After the Lord of th Chapter 64.1

Aelioge felt hopeless. He was shocked by Justin’s sudden resurrection and speechless at Buer’s unexpected revelation.

No, couldn’t you have discussed this first? Didn’t you notice the huge Celerios next to you?

Celerios was stunned into silence, standing there dazed, as if his soul had left his body.

Beelzebub’s expression was equally interesting, but what could be done at this point? Could you make Celerios forget?

At least the Hero Justin had co back from the dead, right?

Their minds raced with thoughts as Buer continued her actions.

Justin opened his eyes, his gaze fixing on Buer.

He must have been very confused. Where was this place? Who were these “people,” and why did they say those things?

He hadn’t fully resurrected yet, but at least his consciousness had returned.

And with consciousness back, everything would be easier to handle.

The will to survive was the greatest chance for life!

Buer channeled her magic, her silver hair tinged with gold, her eyes shining brightly, reflecting the most mysterious magical patterns, exuding an irresistible dominance.

She wanted him to live, absolutely could not die.

So-called magic should be the most domineering force, shattering all obstacles, crushing all rules.

Justin’s gaze was blank, but gradually beca clear. The resurrection potion in his body was taking effect, and the effect was even too good, not only returning him to youth but almost reverting him to infancy.

His whole body emitted a bright light, bursting with vitality, rapidly returning to normal.

If Buer hadn’t been controlling it, Justin would have truly reverted to infancy!

Aelioge and Beelzebub watched intently, their faces full of amazent.

Although they had seen Buer save lives many tis before, this was the first ti they had seen her save soone under such circumstances.

It could only be said that she was indeed the child of their father, the Abyss Lord Buer. But when would she fix that loudmouth problem of hers? If she went out for a day, all their brethren would probably know about it.

Aelioge’s heart was also in turmoil.

However, fortunately, Justin seed to have successfully extended his life.

anwhile, Celerios beside them lowered his face, his bangs covering his eyes, his expression dark and unreadable.

Buer said, “That’s about it, see, his eyeballs can move now.”

She looked proudly towards Aelioge and Beelzebub, expecting them to be overjoyed, but unexpectedly, their expressions were complicated, their gazes directed towards a corner.

What corner? Why were they looking there?

Buer was puzzled and turned her head to look. Her expression imdiately changed drastically. Ah, Celerios, why are you here?!

Heh, look at this foolish sister, She only just noticed there was another brother over there.

Aelioge resigned himself to the situation and decided to focus on the imdiate matter at hand.

“Buer, how is he?”

Aelioge approached the stone slab bed, seeing that Justin had already recovered to the appearance of a man in his twenties, fully dressed in healer’s attire. Could this resurrection potion even bring clothes back to life?

But thinking carefully, it should be the influence of Buer’s ability, having nothing to do with the potion.

Buer timidly shifted her gaze from Celerios, pretending not to see or know.

“Ah, you an the Hero Justin, right?”

She looked back at the person on the table and summarized, “He’s been cursed for about two to three thousand years, his bodily functions are basically destroyed, but his soul is still relatively intact. He was a healer-class hero, and I guess he went through countless cycles of life and death over the thousands of years, trying to break through the curse, but the mastermind behind it was one step ahead, sealing him inside this max-level magic artifact.”

Just thinking about it made one feel he had gone through a difficult journey. A normal person would go mad in just a few days if confined in such a place without seeing daylight. Should it be said that he was indeed worthy of being called a hero? His willpower was not just beyond ordinary people, it was simply abnormal.

“When will he be able to speak?”

Beelzebub also walked over, his gaze turning to Buer.

Buer exclaid, “Are you devils? He’s only just been resurrected!”

Beelzebub paused. If you say devils, we are indeed devils.

At this mont, the little black bird flew onto the table and noticed Justin’s fingers moving, his pupils trembling, as if he urgently wanted to say sothing.

Beelzebub said, “Do you also want to tell us who hard you?”

Aelioge lowered his eyes in silence.

However, the first words of the hero who had been trapped in darkness and deeply cursed after his resurrection were:

“Xiu… Xiu…”

His voice was extrely hoarse, like the sound of an old, broken saw cutting wood.

It seed that just uttering a single syllable was enough to tear his newly recovered vocal cords.

The air fell silent.

Both gods and demons were startled.

Buer’s eyes inexplicably welled up with a sour feeling, “Really… you heroes are all so annoying, Luo Jie was like this, and you’re the sa. What are you doing?”

But Justin might not have heard Her words clearly, and continued to struggle to make sounds.

He just wanted to ask if that person was still alive.

It seed that without knowing this, he would definitely die with regrets.

Buer blurted out, “He’s still alive, not dead, he ca back from the abyss, safe and sound, with many children protecting him. Whether it’s now or in the future, your Brother Xiu will never be in danger again.”

“…”

Justin’s pupils trembled, though he couldn’t move his muscles or make any expression.

But anyone could see his shock at this mont and… the huge stone that had been hanging in his heart could finally be put down.

Buer seed to have anticipated that this might just be a temporary revival, so She tily said, “But you can’t die, because he wants to see you, Luo Jie also wants to see you. Sooner or later, you will reunite and gather, laughing and talking like in the old days.”

“Your regrets are not yet resolved, you still have many things to tell us, so don’t die, live for !”

The refining room fell silent, with only Buer’s domineering command.

Aelioge had long known about this demon’s spontaneity, and was often helpless about it, but perhaps only such a demon could say such things.

Focusing too much on scheming and missing out on sincerity? Aelioge’s eyes darkened.

Buer’s words indeed took effect, Justin’s eyes, which were about to dim, maintained their clarity.

But seeing him struggle like this, it was estimated that he wouldn’t be able to say much for a while.

Beelzebub didn’t insist anymore. With them around, Justin should be able to cling to a thread of life. No matter what the mastermind behind this did, they wouldn’t be able to make a move. What they needed to know would eventually be known.

Buer nodded and said, “Let him rest for now, he should be able to speak before long.”

It seed that things had co to an end for now.

However, at this mont, a voice suddenly drifted from the corner.

“Have you… forgotten sothing?”

The voice was as cold and ghostly as a whisper.

The three demons and one god imdiately felt uneasy, their hair standing on end, but they didn’t dare to turn their heads to look at the corner.

As everyone knows, Celerios had a gentle temperant, usually more docile than a sheep, accepting everything without resistance.

But this was on the premise that you hadn’t angered Him.

Now, they had clearly angered Celerios, and they were in Celerios’s domain!

“Father has returned, hasn’t he?”

Celerios’s expression was gloomy, his magical power directly controlling the entire domain.

His ability was very dangerous – [Deconstruction] and [Reconstruction]. Although ranked 19th, in his domain, no demon could underestimate him.

The refining room was full of max-level magic artifacts. Now, activated by Celerios’s magic, they floated in the void, clanging and exuding terrifying killing intent.

Aelioge and Beelzebub widened their eyes, frantically thinking of counterasures.

Buer broke out in a cold sweat, turning to walk towards Celerios with a big laugh, “Oh, isn’t this our 19th brother? So you were here too.”

Aelioge wanted to curse. Stupid Buer, say sothing good!

The next second, swords and knives appeared, forming a circle pointing at their throats.

The blades were sharp and filled with killing intent.

Celerios walked out of the corner, emanating an ominous aura.

He raised his face, his bangs slightly scattered, revealing a terrifying pupil. Black tentacles erged from beneath his robe, countless eyes rotating, staring directly at them.

Buer’s expression stiffened, unable to maintain her composure.

“Where is Father? Speak!”

Celerios commanded coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of swords and knives glead brightly.

Buer panicked, and unexpectedly blurted out, “In the Oedipus Empire!”

Aelioge and Beelzebub were imdiately rendered speechless.

****

anwhile, half an hour earlier.

Xiu Si had gone to the Magicians’ Association for so business.

Millard, hearing the news, imdiately went out to receive him, eagerly saying, “Mr. Yi Xiusi, you just need to tell us what books you need, why did you co in person?”

Xiu Si politely replied, “I was just in the neighborhood, it’s no trouble.”

After the news that he was Matros’s student spread, the magicians looked at him with a mixture of awe and curiosity.

Especially later when they heard that this Mr. Yi Xiusi’s spiritual power value was as high as 97, which was simply astonishing!

They generally believed that although Mr. Yi Xiusi appeared to be only in his thirties on the surface, his true strength was definitely not just that!

This idea made them keep a certain distance from Xiu Si. Except for those with very outgoing personalities, few dared to approach and talk to him.

Plus, with Instructor Millard present, they were even less likely to approach casually.

However, they also noticed that Mr. Yi Xiusi really loved cats now. Last ti he brought out four kittens at once, but today he brought a new one, though they hadn’t seen where Mr. Yi Xiusi adopted it from.

Hmm… wait, does this count as a cat? Isn’t it a bit fat?

Just as soone thought that, the next second they were glared at by the cat.

For a mont, he felt he was already dead.

One must never offend the cats of Mr. Yi Xiusi’s family.

A dozen minutes later, Xiu Si borrowed many magic books. Seeing that he couldn’t carry them all back alone, Millard arranged for an available apprentice magician to help deliver them.

Xiu Si didn’t want to trouble others, but the apprentice was very willing, and everything was arranged in no ti.

“Mr. Yi Xiusi, our library actually has a book delivery service, and you have full authority to use this service,” the apprentice said enthusiastically.

Xiu Si respectfully nodded and said, “Thank you.”

At the sa ti, Vassago, in the form of a white cat, suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the apprentice, observing sothing unknown.

The apprentice seed to notice the white cat’s gaze but made no movent, still smiling politely and appearing friendly without any hint of abnormality.

****

On the way ho, Xiu Si glanced at the system news again.

There had been too many major events recently, with endless discussions on the streets. After all, the human crisis was no joke, and anyone with a sense of concern would pay close attention.

“The Great Empire of Hammurabi is really sothing. Why won’t they accept aid? Is it because they can’t lower their face as the strongest country?”

“Yes, this is a Harmonious War, also an interval war, limited only by level, not by numbers. The first round is limited to levels 11-20. It’s clearly a good opportunity to overwhelm with numbers. No matter how many things the Divine Kingdom of Destruction sends out, they can’t match the number of us humans.”

“That’s right, quantity is one of the decisive factors in a Harmonious War. If they give up the advantage of human numbers and fight only with their own country’s people, how can they not lose?”

“But after all, this Harmonious War was launched against Hammurabi. It’s not good for us other countries to ddle in their affairs.”

There seed to be many conflicting opinions.

This was natural, because the world is so complex. People with different worldviews and values would have completely different views. Controversy was normal. On this continent, almost only countries with unified faith like the Divine Kingdom could unify opinions.

Because their citizens were either creations of the god, or the god’s favored ones, as well as various other things related to the god.

As the sun set, Vassago dozed in the basket, his drooping gaze catching the lengthening shadows on the ground.

Xiu Si passed by a milk shop and, on a whim, went in to buy so.

His little light body was just at the age of growing, and he wondered if drinking so might help nourish it.

Back ho, he even modeled a baby bottle, poured the milk into it, and brought it to the little light body to see if they wanted to drink.

At the sight, its usually squinting eyes suddenly opened wide. It reached out with tender hands, grasped the bottle, and began to suckle.

It truly started eating, its pale pink face slightly flushing, like two soft pieces of cotton candy, with skin so delicate it seed a touch could break it.

It was really becoming healthy.

Xiu Si rested his chin on his hand, his eyes filled with contentnt as he quietly watched it drink the milk.

anwhile, in the realm beyond the heavens, amidst a surge of golden light, an imposing figure stood alone.

The otherworld god: …

Clearly, He had never tasted such a thing, to the extent that He really couldn’t distinguish the flavor.

But logically, if that child liked drinking it, He should like it too.

“…”

How truly extraordinary.

****

A few minutes later, the little light body fell into a contented sleep after drinking its fill, returning to the system box.

Although its exact condition was unknown, it must have gained so nutrition.

Divine or demonic bodies don’t have issues like lactose intolerance – there’s basically nothing they can’t eat.

Xiu Si took the opportunity to check on the other children and found them all sleeping soundly, unlikely to wake easily.

Co to think of it, his little ragdoll had always been lively, but today was the first ti it had slept for so long.

Why was that?

Xiu Si was a bit puzzled. Around the sa ti, he saw that the world news had been updated.

[The Great Empire of Hammurabi has successfully secured the power of the Abyss Lord Buer, greatly increasing their potion reserves, especially high-level anti-curse potions which have increased more than tenfold]

[Abyss Lord Buer offers help in tis of need, truly a friend of humanity]

[Abyss Lord Buer is the only one among all Abyss Lords who helped, She’s really… I’m crying]

“…”

Xiu Si was stunned. Wasn’t this news a bit strange?

Wasn’t the wording a bit too casual?

He didn’t know that at the sa ti, a military eting was taking place in the Great Empire of Hammurabi.

Several people started arguing.

“This isn’t news at all, who wrote this?”