The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle
Chapter 435 - 278: The Final Battle!

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets spewed from the Desert Eagle in Su Qi's hand, igniting flashes of fire.

Several bullets swiftly ended their lives.

Meanwhile,

the black liquid from these S-rank bodies tore and crawled directly onto Su Qi.

"Chaotic... Thicker than those monsters, yet they've managed to control it. Indeed, it's the high-quality Chaotic provided by the Abyss Church, and they've even suppressed it."

Such a method,

Su Qi had only seen in the hands of the previous Venerable.

The black Chaotic was about to penetrate his body and merge with him.

However, [Dark Star] sprang into action, devouring the Chaotic like a famished pet.

At the same time,

an Ancient Relic pattern near Su Qi's collarbone slowly diminished.

After stepping into the Seventh Rank, he could merge with another Ancient Relic, and carve out a new sequence, as per the special traits of the [Ancient God] heart.

Therefore,

he naturally chose [Angel's Fallen Gift], an ancient relic that had shown its [Indomitable] powerful traits in the Anxious Land.

Originally...

Su Qi had planned to wait, but the Evil God power within the [Spiritual Eyes] was disturbingly surging.

So,

he needed new strength to suppress it.

Of course, the dangers involved were naturally not to be underestimated.

After all, this was an act against the heavens; ordinary people only had one sequence path in their entire lives.

Thus, each fusion with an Ancient Relic, the energy bursts he would encounter, the resource consumption of the sequence path, the dangers of Ascension, and so on, would all increase exponentially.

"Ten sequences... each must be developed in tandem..."

Su Qi was treading a path unprecedented.

No social security, no endowment insurance, obscurely rare, even defying the rules and attracting Ominous attention.

But he didn't bother with whether he could achieve it or not, since charging ahead was the way to go, and at worst, he'd seek out a powerful God for retirement.

Not sure if the Evil God would agree.

Oh, right.

The Master of Destruction still owed him a heap of debts.

Keeping track of it all in a little notebook, no problem.

"Click."

The crowd had already charged over, stepping on the ruins.

"Divine Son!"

A teacher's expression remained grave; after all, even though the Divine Son was unharmed, the trouble was far from over, and he said with a heavy voice, "Quick, come with us, there are others approaching!"

"We'll help you break out, escape from this place!"

The blonde-haired gamer couldn't help but scrutinize the Divine Son, a legend standing before them.

Divine Sons, from ancient to modern times were always... Heaven's Chosen Sons, looking down upon countless people as second-generation Gods, and of course, there were others, exceptionally bright, leading their people.

But this one was different from what he had imagined, wearing sunglasses, different from the urgency of the others,

Instead, he was calmly looking into the distance.

"Do you think you can escape with the Superpower Association's strength, the transactions that support it, and this spreading power?"

The teachers' eyes followed Su Qi's gaze into the distance.

Their expressions changed.

When had the sky become darker than before, oppressive thunderclouds looming overhead, with waves of dark energy roiling within?

"Is this a Special Object?"

"No... but it seems to carry that dangerous power..."

Their pupils trembled slightly.

"What do we do now..."

Su Qi adjusted his sunglasses, allowing a glimpse of the Spiritual Eyes, watching that peculiar power swirling in the Sky Dome: "Ordinary people know to buy full Equipment, buff up and wait for the raid. The Superpower Association... has been preparing for this day for a long time, naturally ready to ensnare you all at once."

The blood drained from the teachers' lips as they felt an endless sense of doom pressing upon their chests, murmuring,

"What do we do then?"

"What else can we do."

He rose to his feet, stepping across the ruins.

The noise was growing louder.

People around looked astonished.

Had the enemy arrived? So soon?

But in the next moment,

they found themselves at a loss for words as the combat fluctuations they thought signified the enemy were different from what they expected.

Hordes of enemies were roaring.

Groups after groups charged toward them, each one ragged as if they had survived fierce battles and were being pursued.

And all around...

"Is that..." the blonde-haired gamer was stunned.

"It's our people..." the teachers beside him were equally dumbfounded.

Weren't they at a numerical disadvantage? Weren't their combat capabilities completely suppressed, making them the ones to be hunted?

How had it become their people, chasing the enemy instead?

Had they seen it all wrong?

And touching the teachers was the sight of a spirited young man at the forefront of their forces, charging ahead with his clothes billowing.

He emitted an indescribable aura of leadership,

clutching a military saber, surrounded by strange energy fluctuations, he waved his hand.

"Follow me! Kill!"

"Kill!"

The crowd behind him roared in unison, their energy surging out, their momentum hardly showing any sign of disadvantage, but rather an unstoppable bravery.

Crucially, those who were considered formidable S-rank superhumans, were now being suppressed.

No.

It would be more accurate to say that they were being slaughtered in disarray.

What in the world was happening?

The remaining enemies retreated amidst roars of anger, while still having strength for a fight, they were utterly suppressed, their morale shattered.

And the youth charging at the forefront, head held high, chest out, grew stronger by the minute, a mysterious aura swirling around him, his saber glinting in sync with his face.

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