After the Lord of th Chapter 106.1

The sun was setting in the west, and a murderous intent suddenly arose.

Before Vassago could speak, Botis suddenly raised his hand, black light flickering at his fingertips, and the authorities [Sin] and [Punishnt] were imdiately activated.

However, nothing happened to the apprentice’s body, except that it was shrouded in several layers of gray mist. He seed to possess an authority that could block the effects of other authorities, preventing all authorities targeted at him from taking effect, blocking them outside.

Botis let out a cold laugh, his snake pupils contracting as he released terrifying magical power.

The gray mist imdiately began to tremble, as if bearing enormous pressure.

Vassago narrowed his eyes.

Nine pure black arrows suddenly appeared around the apprentice’s body, instantly piercing through him. The arrows carried chains that bound his entire body, locking down vital positions like his waist and neck. The gravity forced him to his knees, his head smashing into the ground, his hair disheveled and spread out, his face covered in blood.

For an ordinary person, this impact force would have been enough to shatter their skull, cause brain trauma, and kill them instantly.

The pure black chains then pierced through his palms, arms, knees, ankles, internal organs, and other positions, firmly pinning him to the ground.

Vassago stood coldly one step away from him, looking down with eyes full of killing intent.

Finally caught this thing, though it clearly wasn’t its true form.

The apprentice was covered in blood and remained silent, his reaction unknown. His body trembled slightly as he supported himself with both hands, as if trying to stand up.

Vassago’s eyes darkened.

In an instant, the apprentice’s limbs were broken. He fell to the ground pathetically, as if trampled by a giant beast, with all the bones in his body shattered to pieces, leaving him a bloody ss.

“You’re quite bold, daring to walk in even though you knew we were all here?”

Vassago stared at him, seeing that this body was just an ordinary human body, and most likely not the original one but rather a mass-produced copy. Although it had max-level strength, it had no power of resistance under His authority.

He could crush him into a bloody pulp with just a thought.

But how could He do that? He had to cherish this only clue.

Vassago sneered, “You think you can escape unhard with just this level of power?”

“…”

The person’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, as if he was already dead.

“Oh, still not talking?”

Vassago looked at Botis, “You have so understanding of torture?”

Botis walked over with a smile, his eyes extrely cold, examining the apprentice on the ground with interest, and said mockingly. “Of course.”

Even in such a desperate situation, the apprentice still remained silent.

At this mont, Inpos couldn’t help himself and suddenly appeared in front of the apprentice, grabbing his neck with one hand, almost lifting him up, and questioned. “Why do you keep targeting Father? Father hasn’t done anything!”

The apprentice’s body trembled slightly. His face was covered in blood, his nasal bone completely shattered, his pupils filled with blood, his mouth slightly open with blue-gray lips, yet he still showed no intention of speaking.

His gaze was extrely complex, full of hatred and resentnt, his blue eyes covered with a bloody light.

At first glance, it seed like re hostility, however, anyone with discerning eyes could see that his eyes were full of curses deep within.

Countless curses mixed together, thick and turbid, forming the world’s most malicious curse.

They had never seen such an abnormal collection of curses before – even the God of Curses that Father had brought back wasn’t like this.

Just making eye contact with him would be enough to cause an ordinary person to die instantly from the impact of the curses in his eyes.

He suddenly smiled, letting out an eerie low laugh, his blue eyes emitting a strange dark light.

Inpos couldn’t help but frown.

At this mont, Botis raised his hand, and the chains imdiately pierced through the apprentice’s chest bone, disrupting his internal organs.

He frowned, finally crying out in pain, his expression fierce and distorted.

They all knew that he probably didn’t care about his physical body, likely only having a floating “consciousness.”

Therefore, They should target his consciousness, but this “person’s” consciousness sohow couldn’t be locked onto – though it was clearly here, it also wasn’t.

It must be soone remotely controlling this body, but even with remote control, there shouldn’t be no traces at all.

There must be traces of a “connection,” whether it’s magic or authority, he must have done sothing.

Just then, cracks began appearing on his face layer by layer, like porcelain shattering, and his entire being visibly started to break apart.

“It’s useless, it’s useless…”

He muttered like a curse, his tone extrely vengeful.

Botis frowned, the black chains imdiately shredding his flesh and tearing apart his soul.

Beleth’s eyes contracted slightly, imdiately activating the [Word Spirit] authority.

At the sa ti, Inpos also activated magic that prevented transfer.

Beelzebub directly threw out destruction, wanting to destroy his soul, consciousness, everything right there and then!

Under the terrible targeting of several ultimate authorities, his face beca extrely distorted, his limbs curling in pain, and then he shattered on the spot, leaving behind a ss of flesh and bone.

In this completely controlled domain, he actually vanished into thin air. Besides the broken shell and turbid thoughts, he left no traceable clues.

The demons’ expressions grew cold.

Vassago narrowed his eyes, using magic power to clean up and package the remaining things, transferring them to Barbatos.

Barbatos wasn’t here and didn’t know Their situation, so Vassago transmitted a ssage to tell her.

–”This is the body that the mastermind just used, investigate it with your authority.”

Barbatos was digesting mories in her own domain when she suddenly received Vassago’s task. She pondered for a mont and naturally accepted the task.

–”Leave it to .”

Vassago nodded.

Although They had expected that catching the mastermind wouldn’t be so simple, They hadn’t anticipated that this fellow would be so bizarre, disappearing completely just like that.

This technique was almost comparable to Amon’s [Void] authority.

However, Their combined authority suppression must have caused him damage.

Wait, was it “him,” or was it “Him”? (TL: a ‘person’ or a ‘God’)

This might also be a question.

Vassago thought for a mont – that apprentice just now was clearly a “him,” right?

The distinction between humans and non-humans was sotis quite blurry.

It was hard to say.

At this point, Botis said dissatisfied, “Damn fellow, how many divine authorities has He collected, how can He use everything?”

Beelzebub: “When He dealt with other gods, He took their authorities too. He really has many thods.”

Inpos: “Him daring to co ans He was already prepared to escape.”

Beleth: “He doesn’t seem to want to give up. What exactly does He want to do?”

Botis snorted. “Just keep hanging on then. I want to see how long He can last.”

They each had Their own anger, but fortunately none were impatient.

They had been investigating for over eight thousand years, so there was no rush. Besides, the one who should be rushing was the other party.

“However…”

Inpos turned to look at Vassago, his eyes slightly shocked, “Third Brother?”

“Yes.”

Vassago nodded.

After His power increased, His brothers appeared different in His eyes.

Without doubt, Vassago’s eyesight had beco stronger, seeing through everything more clearly. For example, They all appeared in Their original forms to His eyes right now.

“You actually woke up.”

Beelzebub was sowhat surprised.

Because judging from Vassago’s previous state, it seed like He wouldn’t wake up for quite a while.

“That’s right, my essential authority has awakened, though I’m still not quite used to it. We’ll take it slowly.”

Vassago smiled, looking at each of His brothers one by one, as if checking Their conditions.

One, two… very good, so many demons in the family. Why weren’t any sisters around?

All brothers, hmph.

However… Vassago’s gaze fixed on Lelagin.

Lelagin looked back, his gaze both familiar and strange, though his temperant hadn’t changed at all – the unique nobility and elegance of the Elven Ancestor God.

Losing mories didn’t affect the body or general daily life. Lelagin still seed to recognize Him.

Then, Lelagin called out to Vassago, “Third Brother.”

His voice was as cool and clear as ever.

It was hard to imagine that a demon like Lelagin would have cooking as his hobby.

Hmm, a polite younger brother, very good indeed.

Vassago nodded slightly and said to Lelagin. “Welco ho.”

Lelagin was stunned for a mont, then slowly nodded.

“Yes, I’m back.”

Vassago felt deeply gratified.

“Congratulations on your upgrade, Third Brother.”

Beleth was the first to congratulate.

Inpos followed with a word.

The other brothers didn’t say anything, just expressing their thoughts through their gazes, especially Beelzebub and Botis.

Botis’s wariness was written all over his face.

Every brother’s increase in strength wasn’t good news for Him; no one was happy to see their competitor grow stronger. Damn it, if only I could be as strong as Big Brother!

Poor Botis, He didn’t even dare to think about surpassing Big Brother.

Beelzebub was relatively better, his gaze indifferent, though internally he thought – I am the God of Destruction, when I master all powers, I should be the strongest among all siblings!

For a mont, each demon harbored their own thoughts.

At this ti, Cele hadn’t co out, still staying in the bookstore with Father.

Vassago swept His gaze over the situation outside the alley.

If humans saw so many of Them appearing at once, it would probably cause a traffic jam.

Vassago looked up, His eyes indicating the second floor, saying to Them. “Let’s find another place to talk.”

“Alright.”

They all agreed.

A few minutes later, They had all transford into cats, lounging around various spots on the second floor.

The second floor was previously a storage room filled with miscellaneous items. After Lelagin returned, he and Celerios cleaned it up into a living room. Although it probably wouldn’t get much use, it could serve as a place for Them to lay around, play with yarn balls, and such.

In the middle of this living room was a three-ter-long sandalwood tea table, carved with mountains and flowers, both detailed and stylish.

The Devon Rex cat Lelagin was brewing tea. He looked completely like a delicate little cat, holding the teapot, his slow tea-pouring movents surprisingly steady. If Their father were here, he would definitely praise the elegance.

Not all cats liked drinking tea, but Their father liked it, so They had to like it too.

The big orange cat sat properly holding a teacup, His fat legs surprisingly managing to complete a double-folded position.

His belly had already developed so fat, though He didn’t seem to have noticed yet. He ate a small strawberry cake in one bite, then showed an extrely happy expression, His magical power floating dreamily.

After using cat forms for so long, They actually preferred them to human forms.

Although a cat’s brain was only about thirty grams, there were advantages to having a simple brain. Besides, Father liked it!

At this ti, it was sunset.

The Devon Rex cat stood on the tea table, still serving tea.

The gray cat sat on the sofa, its tail swaying casually.

The silver cat lay by the window sunbathing, covered in the evening sunlight.

The Siase cat was active, walking back and forth with its tail swaying, scanning the situation downstairs, looking at who knows what, occasionally showing a smile.

Vassago was still in human form, but in the next second, He transford.

Then, instantly, all the other cats’ fur stood on end.

Because this was too outrageous.

How could it be a lynx?!

The Siase cat jumped up imdiately, owing loudly. “What’s going on, weren’t you supposed to be a fat cat? Why did you suddenly change species to a lynx? Damn it!”

The big orange cat’s small cake didn’t even taste good anymore, His eyes widened, gaze fixed firmly on the lynx’s fur.

Although both were large in size, the lynx obviously wasn’t fat.

Damn you Vassago, you’ve betrayed our fat cat alliance!

…Looks like He was the only fatty left in the family!

The usually gentle big orange cat couldn’t help but grind his teeth, His eyes revealing intense jealousy.

The big orange cat faced a major crisis, His pupils experiencing an earthquake.

Inpos thought to himself, wait, what’s going on, why did Third Brother suddenly change species.

The silver cat couldn’t help but complain. “Vassago, this isn’t even a cat anymore, right? Weren’t we all supposed to turn into small cats?”

The lynx agilely jumped onto the sofa, its tail swaying arrogantly, “Since when was there such a rule?”

What? There wasn’t? The Siase cat was stunned.

The silver cat was dumbfounded, “But Aelioge told

this, He said we must beco cats to see Father.”

Beelzebub, usually clever, was confused about this matter.

The lynx looked at the silver cat with pity, “You were misled by Aelioge. Actually, we don’t all need to be kitties, and besides, how is a lynx not a cat? I’m also a proud mber of the cat family!”

The silver cat’s pupils shook.

That bastard Aelioge, how dare He deceive Him! Saying it was Father’s wish!

“It’s not the sa, you’re basically cheating!”

The Siase cat angrily said to the lynx.

The silver cat suddenly paused, thinking how could Father hold such a large lynx? Showing off for a mont, but losing sight of the bigger picture!

The lynx just chuckled, proudly walking a circle in front of his younger brother, full of showing off.

Silver cat: “…”

The Siase cat childishly grinded his teeth.

That’s about enough, you guys who only know how to play tricks!

Witnessing this situation, the youngest gray cat present was actually the most mature. He clearly knew these guys were just being childish, like kindergarteners, still pulling pranks, too immature, returning to childhood after going back to Father’s side.

The gray cat couldn’t help but step forward to stabilize the situation, “Brothers, stop arguing, let’s talk about important matters.”

The lynx finally stopped patting the Siase cat’s head with his large paw, slowly turned around, looked at Them, and said, “I pretty much know the situation, let

update you about Second Brother’s matter as well.”

At this, everyone beca alert.

The big orange cat exclaid in shock. “Second Brother?”

The lynx nodded, but didn’t put down the Siase cat, his paw continuing to knead the Siase cat’s head, “Yes, and Father’s situation too.”

They imdiately beca serious, their eyes earnest.

The Siase cat was annoyed: Hey, we can discuss serious matters, but put

down first.

And then, the lynx said seriously, “Second Brother wants Father to beco a god.”

The air grew subtly quiet for a mont.

The Devon Rex cat’s hand paused while brewing tea, slowly raising his eyes.

The silver cat said flatly. “Not surprising at all.”

They all vaguely sensed Second Brother’s thoughts, especially after learning that the system was remade by Second Brother.

Second Brother wanted Father to grow, and likely not just simply beco a god, but to beco – the Supre God.