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The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

Chapter 896 - 506: Reunion with an Old Acquaintance (Part 2)

Author: The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle
updatedAt: 2025-10-30

CHAPTER 896: CHAPTER 506: REUNION WITH AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE (PART 2)

As the anomalies deepened, those creatures moved faster and faster, as if racing against time, eager to pounce further away. The air was suffused with a suffocating aura, constantly feeling their approach. That terrifying feeling surged towards this real world like a tide, as if in the next second, it would be devoured by these entities crawling out of the anomalies!

"Damn!"

Old Huang panicked.

He had already offered the snacks, intending to appease the seemingly ordinary black-haired youth, with various terrifying anomalies displayed behind him.

The words he uttered couldn’t possibly be the cause of such ominous terror; the true reason was these terrifying anomalies, which were becoming increasingly vivid before Old Huang’s eyes, as if stepping out from the black abyss, facing everything in front.

Some sort of whisper echoed incessantly at the ear, seemingly carrying endless doomsday echoes.

There were ghostly streets, underground institutions teeming with countless zombies, and cities of death sprouting unexpected dangers...

Deep in Old Huang’s eyes revealed an unspeakable fear.

This was definitely the Main God Space... The cause of all the ominous outbursts was these anomalies.

But unfortunately...

The snacks were useless.

They didn’t stop the slightest anomaly behind him.

"Su Buxian!"

Old Huang shouted loudly, "What do we do!"

Instinctively, he began to seek help from Su Qi, as if subconsciously thinking that that guy would surely have a solution.

"Snap!"

It was like the sound of a lighter, and Old Huang whipped his head around.

Eyes wide open.

"At a time like this? You still have the leisure to smoke."

At this moment, Su Qi used a lighter to light a cigarette and threw it to Old Huang.

"It’s not for me, hurry and light it for my elder brother."

Old Huang: "..."

Without any hesitation, he did as Su Qi said immediately.

Say what you will... Say what you will...

As soon as the cigarette was lit, the anomalies behind the other party visibly began to retreat rapidly, suppressed by the dense smoke.

However.

The surrounding ominousness, although it stopped expanding and spreading, the colors devoured were still all restored from black and white.

"Why is this...?" The Pigeon God watched, heart pounding.

"Doomsday..." Old Huang spat out these words, his eyes shining with cautious fear.

"... Su Buxian, this time you’ve drawn in an extraordinary figure."

"They’re all our buddies."

Su Qi looked at this scene, not surprised.

From the information known...

Doomsday is the place where everything from the past is buried, including things like the Ancient Paradise, the Main God Space, and even the Terminator can be referred to as Doomsday.

...And besides these, Su Qi still knows of two Doomsday.

One is the Master of the Present World, the other being the Evil God.

But what exactly happened in that buried past history is still unknown, the birth of the Twelve Dimensions occurred after that, he’s also seen the image of the World Tree’s birth, with no leads.

And the current ominousness, as well as that terrifying Ominous Universe, if you speculate from a different perspective, maybe they don’t exist to destroy everything, to swallow every trace.

But rather to cover certain past events or objects, or people....

Su Qi didn’t know, and now there’s no way to know.

Everything has to wait...

Wait for the Evil God to strike down, or until everything concludes, or when the dust settles...

Too much uncertainty, who knows what will happen.

Anyway, if the Evil God doesn’t move, he won’t move, using every strength to increase his own side’s cards.

And also needs to hide aura, hide fluctuations, if noticed, as the Master of the Abyss, the Evil God... whatever, the Doomsday in the Abyss Vortex is the real problem.

However, it seems to have already begun.

...

The Evil God hovers at the center of the colossal Abyss Vortex.

In the core of the Abyss, the massive vortex resembles a bottomless black hole, devouring the surrounding light and vitality. The rotation of the vortex is akin to doomsday, like a frenzied howl. Within this abyss, countless shadows gradually emerge, accompanied by an irresistible aura of terror. These shadows are black and white, their forms transitioning from indistinct outlines to clarity, as if descending from the depths of the Old Days.

"This is the purpose of the Abyss, through the black tide... to devour all traces and summon those doomsday beings back."

Below, a man in a top hat observes this scene.

"What will you do next?"

The Evil God has already acquired numerous traces, not only from the Land of Extreme Evil’s devouring but from countless worlds slaughtered and polluted over eons, gathered from innumerable living beings.

Gradually... a colossal body is being reshaped, within which a deep blackness like the endless night sky resides, as if each inch contains dangerous strength.

The sheep head’s shadow hangs high above the vortex, akin to a gigantic planet, overlooking this boundless domain. The ram horns are like ancient mountain ranges, curved and resilient, emanating suffocating pressure.

Its one eye — ah, no, single eye — resembles a Blood Moon, flickering with aloof and terrifying light, gazing upon all the beings on the Second Battlefield, which appear insignificant before it.

All the beings of the Second Battlefield, including those in the Gods Palace, also raise their heads.

Watching the Evil God’s body transformed into... a vast expanse of the starry sky, originally emboldened adventurers now tremble as if struck heavily!

Indeed, the Evil God’s strength can penetrate Sanctuary, affecting their spirit, mind, and soul! The air temperature seems to plummet abruptly, fear’s shadow surges in like a tide, making it impossible to breathe.

Many Divine Sons, even God’s Sons, are now submerged in an indescribable fear.

Chenxing’s hand trembles slightly, lips turning pale, seemingly stifled in his throat.

"Don’t panic..."

Beside him, a hand presses on his shoulder.

Startled, he looks back and sees An Nan.

"Brother An... you..."

"Time is tight."

An Nan has regained consciousness, a Starfire Chip hanging from him: "No more explanation, the Sect Hierarch has arranged a mission."

He hands over a cluster of Starfire.

"...." Chenxing somewhat dazedly receives it: "What mission."

"I don’t know either, only the name, Starfire Blaze."

"And with the Starfire in hand, you’ll also have the ability to transmit the Starfire."

Chenxing: "...."

Do I look like an idiot?

The Evil God’s terrifying power seems ready to easily pierce through all, as if to render their souls void, and yet here we are transmitting Starfire??

This thing has no energy, not even temperature, and yet we’re transmitting??

Suddenly, above the Temple, a piercing scream erupts, akin to heaven and earth shattering, tearing at the nerves of all beings.

"That is... the Pollution Sound!"

"Quick, cover your ears!!!"

Countless people cover their ears in terror, faces pale!

Yet still, they can’t stop the sound, as it passes through, each person feels their bodies being shredded apart, hands turning into tentacles, heads morphing into various bizarre shapes, weird things emerging from their bodies!!

"What is this!!"

Countless people look in despair at their body’s transformation.

"Pollution Sound.... is the Evil God’s wide range Spiritual Domain, causing mental pollution, making people perceive their body’s transformation as their spirit’s sanity value falls."

Remaining Divine King solemnly pronounced.

"So.... it’s just an illusion?"

As many try to breathe a sigh of relief.

The Divine King solemnly announces: "Sadly, it’s not..."

"The Evil God’s Pollution Power can pollute everything, not just your spirit but your body and soul.... When the spirit is utterly consumed, these will become real!!"

The Divine King’s voice echoes through the Second Battlefield, countless adventurers stunned by this revelation!

But there’s no way to suppress this pollution!

Even Sanctuary can’t stop it!

"What do we do... just one sound is all it takes to annihilate us!!"

In this moment of despair.

Su Qi, although seated at the upper round table, calmly takes out a broadcast machine.

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