The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle Chapter 120 117 The Show Begins (Sorry It's a Bit Late)

The little girl and the middle-aged woman both stared at Su Qi in a daze.

They were still not quite used to it.

When he got serious, he seed sowhat reliable.

"But..." the middle-aged woman said gravely, "if it truly cos to a mont that endangers your highness, don't hesitate at all, just activate..."

The little girl paused, then shook her head, "I won't reset."

The middle-aged woman was shocked, "Your Highness, why?"

"Because he has never lost."

"???" The middle-aged woman's eyes widened.

That counts as never losing?

Every ti they reached a standstill, the opponent would cheat! How could that even work?

Su Qi gave the little girl a surprised look.

Truly worthy of being the Master of Destruction.

Although the little girl had no mory, she could see more clearly than others. It wasn't that he had never lost... but that in any situation, Su Qi would never allow himself to be at a disadvantage!

He narrowed his eyes and patted the stunned middle-aged woman, "Even without her mory, she is much smarter than you."

The middle-aged woman: "..."

She didn't understand, but a bleak sentint arose in her heart as she was stabbed in the back.

"You all should know the location of the Mist Source," Su Qi said.

"We have it..." The middle-aged woman finally took out that notebook, the notebook's cover featured a totem, which Su Qi hadn't seen before... In the previous bizarre battlefield, there were many totems, each representing a devotee of a Transcendence Series being.

Yet the followers of the Master of Destruction did not seem to be among them.

"It's in this direction." The middle-aged woman looked into the distance, her expression slightly grave, "Lastly, I remind you, the people who descended here in this chase might also be formidable enemies, restricted by the laws of this world, they definitely cannot exert their true strength."

"And what about you?" Su Qi turned to the middle-aged woman. "Can you be of any use?"

"Look who you're talking to!"

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, "As long as we get closer to the channel of the Mist Source, I can also exert more strength."

She then suddenly bit her teeth, "If it weren't for the power burst that seed to reset earlier, even without you, I could have taken Your Highness out!"

"I don't even know what enemy we encountered that forced to burst prematurely!"

Su Qi: "..."

He coughed, "Little ones, prepare to set off."

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At this mont.

The Mist Source... a channel sprawling across the street stirred with waves of ripples.

There was a massive figure, three ters tall, with a body rotting and emitting an extre stench, its entire face was full of horrific sores, each breath out was filled with deadly poison.

Beside him was a young man with slightly sinister eyes, wearing a gas mask. He spoke with a degree of respect, looking at the decaying entity before him.

"Respected Plague Baron, a surge in strength has been detected at that school location, it seems they are hiding there, we've basically locked down the location, won't you go there yourself?"

The Plague Baron let out a bizarre laugh, "A re Descender like you, teaching what to do?"

"I dare not..." The young man quickly lowered his head.

The Plague Baron's body emitted a foul stench, his bodily fluids like sulfuric acid, dripping onto the ground and corroding the concrete road, making a sizzling sound:

"They want to leave this world, naturally, they must go through this passage here, and... I'm guarding here, what's that phrase you Paradise folks use again..."

"Waiting for the rabbits!" the young man quickly replied, his eyes carrying a few traces of flattery, "And don't worry, my lord, I will also do my utmost, at any cost, to kill the target."

The young man's tone held a hint of hope, "... Can you show that item of yours first?"

"That Ancient Relic?" The Plague Baron was in a good mood, "Fine... I'll let you have a look first."

The young man saw a poison gas-drifting tal sphere tossed over to him, his face lit up with joy, and he quickly caught it with his hands covered in thick gloves... the other being a species with special abilities, as evident from the deadly poison fog that warns others to stay away.

This Ancient Relic naturally also possessed its attribute's Hidden Profession!

Now he had finally obtained this extrely powerful, dream-co-true Resurrection Tool! His fawning had not been in vain!

"But, my lord, how do I open it?"

"I said, it's just for you to look at..." The voice of the Plague Baron was as if sli stuck in his throat, sowhat cold and hoarse, "To open it, you need to wait until the task is completed, to my satisfaction."

"Understood..."

Listening to the sowhat impatient voice, the young man nodded quickly.

At that mont.

A small winged creature flew through the mist and landed on the Plague Baron's shoulder, screeching strangely.

The young man didn't understand, but he saw the Plague Baron's eyebrows raise.

"Interesting..."

The Plague Baron's oily green eyes looked towards the mist, revealing a sowhat excited bizarre smile, "They are heading this way, and a battle has occurred, they couldn't resist revealing their tracks, eh?"

The young man's eyes also brightened, "What do we do!"

"Wait."

The Plague Baron's body slightly shifted, hands on his knees, his blackened fingertips tapping on his decaying flesh, he smiled, "Their movent... ans they can no longer wait, ready to go all out, because the longer the ti passes, under this Pollution, the monsters beco stronger."

"To get close here, they'd have to cross at least six blocks, the groups of monsters we've arranged ahead... should be enough to drain that Protector's Strength."

He well knew the abnormalities and limitations of this world.

These High Sequencers could only bring in so much strength, using a bit ant losing a bit.

This was also one of the reasons he was reluctant to leave this channel; once away, his strength would also weaken.