The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

At this moment, the fifth Venerable lifted their head from the kneeled position.

Their previously fanatical expression froze slightly:

"Lord Bishop??"

"Where is he?"

They suddenly looked into the distance.

The black light orb hadn't entered their body.

Before the World Tree blooms, although there are restrictions, elements like divinity, Abyss Totem, etc., can connect with Ancient Battlefield projections and communicate with the Gate World. When prepared in advance, the orb's will naturally prioritizes them, serving as prepped vessels to lodge and revive their strength.

It's just that.

Now it seems that the Bishop, who should've fallen into their body, had other ideas.

"Lord Bishop, have you abandoned me?" they murmured.

At this moment.

The black light orb, with overwhelming momentum, continued descending from the Abyss Palace Group.

Someone noticed the terrifying aura of the orb, but couldn't take any action.

Because the bishop orb was merely a fragment of the myriad Abyss Power descending, with many low-roaring monsters receiving the black orb, and wave upon wave of demon projections emerging. Previously, the countless massive Abyss Complexes in the outer space now fiercely collided with the New Continent, shaking with terrifying force.

On the Gods Palace side, numerous War Armors glowed, the Heavenly Destiny People roared, receiving Holy Light.

The Bell-Ringer stood on the clouds, ringing the Hong Zhong.

"Everyone, you are the seeds of hope, should bloom in the future. Dear friends, lend them a hand, kill!!"

The first part was addressed to those receiving powers present, while the latter part was to the portion of will carried over.

Those were beings who had fought side by side with the Gods Palace.

"This Bell-Ringer is a bit rigid, but his pre-battle mobilization is indeed impressive." Old Huang watched the many Heavenly Destiny People roar, filled with fighting spirit.

Including his own three hundred Hustlers members, their eyes too burst with light.

Each person appeared exhilarated.

Old Huang shook his head with a bitter smile: "Still not too sober huh."

He softly muttered: "Clearly personal interest is most important, so why wade into this mess, shouting mission, future."

Old Huang never thought he would fight alongside the Gods Palace, nor did he suspect he would lead people in a struggle against the Abyss.

After all, he was tricked into it.

"Priest." Bai Yilin and the others were now looking at Old Huang: "All members of the Hustlers Sect are ready."

What to say.

Old Huang felt he was somewhat old, lived too long, and at this moment, surprisingly felt a sense of returning to roots.

Looking at these youngsters' steadfast, hopeful gazes, he suddenly found the position of Hustlers Priest quite interesting.

Of course, the only problem was Su Buxian still remained missing.

He should be giving the pre-battle speech, and now it could only be the priest himself.

He said little, waved his large hand gently:

"Hustlers!"

"For the future! Fight!"

With a roar, everyone embodied the power from the Ancient Battlefield, each person's body emitted a completely different aura!

"Kill!"

Old Huang watched the torrent on both sides, the dense crowd already moving, Holy Light waves and black vortices fiercely clashing together.

"This time..." The Bell-Ringer's voice reached Old Huang's ear: "Seems you've found your belonging."

"Belonging? I was hoodwinked onto the pirate ship, maybe when the captain falls, I'll stab him twice and make a getaway." Old Huang calmly said.

"Really." The Bell-Ringer seemed unconvinced, but he could see that the man had changed, possibly because he personally nurtured so many people, maybe because he'd hidden away and wandered for too long, or perhaps because of Su Buxian.

No matter the reason.

The current chit-chat was just their last few minutes of leisure time, the main battlefield had completely erupted, demigod powers continuing to descend densely, and surely next, truly terrifying beings would emerge.

While.

Below, the chaotic slaughter persisted, although Ancient Battlefield forces of both Gods Palace and Abyss continued descending, it didn't halt numerous unclaimed light orbs from falling, many embodied significant auras as time passed.

Countless had begun the scramble.

At this moment Jiang Zhi already controlled the 'Mecha' he obtained, could wield powers not his own, and had some residual abilities with limited uses.

Though inexperienced, it was clear the surrounding monster tide posed no threat to him anymore.

"Kill!"

Jiang Zhi naturally unleashed awe-inspiring combat power, began retreating to support An Nan's side.

Frankly.

The situation hadn't improved, and instead worsened further, given the Abyss forces were reviving on a grand scale, the myriad shocking outbursts fiercely rocking many people's minds.

Jiang Zhi suddenly shivered, he saw... a massive pitch-black twisted monstrosity falling thunderously.

His pupils contracted slightly.

The next moment.

Their sanctuary jurisdictions surprisingly shattered under this force!

The entire jurisdiction crumbled!!

Then...

Many watched the falling thing in horror, plunged into frenzy, recklessly and terrifyingly plunged into an adventurer's body.

Forcefully, with no resistance, and unlike other gentle mergers, this was brutal enough... to shatter the body completely.

Just as he thought that.

The person abruptly exploded in agonizing blood mist.

The twisted black fog seemed displeased.

"Too weak, too weak."

It instantly lunged at others, unleashing successive blood mists.

Witnessing the scene, everyone's faces showed horror.

"Run!!"

This terrifying Abyss force had chosen the people, and it was irresistible, cultivating dread that thrilled the black fog even more.

"Isn't this the power you wish for, bestowed by me, the Bishop of Despair? Aren't you, ants, honored?"

Its force erupted wildly, adventurers couldn't withstand it, along with its eerie, perilous will, everyone fled in terror.

Jiang Zhi's scalp tingled, it had mentioned the Abyss Bishop, didn't it??

Damn it.

How could such a being be here!!

He hesitated not, sprinting directly toward An Nan's location.

And the Bishop of Despair's black fog seemed to spot him... Jiang Zhi inexplicably felt joy and hatred flash in its eyes.

"Found, there you are..."

"Watch out!!" An Nan also noticed and yelled.

Jiang Zhi's eyes widened, no time to react, as the swift black fog instantly charged at him!

He couldn't understand, how could a terrifying Abyss Bishop suddenly fixate on him.

But the next moment.

His eyes widened.

His body collided with the force fiercely, violent energy detonated within every inch of him.

Jiang Zhi's consciousness was overturned by the will, directly seizing control of his body.

Is this the terrifying Abyss power, why target me!!

I freaking have bad luck.

"..su...bu..." It seemed excited, murmuring something, though not yet adapting to the body, its speech unintelligible.

Ultimately paused, spiritual energy formed into sound, issuing the original raspy voice.

"Mortal, raise your head and answer, what... is your organization?"

Jiang Zhi: "Brother, I have no discipline, no organization..."

Bishop of Despair: "?"

Its smile grew colder.

This familiar style, seemingly it hadn't mistaken its target.