After the Lord of the Abyss awakens

Aini's dress stands out among humans, so he always attracts attention wherever he goes. In addition, he is cheerful and good at speaking, and he responds enthusiastically to people's conversations. Therefore, many people talked to him along the way and told him many legends about "Mr. Ixus".

Such as the most famous cat lover in the city, the student of Master Matros, etc. Many citizens like Mr. Ixus, because they also have a good impression of people who come to visit Mr. Ixus.

How to say it, there are no bad people around Mr. Ixus, and he himself is gentle, good-tempered, humble and polite, and impeccable in all aspects.

Someone reminded Aini: "Mr. Ixus's bookstore may not be open today. I see that his little cat hasn't come out yet."

Many passers-by know that the little cat has been watching the store in recent days. I don't know what Mr. Ixus is busy with. It seems that he is studying and studying magic. He has been staying at home and even rarely goes to the library.

Aini nodded, "I see. What if the door is open when I arrive? Mr. Ixus's kitten may like me very much."

The passerby thought about it and thought so.

After one topic ended, another topic came up.

However, among the many voices, there was a voice that seemed to come from the abyss of hell, which made people shudder.

He shouted in a low voice: "Abyss Lord Aini."

Calling him by his name directly, it was obvious that he was not friendly.

Aini stopped but did not turn around. His expression was indifferent, and he said in a voice that only high-level beings could hear: "What do you want me to do?"

The voice was extremely cold and continued: "They kept you in the dark and did not regard you as a compatriot at all."

Aini paused, his eyes dimmed visibly, and then he slowly turned around.

He just figured out this matter. By tracking down the traces of the activities of Eliorg and other demons, he finally got a person's name.

——"Mr. Ixus".

A cat-loving family that is very famous in the Oedipus Imperial City has nearly 20 cats. This alone is certainly not enough to remind him of his compatriots, but he happened to see the cat portraits of "Mr. Ixus's house".

Good guy, you don't know until you see it, isn't it the portraits of their brothers and sisters?

It matches perfectly!

Add to that the name "Ixus", how could he not think of his father.

Let me ask, how could his brothers and sisters who are usually so arrogant collectively turn into cats to please a human? Of course it is possible! If that person is their father who they have missed for thousands of years!

After knowing the news, Aini immediately went to the bookstore to see his father, but he did not teleport there, but walked slowly. Why? Of course, to learn about his father's situation from humans.

Although humans don't know much, it's better to know than not. Then he realized that his father had returned a month ago. Eliorg and other demons also knew about it, but they only cared about turning into cats to monopolize his father and did not tell other demons. How abominable!

Aini realized the reason for the war against his eldest brother. It was because they did something to hide it from his eldest brother, and then they were caught by his eldest brother and were all exiled!

Humph, it's what he deserves! Although Sister Baimon was completely innocent and implicated.

A bunch of thoughts flashed through Aini's mind, and he knew nothing about the guy in front of him who suddenly called him.

He was about to reunite with his father. What kind of person is this guy? Is he going to hinder him?

Thinking of this, Aini's eyes suddenly became unfriendly, and he looked at the alley in the distance in a dark way.

There was darkness there, not physical darkness, but darkness covered by magic.

No shape could be seen in the darkness, only a voice came from afar.

"I can help you get rid of all your brothers and sisters, as long as you listen to me."

His words completely exposed his extraordinaryness. Abyss Lord Aini should have no brothers and sisters on the mainland, just like abyss creatures generally have no parents, and are the conscious product of the abyss miasma. However, he said that Aini has brothers and sisters.

How should I understand it?

Aini knew without thinking too much that this guy probably knew that they, the Abyss Lords, were compatriots, and not only that, he even knew about his father.

He knew more than he did, and he looked malicious.

Aini was not in a hurry, and stared at the other side of the alley with an interesting look, and then said: "Can you get rid of all my brothers and sisters?"

"Yes, all of them."

The voice seemed very sure, and there was a bit of power to bewitch the devil in the tone.

Not like a word spirit, but better than a word spirit. Ordinary people would become vicious the moment they heard his voice, and wished that those who conflicted with their interests would die on the spot.

But who is Aini? She is the 23rd ranked demon among the Lords of the Abyss. She is the youngest sister demon except for Beelzebub who refuses to recognize her rank. She carries the birthday blessings of countless brothers and sisters. Ordinary power has no effect on her. Even the power of the ultimate existence is particularly powerless before the invalidation magic of her second brother Agares.

Aini's lips rose, and the two ponytails behind her head fluttered in the wind. Her eyes were cold, and she said, "Including my eldest brother, Demon God Baal, and my second brother Agares?"

"Yes."

The voice in the dark continued to answer.

"Hahaha."

Aini couldn't help laughing. At the same time, her eyes lit up, and her magic worked. Her eyes penetrated the darkness and looked at the deep alley where the voice came from.

At the same time, the originally bustling streets suddenly became extremely silent, as if enveloped by an invisible force.

People's thoughts seemed to be controlled by some suggestion. They stopped talking one after another, lowered their eyes, and exuded a depressing and foul atmosphere.

This is obviously a kind of manipulation of consciousness and a display of powerful power.

Not only this street, but probably the entire nearby area has fallen into the other party's control and has become an extension of the other party's territory.

In contests involving high-ranking beings, mastering the field often determines the key to victory or defeat. Generally speaking, in a duel between people of equal strength, once they step into the opponent's territory, it basically means defeat.

With Aini's current strength, it is not an easy task to successfully escape from the opponent's domain control. It is very likely that he will be forced to accept the mercy of the other party and will be unable to act independently.

However, in the face of such a severe situation, Aini's face was still filled with a calm smile, with dimples on both sides looming

If present.

"It's just you who beats my eldest brother and my second brother?"

He actually dared to provoke, and his words revealed his innate confidence.

The man in black robes in the darkness slowly raised his head, revealing the cloudy blood eyes under his hood.

He didn't show his true face, but it was obviously the face of the trainee. If Hughes was there, he would definitely recognize it immediately.

There is no doubt that He is the "evil of the universe" that the demons have been discussing recently.

Although He does not recognize this title, He has a more suitable title, such as the God of Impurity.

Dirt is both nature and concept, more of a concept.

Because when there was no language concept of pollution, there would be no pollution in the world.

This is also the biggest difference between natural gods and conceptual gods.

The natural god exists even without language. If the conceptual god does not have language, his existence will be ambiguous.

But Wang Chang'er was right. He is indeed the evil in the universe. After all, all the evil matter in the universe gathers in Him. He is like a huge magnet, attracting evil and filth from all over the universe.

It's full, swollen, and bursting every moment.

If you ask Him how to control some unconscious gods, the answer is exactly as they expected, using the ubiquitous evil matter.

Any "life as a whole", as long as there is a certain proportion of evil matter in the whole, it can tamper with its consciousness, devour its body, and do various things that ordinary gods and demons cannot do.

When the God of Chaos overthrew the continent, he took advantage of his own "magnetism".

Magnetic iron uses itself as magnet to attract evil substances in the chaotic body.

The God of Chaos will naturally come. The same goes for the other two alien gods.

But it's not that simple, because He is getting weaker and weaker these days, so weak that he loses consciousness, and Arnold has the upper hand many times.

Arnold is a human being and himself. He is different from other containers. He is his separated avatar. He is very cowardly, very stupid, and very divided. He sometimes does this kind of experiment, enlarging and cutting himself to expand its capacity, like a stomach. Small humans try hard to eat to grow their stomachs, but they rarely succeed. Arnold succeeds very rarely, and then it brings him a little trouble.

I believe that gods and demons who have lived for more than tens of thousands of years know that there is nothing more troublesome than something with self-awareness.

But even so, they still continue to create as if they were cursed, because life is too long, and creating life is a way of entertainment to relieve loneliness, whether it is reproduction and creation in a natural way, or genetically Editing and other methods to reproduce and create.

Because I have this ability, I do this, just like a person who has a stomach will want to eat.

Everything always goes so smoothly.

Although, their creation is not the same as the creation of the "Creator God", and they are not created out of nothing.

At this moment, His bloody eyes were dim, staring at the girl in the white dress with twin ponytails, and he spoke slowly and said indifferently: "Lord of the Abyss Aini, you know nothing about power, I tell you, I can do it to defeat them. "

Another very determined tone.

But Aini didn't answer at all and said nonchalantly: "If you can do it, why do you come to me? Shouldn't you go and beat my eldest and second brothers first?"

There was a natural childlike innocence in His voice, without any

There was a hint of malice, as if it was just a simple question.

The man in black robe was silent, his bloody eyes shining brightly.

"I think you're not short of that time."

Aini's tone was calm and he continued: "Besides, you should have more needs than me."

The man in black robe said: "You don't like your brother and sister, don't you?"

Aini showed a surprised expression, as if he was shocked that the other party actually knew about his family conflict.

The man in black robe seemed to be really clear, and continued: "There are too many demons in your family. You are young, low-ranked, and weak. You hardly receive attention, so you don't like your brothers and sisters. You want them to disappear."

Aini was silent.

The man in black robes said seductively: "Get rid of them, and you will get all the attention. Don't you want to?"

When He spoke, his eyes lit up with blood.

Aini originally wanted to go around with him, but after hearing this, he finally felt impatient and said coldly: "It's too obvious to sow discord."

The man in black robe disagreed, "You have such thoughts in your heart."

Aini did not answer, but said lightly: "Hey, you can't do it."

The man in black robe: "..."

"And, who are you? Why do you want to interfere in our family conflicts?"

Aini stared at the black-robed man. If he hadn't felt the difference in strength, he might have rushed over.

"The evil of the universe. In the eyes of your brothers and sisters, I am a villain, and I am indeed."

The black-robed man was silent for a while, and actually said his identity directly.

"The evil of the universe?"

Aini showed a surprised expression on his face. Although he didn't know what "the evil of the universe" was, it didn't sound like a good thing.

Aini asked, "What is your purpose?"

The black-robed man was silent, his eyes under the hood were extremely sharp, bloodshot, and after a long time he answered, "My purpose is to kill an existence that cannot be killed."

Aini narrowed his eyes and asked, "Cannot kill, do you have no ability to kill, or cannot kill?"

The black-robed man was silent again, and answered in a way that was difficult to tell whether it was true or false, "Both."

Aini seemed to see through something, "But you still want to kill."

The black-robed man did not deny it, and answered directly, "Yes."

But Aini stared at Him for a long time, and suddenly said, "No, this is not your ultimate goal."

The black-robed man was silent, his eyes became darker, "Why do you say that."

Aini intuitively said, "More despair than hatred."

"What are you desperate for, what are you hoping for?"

Among his compatriots, He has a strong intuition and can see through lies to some extent, although this "degree" is sometimes difficult to say.

The black-robed man lowered his head upon hearing this, and then he clapped his hands, with a tone of praise, "The youngest sister is unexpectedly more perceptive."

"Speak out."

Aini frowned, faintly impatient.

He has never liked puzzles since he was a child.

Although some of his brothers seem to like them, such as Amon and Lelakin. As for his second brother...well, his second brother is a puzzle without knowing it, it's not a question of whether he likes it or not.

The black-robed man said slowly: "Am I hoping for something?"

His tone was like a self-questioning, like a ghost, with an inexplicable overlapping echo, and suddenly his face darkened, and he said faintly: "Your father should know."

"Hmm?"

Aini was surprised.

The black-robed man seemed to have finished talking, and seeing that he could not achieve his goal, he decided to withdraw, "Let's stop here. If I attack you here, I will die again. Death is a troublesome thing, which means that all previous efforts will be wasted and I will have to start over. Well, your father and your uncles and aunts should also know that being forced to reset in the middle of the game and changing the account to start over is really a test of patience."

Aini frowned: "What is your purpose?"

The figure of the black-robed man gradually disappeared, and his tone became weaker and weaker, "You will know."

Aini: "You clearly know that even if I rebel, I can't do anything to my brothers and sisters. Your provocation will never succeed from the beginning."

"Really."

As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, the body he controlled lost consciousness and fell down with gravity.

Ten seconds later, the humans controlled by consciousness gradually came to their senses and didn't know what had happened here.

"What's going on?"

"Eh... my mind is so chaotic."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, thinking that they had encountered some subspace creatures.

Aini looked at the alley and sensed it casually, and found that there were indeed no traces.

What a strange thing, I don't understand, but it seems that there is some conflict between the brothers and sisters and the father.

Humph, I really want to catch him and beat him up. You are also trying to sow discord, who are you!

Aini was angry, but he was indeed provoked. The brothers and sisters found their father but didn't say anything, which is really hateful!

"But... if it were me, I would also hide it from other brothers and sisters."

-

One day ago.

The Human Alliance on the mainland, the meeting hall on the third floor, a few minutes ago, hundreds of people gathered here, and a few minutes later, they were sent to various places to complete the work. Only Norman Till and Wang Chang'er were left.

Wang Chang'er sat in the main seat, with many documents in front of him, many of which required his signature. He didn't bother to use magic to sign directly, and it was faster than a printing press.

Norman Till stood three meters away from him, his expression hesitant to speak, and a little elf ran out from time to time beside him.

Wang Chang'er seemed to know what he was hesitating about, and asked directly: "Does the Elf King want to see me for something?"

Norman Till's eyes flashed with shock, and he replied: "Yes, he said he hopes to meet a human hero."

The Elf King of this generation is no more than 6,000 years old, and in Wang Chang'er's eyes, they are all children. In his heyday, he went in and out of the Elf's ancestral land as if he were in an empty place. The elves may be a noble race that is feared on the continent, but to him, they are just ordinary.

The generations are not on the same level.

It's just that he has to find the Elf King for some things. Because after the alliance self-examination, it found not only humans, but also elves and other races. Among them, the elves intervened in more than one or two points.

Secondly, the races manipulated by the Evil of the Universe are more than just humans. He has a far-reaching layout. In fact, not only this continent, but also other universes have traces of His activities.

In Wang Chang'er's investigation, the evil of the universe is pure evil, uncompromising evil, insidious

Cunning, vicious and perverted, intermittent illness, dragging all people, gods and demons into the water, into His world of evil and chaos. At least in Wang Chang'er's opinion, all his actions were to drag the whole world down with him, the water ghost thought.

Normandy waited for Wang Chang'er's answer, respectfully. Regardless of whether Wang Chang'er answered yes or no, he would stand on Wang Chang'er's side.

"The Elf King wants to see me, then he should come in person."

Wang Chang'er's tone was calm, and he had a terrifying domineering attitude that could kill thousands of miles in a calm and calm manner.

Norman Thiel was stunned and said subconsciously: "Okay."

The news then reached the ears of Philod, the leader of the seven elven kings.

Philod remained silent for a long time, and there was deathly silence in the Elf Palace.

The elves also have the dignity of the elves. For thousands of years, they have been in high positions and looked down on all other races. However, now you want them to step down from the high platform and visit a human being. Even if the opponent is powerful and has terrible achievements, he still cannot easily end up on the racial level.

However, he had to communicate with Wang Changer. Just because Wang Chang'er is one of the most powerful beings on the continent besides the gods and the Abyss Lord. In order to confirm Wang Changer's position and "certain things", there is a need for communication between the two parties.

Elf King Philode knew that the same should be true for Wang Changer.

So to put it bluntly, it’s all about face.

At this time, in the palace, an old elf couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to visit. He will come to you one day."

Philod was silent, his expression serious.

He actually knew very well that the elves could no longer rest on their laurels. If they don’t change or move forward, they are likely to be submerged by the tide of the times.

This is not the time to talk about face-saving racial dignity.

And the elf below is still saying: "Your Majesty, you don't need to worry. Human beings are a race with no upward power. Under heavy constraints, they can't even go far on this continent, let alone progress?"

Another elf added: "The Human Era is just mankind's self-vanity. It is the acquiescence and support of the Abyss Monarch that has made them what they are today. Nowadays, the attitude of the Abyss Monarch is uncertain, and most of them are far away from the mainland. Whether humans can pass the level of the Abyss Trolls is a matter of course." Question, Wang Changer, Noer Mandir and others are indeed powerful, but they are only as powerful as one or two individuals, far from their entire race. We elves have long lives and powerful talents. After losing the protection of the Abyss Lord, it is us elves who should control the continent. race, not humanity.”

Among the dozens of elven elders in the audience, eight out of ten disapproved of Philod's diplomacy with humans, thinking that it was a loss of their face and that their great elves were placed on an equal footing with humans.

However, after a few minutes of silence, Philod actually said seriously: "No."

"His Majesty?"

All the elven elders in the audience spoke in unison, their expressions changed, as if they didn't understand Philod.

In fact, when the young elven royal family was sent to Norman Tire, they had a lot of complaints. How could the blood of the majestic Elf King be used as summoned beasts for humans? They didn't say anything because of his identity as the Elf King. However, Philod seemed to be going "more serious" today and continued to interact closely with humans.

They did think about it.

Philod stood up, his long emerald green hair flowing behind him, his long eyelashes lowered, his eyes shining with golden light, and he slowly said to the elves: "I'd better go see him.

I want to know his views on the future of mainland China, and... incidents have been happening frequently in recent days, and I also want to know what is going on. "

All the elven elders in the audience were stunned, and several couldn't help but express their objections.

However, Philod is not a gentle elf. The limit of his endurance is extremely limited. If they question them a few more times, he will increase the pressure on the spot, with an expression that he will not hesitate to suppress them violently.

After a few minutes, the elf elder reluctantly agreed, unable to express the pain in his heart.

While they were talking, there was a royal family behind the shadows who kept staring at them, with cold eyes and a condescending look.

Philod seemed to notice something and turned around to look, but saw nothing.

By the end of the meeting, the palace was gradually empty of elves, leaving only Philod and his henchmen.

Philode held his forehead with one hand and said in a low tone: There are also unstable factors within our clan. ?_[("

Hearing this, his confidant Larjik couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, were you just...?"

Philod raised his eyes, glanced at Larjik from the corner of his eye, and said solemnly: "Everything is planned for a rainy day."

Larjik paused.

Philod said: "I have had a recurring dream recently. I was confused in the dream and confused when I woke up. I am still feeling uneasy. I must find an answer."

Larjik: "What did you dream about?"

"The Rise of Mankind and the Destruction of a Continent."

Philode's eyes were heavy, and he continued: "And the completely opposite scene."

Larjik was about to ask whether this could be a prophetic dream, but he immediately stopped talking because how could a prophetic dream contradict itself.

In other words, the survival and destruction in the prophecy are swinging. It may survive or it may be destroyed.

Philod continued: "I saw more than tens of billions of stars being annihilated, and countless lives dying."

"The elves are nothing to mention in the face of the coming destruction."

"this……"

Larjik's face turned pale, as if He couldn't accept just saying that.

"In front of the ultimate existence, we are still too weak."

Philode lowered his eyes with a complicated expression.

They need to find their ancestor god, but the elven ancestor god died a long time ago, which means that they are a race without the protection of their ancestor.

"Another era is coming."

Philod raised his eyes and said earnestly: "It may be completely dark, or it may be infinitely bright. A single race cannot cope with the coming crisis."

Therefore, we must find ways to unite other powerful races.

-

At the same time, the Continental Human Alliance.

Norman Thiel received the news from the elves, but before he could speak to Wang Chang'er, the space in front of him opened up directly, and Philod, the leader of the seven elven kings, walked out.

Norman Till was shocked on the spot.

Wang Chang'er behind the desk raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the snow-white elf, and said slowly: "Philode, is that so?"

"Yes."

Philode nodded. He seemed to be too polite for an Elf King.

Wang Chang'er looked into the elves' eyes and said straight to the point: "We found that there are many conspirators in the elves."

Philod frowned: "Conspirator?"

Wang Chang'er said bluntly: "A conspirator who conspired with the seven major magic families of mankind to wantonly manipulate the world."

Philod didn't hesitate: "Do you want me to cooperate with the investigation?"

"yes."

Wang Changer is very direct.

His strength, status, status and achievements make any words or actions he performs seem natural and reasonable.

But Wang Chang'er also knows that the elves are a very noble race, and arrogance is almost written in their genes. If they are not arrogant, it is simply asking them to resist their own genes, which is difficult for the elves.

However, Wang Changer narrowed his eyes slightly.

He has done countless things in his life that made things difficult for others. At what age do you still care about what others think?

He is not Roger who became good after old age. Although he does not consider himself old, if he really wants to be old, he must be a free old man.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Philode looked into Wang Changer's eyes and solemnly said: "I will cooperate with you."

Wang Chang'er's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked doubtfully: "Why are you so cooperative?"

Philod held no reservations, "I have a feeling that what happens next will not be something that we as a single race can handle. Therefore, I hope that we can unite."

Wang Changer was surprised: "Premonition?"

Philode: "Dream."

"..."

Wang Changer pondered for a few seconds and said: "Dreams cannot be the basis for guiding actions."

"But dreams don't distinguish between the past and the future. It's okay as a reference."

Philod said.

really.

If you want to say this, Wang Chang'er can't deny it.

Then, Philod continued to ask: "What does the brave Wang Chang'er think of the future of the mainland and this planet?"

Wang Changer: "I mainly want to ask this question, right?"

Philode nodded.

Wang Changer smiled calmly and wrote lightly: "It will not be destroyed."

"...!"

Philode was shocked.

Is Wang Changer so sure?

"The basis for your judgment is..."

Philode couldn't help but ask.

To be honest, even though Wang Chang'er is very strong and is truly a God-King-level person, there is absolutely no way he can save the crisis by himself.

Wang Chang'er nodded and said: "Well, because there are many reliable forces."

Philod wondered: "What power?"

Wang Chang'er smiled slightly, but still didn't answer.

"I won't say much more. You will know when the time comes."

Philod was shocked by his confidence and wanted to continue questioning.

"Are you so sure?"

“The power of belief is important.”

One person and one elf looked at each other intently, silent for a long time.

Finally, both parties seemed to understand each other and started chatting all night long.

"Speaking of which, Demon God Baal disappeared without a trace when he returned. Did he return to the abyss?"

"Are you asking this?"

"You know?"

Philode was shocked.

Wang Changer smiled again but said nothing.

Philod was more certain, "You do know."

"ha

Ha, let’s not talk about this topic. "

"……All right."

After a conversation, Philode finally knew who Wang Changer was.

What an amazing human being. His life span is longer than His, but his mentality is so young.

"Okay, I'm almost done. I'm very grateful to the elves for their cooperation."

Wang Chang'er stood up slowly, with no trace of fatigue in his eyes, but more energetic.

What does old age mean? This is what he is.

"Then let's kill first."

Wang Changer said coldly: "None of the elves who set up a trap to harm Ye Qingyi can escape."

Philod was somewhat frightened by his murderous intention, and it took him a long time to answer: "The elves are willing to assist in all investigation activities."

Norman Thiel remained silent after watching the entire conversation, but he was deeply aware that he might have witnessed history.

-

Oedipus 3pm.

Cat gathering at the bedroom door.

"Father hasn't woken up yet, meow."

"Big brother is sleeping too, meow. He won't fight the God of the Universe anymore, meow."

The three kittens were walking around the bed. The gray cat wanted to jump on the bed many times, but felt a little scared inside.

But if He doesn’t come, how can we still hope for Selye or Lelagin? As a younger brother, He has to take more responsibility!

The gray cat jumped up and successfully landed on the bed.

But the next second, the big golden tiger didn't know if he felt something strange, and suddenly moved his paws.

Inpos’ brother is in danger! yelled the little dwarf cat.

But it was too late, the overwhelming big claws caught the little gray cat.

Before the little gray cat could react, he was held under his belly and pressed down by the warm fur!

Due to the great defeat of Persia.

The little short-footed cat was shocked. He didn't expect it to be broken so quickly.

"What, what should I do, meow!"

At this moment, a voice sounded, "I'm coming to meow."

The little short-footed cat was surprised and thought it was the voice of the Devon cat, but after careful identification, it seemed not?

He immediately turned his head and saw a cow cat sitting beside him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The pupils of the short-legged cat trembled and he was almost scared. !