The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle Chapter 122 118 The Mist is My Home

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Plague Baron's entire body was pushed against the ground by Su Qi, creating a shattered trench in the concrete.

Stones flew everywhere!

Its body cracked open, and it spewed green blood incessantly from its mouth!

Ever since the battle began,

it never had a mont of initiative, constantly hamred into the air like a toy under Su Qi's onslaught.

What could it do?

The potent poison it prided itself on was utterly ineffective against this guy!

The power it brought was nowhere near enough to contend with him.

"Wait... just a mont... I have sothing to say..."

The Plague Baron, gushing green blood all over, its blood corroding the ground like sulfuric acid, finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out. Its power was limited, mostly invested in the poisonous fog domain; close combat was definitely not its forte.

"...All right, I'll wait for you, take your ti," Su Qi said he would wait, but the hamr in his hand kept falling, as if it had a booster attached!

With an 80% reduction in damage taken, Su Qi was only losing 0.6% of his vitality per second, aning he had a full two and a half minutes. Compared to the previous Giant, this baron had more tricks up his sleeve and quite considerable strength, naturally making it harder to kill.

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The Plague Baron saw the hamr continuously dropping, thinking to itself, won't you stop already?

The Plague Baron couldn't take it anymore, its expression revealing pain: "I have an item... sothing you definitely want... an extrely precious thing of mine, an Ancient Relic..."

"Hmm? Show ," Su Qi showed so interest in his voice; he needed Ancient Relics to nourish himself for his upcoming Ancient God's Heart job class change.

"Stop your attacks first..."

"Show first."

"....."

Damn!

It couldn't produce the item now.

The Plague Baron looked at the figure of the youth, only to find the latter had already taken off with the thing long ago.

It was even more pissed!

In the end...

As the Plague Baron roared, scread, and cursed in rage, Su Qi rcilessly smashed it into minced at, not sparing even a breath of life!

And the Plague Baron, in its last monts, clenched its teeth and spewed venomous curses.

"Destroy my Spiritual Body... I swear... I will have you flayed and quartered..."

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Su Qi looked at the Plague Baron, completely devoid of breath; even its[?]turned into...

[This is a pile of rotten at covered in flies.]

Then he finally let go.

The adversary had only brought a small portion of its power into this world, and although it wasn't enough to kill the original entity, it was clear that dying in this world would cause it substantial damage.

Otherwise, the Plague Baron wouldn't have begged for rcy.

"Additionally..."

Su Qi's figure flashed instantly, arriving next to a manhole cover... he shattered it with one kick.

The young man was clutching the tal orb, hiding inside with a look of panic, half subrged in... a filthy cesspool. His face seed to say, "How did you find hiding here?"

"Don't co any closer! Or I'll take you down with !"

The young man's face trembled slightly, threatening with the poisonous gas tal orb, fierce on the outside but cowardly on the inside.

"What's up, gonna transform?"

Honestly, this guy, pulling anything from the filthy cesspool he was in, posed more of a threat than the tal orb.

"Goodbye."

Su Qi hesitated no further; he flung his blade, piercing straight through the other's body!

The man's eyes filled with unwillingness, but he could only watch his vitality drain to zero, his body sinking and roaring, "...I've committed your face to mory... I'll wait for you in Paradise... gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

Su Qi watched the bubbles on the surface of the cesspool and grasped... the tal orb.

"Have the guts to not be anonymous... ah, I'm also anonymous, so it's all good."

Without Paradise System control, it seems players could still return, as long as they weren't personally killed by higher Sequencers like middle-aged won or the Plague Baron.

As for the little girl, she was probably a God of the sa level as the Evil God.

Su Qi had seen an information line above her head[?]showing[Transcendence Series existence]

"I haven't even entered a sequence yet and seems I've provoked a whole bunch of troubles."

Whatever.

Eat well, drink well, and be rry, the more lice you have the less you feel the bites.

After all, each of them is restricted; he's not afraid of getting hamred while surfing anonymously.

Su Qi placed the tal orb into his Item Slot.

He also began to move quickly; his Unrivaled ti was not yet over, still forty seconds left; along the way... he bulldozed through like a dozer!

All the monsters along the way were being slaughtered! Before Unrivaled ended, he needed to find a safe place.

Then,

in the last five seconds,

Su Qi's figure appeared outside the school's iron gates.

"Who's there!" The guard raised his weapon alertly!

He saw Su Qi, covered in blood, and his eyes widened, "How is it you again! And why are you covered in so much blood!"

"It's a long story." Su Qi, overwheld by weakness, staggered as if hollowed out, and simply laid down with half-closed eyes: "Anyway, please give a lift."

With only 10 points of Physical Strength, he didn't bother walking, just pretended to be seriously injured.

"Open the gate, save the man!"

The guard bellowed.

Because Su Qi had taken them to leave early, the monsters had all switched targets and didn't invade this place.

Several people lifted Su Qi into the auditorium.

The man's pupils dilated in shock, and he hurried over:

"How did you go out again! And returned in such a state! You're badly injured! Sobody help!"

Su Qi was in a weakened state, his voice hoarse as he spoke slowly, with a mournful tone:

"No need, I… no longer require treatnt…"

The man's heart sank, his fingers digging into his flesh!

Such a promising young man, already beyond help!

"Damn monster!"

He punched the ground fiercely, creating a crack that also drew the attention of the people around him.

The crowd gathered around, looking at the bloodied Su Qi with unbearable grief and sadness!

The man's voice was heavy, "So what are your last words, is there any wish we need to fulfill for you?"

"Yes," Su Qi faced the crowd's gazes.

"I want a statue of myself built, engraved with 'Sect Hierarch of The Hustlers' placed at the Mist Source, with people worshiping it during every festival and occasionally holding events to sing praises of The Hustlers' Sect Hierarch..."

Everyone: "..."

The man looked at the chattering Su Qi, sowhat dumbfounded.

Is this really your last wish?

Yet the man was straightforward after all, he sighed, "Sorry, right now... we can't do what you're asking for, but before the dark and sunless tomorrow cos, you will live forever in our hearts."

Su Qi's eyes lost focus as he slowly closed them.

The people also bowed their heads in mourning.

However, at that mont.

Su Qi opened his eyes again:

"Then I'll change it."

"???"

Damn!

The crowd's eyes widened, you're still alive!

And Su Qi looked at the man:

"I need a map."

"A map?" The man was startled.

Su Qi pondered, "A map of all the streets in the entire city. Then I need so personnel with combat capabilities."

"What do you an?" The man was puzzled.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Under the man's stunned gaze, Su Qi suddenly sat up.

Aren't you supposed to be gravely injured and close to death!

Su Qi muttered to himself, "Of course, it's to hit big. I plan to lead you all, while... the Paradise hasn't reacted and the blessings disappear, to massively cleanse... um... purge this city."

Everyone was confused, but... they understood the last part, and they shuddered:

"Are you joking?"

The man looked at the nurse, "Please, still bandage him to stop the bleeding, he seems to have lost too much blood and is not lucid."

"...No need, the blood isn't mine."

Su Qi indifferently manipulated the liquid tal, purifying all the blood under everyone's shocked gaze.

Tch.

That's quite convenient, and it only requires half the Physical Strength now, which is 5 points.

He looked towards the hall's stage, "That microphone should work, right?"

"What do you want to do?" The man was sowhat astonished; he could no longer understand this person before him.

Su Qi responded with a smile, "Of course, to let the glory of my Sect shine upon this city of despair."

Five minutes later, after Su Qi had recovered his strength and taken so blood dicine, he stepped onto the hall's stage under everyone's watchful eyes.

Half an hour later.

Su Qi had expounded on the love and justice of The Hustlers Sect, as well as their strategy and detailed plans for the Mist Source, and boasted of several powerful monster corpses he had slain on his way.

Ordinary people were trembling in awe.

And many Enhancers decided to give it a try with him.

Four hours later.

Su Qi led them in successfully destroying three monster gathering places and also established contact with other safe zones.

Morale was greatly boosted! This was the first ti the n had achieved such a great victory!

They looked at Su Qi with a mix of awe and respect.

After all, Su Qi was the most ferocious in the charge, the most brutal in the killing, and he also seed to carry bombs, rushing into the monster crowds to detonate them—a dangerous act that made everyone feel what it ant to be fearless and lead by example.

"Next, follow and continue."

And Su Qi formulated more plans, reaching out to the surrounding safe zones, gathering more and more Enhancers!

Faced with the vast number of monsters distributed throughout the city, Su Qi alone naturally couldn't kill them all; he had to speed up, gather strength, and make good plans.

As long as the back row was secure, they would cleanse as much as they could.

Otherwise, they'd be caught out by an exploit.

Half a day later.

The monster groups near four blocks around the school were repelled, and safe zone defenses expanded.

One day later.

Passages to other safe zones were cleared, with many Enhancers leading a multitude of survivors to move collectively!

Many Enhancers began to follow Su Qi's lead.

The man told Su Qi this was to establish a mainstay, to make everyone more united.

Su Qi accepted it.

Two days later.

Su Qi led his very own third Enhancers division of The Hustlers Sect, starting a counter-offensive!

After the closure of the mist passages, no more abnormal strength was being generated, and the number of monsters would not be infinite nor would they grow stronger very rapidly. Though the polluted mist still lingered, the dawn was almost upon them!

At this mont, Su Qi had also accumulated an unconventional amount of Spiritual Ability Points.

Until deep into the night.

The Paradise System... connected.

As the AI... tasked with managing a Level B Ergency, its power was limited... and the blessing it had previously given had led to its rejection by this world, incapacitating it for several days.

Now.

It finally managed to co back online, ready to lead this unlucky player who stumbled into this world back to his Personal Space! To prevent the final chanism from activation!

However, there was one problem.

The player... seed not only alive but thriving.

In the grand assembly hall, Su Qi was sitting at the top, calmly holding a microphone, writing the words "Grow Big and Strong" on a blackboard.

And over a thousand Enhancers waited for instructions with a touch of respect.

The AI... slowly typed out a question mark?

And fell into a system crash.