After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 92.1

At the moment of recognition, chaos particles gathered and formed into a circulating energy, but instead of coming to Aelioge’s side, it went to Barbatos’s side.

Barbatos froze, full of confusion, and looked around to find the energy circling around Her, as if wanting to return to Her body, resonating at the same frequency with Her own power.

A strong premonition surged in Her mind, and She widened Her eyes in astonishment.

Aelioge took a step through the void, fixing His gaze on Barbatos and the energy surrounding Her, and nodded as if suddenly understanding. “So that’s it.”

Barbatos was stunned, but quickly understood too, murmuring. “So that’s how it is.”

The previous consciousness of the Goddess of Harmony had perished in chaos, but Her divine body still existed, not completely chaotified. When Barbatos approached, the divine body sensed the familiar aura, and thus came to Barbatos’s side.

Yes, it was actually quite simple.

Barbatos—was the Goddess of Harmony.

“Is that so.”

Barbatos felt a bit dazed, because before this, She had never thought about it.

She had even met the Goddess of Harmony, talked with Her, gotten to know Her, but never imagined that She had once been the Goddess of Harmony.

It was a feeling that was hard to describe, and also difficult to accept immediately.

The little black bird on Aelioge’s head was dumbfounded, because He had searched through all the memories of the God of Darkness and had never seen such a thing, but thinking carefully, it didn’t seem strange.

The chaos around them seemed to thin somewhat.

Aelioge said to Barbatos, “That’s probably it, you should be the one who knows best.”

Barbatos remained silent, holding the energy of Harmony in Her hand, and said while looking down. “Once I have Her memories, I should be able to know what happened back then, right?”

“It should be possible.”

Aelioge’s gaze fell on Harmony’s energy, His eyes also containing some thoughts.

“The Goddess of Harmony should know best about the truth of the hero summoning back then. Hopefully Her memories haven’t been chaotified.”

Barbatos nodded, “I understand, I will digest Her memories and find out exactly what happened back then.”

The little black bird seemed a bit emotional but said nothing about this.

Aelioge turned His eyes to look around, still thinking that they shouldn’t stay in chaos for too long, “Let’s go out first, Barbatos.”

“Alright.”

Barbatos’s long hair floated, Her eyes gleaming with golden light, then She raised Her hand to operate Her authority, activating the outward authority [Connection].

Outside the chaos, Morax seemed to sense something, made a grabbing motion in the void with both hands, activated the authority [Violence], and His arms burst forth with incomparably terrifying power, forcefully pulling out the two demons from inside.

The chaos was like a sea, and He was like stirring up the sea, causing thousand-layer huge waves.

Several minutes later, the two demons successfully got out from within the body of the God of Chaos.

There was no power interference, and no consciousness peeping, just tranquility with a hint of strangeness.

Seeing Aelioge coming out with Barbatos, and the changed authority power on Barbatos, Morax seemed to half-understand but hesitated to speak.

And then, the two of them seemed to have something to do, asking Morax to stay here and monitor the situation while they went to the Aust Empire’s library first.

Morax widened His eyes, wanting to speak but stopping Himself, thinking, so what happened inside?

He wondered for a moment but wasn’t in a hurry, because if there was new information, the cat-headed demon group would update in real-time.

“Feels like Eighth Sister has gotten stronger again.”

Morax muttered.

Several minutes later, at the Aust Empire library.

The two demons landed, with Aelioge walking ahead, a fluffy little black bird perched on His head.

Barbatos pressed Her index finger against Her temple, seeming to be experiencing memory overload, unable to digest the Goddess of Harmony’s memories for the time being.

Unlike gods like the God of Destruction who spent most of their time sleeping, the Goddess of Harmony actively participated in worldly affairs. The memories accumulated from thousands or even tens of thousands of years of experiences, experiences, and thoughts couldn’t be digested in a short time.

Barbatos felt like Her brain was as big as a planet, with mass beyond imagination, heavy, and the more you thought about it, the more it expanded, endlessly.

At the round table in the library, Amon slowly stood up, seeing them return, and understood the situation without words.

Then, the energy of the Goddess of Harmony coiled around Barbatos’s body, existing as particles of light, merging into Her arms according to Her will, as divine power and authority shone together, gradually completing Her status.

Barbatos’s pupils trembled slightly, as if hearing countless conversations from different scenes in Her ears, and seeing countless overlapping images before Her eyes.

She was different from Aelioge, not too resistant to memory recovery, and moreover, She clearly knew that She must understand what happened in those years, and what kind of deity the Goddess of Harmony was, how She viewed the world and Herself.

Barbatos looked up and firmly said to the demons present. “I will stay in my own domain for a while, and tell you after I finish digesting the Goddess of Harmony’s memories.”

Aelioge nodded, “Alright, we’ll wait for your update.”

After speaking, Barbatos turned and walked into the spatial passage.

Each of them had their own domain, and unless the main demon allowed it, no one else could enter. When they needed to think quietly and didn’t want to be disturbed by external things, they would stay in their own domain for a while.

Amon thoughtfully said, “Eighth Sister seems to need some time.”

Aelioge felt somewhat complicated. Unlike Him who didn’t want to recall the past, His Eighth Sister actively acknowledged and accepted it. In a sense, She was much more mature than Him.

But even though He understood this clearly and knew the reasoning, Aelioge still didn’t want to take that step. Even demons had their childish moments where they refused to compromise.

Amon glanced at Aelioge but made no comment on this. As someone who usually took on a youth’s form, He certainly wouldn’t care about these things. Father likes demons with a child’s heart best, Amon believed.

“I really didn’t expect you would successfully come out.”

“Hehe, I almost died in there.”

The other demons didn’t know about their activities yet.

Ten large bookshelves away, Inpos and Botis were working on historical reconstruction.

Botis always wanted to portray Himself as the world’s best demon, to please His father.

Inpos naturally wouldn’t allow it – how could there be such a shameless demon, claiming to be the never-late demon who judges the whole world and maintains human justice? Even nonsense should have its limits!

Thus they reached a stalemate, confronting each other for about three hours.

Hearing movement nearby, Inpos came to check the situation, with a small white bird perched on His head.

Then, He stopped His steps, looking at Aelioge and Amon in conversation.

“Aelioge, you’re back?”

Inpos noticed Aelioge looked a bit disheveled, presumably having suffered somewhat inside the God of Chaos’s body.

Aelioge nodded, meeting Inpos’s gaze, “It seems something happened on your end too, let me know about it first.”

Inpos thought, there was quite a lot indeed.

****

Several minutes later, three demons sat around the table.

Amon stared at Aelioge, a flash of surprise passing through His eyes, as if just noticing this, “You’ve gotten stronger again?”

Aelioge’s expression was calm as He looked down and said, “You noticed?”

He was browsing through event records, and when He learned that Bachin had already returned to their father’s side, a flash of “as expected” passed through His eyes, and rarely, His demon heart produced some unease.

He had no right to say Bachin abandoned Him, after all, He was the one who made the mistake first.

The group chat updated information in real-time, with Valefor being the latest updating demon.

[Information Update 5.2:

According to Cele’s speculation, there might be a “consciousness controller” inside the active otherworld god’s body. If we can find it, we might be able to trace back and catch the mastermind behind this.

Updating Demon: AK6]

Aelioge quickly got into the state and looked up at Amon, saying, “So, the primary task now is to quickly find the controller.”

The siblings brainstormed together and actually came up with something unexpected.

Seeing this situation, Aelioge couldn’t help but feel moved.

Amon smiled. “Didn’t expect Cele to think of this?”

Aelioge shook His head, “Cele has always been knowledgeable about artifact refining, this should be completely within His realm of knowledge.”

Celerios might have even made such weapons Himself; previously, they had been surrounded by weapons controlled by Celerios during their activities.

Wait, does this mean it works on the same principle as controlling weapons? Treating the otherworld god’s divine body as a weapon to control?

Aelioge was a bit dumbfounded – if someone had told Him this before, He would definitely have thought they were talking nonsense.

This was even more absurd than treating deities like Pokemon; they were basically unmanned drones for automatic attacks.

No wonder the mastermind wanted to stay hidden.

At this moment, Amon looked towards Inpos.

Inpos understood immediately, calmly put on His black-framed glasses, waved His arm, and a huge projection appeared in the void, forming a square surrounding their reading corner.

It was a real-time simulated space of the recent continental universe, precise and detailed.

Inpos certainly couldn’t create something this detailed by Himself, He just connected to Bachin’s database. Due to the vast scope and deep mapping levels, without sufficient computing power, one couldn’t see clearly and would only get dizzy and even develop a headache.

Moreover, unlike ordinary images, this time the images had red and blue dot markers.

Inpos explained, “Red dots are highly suspicious locations, blue dots are somewhat suspicious locations. There are over a million red dots and over 80 million blue dots. The quantity is enormous, making it very troublesome to search.”

Aelioge took a rough look and was internally amazed.

Previously, He always thought the mastermind was just a rat hiding in the gutter, with nothing notable except being full of schemes and cunning methods. However, now facing such a grand situation before Him, He had to say, this mastermind was too outrageous.

Who could have thought of such methods?

What were They trying to do?

Looking at the projection, Inpos continued. “We were worried about alerting them if we searched, so we planned to look secretly. However, unexpectedly, They seemed to know beforehand that we knew, and suddenly released so many suspected controllers.”

Aelioge choked – these things were actually created by the mastermind to deal with them?

Amon added. “That fellow could have simply withdrawn the controller, or laid false trails to make us find the wrong culprit, but instead They released such a vast amount of suspicious controllers on this basis.”

What’s wrong with Them!

Aelioge frowned, “Would this count as provoking us?”

Amon shook His head, “Why do I see it as Them being overly desperate, frantically trying anything? The more trouble They cause, the more likely They are to slip up.”

Inpos said, “I think so too, could it be that They’re broken down?”

Aelioge thought the same, it already felt like They were losing Their composure.

Good. The more the mastermind breaks down, the better.

Inpos turned His head to look at the projection, pressed two fingers in the void, and enlarged a section, revealing a red point.

From this view, it looked like a small point, but in reality, it was a human civilization with a population of 500 million.

Obviously difficult to search.

Inpos said, “With so many points, and the controller most likely being a very tiny substance, even if we find it, we can’t verify if it’s real or fake. What if the connection leads to a scapegoat?”

That’s right, but speaking of finding things…

Aelioge shifted His gaze, “The demon among us who’s skilled at finding things is…”

The three demons simultaneously looked at the youth lying on the table beside them.

The youth had His hands crossed under His cheeks, breathing lightly and evenly, His form rising and falling slightly, giving them a sense of stability and serenity.

Their Third Brother never parted with His eye patch, and no matter how intensely they discussed, He seemed completely unhearing, sleeping as if dead.

“Third Brother?”

Aelioge called out.

The sleeping youth showed no response.

Amon also called, “Vassago, are you awake?”

The sleeping youth still showed no response.

The three demons looked at each other.

What was going on?

Something seemed off.

Previously, Vassago was sleepy because their father wasn’t around, but now that their father had returned, why was He still so drowsy? Could He have deep-dived into dreams like Second Brother?

Aelioge slowly walked towards Vassago, hesitating whether to wake Him up.

Behind Him, Amon called out unconcernedly, “Aeli, wake Third Brother up.”

Aelioge paused for a moment, somewhat worried about Vassago’s temper upon waking, but knowing the current situation made it necessary to wake Him. After weighing the options, He still decided to wake Vassago, trying to call His name loudly several times.

After His words fell, the library was completely quiet. Vassago still lay on the table, motionless, His breathing becoming even shallower.

Inpos was internally shocked – such loud calls should have woken Him up before.

Amon frowned thoughtfully.

Aelioge had to try a rougher awakening method, grabbing Vassago and shaking Him while speaking loudly in His ear.

But Vassago still showed no response, truly like He was dead asleep. There had been breathing sounds before, but after being shaken a few times, they completely ceased.

What was going on?

Aelioge’s heart suddenly tightened – had He done something to make Vassago stop breathing?

No, He had only shaken Him a bit!

The unease in Aelioge’s heart grew stronger, and He even felt something strange.

At this point, Amon also came over, gently placing His hand on Vassago’s shoulder, using demon power to sense His condition.

As He sensed deeper, Amon’s brows gradually furrowed. He was shocked to discover that He couldn’t sense even a trace of demon power within Vassago’s body.

“He has no demon power at all in His body.”

Amon was usually composed, but now clear shock appeared in His eyes.

Because they had never encountered such a situation before.

They were shocked – had something happened to Vassago?

As demons, they were beings of demon power themselves. Even if they exhausted all their energy, it would be impossible to have no trace of demon power in their bodies. Yet their Third Brother truly had no demon power left, as if… only His form remained?

The three demons were simultaneously shocked, and immediately understood.

This was definitely not simply being dead asleep and unable to wake up – they had to find a way.

Several seconds later, Amon decisively summoned Buer.

Buer quickly arrived through a spatial passage, walking straight to Vassago’s side. She carefully examined Vassago’s physical condition, but after several minutes, found nothing unusual.

So, Buer decided to pour a potion into Vassago, calling out, “Wake up, Third Brother.”

If Vassago was just sleeping too deeply, Buer doing this to Him would definitely result in Vassago jumping up to hit Her.

But Vassago didn’t wake up even with this.

Buer was completely bewildered.

Something was wrong with their Third Brother – He showed no reaction at all. Had something really happened?

She turned to look at Aelioge, “You shook Him?”

Aelioge felt innocent, “One shake couldn’t possibly cause this.”