Chapter 64
Eliog was desperate, shocked by Justin's sudden resurrection, and speechless at Boyer's unexpected self-exposure.
No, can you come here to discuss it? Didn't you notice the huge Sereos next to you?
Sereos was so shocked that he stood there in a daze, his soul almost leaving his body.
Beelzebub also looked excited, but what else could he do now? Can you make Sereos lose his memory?
But at least the brave Justin has resurrected, right?
Their minds were racing, while Boyer continued to work.
Justin opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on Buyer.
He must be confused. Where is this place? Who are these "people" and why did they say that?
He didn't revive immediately, but at least his consciousness returned.
Once consciousness returns, everything will be easy.
The desire to survive is the greatest chance of survival!
As Buyer's magic power was activated, his silver hair turned golden and his eyes sparkled, reflecting the most mysterious magic patterns and exuding an irresistible tyranny.
He who wants to live cannot die.
The so-called magic power should be the most domineering force that can smash all obstacles and crush all rules.
Justin's eyes were blank, but gradually they became clearer. The resurrection potion in his body was taking effect, and the effect was so good that it not only made him young again, but almost turned him back to infancy.
His whole body was emitting light, full of vitality, and he quickly returned to normal.
If it weren't for Buehl's control, Justin would really return to his infancy!
Eliog and Beelzebub stared at the same time, with a look of surprise on their faces.
Although they had seen Buyer saving lives many times, this was the first time they had seen someone being able to save someone in such a situation.
I can only say that he is worthy of being his father's child, the Lord of the Abyss, Buyer. When will this loud speaker problem be corrected? Let him out one day and all his compatriots will know.
Elioge also had a heart attack.
Fortunately, Justin seems to have survived.
At the same time, Sereos next to him lowered his head, his bangs covering his eyes, his face gloomy and his expression unrecognizable.
Buyer said, "Almost done, Nuo, the eyeballs can move now."
He looked at Eliog and Beelzebub proudly. He thought they would be ecstatic, but he didn't expect them to have complicated expressions and their eyes were cast to a corner.
What corner? What are you looking at there?
Puzzled, Buyer turned around and looked, his face changed immediately. Ah, Celeos, why are you here? !
Haha, look at this stupid sister. She just realized that there is a younger brother over there.
Eliog accepted his fate and decided to focus on the immediate needs.
"Buyer, how is he?"
Eliog approached the stone bed and saw that Justin had recovered to his twenties, fully dressed in healer's attire. Could this resurrection potion even bring clothes back to life?
But if you think about it carefully, it should be the influence of Buyer's power, and it has nothing to do with the potion.
Buyel timidly turned his eyes away from Sereos, pretending not to see or know anything.
"Ah, you mean the brave Justin, right?"
He looked back at the person at the table and concluded, "He has been cursed for about two to three thousand years. His body functions are basically destroyed, but his soul is still intact. He is a brave healer. I guess he has experienced many life and death struggles over the past few thousand years, trying to break through the curse, but the mastermind behind the scenes is more skilled and sealed him in this maximum-level magic weapon."
Just thinking about it makes me feel that he has been through a lot. A normal person would go crazy in a few days if locked up in such a place without sunlight. Should I say he is worthy of being a hero? His willpower is not just beyond ordinary people, it is simply abnormal.
"When will he be able to speak?"
Beelzebub also came over and looked at Buyer.
Buyer exclaimed: "Are you devils? He has just been resurrected."
Beelzebub paused and said, if you say the devil, then he is indeed the devil.
At this time, the little black bird flew to the table and found that Justin's fingers were moving and his pupils were trembling, as if he wanted to say something urgently.
Beelzebub: "Do you also want to tell us who hurt you?"
Eliog lowered his eyes and remained silent.
However, the first words of the hero trapped in darkness and cursed after his resurrection were:
“Xiu, Xiu…”
His voice was extremely hoarse, like the sound of an old and broken saw sawing wood.
It seemed as if his newly recovered vocal cords were about to be torn apart just by uttering a single syllable.
The air was silent.
Gods and demons were horrified.
Buyer's eyes were filled with sourness for no reason. "Really... you heroes are all so annoying, Roger is too, and you are too. What are you doing?"
But Justin didn't know whether he heard His words clearly or not, and he continued to try to make a sound.
He just wanted to know if the man was still alive.
It seemed that if he didn't know this, he would die with regrets.
Buyer blurted out: "He is still alive, not dead, and has returned from the abyss. He is safe and sound, and there are many children to protect him. Whether now or in the future, nothing will happen to your brother Xiu again."
“…”
Justin's pupils trembled, but his muscles could not move and he could not make any expression.
However, anyone could see his shock at the moment and... the huge rock that had been hanging in his heart could finally be put down.
Buyer seemed to have seen that he was probably just having a last gasp, so he said in time: "But you can't die, because he wants to see you, and Roger also wants to see you. Sooner or later, you will be reunited and talk and laugh like you did in the past."
"Your regrets are not over yet, and you still have a lot to tell us, so you are not allowed to die, live!"
The refining room was silent, with only Buyer's overbearing orders.
Eliog had long known the demon's willful nature, and was often helpless about it, but only a demon of this kind could say such words.
Did he lose sincerity because of his scheming? Eliorger's eyes darkened.
Boyer's words really worked, and Justin's eyes, which were almost dimming, remained clear.
But seeing how reluctant he was, he probably wouldn't be able to say anything for a while.
Beelzebub did not force it. With them around, Justin should be able to survive. No matter what, the mastermind would not take action. Those who should know will know.
Buyer nodded and said, "Keep it for now. It should be able to speak soon."
It seemed as if the matter had come to an end.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the corner.
"You...did you forget one thing?"
The voice was as cold as a ghost's whisper.
The three demons and one god suddenly felt something was wrong, their hair stood on end, but they did not dare to turn around and look towards the corner.
As we all know, Seleos has a gentle temperament and is usually more docile than a sheep. He accepts everything and never resists.
But this is premised on the fact that you have not angered Him.
Now, they have obviously angered Sereos, and they are still in Sereos' territory!
"Father is back, isn't he?"
Celeos's face was gloomy, and his magic power directly controlled the entire area.
His power is extremely dangerous, it is [deconstruction] and [reconstruction]. Although he is ranked nineteenth, within his domain, no magic can underestimate him.
The weapon refining room was filled with full-level magic weapons. At this moment, they were activated by the magic power of Celeos, floating in the air with clanging sounds, revealing a terrifying murderous aura.
Eliog and Beelzebub widened their eyes and frantically thought of countermeasures.
Buyer wiped his cold sweat, turned around and walked towards Celeos with a big laugh, "Ah, isn't this our nineteenth brother? So you are here too."
Eliog is about to curse the demon, Stupid Buyer, say something nice!
The next second, swords appeared in a circle, pointing at their throats.
The swords are sharp and murderous.
Seleog stepped out of the corner, exuding an ominous aura.
He raised his face, his bangs slightly scattered, revealing a demonic pupil, and black tentacles emerged from under his robes. Countless eyes turned and stared at them.
Buyer's expression was stiff, he could no longer hold it in.
"Where is father? Tell me!"
Celeos ordered coldly.
As soon as the words fell, hundreds of swords shone brightly.
When Buyer is anxious, nothing unexpected will happen.
"In the Oedipal Empire!"
Eliog and Beelzebub were speechless on the spot.
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On the other side, half an hour ago.
Zeus went to the Magicians' Association for something.
Milad immediately went out to receive him upon hearing the news, and said eagerly, "Mr. Isius, if you need any books, just tell us, why did you come here in person?"
Xius said politely, "It's nearby, no effort."
Ever since the news that he was a student of Matros came out, the magicians looked at him with a bit of awe and curiosity.
Especially later they heard that Mr. Isius's mental power value was as high as 97, which was simply amazing!
They generally believed that although Mr. Isius only looked to be in his thirties, his real strength was definitely more than that!
This idea made them keep a certain distance from Hughes, and except for those who were very outgoing, few people dared to approach him and talk to him.
With the presence of Instructor Milad, they dared not get close easily.
However, they also discovered that Mr. Isius really loves cats now. Last time, he brought out four cats at a time. Unexpectedly, he brought out a new one today, but they didn’t see Mr. Isius adopting it anywhere.
Um…wait, is this a cat? Is it a little fat?
As soon as someone thought that, they were glared at by the cat the next second.
For a moment, he thought he was dead.
Mr. Isius's cat must not be offended.
Ten minutes later, Hughes borrowed a lot of magic books. Seeing that he couldn't take them back by himself, Milad arranged for an apprentice magician who was free to help deliver them.
Xius didn't want to trouble others, but the intern was very happy to do so and arranged it in no time.
"Mr. Isius, our library already has a service that delivers books to your home. You have the authority to use this service."
The trainee said enthusiastically.
Xius obeyed respectfully and nodded, "Thank you."
At the same time, Vashak, who looked like a white cat, suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the intern, observing something.
The trainee seemed to notice the white cat's gaze, but did not move. He still smiled, looking polite and friendly, without a trace of abnormality.
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On the way home, Xius took another look at the system news.
There have been too many major events recently, and people are constantly discussing them. After all, human crisis is no joke, and anyone with a sense of crisis will pay close attention.
"The Hammurabi Empire is really something. Why is it so unwilling to accept aid? Is it because they can't save face as the world's most powerful country?"
"Yes, this is a war of peace, and also a war of zones. There is a limit on levels, not numbers. The first round is limited to levels 11-20. This is clearly a good opportunity to crush them in numbers. No matter how many things the Kingdom of Destruction sends, they are not as many as us humans."
"That's right. Numbers are one of the decisive factors in a peaceful war. If they give up the advantage in human numbers and fight with their own people, how can they not lose?"
"But this is a peaceful war against Hammurabi after all. It would be inappropriate for other countries like us to dictate what they do."
There seem to be a lot of conflicting opinions.
This is natural, because the world is so complicated. People with different worldviews and values will have completely different opinions. Disputes are the norm. On this continent, only countries with a unified faith like the Kingdom of God can reach a consensus.
Because their people are either God's creations, God's followers, or various other things related to God.
At sunset, Vashak was dozing off in his basket, his eyes cast downward as he watched the shadows stretching longer and longer on the ground.
Hughes passed by a dairy shop and had an idea, so he went in and bought some.
His little one is in the stage of growing up, I wonder if drinking some of it can help him replenish his body.
When he got home, he made a model of a milk bottle, poured milk into the bottle, and put it in front of the little light being to see if He wanted to drink.
When he looked, his eyes, which had been squinting, suddenly opened. He stretched out his tender hands, grabbed the bottle, and opened his mouth to take a bite.
When she really started eating, her pink face turned slightly red, like two soft marshmallows, and her skin was so tender that it almost broke with a flick of the finger.
He really became healthy.
Xiuxiu pursed his cheeks, looked at Him with satisfaction, and watched Him drink milk quietly.
At the same time, in the sky beyond the sky, a majestic human figure stood alone in the golden light.
Alien God: ...
Obviously, He had never drunk this kind of thing, so He really couldn't tell the taste.
But, logically speaking, if the child likes to drink it, He should like it too.
“…”
It's incredible.
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A few minutes later, the little light body, having drunk its fill and falling asleep, returned to the system box.
Although I don't know his specific condition, I think he has received some nutrition.
There is no lactose intolerance for either the divine body or the demon body, so there is basically nothing that cannot be eaten.
Zeus glanced at the other children and found that they were all soundly asleep and it seemed that they would not wake up easily.
Speaking of which, his little doll has always been lively, but today was the first time it slept for such a long time.
Why?
Hughes was a little confused, and at about the same time, he saw the world news updated.
[The Hammurabi Empire successfully won the power of the Abyss Lord Buyer, and the reserves of magic potions have greatly increased, especially the reserves of high-level anti-curse magic potions have increased by more than ten times]
[Abyss Lord Buyel came to our rescue, a true friend of humanity]
[Abyss Lord Buyel is the only one among all the Abyss Lords who helped. He is really, I am crying to death]
“…”
Xius was stunned. Wasn't this news a bit strange?
Is the wording too arbitrary?
He didn't know that at the same time, a military meeting of Hammurabi's great empire was taking place.
Several people started arguing.
"This isn't news at all. Who wrote it?"
The old staff officer went to the organization angrily.
However, what he got in return was a collective look of helplessness.
The old staff officer felt something was wrong and frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
The team leader replied helplessly: "It was the Abyss Lord Buyel who wanted to make it public to the world as one of the conditions for His assistance to us."
The old staff officer was dumbfounded and completely confused.
The Lord of the Abyss, Buyel...what is his purpose?
What exactly is His conspiracy?
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On the other side, Xius continued to watch the news for more than ten minutes, and he still felt that something was wrong, but this was Imperial News after all, so maybe it was true?
It seems that the Abyss Lord Buyer is quite observant of the contract.
He nodded secretly, his impression changing.
Where he didn't notice, a cat that had never appeared before appeared in the corner of the bookshelf.
He is obviously a short-legged cat with short blue and white fur. His name on the Blue Planet is Munchkin cat.
He hid behind the bookshelf, looking timidly at the black-haired young man, his light green eyes filled with tears.
He must have wanted to go over there very much, but he was too timid to dare to approach.
His brothers and sisters were so bad that they hid the information about their father.
His father, the father he had missed for so long, seemed to have really returned!
But, after so much time, would his father still recognize him? He was so useless, small and weak, the weakest among his compatriots. His presence was so low, would his father have forgotten him? Even if he appeared again, his father might not recognize him.
The cute little cat just took a step forward, then shrank back with its claws, cowering timidly, feeling very uneasy.
He was a timid child and was often laughed at by his brothers and sisters because of his lack of courage.
Even though thousands of years have passed, His character has not changed at all.
My father would definitely not like him. He already has so many children, how could he like him? As Sereos thought about it, his eyes welled up with tears and he almost sobbed.
But suddenly, the young man who was concentrating on reading raised his eyes and called out to the darkness:
"Celeos."
The cute little cat's hair stood up.
"Are you back?"
He raised his head, his large cat eyes reflected the figure of the young man, and then he could no longer hold back and rushed over.
“Meow meow!”
"Baby, are you okay?"
Hughes picked up the short-legged kitten.
At this time, the three demons and one god who were trapped in the space looked at each other.
Beelzebub turned his eyes away: "Buyer, it's all your fault."
Buyer said indifferently, "It's just one more. Seleos misses his father so much, it's okay to let him see him."
Eliorg: "Heh, that's how the devil's bottom line falls."
The little black bird said weakly: "Well...we are locked up, don't we want to find a way to get out?"
The domain of Celeos is completely closed. It's not that there is no way to break through. In fact, you can just break through by force, but that will inevitably hurt Celeos.
Most of their fights were minor ones, and they rarely fought seriously with their compatriots, let alone caused real injuries.
After all, they are compatriots. It is impossible for them to fight to the death unless it involves issues of principle.
And their fundamental problem is nothing else but their attitude toward the Father.
Beelzebub: "I was planning to settle accounts with the goddess of luck, but now it seems I'll have to wait."
Upon hearing this, Buyer looked at Him in surprise, "Are you finally paying attention to your curse?"
Beelzebub paused.
He always takes small things lightly, and he doesn't really realize it. After being criticized repeatedly, he appears not to care, but actually he feels a little remorseful in his heart.
"Who wants to be cursed? I just burned a few of His clothes back then."
Eliog turned his head away but didn't say anything.
Buyer was the first to get angry, "You burned His clothes!"
He seemed to feel the same way, and his cheeks puffed up with anger.
Beelzebub said calmly, "So what's wrong?"
Buyer punched the air, "That's why I said you guys are unreliable!"
You are the top one in terms of unreliability.
The three demons exchanged glances, but they knew it was meaningless, so they decided to wait for Justin to recover.
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On the other side, it seemed to be someone's dream.
The past was shattered, bizarre scenes flashed by, countless faces overlapped and dispersed, and the timeline seemed to be disrupted.
Consciousness is as chaotic as paste, and will is swaying like a flame.
In the midst of a daze, a fragment of memory lit up. It was a quiet summer day. The empty and cold chirping of cicadas kept ringing in my ears, and my nose was filled with the natural smell of flowers, plants and soil, and the temperature that made me sweat.
Why is it so hot? It seems that it is because they went to a location close to the tropics, where the heat is unbearable and irritating. There are also a lot of low-level but very difficult monsters along the way, which makes people irritable.
Justin had a gentle personality, but he became irritable and angry in that overly hot environment, and even spoke without warning.
In fact, in just one day, their team had already had many arguments about the direction of travel. Almost everyone had their own ideas about the route, and said that the path they had chosen was the most correct one. However, they ended up getting stuck in one obstacle after another and were unable to get out of the ominous tropical forest.
At that time, they had only traveled through time for about a month and did not know each other well. His impression of Brother Xiu was that he was "a gentle netizen online", but after getting to know him, he thought he was a gentle friend in real life.
After many times of being stuck in a dilemma and the temperature rising, they all felt angry and had several rounds of quarrels, each one more irritable than the other.
Yes, except Brother Xiu.
That person is very emotionally stable no matter what the circumstances, as if nothing is a big deal and everything will work out.
He once thought that this was a disguise, it was fake. It was impossible for a person to be so emotionally stable. Moreover, that person was even the weakest among them. How could he be so calm and have no emotions at all?
This was too fake and did not fit his view of people at the time. As a person who grew up under long-term domestic violence, he had long been accustomed to his parents' various emotional outbursts, and he became a victim of their emotional outbursts.
Perhaps that was why he paid extra attention to that person. Although he seemed to be getting along peacefully with him on the surface, somewhere in his heart he secretly hoped that that person would lose control of his emotions.
This is something he shouldn't have. At least people who know him think he is honest, gentle and easy to talk to, and even think he is weak and can be bullied, and they don't think he would have such thoughts.
At that time, after ten rounds of frustration, they finally broke out into a conflict. Both of them insisted on their own opinions and thought they were right.
After a big quarrel, four of the seven-member group left the team at noon.
He also felt bored and thought that there was no need for the team to continue and it would be better for them to survive on their own.
In the end, it seemed that there were only two people left in the original camp.
He randomly found a lakeside and started planning how to survive alone in this alien world, but as he thought about it, he couldn't let go of the friendship of his fellow townsmen in his heart.
They came here together, and they finally got used to each other and reorganized the team. Are they going to disband because of a little conflict?
He looked at the lake, his mood was as boiling as water, he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he almost forgot his situation.
It was not until a voice suddenly rang in his ears that he finally woke up and looked at his side in shock.
"Are you okay?"
The black-haired young man appeared at some point and looked at him with concern.
He was slightly stunned, and said subconsciously: "No, it's okay."
"Have a drink of water."
Before he could react, the other party handed him the water bag with a smile.
He was so focused and locked in his own world that he even forgot he was thirsty.
So after he reacted, he couldn't help but take the water bag handed to him by the other party.
As he drank the water, he heard the other person speak softly, "Your career is very important to the team, unlike mine. I have persuaded everyone else to come back, and only you are left, Justin. Can you come back?"
Hearing this, he almost choked on his water and drank the last sip rudely, "Did you persuade them all to come back?"
The black-haired young man nodded. "Maybe they all looked at me because I'm older, so they gave me face. Now you're the only one left. Can you come back? The team can't be without a healer."
He was stunned for a moment, and rarely agreed immediately. As a seemingly good guy, he should have nodded honestly and said something like "Is that so? I'm sorry to trouble you all. I'll go back now."
These words were indeed stuck in his throat and he almost said them out.
But maybe his mind was distracted at that time, and he actually asked the other party back.
"After encountering so many things, don't you have any emotions? Don't you want to leave the team? This time travel has disrupted our lives. Everyone has lost their temper, but I've never seen you say anything. Why can you be so calm? Don't you have any emotions at all?"
He looked into the other's eyes, his tone questioning.
The other party directly admitted, "Yes."
It was just one word, and he was caught off guard and stammered.
"You said you did...but I've never seen you complain."
"Yeah."
The mottled sunlight hit the black-haired young man's face, making him look a little unreal. The young man lowered his eyes, as if in deep thought, and said after a few seconds: "I will complain, but I can't complain in front of you. I don't have any talent or ability. I just want to try not to cause trouble to you. How can I trouble you?"
He was shocked when he heard it, and was unable to react.
"I'm not that calm. In fact, I've always been afraid that you will abandon me one day. After all, I really don't know how to do anything."
Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, the black-haired young man laughed and honestly admitted: "I was worried that you wouldn't listen to me. After all, I have the least say in the team. However, I also sincerely hope that you will come back."
"……Yeah."
The more he listened, the more confused he became.
The other party then said:
——"Seven of us came here, so of course seven of us should leave."
"I hope no one will be left behind. If there are any difficulties, we can work together and overcome them, right? Because we are brave, aren't we?"
After saying this, the black-haired young man seemed to think that this remark was a bit childish, so he had to smile to break the awkwardness, but his slightly red face had clearly revealed his state of mind.
It seemed that he himself felt embarrassed to say it out loud.
But those words really touched him at that time.
It wasn't simply out of emotional appeal, but because... he discovered that the other person was never fake.
What he thought was calm and composed was actually a superficial facade that the other party was barely maintaining.
He once secretly hoped to see the other person's emotions, but the fact was that the other person had always had emotions, nervousness, anxiety, and confusion, but he had always suppressed them under the surface of disguise.
Strength and fragility exist at the same time. Fragility forms strength, and strength covers up fragility.
The other party is just such a living person, just like him, a living person.
After realizing this, an emotion suddenly surged to his heart, as if something had finally been opened up, and his heart could finally sense the cold and heat outside.
What did he answer at that time?
“…”
Justin let the fragments of memory reassemble in his mind, piecing together the smile they exchanged after their conversation, and their stroll and chat as they returned to the group.
It is hard to say how much space that brief period of adventure occupied in his life.
What impressed me most was not even the life-and-death tests, but the casual chats after the tests.
He learned a lot about them, and they learned a lot about him.
...If it were in the original world, they would never have the chance to get so close to each other.
In this sense, this time travel was a good thing, as it allowed him to gain things he had never had before and experience warmth he had never imagined.
Later they learned to find joy in adversity. Although they often encountered difficulties, they always found ways to solve them, until - that person suddenly fell behind.
It was as if someone had suddenly broken a mirror, and the mirror surface was shattered into pieces, never to be put back together again.
Justin's pupils trembled and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"You said you hoped I wouldn't fall behind, but you did."
"Without any warning, I didn't even have a chance to catch you. I could only watch you fall. Then the abyss closed, completely blocking me from seeing you again."
Justin's memory kept surging. He remembered too many past events, and the passion that had cooled down in the past was rekindled in his heart.
A lot of things happened later.
He couldn't see clearly and was dazzled until a white light flashed and the scene before him seemed no longer illusory, but real.
What caught my eye was a white ceiling, which was too bright.
"Why, you finally woke up?"
Before he knew it, a woman with silver hair and green eyes appeared in his field of vision.
"Brave Justin, are you conscious now? Can you still remember what happened in the past?"
Another young man approached, with a cold and dignified face.
"I think he's awake."
Another young man also came closer, his brows slightly frowned, revealing his natural arrogance.
There was also a little black bird that landed on him, looking around with its big eyes. For a bird, it was obviously very smart.
He wondered for a moment who they were, and subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"
Buyer smiled and raised his eyebrows, exuding confidence, "Since you asked so sincerely, I will be merciful and tell you."
Justin was inexplicably nervous about His presence.
Buyer then declared: "Haha, I am your brother Xiu's child, Abyss Lord Buyer! They are my brothers, and also Abyss Lords! By the way, now all Abyss Lords are my father's children, twenty-four, plus a few gods, well, that's it!"
Justin's eyes widened and he sat up in shock.
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