Bachin then temporarily established a group. The group was called the “Infinite Trial Sibling Love Mutual Help Group”.
They all believed that eight out of ten points were correct. However, there were also so blanks that could not be explained.
For example… why did Father awaken the Creator’s profession? Was it a miraculous coincidence, like a bug appearing in a ga, or for so other reason?
Moreover, Father was clearly a non-positioned human without the position that gods possessed. How could he touch the fallen consciousness of gods? This couldn’t be explained by a bug. Could there be a bug on top of another bug?
However, regarding this matter, They could not think of any reasonable explanation. Perhaps only Second Brother knew what was going on. But now, They could not even contact Second Brother, let alone go out.
In the mutual help group, Amon thought for a few minutes and asked doubtfully. “I still do not understand the motive of the Evil of the Universe against Father. None of the reasons seem completely convincing. The first thing that cos to mind is misplaced anger, but He has lived for so long. Could the reason be so superficial? He deliberately pushed Father into the abyss, perhaps not to train Father and make him upgrade.”
Aelioge suddenly said, “And the most important point is that ‘we’ are in the abyss.”
The demons fell silent.
If this was the case, then the initial purpose of the Evil of the Universe in letting Father fall into the abyss was to appreciate Father’s creation ability, let Father upgrade in the abyss, and then lead Them out.
Amon scoffed, his tone suppressing anger, “He really was preditated.”
At this ti, Marbas, who had been silent, said, “Perhaps it is not a single motive, but a collection of multiple motives. Let’s not speculate blindly and wait to investigate new information.”
“But… which one should we deal with first?”
Valefor also spoke up.
The Evil of the Universe seed hostile to the Creator God, or might be redirecting anger at Father, or using Father.
The Creator God’s purpose was unclear, seemingly maliciously playing with humans and suppressing the growth of humans and Father.
If these inferences were true, what should They do?
Regarding this, Morax furiously slamd the table, “Hmph, no matter what Their situation is, the Evil of the Universe and the Creator God should both die. This hasn’t changed!”
Botis: “That’s right. They should both be caught and beaten.”
“Kill Them all!”
“Chop Them into pieces and fertilize Father’s courtyard!”
The hot-tempered demons completely agreed.
The rational demons were each lost in their own thoughts.
Bachin said darkly, “If the ultimate goal of the Evil of the Universe is the Creator God, letting Them bite each other to death might not be a bad idea.”
Beelzebub turned his head. “The Evil of the Universe probably thinks the sa. He also wants us to fight the Creator God to the point of mutual destruction and universe annihilation.”
Indeed. Aelioge said, “For the Evil of the Universe, the universe is not important, but for us, the universe should still exist.”
Marbas said: “Yes, Father would not want the universe to be destroyed.”
“Destruction is easy, creation is difficult.”
As the God of Destruction, Beelzebub felt this deeply.
“So…”
Buer looked left and right, feeling confused.
Marbas stood up, patted his clothes and trousers, and concluded, “The information about the Creator God is too little. Most of the above are our speculations. The current goal remains unchanged: first, capture the Evil of the Universe.”
The Fifth Brother’s statent carried weight, and the demons nodded.
Buer did not understand, “But we are all here. How can we investigate? Wait until the outside Inpos thinks of these things?”
That was almost impossible because their reasoning benefited from Gusin suddenly rembering information related to the Creator God, while Inpos knew nothing.
Valefor pondered and suddenly said, “Let’s look at Uncle Wang’s perspective.”
Wang Chang’er indeed had hope. If He could investigate the Elven race, the hope would be even greater because their race was quite special…
Morax complained, “Sigh, why doesn’t Big Brother release us?”
“Because we are too weak.”
Paimon, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up in a strong voice. “If the final boss is the Creator God, our current strength is far from enough. Big Brother might have already known this information and therefore brought us here to level up.”
The demons were stunned, finding it hard to believe.
Actually, it made sense. Given the relationship between Big Brother and Second Brother, Second Brother had likely already told Big Brother so information. Moreover, Big Brother had been fighting externally for years and could not possibly know nothing.
Big Brother probably knew they were facing a terrifying opponent and therefore wanted them to level up quickly.
Vassago also spoke, scanning the group of demons. “No matter what, what we need to do now is—” level up and train more.”
The other demon brothers and sisters had no objections.
After a mont of thinking, They all grasped the key point.
Half an hour later, Marbas looked at the mutual help group, closed his eyes, operated his magic power, and successfully synchronized His external avatar.
Fortunately, He was not empty-handed and had left an avatar at Erald Lake.
At this mont, the avatar synchronized consciousness.
When Marbas opened his eyes again, what he saw was the scenery of Erald Lake.
He raised his gaze, walked a few steps forward, making rustling sounds on the grass, letting the cold wind blow across his face, and asked from a distance, “Samikina, is this how it is?”
Erald Lake was silent, and after a long ti, there was a response.
“More or less.”
Samikina’s voice was as calm as ever.
Marbas was helpless, thinking that Fourth Brother learned nothing else but to beco a riddle-speaking demon like Second Brother.
But He could not get angry because, after all, Fourth Brother ant well, creating space for them to grow.
Marbas said, “So the entity that was entangled with Father before was truly the Creator God?”
“He matches so characteristics of the Creator God.”
Samikina’s answer was very rigorous and did not directly say it was the Creator God Himself.
Marbas continued to ask, “Was He malicious towards Father?”
“Hard to say. This is a relative concept. Sotis good and evil are one. What looks like evil in your eyes might be good in His eyes. Agares did not elaborate on these details.”
It seed like Marbas was listing answers, and Samikina was like a teacher grading them.
Marbas asked again. “What about the Evil of the Universe?”
Samikina: “The fact that He has repeatedly tried to kill Father is true.”
It was complicated.
Marbas’ gaze darkened.
Marbas was not fond of complicated things, but often, behind a decision, there were many complex thoughts.
Causing trouble for soone might be because of dislike, or it might be because of care.
Killing soone might be due to hatred, or it might be due to love.
Their father was truly unfortunate. How could he be targeted by such complicated entities at the sa ti?
Alas, their kind-hearted father, who had never done anything wrong, was so unlucky.
Marbas thought about this, his eyes overflowing with heartache and affection.
Just then.
Samikina interrupted his thoughts, seriously saying, “Let’s set these aside for now. I’ll ask Agares about them later. Marbas, you’ve been stuck there for over a thousand years. When will you co up?”
Marbas was stunned. He admitted that he had been quite lazy in recent years, not diligently leveling up… Well, he would train then!
“Okay, I understand,” Marbas said, his tone carrying a sense of resolve, unusually serious. He was about to cut the connection when he suddenly rembered sothing and asked, “By the way, what’s the deal with Lelagin’s mory?”
Samikina slightly nodded, looking at the magic cube in front of him, said, “I’m still solving the magic cube. There are so areas that still puzzle , so I won’t say much. What I can tell you is that the Elven race has so clues. What Agares didn’t explain clearly can be investigated through the Elven race.”
Marbas seed to understand yet not understand, but what could He do? Second Brother had always been like this.
After cutting off contact with His avatar, Marbas turned back to the Infinite Trial, and with a thought, His power imdiately operated to inspire a massive demon upgrade.
[Quantity Operation] activated: morale increased by ten thousand points, potential increased by ten thousand points, and—upgrade acceleration increased by ten thousand points!
Marbas boldly changed the values, addressing all demons in the Infinite Trial, “Beco stronger, my brothers and sisters who do not want to be oppressed. The days when our elder demon brothers could casually manipulate us were coming to an end.”
The demons imdiately responded, with morale boiling under the power’s effect, and the Infinite Trial instantly turned into a battlefield.
The day of fighting Big Brother again was approaching!
****
At the sa ti. In the Oedipus Empire at 2 PM. Location: a lawn in a certain park.
Ayni witnessed the demons’ failure to challenge Big Brother, and even Sister Paimon had been captured. Her inner shock lasted a mont before feeling it was only natural.
Challenging Big Brother would definitely result in a beating. But almost all the demons on the continent had been captured… What would She do?
Ayni stretched out Her hand and counted, “Inpos, Celerios, Lelagin, hmm, they are still here.” She filtered the targets and thought finding Celerios would be best.
Celerios would not lie, and asking Him would reveal the situation.
Ayni gave a mischievous laugh and imdiately sent a private call to Celerios.
“Cele, they are all gone. Tell
what you’ve been doing these days. I don’t think it’s just about resisting Big Brother.”
At this mont, the short-legged cat was cleaning His cat’s nest, using His small basket to pick up cat hair.
Receiving Ayni’s private call, He was startled, with a hint of panic in His eyes.
If any elder brother or sister demons were around, He could have asked, but now only the increasingly foolish Lelagin was here, and… the even younger Inpos.
What, what should He do, ow? The short-legged cat fell into a dilemma.
The gray cat nearby seed to have noticed His troubles and walked over to ask about the situation.
The short-legged cat honestly explained.
The gray cat pondered. The family’s demons pretty much knew everything, so telling Ayni wouldn’t really matter.
But…
The gray cat turned to look at the short-legged cat, with a few traces of worry in His eyes. He knew that Cele was afraid of Ayni because Ayni was mischievous, always playing pranks on Cele, though without malice, but not exactly with good intentions either.
So, what should He do?
The gray cat fell into deep thought, looking at the short-legged cat’s paw gripping the small basket, and reached out to comfort Him, placing a hand on His shoulder, “You just don’t reply to Her.”
“But ow.”
The short-legged cat paused, seeming a bit hesitant.
The gray cat smiled, walked over, and hugged the short-legged cat, kissing His forehead. “Brother Cele, it’s okay. I’m here. If She cos, I’ll deal with Her.”
The short-legged cat’s eyes couldn’t help but turn red, and He owed emotionally.
Their conversation happened in the bedroom, unknown to the outside.
Ayni, who had been waiting for a response, finally said with a stern face, “I’ll find out myself!”
At this mont, in the courtyard behind the bookstore, sothing significant was happening.
Xiu Si was introducing the new children to the big golden tiger.
“These are the children I just created.”
Before the mighty big golden tiger stood two small birds, trembling.
The contrast between the tiger and the birds was too obvious, and it was quite a sight from the side.
The little white bird was perhaps better, waving His small wings and very politely greeting the big golden tiger.
“Big Brother chirp, hello chirp.”
The big golden tiger stared at Him, His lightning-filled eyes revealing nothing, but possessing an extrely strong deterrent force that made the little white bird break out in a cold sweat.
Of course, the most nervous was the little black bird, because He had participated in the group beating of Big Brother, though He had only contributed a bit of power. But He dared to say that Big Brother definitely knew.
What, what should He do?!
Would Big Brother send Him away? But He was just a few months old bird chick. If He was thrown into the Infinite Trial, He would definitely die!
The little black bird was terrified, on tenterhooks, afraid that the big golden tiger would suddenly swat Him flat with a paw.
And the big golden tiger truly extended His paw, directly reaching towards Him.
The tiger’s paw was so large that for a bird chick, it was like a sky-blocking shadow.
The little black bird watched His body covered in shadow, the terrifying paw about to descend upon Him, almost scared out of His wits.
However, the tiger’s paw just swept past, like a feint, with a faint electric flash, bringing only a light breeze.
The little black bird was stunned, imdiately wondering what was happening.
When He turned His head, He saw the little white bird was equally shocked and was pointing His wing at His head.
What was wrong with His head? The little black bird raised His eyes and discovered that His raised silly hair was gone, zapped flat!
Feelings of gratitude instantly surged like a tsunami from His heart.
“Big Brother chirp, thank you chirp!”
He actually recklessly pounced towards the big golden tiger.
Xiu Si noticed the movent in the corner and turned to look, unexpectedly seeing a scene of a small bird clinging to the tiger’s claw.
The old father’s heart was instantly pierced.
It was, it was too cute!
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