The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

Although those who had lost their reason were still fighting, at this moment, there were still many who were clear-headed.

They all looked toward the person speaking.

The speaker at this moment was the very Divine Son who had stepped near the little cabin but had hesitated and retreated.

His expression was dark, and he opened his mouth with indifference:

"This place is all filled with grievances formed by a curse! The more you kill, the stronger the curse's influence on your sanity becomes."

"They now see everyone as shadows of ghosts precisely because they have fallen into this curse."

The other Divine Sons looked at him.

Chenxing seemed to recognize this person and spoke coldly:

"Isn't it a bit too late to say this now, and... at this time, do you think we cannot see that this is a curse?"

The Divine Son sneered: "Why should I remind the likes of you."

He looked at those adventurers who were fighting: "They are just lives that deserve to die."

He also noticed Lu Fan and Rab who were being restrained, and with narrowed eyes, he chuckled lightly:

"Your people seem rather in a sorry state."

An Nan said solemnly, "They are my people, tell me, how to resolve the curse!!"

The Divine Son squinted at this new face and chuckled: "Perhaps you should first ask me what I actually saw before."

Chenxing, the Divine Sons, and the adventurers also turned their gaze toward him.

"I saw... the source of the curse."

The Divine Son softly said: "A pattern that induces unease..."

He stretched out his hand.

The next moment.

A pattern slowly came into view of everyone's eyes!

Upon seeing this pattern.

Ordinary adventurers only felt their scalps tingle but did not understand what it was.

Whereas the Divine Sons and top forces felt their pupils suddenly contract.

"This is..." Chenxing showed an extreme shock and fear: "The Totem of that terrifying being from the Abyss!!"

"Who?" Jiang Zhi was taken aback.

"Curse, death... endless unease and grievances." An Nan spoke gravely, his eyes also filled with apprehension:

"One of the terrifying beings from the Abyss! The God of Anxiety!"

These four words seemed to carry endless grievances, and the piercing screams of the ghostly shadows that kept appearing on the lake surface seemed to come at them like a tsunami!

Many Divine Sons fell silent.

"Just a totem after all... why such expressions from everyone." A Young Master from a top force said softly, puzzled by the emotions of the Divine Sons, and chuckled lightly: "Looks like you're scared?"

That Divine Son glanced coldly at the speaker, although not from the Divine Race, the person was from a vast force supported by various gods.

After all.

Not all gods gave birth to the Divine Race; most gods were upstarts that had risen step by step.

The Divine Son spoke coldly: "It is natural for you later generations to not understand, but which one of us is not from an ancient era who has slept until now?"

"We understand the terror of the Abyss better than you, up to now, three types of strength have emerged from the Abyss..."

"Pollution, Chaos, and Curse."

"But I must say... The God of Anxiety, who controls the curse, is the most frightening of them all. It has the deepest love for killing beings! While the other gods are also terrifying, none hold a candle to this one in their hands!"

"The most important thing is that once its curse contaminates you, you will suffer all sorts of unimaginable horrors."

Everyone's faces reflected deep fear and solemnity!

"Is that so?"

Yet Su Qi gently recounted to himself.

It seemed to be true.

In the Anxious Land, he had experienced, everything was filled with blood and grievances, and moreover... there had been numerous Ghost Faces that made everyone endure the most extreme and cruel tortures.

The final City was also full of unsettling acts of self-destruction: boiling, flaying, and being eaten alive by ants. The God of Anxiety indeed took cruelty to the extreme.

This also led to the most terrifying curse strength and... the most fearsome reputation.

"But shouldn't people lie in coffins?" Su Qi mumbled to himself: "And I had Mosquito Bro keep it company."

Now its Totem, or rather, its curse strength, had appeared in a place where it shouldn't appear.

Su Qi looked toward the little cabin.

This time, the Abyss... seemed to really be up to something big, their plans were never just to serve the Evil God but rather, the revitalization of the strengths of the entire Abyss.

Moreover.

The various expressions of the surrounding Divine Sons were quite interesting; it seemed the appearance of the Totem of the God of Anxiety had unexpectedly disrupted their original plans.

Suddenly, Su Qi's eyes paused.

Because he felt a disturbance from the curse on his right arm.

It was the Blood Rage Curse left by the God of Anxiety using all its strength before being sent into the coffin by him!

And at this very moment.

Su Qi looked at the curse tattoo on his right arm, which was also emitting grievance, a grievance that seemed to come from Hell, with the most venomous, hateful, and terrifyingly anxious emotions!!

It enveloped Su Qi's whole body!

"Buzz!"

At this moment!

Su Qi's eyes turned blood-red, a terrifying unease that seemed to devour him like an evil specter!

He looked at this scene, his eyes flashing: "Damn it!"

It had started to act up!?

Truth be told.

Since the Blood Rage Curse was triggered by certain conditions and stemmed from the grudge of various enemies,

But because he was a friendly, kind person, it had always been growing slowly, and because it usually remained stable without disturbances,

Su Qi had never paid much attention to the negative impact of the Blood Rage Curse.

After all, it was mostly used to suppress the strength in the eyes of the Evil God.