After the Lord of th Chapter 36.1

Xiu Si could not leave Him alone, and the only thing he could do was [Creation].

Based on the “thought”, he would derive consciousness, then shape His form to stabilize His divinity.

He had never done this before, but this ti, he had to try.

Because this child was too pitiful. He could not leave Him alone, and should try any thod possible for Him.

Listening to the low sobbing, Xiu Si closed his eyes and explored an unknown path, usually needing to return to the source. He recited in his mind, what was creation, what kind of process was creation?

The answer was: imagination – process – result.

There was a vague or precise idea in mind, then through techniques and thods, it was realized, finally obtaining the desired shape.

The difficulty in shaping this child lay in that you might be able to imagine a form for Him, and envision the final modeled result, but your imagination might not match His consciousness.

Before this, including the little black and white bird, he had shaped forms for twenty-six children in total.

However, the shape was not whatever he wanted it to be, but had to follow a certain logic.

For example, when shaping Aelioge, he first contacted Aelioge’s consciousness, knew what kind of child that was, had an impression in mind, and then successfully shaped a form that could accommodate Aelioge’s consciousness.

In other words, if the structure of the shape you created could not suit the other’s consciousness, it also could not successfully accommodate the other’s consciousness, so the consciousness could not enter the body.

To give an analogy, was it like making clothes?

Yes, the form he created was like clothes for consciousness to wear.

The clothes had to be tailored according to the shape of the consciousness.

After the clothes fit, he could continue to refine, designing more details for the clothes.

So, the difficulty lay in how he could derive the shape of consciousness from “a thought” and create a suitable form for him.

Xiu Si believed that as long as there was a suitable form, even if it only contained a thought, the consciousness would gradually recover to what it should be.

Based on this inference, he cald down and tried to open his soul to fully perceive what that child was like.

He was undoubtedly a strand of energy now.

To perceive a shape from a strand of energy, one could tell it was not an easy task just from the literal aning.

But it must be possible.

Xiu Si let his imagination run wild, and quickly thought of how human genes, such small units of information, could completely record most of human biological information, determining human shape and even personality.

The energy of a thought might also record his complete information, but his current ntal power was not enough to extract it.

Then, wouldn’t it work to increase ntal power, to increase ntal power to the level that could extract his complete information?

Xiu Si was no stranger to forcibly enhancing ntal power when he was in the abyss. He was very familiar with this thod. The key was nothing else, just “focus”.

Focus, transform the large into the small, the small into the minute, the minute into one, gathering his thoughts that changed millions of tis in a breath, making them work for only one thing.

——That was, to extract all of his information.

Xiu Si stood silently in front of the stone coffin, leaving the little black bird and the two cats dumbfounded.

The little black bird said, “Is Father trying to save this thought?”

Morax was in disbelief, saying blankly, “Can… a thought also be revived?”

Inpos remained silent, looking at the young man with furrowed brows, “It’s not impossible. Father has always been reckless, otherwise he wouldn’t have shaped so many of our siblings.”

Morax paused, a flash of mory passing through his eyes, and said, “You’re right, I still rember when Father shaped , he consud a lot of ntal power and had headaches for several days after.”

Inpos smiled, “That’s why they didn’t like you when you were just born, especially Vassago.”

Morax choked, saying discontentedly. “You were born after , how do you know these things?”

Inpos: “Buer told . That fellow is too talkative, loves to talk about everything.”

Buer was their 10th ranked sibling, with a lively personality, loved to chatter, enjoyed researching magic potions, initially wanting to help Father with treatnt. She was also a cosplay fanatic, constantly changing. A thousand years ago, she loved to stay on the continent, but later moved to subspace. It was said she occupied a star, kidnapping wise n everywhere to help with her potion experints, occasionally coming out to gather potion materials.

Speaking of which, this wasn’t a big deal, but the problem was that she often set her sights on them for ingredients, like wanting their blood, or even parts of their bodies. How could they possibly just give it to her?

And if they didn’t give it, Buer would really try to snatch it from them when she got carried away.

Except for Baal, Agares, Vassago, and Amon, all the other siblings had fallen victim to her. No one else used siblings to refine dicines except her.

Thinking of this, Morax looked at Inpos and asked, “Do you still have any resurrection potion?”

Inpos shook his head, “No more.”

Buer was also a miser, saying all the magic potions were stockpiled for Father, not giving them even a little when asked. The previous portion Inpos had was only reluctantly given by Buer because Inpos helped her deal with a batch of “ingredients”.

Morax: “Hmph, next ti we encounter her, let’s rob her together and take all her potions!”

Inpos chuckled, “Agreed.”

The little black bird watched their conversation, its black eyes showing so envy, and said, “You siblings have such a good relationship.”

“Huh?”

Both cats turned their heads simultaneously, glaring at it. “Which eye of yours saw that we have a good relationship?”

The little black bird stepped back, its little wings trembling, and said frankly, “Well, although you often shout about hitting and killing, you’ve never actually tried to take each other’s lives, right?”

The two cats tilted their heads in high synchronization, thinking, what does this an, ow?

The little black bird: “When we fight, we’ve often tried to take each other’s lives, even had periods of mutual devouring, although it was later proven that whether he ate

or I ate him, it would end up upsetting our stomachs.”

The two cats suddenly understood.

The “we” it referred to was obviously itself and the God of Light.

The little white bird in the box seed to understand but not quite, unusually not confronting the little black bird.

Looking at the little black bird’s watery eyes, Inpos imitated Agares from years ago, admonishing, “Now that you’ve beco our siblings, stop eating each other. Father doesn’t want to see that, understand?”

The little black bird nodded vigorously, its chubby little body looking cute no matter how it moved.

Inpos poked it with his paw, but not as forcefully as before.

The little black bird turned to look, feeling inexplicably moved, almost pouncing over.

Morax didn’t say anything. He knew that among their siblings, Inpos was considered one of the easier ones to soften.

Anyway, this wasn’t the main point.

The main point was…

They all looked at the young man with tightly closed eyes.

They couldn’t help Father with creation, now they could only wait.

——Hope you won’t make Father too exhausted.

anwhile, above the Aust Empire, black clouds rolled, revealing a huge vortex.

This spectacle shocked everyone.

The alarms of the Aust Empire kept ringing, [Nation-destroying crisis approaching, please return to your hos as soon as possible, residents who cannot return ho please find the nearest building to take shelter!]

The magic towers operated at their fullest, constantly gathering intelligence and dispatching magicians.

“Report! The space around the divine pillars has distorted, countless subspace monsters have escaped, please ask the defense departnt’s magicians to strengthen the defensive magic!”

“All seven divine pillars are threats, our military will destroy them as soon as possible to interrupt the descent of the otherworld god!”

Tension gripped the Imperial City everywhere.

So residents had never seen the military so nervous, feeling both curious and sowhat afraid.

“What exactly is happening, why are the clouds in the sky so terrifying?”

“I don’t know… maybe it’s the gods again?”

Outside the main gate of the Imperial City, subspace monsters had ford a vast army.

They surrounded the Imperial City, spewing fire and water, releasing various high-level magic spells like a tidal wave.

The city’s great defensive magic kept them outside, but so still slipped through. High-level warriors were responsible for dealing with these stragglers in a mobile manner.

So far things were still manageable, as they hadn’t been negligent and had put great effort into defense.

But the problem was what ca next.

Eilinson walked up to the city wall, shaking her head as she looked up at the sky.

Although she had anticipated this, seeing it in person was still different.

This was perhaps divine might. He was finally about to descend, because they had made a grave mistake. He was bringing divine punishnt upon them, although they still didn’t know what exactly they had done wrong.

Looking at the frantically attacking subspace monsters, Eilinson pursed her lips, thinking, “No matter what, we can’t completely give up resisting.”

anwhile, beside the divine pillar causing the subspace rift, a young man in black clothes arrived to attack.

The divine pillar was the otherworld god’s anchor point. Destroying the divine pillar could to so extent slow down the otherworld god’s descent.

This was the ti Luo Jie was fighting for. He unleashed his skills, raising his power to 40% of his peak strength.

“Although I don’t know why you’re so angry, I’m sorry, but as a hero, I can’t stand by and watch you slaughter innocent civilians.”

Luo Jie sighed, looking directly at the massive divine pillar that towered into the clouds.

Many things in life were gray, without absolute black and white distinctions. At most, one could only choose the less dark option.

This world ultimately could not be as simple and gentle as that person.

Then, the black-clothed youth disappeared from view.

After that, the divine pillar shook, and space rippled repeatedly.

anwhile, so young people in the Continental Human Alliance couldn’t suppress their hot blood.

“We can’t just watch 40 million people die, we have to help.”

“We must avenge Hero Luo Jie!”

“The knowledge and abilities we’ve learned are for protecting humanity. If not now, then when?”

A group of young people, filled with righteous indignation, secretly opened a teleportation gate, intending to sneak to the outskirts of the Aust Empire’s Imperial City to help.

But as soon as they stepped out, they saw Sword Saint Simon standing with his back to them, as if waiting for them.

The young people were startled, but still insisted on taking action, claiming this was their independent decision and no one else would be responsible if anything happened.

Simon turned to look at each of their faces, mories flashing in his eyes, his expression gradually becoming heavy.

He said they couldn’t go, but these young people wouldn’t listen, because their beliefs were still so naive and pure. To the elders, it seed extrely foolish, but the elders also couldn’t easily crush this idealism.

Because everyone had gone through that period.

As Simon hesitated, they actually grew bolder, perhaps seeing that the subspace monsters across were increasing, and they really couldn’t stand by and do nothing. So even though the Sword Saint was right in front of them, they still dared to brush past him.

Simon remained silent for a mont, turning to detain them, but soone placed a hand on his shoulder.

It was the Southern Sword Saint Lia.

Lia said, “Let them go, I will protect all of them.”

Simon paused, his gaze questioning Lia.

Lia turned her head, eting Simon’s eyes, “Don’t you trust my strength? If anything happens, I’ll bring them back imdiately.”

Simon remained silent, gripping his sword tightly.

At that mont, battles of different scales erupted in various places centered around the Imperial City.

The ground rumbled, as if countless giants were trampling by.

The sky seed to have been hollowed out, revealing a huge hole.

As despair approached, in the Aust Empire Historical Research Institute, Helen was looking out at the city, her lips moving.

In the Magicians’ Association, many theoretical magicians guarded the podium.

anwhile.

In the basent of the Magicians’ Association.

Xiu Si suddenly opened his eyes, and a small baby appeared in front of him.

Its eyes were tightly closed, suspended in mid-air, with a chubby form surrounded by a bright halo.

Ah, success? The two cats were delighted.

The little black bird let out a “wow” in its heart.

This little one was actually a rare humanoid form, with a halo on its body.

The little one’s eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a pair of eyes that reflected the universe.

Xiu Si had never seen this situation before, and couldn’t help but stare in amazent.

At the sa ti.

Despite all resistance, the otherworld god that was ant to descend still descended.

Inside and outside the city, countless people felt their hair stand on end.

In an instant, all those above level 90 looked towards the sky simultaneously.

But before they could react.

A beam of white light devoured heaven and earth, ti seed to slow down, all people and objects moved extrely slowly, only the black vortex in the sky accelerated crazily, finally eerily dripping down strands of black lines.

The scene was terrifying and ominous.

Even more chilling was the sudden appearance of a pair of giant eyes reflecting the universe and stars.

They moved asynchronously, as if searching for sothing, finally fixing their gaze on one point.

Those eyes seed to flash with a hint of joy, and then disappeared.

Long ago.

Part of the otherworld god’s divine body had once fallen off, at that ti, He didn’t notice at all, just leaving it outside.

Then suddenly one day, that part of the divine body actually produced a sound, it was crying, a very loud infant’s cry.

It wasn’t ringing outside, but inside His mind, very noisy, completely impossible to block out.

He went to find that divine body, only to discover that a consciousness had grown inside it, and was gradually maturing.

Like a god’s infant.

His infant.

He found this amazing, that He actually had a child, sothing that hadn’t happened in tens of thousands of years.

But undoubtedly, in the divine sense, it was the child He had given birth to.

He was curious at first, holding that chunk of energy and observing it repeatedly, developing a strange feeling, seemingly what humans call affection, or what humans call familial love. He didn’t know how long it had been, it was still okay at first, He still had so patience.

But after a while, He started to feel impatient. Because this child kept crying, who knows how long it had been, still crying non-stop, really about to drive Him crazy with the noise.

He beca increasingly irritated, scolding the little light body, “Why are you still crying, why haven’t you grown up yet, why haven’t you beco a god?”

The little light body stopped for a mont, then cried even louder, almost echoing through the universe, nearly making His head explode from the noise.

He was furious, unprecedentedly angry, yet unable to block out the child’s crying. His patience for new life was worn away over the long span of ti.

So He scolded more and more harshly.

“Stop crying, if you cry again I’ll abandon you here, do you understand?”

“If you make noise again, I’ll throw you away. So many gods pass by here, if they see you, they’ll surely eat you up.”

But the child still wouldn’t stop crying, crying even more fiercely, seemingly determined to drive him mad.

“I can’t stand you anymore, I’m throwing you away, whoever wants to eat you can eat you.”

Unexpectedly, His words beca a self-fulfilling prophecy.

In subspace, there was only one kind of relationship, that of eater and eaten, the universe being a vast and complex food chain.

That day, because the child’s crying was too noisy, He could no longer endure it, and really abandoned the child, throwing him at a location, not caring, not wanting to care.

But after a while, He regretted it, imdiately ran back, but there was nothing left at that location.

His child had disappeared, only the crying sound still echoing in His mind.

For the first ti, He felt so anxious, chasing after the crying sound, wanting to find the child, but just as He was about to arrive, the crying stopped. He didn’t know if He could no longer hear it, or if the child had stopped crying. His mind fell into dead silence, without a single sound.

He was silent, then turned to rage, killing His way to the last location He had sensed.

Then He learned that a human king had picked up His child. Not only that, seeing His child was small, with unstable divinity, unable to protect itself, it was the perfect material to attempt a certain thod of becoming a god, so He devoured His child’s divine power.

——Killing His child.

TN:

他=he/him

祂=He/She (big first letter)

Diff characters. “他” is he/him, while “祂” is used specifically to denote respect for a divine figure, can either be “She” or “He”, as a sign of reverence and respect in English.

Thus “He/Him/His” is not an error.

And since so characters (mostly gods, Abyss Lords) specified their gender through their forms, therefore it was easy identifying what pronouns to use (if not stated in the paragraph or sentence)

However, there are also tis that gender or even a sign of their form is not ntioned, like this otherworld god and the infant. The author kept using ‘祂’, honestly, it could be a “He” or “She”, but I simply translate it to “He”, however it could change in the future…Also, ‘祂’ was actually used in the recent chapters when introducing so of the Abyss Lords and Gods (Aelioge, Inpos, God of Light etc), but I changed it to ‘he/him’, fortunately, they were really a ‘he/him’ base on their forms. In the future, I’ll leave the character be, if it’s ‘祂’, the it’s “He/She, if it’s ‘他’, then it’s ‘he/him’.