After the Lord of the Abyss awakens

The little white bird was so angry that he stamped his feet. He instinctively realized that this guy was an old enemy! It is an existence that is absolutely irreconcilable!

He loves everything, but this guy is definitely not included!

He rushed to the wall of the illustrated book to drive this guy away, but he hit the wall with a snap, and his head roared.

Damn it, how could such a hateful thing happen? This is the space between him and his father, and no more inexplicable existence is allowed!

There is a big enemy on the other side of the wall, and He will definitely drive this guy out! Get kicked out!

The black guy opposite seemed to be still sleeping, sitting there, sleeping soundly. Little did he know that a little white bird next door was staring at him with a ferocious look and full of hostility.

It was said that a day had passed outside, and Hughes worked all night before finally replicating the blackbird's body 1:1.

Feathers are too difficult to shape. If you are not careful, they will have a plastic texture and cannot achieve the true fluffy and natural look.

Yesterday, he listened to the gray cat's suggestion. Since the black bird's body is broken, he should create another body for him. It just so happened that he had the skill of creating things, which made him a professional counterpart. Instead, he wanted to think, why didn't he think of it before?

Because "consciousness transfer" is not something that can be done easily. At least in Hughes's cognition, this kind of magic operation is almost unheard of. If you want to talk about organ transplantation, he will not be surprised, but consciousness Transplantation is a bit science fiction, and he really couldn't think of this method.

However, the gray cat and the red cat teamed up to successfully accomplish this seemingly difficult thing.

Yesterday, Hughes watched them succeed and couldn't help but feel surprised. He thought to himself that this might not be difficult, but he thought it was difficult, or he didn't think of it at all.

The road is always made by people. In critical moments, you can't care about anything else.

Try everything you can.

Fortunately, my child is capable, and such an extraordinary magic operation was completed.

Therefore, in order to save the black bird, he temporarily created the prototype of the little black bird, added one to the creation illustration, and followed the little white bird Parde.

By coincidence, the little white bird and the little black bird look quite similar, even almost identical.

Perhaps it was because he still had the same touch that he used to create Parder, so he continued that touch when shaping the Blackbird. The preliminary models were lined up together, and the two looked almost like twins. The only difference was a feather. It is white with golden eyes, and the other feathers are black with gray mist eyes.

It's also inexplicably like a mirror image, completely symmetrical.

It's a pity that I was too hasty. The model of the black bird is far from refined enough, and the feathers seem to have no detail and weight at all.

However, after using the skill for a long time, the CD will become exhausted. This cannot be done forever, so Hughes had to choose to rest. He opened the illustrated book and saw that the little white bird seemed to be moving. He looked through the box at the black bird next door, its big eyes bright and bright.

"Is He curious about His new compatriots?"

Hughes blinked.

Definitely not out of curiosity!

Although the gray cat couldn't see the system illustration, he could fully predict the collapse of the God of Light.

Just imagine, if you were sleeping well in your nest, and you woke up next door to a neighbor, an old enemy you had fought for tens of thousands of years in your previous life, who came to steal your father's property, would you be able to calm down?

Love again

No creature can love its old enemy, can it? Light and darkness are naturally opposites! Problems will arise only if nothing happens if you put them in one place.

And Hughes was still saying: "When the blackbird wakes up, the two of them will definitely become good playmates."

My dear father, it would be better if the two of them did not fight a war.

The red cat patted his forehead with his paw. His father's cub filter was too heavy. These two had been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and their murderous intentions were written into each other's DNA. If they were put in a box, a war would break out.

But Hughes looked at them with interest, as if he was watching his precious child, his lip lines raised, and he continued with relish.

"You are so energetic when you are born. You will definitely be energetic when you grow up."

Isn't it? They are not only spiritual, but also nervous! The gray cat's eyes were gloomy, a little regretful for making his compatriots sad. After the God of Light, even the God of Hades came. There won't be others in the future, right?

No, we must strictly guard against it. Even if any god hangs himself in front of them next time, they will never allow it! Oh no, you can’t even give him a chance to hang himself!

The little white bird was unaware of the sight outside and was still in a rage. It flapped its little wings and stared at the motionless little black bird next door, unaware that it looked extremely cute.

Hughes thought to himself, if he filmed this in modern times, it would be played a million times.

His cub was so cute that his heart melted, and he really didn't know what to do.

After a while, the blackbird finally woke up.

Of course, he was immediately aware of the hot sight next door. Isn't it the God of Light, his old enemy that he has fought for tens of thousands of years?

Yo, old enemy, what's wrong with you?

Didn't expect that? Haha, your father is also my father!

He looked at his old enemy with suspicion. He had just recovered from a serious illness and was still very weak, but he did not forget to show off his hatred in front of his old enemy.

When the little white bird heard this, he chirped in anger, and became so angry that golden light flashed all over his body, illuminating the entire box in an instant.

Hughes had never seen such a situation before and was stunned. Hmm... Is this illustration a three-dimensional space? Not flat? Can light still travel here?

Ah, indeed, after all, Parde moved inside, although this has never happened before.

Hughes couldn't believe it, he was pleasantly surprised, and thought it was okay for the little Zaizai to play around. Blackbird seems to be fine now, let's rest for now.

It happened that guests came outside and it was time to receive them.

Hughes closed the system panel, and not long after, the little white bird became so angry and so energetic that it actually knocked open the box and pounced on the little black bird next door.

The little black bird paused, looking confused, thinking that this box could still be knocked open! But the old enemies are here. How can you admit defeat when you fight with your old enemies? Fight, must fight!

Let you know that eternal night is better than eternal day! Haha, let’s have a battle after thousands of years!

From the outside, the fight between the two birds looks like two fluffy dumplings bumping into each other. This one was knocked down by the other, and it immediately jumped up again. It wanted to retaliate against the other, and it was difficult for the two behind them to roll together. They couldn't tell each other apart, and they talked trash to each other and went back and forth.

Little Black Bird: Haha, you are very stubborn, aren't you? Then let the mythical war come here. Light and darkness will once again decide the outcome. This is the war of gods!

Little White Bird: Get out! This is my place! Get away from my father!

The war between light and darkness breaks out,

The feathers were scattered everywhere, and his head was about to be pecked bald by the other party.

Obviously, the little black bird had just recovered, his body was weak, and he was at a disadvantage.

His body has just been modeled, and the bones and muscles have not been designed yet. The weight of the feathers is still weird, and it is difficult to stand. But this does not prevent him from fighting against his old enemy. Does war depend on strength? No. , it’s momentum, no matter what happens at the moment, you can’t lose momentum no matter what you lose!

Hum hum, the smelly bird looks at its claws!

The little white bird's big eyes were golden, and he released the power of the God of Light in an instant.

Steal my father and peck all your feathers.

The two birds fought fiercely, with a fierceness that had not been seen in thousands of years.

At this time, outside.

Hughes was talking to the customer, and said in a gentle voice: "Yes, I am just the front desk agent of the antique shop. I don't know the whereabouts of Priest Xilin. I'm sorry that I can't solve your problem."

The guest smiled and turned his head, revealing an unusually resolute face.

He was wearing an old and simple overcoat and looked ordinary, looking like a slightly powerful ordinary person.

"Really, I haven't seen Priest Xilin for a long time. I came to the Os Empire this time just to find him. It seems that I will miss it this time. I really hope that he will venture back soon."

Hughes nodded, thinking that this person should be an acquaintance of Priest Xilin, "I also hope that Priest Xilin will come back soon."

While they were talking, the red cat and the gray cat were watching from behind. Their cat eyes blinked at a very high synchronization rate. They were just in the shadow of the store. They didn't know what they were thinking. They didn't seem to have much thought about the customer.

The old gentleman looked at the ancient five-pointed star coat of arms on the wooden frame and said nostalgically: "Every time he comes back from an adventure, he will bring back some treasures. I always look forward to it."

Hughes heard that this person must have come to see Priest Xilin for something. He might have come to get something. Unfortunately, Priest Xilin was not here, and he didn't know much about the things in the antique shop.

Hughes thought for a moment and said, "I heard Priest Xilin say that the antiques in this antique shop are all treasures he got from his adventures."

Most of them are valuable things, but there is no market, because almost all of them are cursed props. You can call them precious, and they are indeed precious. After all, they are rare. Whether they can be used is another matter. Even if they can be used, it is another matter. Useful, in case the curse is also brought along.

No normal person would like to buy a cursed prop and keep it at home, right? Unless you'd rather risk a curse than use a certain item.

In addition, this antique shop looks ordinary, but it is actually equipped with multiple high-level magics. One layer of defensive magic is exposed to the outside to prevent thieves or robbers. The two layers of magic suppress the curse in the store, so basically no one can steal it. Something, as long as the person is in his right mind.

Before leaving, Priest Xilin specially reminded him that it doesn't matter if the antiques are lost, just let them be lost. As long as they can be dealt with properly if they are stolen, when you are in an antique store, you should be careful about the antiques in the store and be careful not to be affected by the curse. It doesn’t matter if you can’t sell it.

In this way, Hughes is considered a good shopkeeper. After all, he has not lost any antiques, and as for thieves or robbers... he has never encountered a thief or a robber.

The old gentleman was obviously very familiar with antique shops. This was not his first time here. He also observed the antiques in the store one by one and said with emotion: "Don't look at these ordinary things, some of them are very old...maybe as far back as six or seven thousand years." forward."

Hughes was a little surprised,

"So long ago?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he might be the oldest thing in this antique shop, right? All these antiques may not be as old as he is.

The Demon Era lasted for more than 7,000 years, and the Human Era is now 1034, so he is at least an antique from more than 8,000 years ago. So...can I be considered an antique shop? Coupled with the several Zaizai at home who are also of similar age, the age of the antique shop has suddenly come up.

The old gentleman smiled, as if he remembered something, "I heard, are you still a student of Grand Instructor Matros?"

Hughes nodded and said kindly: "You may not believe it, but I have never met Matros, and I don't know why he chose me as his student."

The old gentleman said "Huh" and showed a puzzled expression, but after thinking about it, he said: "This is normal. Most high-level magicians have weird tempers, especially Grand Master Matros. He will not accept them casually. Student, now that I have accepted a student, I cannot leave you alone. Maybe I am secretly observing you somewhere."

Zeus was surprised and asked, "Will it?"

The gray cat behind him suddenly stomped and his eyes wandered.

The red cat was unhappy and stepped on the gray cat's foot with one claw, and the gray cat almost jumped out of anger.

The old gentleman seemed to understand magicians very well and continued, "Why not? Magicians have to take on students for life, so they naturally have to consider the other person's character, observe and understand, so as to teach according to their aptitude. Teaching is also a kind of intelligence work."

Zeus nodded and sighed, "Is that so?"

When he was alive, magicians did not have so many rules, and there were not even many magicians. Everyone was not in a position to set rules for others, let alone that kind of skills. Now that the times have changed, there are really more and more rules. If you are not careful, you will become a person without "common sense".

When he said that, Zeus noticed that the old gentleman was wearing a pentagram necklace on his chest.

It was made of silver and inlaid with gold edges. There was no special craftsmanship. It looked ordinary, but it was a little big, about the size of a fist, so it was very eye-catching.

The old gentleman noticed his sight, lowered his head, and said lightly: "This is the magical necklace blessed by the goddess of luck. Thanks to it, I have avoided a lot of bad luck."

"The God of Luck?"

Xius had a little impression. He had seen the true human form of the God of Luck from a distance.

The God of Luck appeared as an extremely beautiful woman at that time, with pure black and translucent skin, beautiful and smooth contours, and an unusual dressing style, which was very surreal. The geometric aperture behind the head, plus the extremely structuralist dress cutting design, can leave a deep impression at a glance.

The God of Luck has blessed the other six heroes, but for some reason, he has not blessed him.

At that time, Xius thought he had done something to make Him dissatisfied or something, otherwise why was there such a difference in treatment?

In short... He felt that the God of Luck was a very avant-garde and friendly god. At the same time, He also had some embarrassing hobbies, such as love of dressing up. Whether it was a person or an animal, if it fell into His hands, it would be dressed up and tossed around like a Barbie doll for several times, and even the gods were not spared.

He still remembered that one of the conditions for praying to the God of Luck for blessings was to let Him dress up as many times as He wants.

What an extraordinary interest

.

However, all gods are like this, so it's not surprising.

Then again, when it came to Him, His title was still the God of Luck, but now it has become the Goddess of Luck, which means that His image is basically fixed, and He no longer changes genders, one gender during the day and another gender tomorrow.

At this time, the old gentleman didn't know what he was thinking, looking outside, and suddenly said regretfully: "Since Priest Xilin is not here, I will leave first."

Xiu Si nodded, "See you later."

The old gentleman's eyes turned, hesitated, and said: "I don't know if Master Matros has told you that the Os Empire is about to face a disaster. If possible, you'd better leave quickly."

Xiu Si was silent for a few seconds and asked: "What kind of disaster?"

The old gentleman said seriously: "At least it is a disaster at the level of destroying the country. Any human being in the land of the Os Empire will be affected."

The level of destroying the country is already terrifying, and he actually said "at least the level of destroying the country". This scale is too large, but it is a bit unrealistic.

Hughes paused, thought for a moment, and replied, "Thank you, I see, I'll see for myself."

The old gentleman took a last look at him, took off his hat and said goodbye very politely, "I hope we'll have another chance to see each other."

"Me too."

Hughes stood at the door and watched the old gentleman turn the corner and gradually disappear into the crowd.

At the same time, two cats slowly walked behind him. They stood at the door with him, looking up at the passers-by, either concentrating or tilting their heads.

The wind and snow were lighter today, the temperature rose, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

The dark clouds of the Kingdom of Light faded away, and seeing that the empire was fine, the people resumed their usual spirits, talking and laughing on the streets, coming and going normally.

Among them, some people were chatting.

"The Kingdom of Light was defeated, and the empire was safe and sound. We are indeed a country protected by the goddess of harmony and the goddess of happiness. Peace always comes under the gods and blessings."

Under the influence of history and culture, some inertia of thinking still exists, and people will instinctively pray and thank the gods for their protection.

This is understandable, because humans have not really risen, especially in the field of thought and spirit.

The latter is the most troublesome, and we must really do a good job of education.

At this time, someone said: "Compared to the gods, shouldn't we be more grateful to the imperial magicians and soldiers who guard us?"

Others listened, their faces changed slightly, and someone said: "Ah, that's right, without the protection of the empire, ordinary people have a hard time living in this world where monsters are rampant, how can we end it?"

"Haha, you have to add a qualifier. The empire in the past was simply the abyss of the world. Now it has finally gotten better, and we have to thank that majesty."

"But to be more serious, it was the Abyss Monarch who defeated the Kingdom of Light. Maybe we should also thank the Abyss Monarch?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the street changed subtly.

Because the Abyss Monarch is a very special existence. They are definitely not the traditional evil abyss demons. Most of them are rational and intellectual, and some are even emotional, just like humans.

But what is the subtle difference, because there are also high divinity among them, such as Agares.

He is a genuine world-class, legendary sage.

Having said that, the reason why the Abyss Lord suddenly took action against the Kingdom of Light has not yet been found out. So what exactly is the situation?

Hughes was silent for a while, thoughtful, and after a few minutes, he turned back to the antique shop.

Humanity is making progress, and we must make progress as well. We must seize the time to restore the game system. Hughes's consciousness has improved again.

Almost at the same time, the gray cat secretly said to the red cat: "No, that person is a dependent of the goddess of luck."

Of course I discovered it. His divine power is always very public. It would be difficult not to discover it. ?[("

Moragos clapped his paws and suddenly remembered.

"I remembered, was it that Beelzebub was cursed once because he refused His masquerade?"

Impos nodded: "Oh, this happened before. But it seems like it wasn't rejection. It was Beelzebub who had forgotten it, right?"

Moragos chuckled, "Isn't forgetting a kind of rejection?"

Imposs also felt, "That's right. How could I forget if I really want to go? We know the memory of that guy Beelzebub very well."

But to be honest, no one wants to go to the masquerade of the Goddess of Luck. He is not a war pervert like the God of Light or the God of Hades. He will not fight with you, but it will be very troublesome if you offend him. The gods in the sky can not Give face to any god, except the face of the goddess of luck. You have to give it even if you don't want to, otherwise you will be given a curse and you will be in bad luck for thousands of years.

Moragos recalled: "So, Beelzebub is bold enough. Isn't he afraid of the debuff of the God of Luck?"

Imposs: "He never plays his cards according to common sense."

After saying that, they were silent for a while, then suddenly looked at each other and saw each other's shock.

Imposs: "Speaking of which, why haven't Eliog and Beelzebub returned yet? It won't take them so long to investigate the subspace."

Definitely not necessary. Any one of them can enter and leave the subspace at will, let alone two of them.

Did something happen to him, or did something happen to that alien god?

Moragos didn't appear to be worried about his compatriots at all. Instead, he was gloating, "Let's just say, the ranking is just the order and does not represent the strength. I won't be able to go to the subspace for so long and not come back."

They still don't want to see their compatriots as before.

After all, without those two, there would be more space around my father.

Imposs: "Maybe there was an accident, but with their strength, it's only a matter of time before they come back."

Moragos was unfazed.

And as expected.

After Hughes came back, he soon discovered that besides Vasak, Eliog and Beelzebub were also sleepy and didn't wake up for most of the day. What was going on?

The gray cats clattered out, indicating that they were too lazy.

Xiusi paused and thought to himself. Aside from Vassago, after all, Vassago’s essential setting includes one of the things he committed in the second chapter: laziness. But Eliog and Beelzebub are obviously not, right? They used to be hard-working children.

But it’s not easy for Hughes to wake them up. What if his children now like to upgrade in their dreams?

The landscape needs to be opened up, times are changing with each passing day, and we can no longer look at the world with our previous ideas.

-

At the same time, Feili and the diplomats sent away the investigation team of the Continental Human League and once again concluded friendship and mutual assistance.

Neither side said much about the relationship because it was unnecessary.

The Senate of the Continental Human Alliance has made a decision not to interfere in any actions of the Os Empire.

Help is also a kind of intervention, so it is basically impossible for the Continental Human Alliance to help them.

In contrast, the young members of the House of Representatives were somewhat interested in helping.

Because no matter what, the Os Empire is also a big country with a population of more than 40 million. Are you sure that you want to ignore so many people until they die?

Although there is nothing they can do about it.

Countries that have been successfully invaded by subspace gods in history have ended up being destroyed and ceased to exist.

They have to use half of the continent's strong men from the Human Alliance to specifically deal with alien gods, but you know it's impossible after saying this.

Because most of the strong men in the Continental Human Alliance have their own places to protect, and dangers are everywhere, why should you put down your immediate concerns and save a country that has refused your help?

Strong people also have tempers. Or rather, more temperamental.

"So... we just don't care about the Os Empire."

"They should handle it themselves, and I heard that the brave Roger is in the Os Empire."

"This is good news. Has the brave Roger gone out for the Oss Empire?"

"But you also know, right? The brave Roger's strength is declining. I don't know if he can survive this crisis."

The Continental Human Alliance sent back half of its people, leaving half behind for observation and research records.

They discovered that one of them was missing and were investigating, but the missing person might not be found for a while.

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other side.

The Austrian Empire's frontline investigation team sneaked into Duke Feynman's mansion and found that there was no one inside. In the huge noble mansion, everything was empty, not even furniture.

"Duke Feynman actually ran away."

"Now that things have happened, there's no need to pretend anymore."

Frontline investigators immediately reported that the intelligence was wrong.

After Luo Jie knew about it, he thought: "Next, they will definitely use any means to clear the obstacles for the arrival of gods from other worlds."

Feili added: "Well, we must pay special attention to symbols, heraldry, rituals, especially gatherings. There will not be only one apostle. They will definitely develop offline and form forces to cause chaos."

Roger looked at Feili: "Erinson will expedite the cleanup of the legacy of the previous king. We are responsible for strengthening the investigation and elimination. Not only the Imperial City, but also all major cities outside the Imperial City should pay attention."

Feili nodded heavily and quickly led the people out after a few seconds.

There are not enough garrison personnel in the city, so troops must be transferred from other places.

What really motivated young people. In his twilight years, Luo Jie looked at them and felt a little bit reminisced, remembering the adventures they had as a few brave men.

It’s true, people love to reminisce about the past when they get older.

At this time, an old soldier murmured: "I don't know how long it will take for the eldest princess to come back. I hope everything is okay."

Roger was silent about this.

The curse on the royal bloodline is also a source of unease. In order to gain strength, the king of the previous generation sacrificed his entire bloodline, including all blood relatives.

Logically speaking, after the sacrifice is determined to be successful, except for the previous generation

All blood relatives except the king will die in an instant. The magician at that time tried his best to stop the sacrifice and protect the royal bloodline from being completely wiped out, but it was replaced by a bloodline curse, which was mixed with debuffs such as [Short Life], [Drowsiness], [Stupidity], etc. It was very troublesome and could only be used Magic resistance.

These are not the most troublesome.

What Luo Jie is worried about is... the bloodline curse will lead to the "apostleship" of all royal bloodlines.

There are three major challenges to overcome. Is their current strength really enough?

Luo Jie thought for a moment and said: "It must be enough even if it's not enough."

-

Meanwhile, the other side.

Someone smiled ferociously like a monster: "Brave Roger, we were going to let you go, but you insisted on getting involved."

-

It's 3:30 in the afternoon.

Hughes looked at the antique shop, thinking that the creation skill CD was almost here, and wanted to check the situation in advance.

The result is that you don't know it until you look at it, but you can see that your system illustration is in a mess, as if it has been graffitied by someone.

"...!"

Houston paused, dumbfounded.

Because he also saw two little birds rolling together in embarrassment, and the box was full of black and white bird feathers.

What are you doing?

No, wait, are these illustration boxes actually interoperable?

Hughes' ability to understand was severely impacted, so much so that he was stunned for several seconds.

What did my child do in the system illustrated book? How could he end up like this?

It took a lot of effort to build the model. It was difficult to build the feathers. How could it become bald? Can this, can this be restored?

Hughes's eyes went dark and he didn't react.

Only then did Black and White Bird realize that his father was watching outside!

Oops! Oops!

They immediately stood up and quickly gathered their feathers.

But this scene makes absolutely no sense. No matter who sees it, it looks like they have just finished a fight. Can they let their father know about their fight?

cannot! In the little white bird's self-conception, he is his father's good boy!

They immediately started to move. When Hughes came back to his senses, he saw them leaning on each other and standing up next to each other.

Like two dumplings supporting each other. They also repaired the walls and stayed in their own nests.

No, this is fixed? !

Hughes was puzzled by this situation, so he asked, "What are you doing in there?"

They all said in unison that they were playing a game.

But what kind of game would be like this? This is obviously a fight, right?

Hughes was suspicious, but the next second he saw them preening each other's feathers very lovingly, their little dumpy bodies touching each other from time to time. How can I say the whole action was just cute, so cute.

The picture is so beautiful that it shakes one's sanity.

Hughes subconsciously said: "So they are just playing."

The gray cat slapped his forehead, thinking that although he didn't know what was going on, his father seemed to be easily persuaded again.

"but……"

Hughes approached the panel, looked at the little black bird and said, "You still need to be more refined. Don't move around before that, you know?"

Blackbird nodded, his well-behaved appearance hardly resembled that of the God of the Underworld who suppressed the heavens.

The little white bird gritted its teeth, really wanting to break the wall again and defeat this guy completely.

However, He was a little tired from the beating and became sleepy all of a sudden. The cub's body always seemed to be very sleepy.

Gradually, he actually fell asleep, and the last thing he saw was his father's calm eyes.

He felt a little guilty for not fully achieving his father's wishes, but he really couldn't like that guy!

Seeing them stabilize, Hughes gradually relaxed and whispered, "You must live in harmony in the future."

For a few minutes, Hughes focused on rebuilding the little blackbird's body.

Fortunately, the entire panel image was restored, and he only had to make modifications to the panel image.

Hughes quickly devoted himself to his work and became more and more proficient in using his creation skills.

At first, he just felt that he was more efficient, but after ten minutes, he felt that his imagination, design ability, etc. were improving.

It is a kind of physical progress and sublimation that can be felt...spiritually.

It feels like you are in a dream, drifting under the deep sea.

His realization was completely revealed to the outside world, and the sudden leakage of magic power shocked even Imbos.

His father was only level 26, but his aura was completely above the maximum level!

Inpos stared at Xius blankly, and felt that his father was about to enter an unprecedented great realm! !