The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 342 - 232 The God of Anxiety is Very Anxious!_2

342: Chapter 232: The God of Anxiety is Very Anxious!_2

342 -232: The God of Anxiety is Very Anxious!_2

Voices were flooding Su Qi’s mind, not as if someone was speaking but more like purer sounds, akin to the low hum of the universe, the tearing of dimensions!

A peculiar aura surged into Su Qi’s body.

At the same time.

[Congratulations to the player for creating a new sequence node!

Currently, Sequence Eight!]

[Please be aware!]

[All costs for developing a new Sequence Path will increase exponentially!

Players are reminded to make all necessary preparations!]

[Upon reaching Seventh Rank, you can create your own Totem within the Sequence Space!]

[Upon reaching Sequence 6, you can upgrade to a shrine!

Collect the Power of Faith!]

[Note, after the creator reaches a certain level in the sequence, other individuals may be initiated into the Hustler’s sequence!

For each additional Hustler’s Sequencer, the creator will gain extra evolution and operation!]

Pop-ups from Paradise appeared at the same time.

Su Qi looked at the scene: “So it has such an effect…” ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

“It seems…

although many difficulties lie ahead, the future is promising.”

The Nihility around him was swirling.

It seemed about time to finish.

Su Qi turned back to glance at the dazzling Starlight Avenue, wondering if others would be baffled when they stepped onto it in the future.

His figure slowly disappeared from there.

Meanwhile…

Deep within the Nihility of the Sequence Space…

Countless ancient spiritual temples were slowly floating, each connected to the Sequence Path, with a continuous flow of Strength surging through them.

Dusty, silent Temples were also slowly awakening.

Beings nailed in the darkest parts of the Abyss, in the Dark Place, silently gazed into the distance.

“Only the old path can be followed…

the era of moving forward, cut off by the Abyss.”

“For countless years, no one has succeeded…

in composing a new sequence.”

“Now…

someone has succeeded.”

“Regrettably…” the being looked into the endless black and white: “Is it perhaps too late?”

—————–

And in the Present World at a certain location.

A giant mountain-like crystal was being slowly cracked open, surrounded by…

a group of people half-kneeling on the ground, their expressions tense as they watched the entity within the stone.

“Crack crack crack…”

The giant mountain crystal shattered with a boom!

And beneath it, the ground split open!

Revealing figures dressed in ancient garb.

Some were no longer breathing, while others were but skin and bones, their Soul Fires barely smoldering quietly.

This scene was also happening elsewhere.

On a large scale, small scale, and even welcoming single individuals—but these ancient sleepers, regardless of their strength, were weakly awakening, regaining their powers, and even the Ancient New Stars that saw no hope or time for their rise in the past…

were slowly opening their eyes.

In any case.

These ancient beings, slumbering for countless eons, had partly awoken, desiring to unfurl their ancient radiance once again within the Present World.

Meanwhile.

In a world filled with the despair of Pollution.

Enormous quantities of Pollutants were fearfully avoiding a place…

a desolate Death Island.

And on the island stood countless Cultists in red robes…

each one half-kneeling, their faces a mix of piety and madness.

What they knelt before…

Was a massive unearthed grave on Death Island.

An entity covered in red Totems was sitting there, its flesh withered like a Mummy, feeble all over, its Soul Fire flickering shakily.

Yet it possessed a terrifying presence that struck fear into the extreme…

all the tattoos etched across its body were the Totems of the God of Anxiety, and its identity was obvious.

The Bishop of the God of Anxiety!

It watched icily, deep red pupils focused on the projection appearing before it, observing everything in the Anxious Land.

The turmoil in the Anxious Land.

The terrible presence yearning to break free!

Suddenly suppressed back down!

The emergence of the Rainbow Bridge…

The apparition of a deep red shadow…

The roar of the God of Anxiety…

All these scenes only made its expression more terrifying.

“Bang!”

Even after slumbering for countless eons, the force it suddenly unleashed caused the entire island to shake!

“Don’t get excited…” Beside it, a Black Shadow spoke faintly.

“Why did it fail…” Its voice was hoarse, as if surging up from the Nine Netherworld.

“I don’t know…” the Black Shadow replied slowly and calmly.

“According to the original plan, the ritual that was laid out over decades, the destruction of a large number of worlds, the gathered power of despair should have been enough to erode and loosen the Anxious Land, to free your god from his entrapment, but something unknown happened inside.”

From their skin, it was apparent that they did not worship the same deity, yet both came from the Abyss, thus they shared a common origin.

“Now it seems our plan has failed.”

The Deep Red Bishop’s veins bulged, staring intently at the figure with outstretched arms in the light and shadow display, his expression one of shock and suspicion, “Who is he…

Why is there…”

He looked at the abundant Black Fog on Su Buxian’s body…

“An Audience seeker of Sequence 9 named Su Buxian…” the Black Shadow also turned its gaze to the display, “I too was shocked by the Abyssal Aura on him, but it must be an illusion.

He seems to have found something valuable in the treasury of the Gods Palace in the Anxious Land, and he must have also made contact with the God of Anxiety.”

“We…

must find him,” the Deep Red Bishop’s voice was hoarse, the recovered strength sufficient to speak in a chilling tone.

“Of course, but he is from Paradise, a very special place as you know; we can’t find him,” the Black Shadow spoke softly, “But he will show up eventually.”

They were even more eager to find Su Buxian than the many forces of the Present World.

“Let’s go…

I need to recover my strength first…” the Deep Red Bishop stood up:

“The great Lord of Anxiety…

will surely return in the not-so-distant future…”

The Black Shadow too slowly calmly gazed into the Black Fog in the sky dome, “No one can resist the steps of the Abyss…

the Recovery…”

And at this very moment.

The hollow eye of the Evil God, watching from beneath the Abyss, gazed upon the endless Black Fog!

A massive surge of Pollutants was violently throbbing, battering at the Seal of the Abyss!

The slight leakage of Pollution!

It was like a plague, eroding the Present World.

It aimed to break the Seal of the Abyss once again, to stir up despair anew.

At the same time.

It was also searching for someone!

To use the most desperate, most horrific methods to make them eternally struggle in agony!

And in the deepest part of the Anxious Land, the God of Anxiety…

its massive body was firmly pressed into a coffin, its limbs cruelly pinned down by nails of Divine Blood!

It couldn’t move its limbs.

But its face was covered in veins throbbing with furious terror!

“Boom!!”

It was roaring!

It was struggling furiously!

Trying to burst forth with everything!

But still, it couldn’t stop a mosquito in the darkness with a ‘buzz buzz’ stereo sound, landing beside its ear and lingering.

The only time there was no buzzing sound was when it came to suck blood, and afterward, it would hover around the ear again, seemingly digesting.

In the hospital,

The Bell-Ringer and Doli silently watched the monitors.

“It’s causing an uproar again…

How many times has it been?”

“About the 30th time.”

They could still hear the roars of the God of Anxiety!

The vibrations shaking the entire Anxious Land, causing thunderous phenomena across the heavens and earth.

The Bell-Ringer didn’t understand, “I’ve checked the ritual, it’s nearly impossible for it to come out now, why make these futile outbursts?”

Doli shook its head too, “Not sure.”

“Maybe it’s resentful about the last time, but the terrible anger is a bit frightening.”

The Bell-Ringer spoke gently, “It’s okay, I expect it will calm down soon.”

Although the God of Anxiety spread unease and despair, this deity’s emotions were actually very stable.

Or rather, callous.

Torturing and killing others, there wasn’t a single fluctuation of emotion.

“Is that so…” Doli silently watched the roiling Blood Sea, feeling like these days would continue for a long time.

—————-

Inside Paradise,

The many players who were breaking through their own limits, suddenly saw new information appear before them.

[Attention all server players]

[The new expansion pack for Paradise has been updated]

[A grand era is awakening, with various forces in the Present World ready to welcome those from the past]

[All players who have stepped into Paradise will face more dangerous instances and will form a closer connection with the Present World]

[And now]

[The system will issue…]

[The Main Quest of Paradise]