After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 91.2

For this kind of conversation requiring brains, the ragdoll cat listened, as if understanding, head lowered, not interrupting.

The blue and white cat rested His arm on the table edge, paw supporting His chin, saying, “Division of labor aside, why not concentrate on finding and killing the mastermind first?”

The forest cat shook Her head, saying, “We’d like to, but that fellow is hiding too deep, even concentrating on one search line might not catch Them.”

The blue and white cat seemed unconvinced, suddenly bringing up a topic, “But Agares knows Their identity.”

The forest cat paused, thinking, “Second brother is an exception, He has appeared twice, but hasn’t said anything.”

They all believed second brother knew the answer to the mystery.

The blue and white cat made an “mm” sound, stroking His chin saying, “How strange, does second brother have any reason He can’t tell us?”

The forest cat shook Her head, “It’s not that He can’t tell us, but He probably hasn’t thought of telling us. Second brother always looks very far ahead, forgetting about present matters. He must have His reasons for doing this.”

The blue and white cat: “Of course, this is just speculation.”

The forest cat paused, “Indeed it’s speculation.”

At this point, the ragdoll cat had already laid down, counting tiles there – not understanding but seemingly listening, Her beautiful cat ears twitching.

The blue and white cat: “I still feel something’s not right. Second brother wouldn’t avoid seeing Father, what exactly is He doing in the dream realm?”

This question was very sharp. Try thinking in reverse – what could be done in the dream realm?

Amon seemed to say second brother had attended the Dream God’s banquet trap, so was second brother detained by the Dream God?

The blue and white cat shook His head, believing this impossible internally. Second brother should have had the power to suppress the Dream God at that time, how could the Dream God do anything to Him?

If second brother’s power wasn’t strong, He wouldn’t have fought with big brother back then.

It should be noted that they couldn’t even accomplish “fighting with big brother”, they were just one-sidedly crushed.

Thinking of this, the blue and white cat coughed once and took another sip of coffee.

The ragdoll cat’s ears twitched, touching the tiles, trying to think. “Is it possible that second brother can’t move freely because He’s maintaining the ‘Event Editing’ magic?”

The forest cat and blue and white cat both shook their heads.

The forest cat analyzed seriously, “That magic should be something Agares can accomplish effortlessly.”

The blue and white cat continued, “That magic’s influence probably wouldn’t exceed this cosmic region, right? I couldn’t feel it in subspace, it seems to only target the continent?”

“Is that so?”

The ragdoll cat was a bit confused.

The blue and white cat casually said, “Something that could keep second brother too busy to even appear would have to be at least universe-level magic, right?”

This concept was too vast, almost beyond the ragdoll cat’s comprehension.

The neighboring little short-legged cat was completely dumbfounded, or rather, He had been dumbfounded since several minutes ago.

Universe-level magic? How could this be achieved? How terrifying would the magical power needed be, how profound the knowledge or even wisdom required?

The forest cat’s eyes revealed contemplation, saying to the blue and white cat, “I find your line of thinking quite possible. Maybe second brother is indeed conducting universe-level magic, so He can’t get away, and can only appear in projection form when Father is asleep.”

“The reason He went to the dream realm might be because it’s the best place to implement that magic.”

The blue and white cat rubbed His brow, looking tired, “Every time I think about second brother’s matters, my head hurts.”

Their gentle and wise second brother was fine in all other aspects, except He was often a riddle demon.

He had been like this since childhood, and there was no help for it – who could get second brother to explain a few more sentences?

You should know second brother usually was too lazy to speak, so lazy He wouldn’t open His mouth for thousands of years, giving students knowledge shock right away, no teaching, no patient guidance, if you could understand there was hope, if you couldn’t understand then…

The blue and white cat paused, thinking that in a sense, second brother was really quite dangerous.

Although whether He Himself was aware of this was another matter.

There was only a fine line between natural airhead and natural dark, and many things weren’t second brother’s intentional doing.

The ragdoll cat thought for a moment, suddenly saying, “Hmm… only Father can get second brother to speak, right?”

Hmm, this was indeed correct reasoning – second brother would only talk a lot in front of Father. When Father wanted to know about the cosmic universe, He would introduce it point by point to Father, with patience reaching a terrifying level.

The difference in treatment was visible to the naked eye.

The forest cat moved past this topic, “Forget it, let’s see if we can catch second brother first.”

He looked at the blue and white cat with a serious gaze and said, “What’s your take on the activities of the otherworld gods?”

Bachin was stationed in the near-continental subspace, while Gusin controlled different regions from the far-continental subspace.

Logically speaking, the activities of otherworld gods within the near-continental subspace should have been completely under Bachin’s observation.

The blue and white cat nodded, suddenly raised his paw, held it in front of him, and waved it as if opening the air, after which specific cosmic scenes appeared.

This was a real-time simulation map of the near continent, more detailed and accurate than the Alliance’s, and with almost no time lag, perfectly reproducing the real-time situation, with a timeline on the right.

By dragging the timeline, one could return to specific time points to see the magical power flow situation at that time.

Generally speaking, looking at this map would give a rough idea of what anomalies occurred at what time.

The blue and white cat said seriously, “Of course I investigated, the movements of those three otherworld gods are completely under control.”

The forest cat said directly, “Why did They suddenly become active?”

He actually knew the answer in his mind – it must be the behind-the-scenes mastermind’s secret control that caused Them to become active.

What He wanted to know was, how was it done?

Those three otherworld gods were extremely powerful, especially the ancient and mysterious God of Chaos. How did the behind-the-scenes mastermind manage to influence Them?

Even if His ability was [Consciousness], it shouldn’t be possible to influence just like that, otherwise succubi and dream demons would have been invincible in the universe long ago, able to control whoever they wanted.

Objectively speaking, whether an ability would work depended first on status level differences, and second on magical power differences. No matter how abnormal the ability, beings of lower status and weaker magical power would absolutely have no chance of influencing beings of higher status and stronger magical power.

It’s like giving an ant an AK – it still wouldn’t be able to lift it to shoot an elephant.

No matter how you looked at it, the behind-the-scenes mastermind’s abilities were very suspicious and very unreasonable.

The blue and white cat nodded and pondered for several minutes, “I also find this point very strange.”

But unreasonable things weren’t unheard of in this world. Perhaps the behind-the-scenes mastermind had found some unique method?

Having lived for so many years, having one or two miracles wasn’t anything special.

The blue and white cat sensed for a while and analyzed. “I investigated the magical power data and observation intelligence from before and after They began moving, but found no traces of ability or magic activation.”

The forest cat asked, puzzled, “Then how did They accomplish it?”

At this moment, the little short-legged cat who had been silent all along weakly spoke up, “There’s… there’s one possibility.”

The three cats turned their heads to look at Him together.

He seemed frightened but gathered courage to continue, “It might be because anchor points were placed inside Their bodies.”

The forest cat: “Anchor points?”

The little short-legged cat nodded, “Yes, by placing something that controls consciousness inside Their bodies, fusing it into Their divine bodies, controlling Them through objects.”

The blue and white cat immediately understood, “Remote control, right? This could indeed work.”

But this method was too insidious.

The forest cat frowned, thinking if this was the case, who knew in how many gods’ bodies the behind-the-scenes mastermind had dropped anchors?

Just three? No, definitely not just three.

The blue and white cat also thought of this point, feeling even more that the opponent’s thorny nature exceeded imagination.

The ragdoll cat had a sudden inspiration and said with wide eyes, “Oh oh, if we just find one of these remote control things, wouldn’t we be able to trace it back to Them?”

The two cats were suddenly shocked – little ragdoll had great wisdom!

The forest cat nodded in praise, “Indeed this is one approach.”

The blue and white cat had a sudden realization, “That makes sense.”

The ragdoll cat snickered, “Isn’t Aelioge inside the God of Chaos right now? Let Him search.”

The forest cat then looked at the blue and white cat.

The little short-legged cat also followed with his gaze.

The blue and white cat’s card-playing motion paused, and only after a few seconds did He say, “I was too angry just now and cut off contact with Aelioge.”

The forest cat froze, greatly alarmed.

The ragdoll cat asked puzzled, “Just reconnect after cutting it off.”

The blue and white cat was silent for a moment, then said, “Once cut off, contact can’t be re-established…”

They didn’t notice that in the adjacent study, Xiu Si was looking thoughtfully at the hall door.

Meanwhile, inside the God of Chaos.

Realizing he couldn’t contact Bachin, Aelioge stopped in his tracks, holding his forehead, speechless.

The little black bird beside Him said, “Brother Bachin isn’t reliable, how could the contact suddenly disappear?”

Aelioge looked ahead and said gloomily, “This shouldn’t be happening, I told Him this matter was related to Father’s disappearance, how could He abandon it halfway?”

Little black bird, “Is there a possibility…”

Aelioge’s face darkened, as if also thinking of it, “It’s most likely that possibility.”

Bachin most likely discovered Father had already returned, then cut off contact in anger.

In a sense, He brought this upon himself. Aelioge lowered his head, seeming to feel some regret.

The little black bird cried out in despair, oh Fifteenth Brother, this plan has failed, how are we going to get out of this ghostly place now?

Aelioge was silent for several minutes, looked around, then used magical power to sense, maximally expanded his sensing range, maximally increased his sensing precision, and then the answer he got was — He couldn’t sense anything at all.

Never mind which direction to go, there wasn’t even the concept of direction inside chaos.

Aelioge asked the little black bird, “Has anyone ever successfully gotten out of chaos without any external help?”

The little black bird flipped through the God of Darkness’s memories, and the answer was tragic – no one had.

Aelioge choked, but being a great demon who had lived for thousands of years, He wasn’t completely at a loss.

What could be done? He could only respond actively.

“As the God of Darkness, you must have some methods,” Aelioge looked at the little black bird.

The little black bird flapped its wings, “You’re the God of War and Plague, shouldn’t you know more than me?”

Aelioge snorted, as if a thought imprint had been triggered, and immediately said, “I don’t want my previous memories, I am Father’s child with 100% purity!”

How hung up are you on this matter, you ultimate father-complex demon!

The little black bird complained internally, but it seemed Aelioge wouldn’t easily compromise.

What else could be done? Wouldn’t they need the help of the great God of Darkness?

“Let me try.”

The little black bird transformed into a large black bird, over three meters in length, instantly becoming majestic and mature.

He closed his eyes, slowly gathering divine power, with mysterious black mist coiling all over his body.

Suddenly, an ancient and sacred aura burst from his body, immediately sweeping through the entire subspace.

A flash of surprise appeared in Aelioge’s eyes, as if He hadn’t expected the little black bird’s capabilities.

After all, he was the God of Darkness who once bullied all of heaven, indeed with extraordinary power.

Aelioge thought there was hope, but after waiting a while, the large black bird changed back to a small black bird, listlessly landing on His shoulder, saying sadly, “It’s no use, can’t find direction, there’s no way out of this place.”

Aelioge: “…”

If He had known earlier, He wouldn’t have hidden it from Bachin. Now stranded here, how was He supposed to get out?

Should He shout “Second Brother help!” or “Big Brother help!”?

Ah, He used to shout like that often when He was young, but now at over eight thousand years old, shouting like that would cost Him his dignity.

Aelioge had His own principles. He organized His thoughts and decided to deal with things as they came. First, continue looking for the Primordial God of Humans and the Goddess of Harmony.

****

Meanwhile, outside the chaos domain.

Morax turned to look at Barbatos.

They had been here for quite a while, originally planning to contact Aelioge, but then Bachin suddenly did this…

Things seemed to have become a bit troublesome.

Barbatos said to Morax, “You wait here as my connection point, I’ll go inside to check the situation.”

Morax nodded, but even with His simpler mind, He knew the God of Chaos was in an unusual state, rushing in would be dangerous.

Barbatos: “Don’t worry, I’ll come out immediately after finding Aelioge.”

Morax still agreed, took the connection point Barbatos gave out, and watched as Barbatos went into the God of Chaos’s body again.

Nothing should go wrong, right?

He looked around, still not detecting any power operations, or any observation from unfamiliar consciousness.

****

Inside chaos, space and time had been emptied out. Aelioge had walked for who knows how long – maybe days, maybe hundreds of years, or maybe just seconds.

He seemed to be trapped in an extremely complex maze, unable to recognize the path behind, unable to see the path ahead, concepts in His mind being emptied one by one, as if gradually losing the ability to think.

He only now realized that the other side of chaos seemed to be emptiness – what remained after everything was emptied out was called emptiness.

The little black bird’s divine power was weak and was affected more quickly, already having been tucked into the inner lining of His clothes.

Which way should He go, in what direction, to find what He wanted to find, or to find the way out?

As time passed, He even began to forget His purpose for coming here.

Aelioge fell silent, suddenly stopped His steps, and scolded Himself. “Fool! Why did I come here? Of course it was for Father.”

If He fell here, Father would surely be heartbroken, how could He make Father sad?

Aelioge revealed an incredibly determined look, then, His magical power transformed and upgraded, shaking the chaos around Him.

Barbatos, also in the chaos, sensed the disturbance and immediately activated [Authority], then indeed found Aelioge.

He seemed to be fine, thank goodness!

Just as Barbatos came over, Aelioge suddenly seemed to sense something, looking with shock toward a certain area.

A blessing in disguise, finding life in the depths of death.

He sensed it – the Goddess of Harmony must be there!