The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 367 - 244 Big Meeting!

367: Chapter 244: Big Meeting!

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367 -244: Big Meeting!

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Sequence 2 was the highest power in the Present World.

Known as Divine Envoy.

Further above were Priest, Bishop…

Archbishop.

This set of hierarchical identity was not created by the Abyss Church, but imitated from the divine palaces of the Present World, and was almost universally applicable to any church.

However,

it was ridiculous…

despite the same stringent hierarchy,

those believers of the Present World, they were self-righteously denouncing the inhumanity of the Abyss.

“And today…”

The Angel Envoy slightly lifted its head, looking towards the center of the Star Ring, where nine figures were slowly appearing atop the towering shrine, thousands of meters above.

It seemed somewhat excited.

These nine were the resurrected ancient Priests!

The Divine believers of the Abyss all had different True Gods, but they did not exclude each other because, in the end, they were all believers of the Abyss Power.

And at the same time,

two more figures slowly appeared in front of the nine.

Both were draped in long robes; one in a black robe with Sheep Head eyes and flames, the other in a deep red robe, emblazoned with a blood-colored moon, replete with despair and unease.

Countless large figures, terrifying entities exuding boundless and fearsome auras, all these senior Cultists densely knelt on the ground.

With unison, they thundered,

“Welcome, Lord Bishop, Priest, back!”

Many among them were excited!

The true ancient beings had finally awakened!

So, the power of the Abyss, the True God they worshipped, must not be far from a complete appearance in the Present World!

The nine Priests were all different, with distinct auras, calmly watching this scene.

Though their strength had not yet been restored and some appeared frail, the aura of their terrible sins, Darkness, and eeriness was like an unfathomable ocean.

The two Bishops were even more distinct.

Their eyes were like the dark depths of Hell:

“Today, after countless ages, will be your first Audience…”

The voice rolled, thunderous!

In the audience, there were countless senior believers, yet all could hear it clearly, as if it were invading their souls.

“Over these years, we have slumbered, hidden, gathering strength in secret, all in preparation for the advent of a new era.”

“And now, we have arrived.”

“The Abyss…

is about to awaken.”

“The undercurrents of the past will now stir up Ripples!”

“Everything in the Present World, in the not-so-distant future, will belong to us!”

A multitude of Cultists were excited, their eyes filled with utter devotion!

“And now…”

The Deep Red Bishop’s voice resonated like an ethereal bell, trembling the minds of all:

“The nine Priests will be in charge of various actions to come.”

“We, the two Bishops, will take charge of the three most important matters.”

“One, collision with the Present World.”

“Erosion, rituals, once all actions begin, countless waves will accumulate, creating the most terrifying collision.”

The crowd’s eyes gleamed with excitement, which meant they were about to spark a terrifying war that would surely cause endless sensation!

“Two, the Venerable Plan.”

The attention of countless people sharpened; the Venerable Plan was critical, and they well knew this point.

Whether the great True God could descend sooner depended on the Venerable Plan, the most paramount goal of all current efforts.

The Angel Envoy also instantly felt a strong sense of responsibility settle upon itself, after all, it was part of the team responsible for the Venerable Plan, even if not very noticeable.

After all, there were more Venerables than one might imagine; the competition was intense.

But…

As long as the Venerables under one’s charge emerged victoriously,

the Angel Envoy, with fervent eyes, looked at the many believers before it, and it too would be able to stand at the front, near the Abyss Shrine!

“Third…” The black-robed Bishop stated calmly, announcing the third crucial matter.

The crowd listened intently, their faces elevating with excitement.

“That is…

to find the Despicable Person!”

Everyone’s expression froze.

For a moment, they thought they had misheard.

Finding the Despicable Person?

They were not unfamiliar with this name; whispers had already spread through the Abyss, the will of their master seeking this Despicable Person.

But,

back then…

everything was still vague, and clues about the Despicable Person were scarce.

Although they were searching, there had been no new developments for a long time.

Slowly, the fervor cooled down.

I had thought it was a matter not of high priority.

Yet now…

it was once again recited from the bishop’s mouth, and it was on the same level as the previous two visibly important events!

Their expressions were somewhat dumbfounded!

“Increase the bounty once more!

And utilize new strengths of our church to seek clues!” the robed bishop commanded coldly, “This despicable person!

We must find him!”

Countless believers no longer had any doubts, all bowing their heads!

“Yes!”

A vast voice echoed throughout the entire Star Ring!

The audience at the Abyss Church continued.

The specific matters that followed were handled by nine priests, representing the different Divine beings of the Abyss, who dispersed the numerous followers to make arrangements.

The two bishops did not linger here either.

After the robed bishop stretched out his hand to tear open the ripples, the two instantly vanished and appeared on another Star Plate above the Dark Sea.

And at this place,

Someone sat beside a tea table, “Lord Bishops, please, take a seat.”

The Deep Red Bishop looked at the person before him, “…Youhai Spirit King, you must now use your ability to its fullest extent to find the clues of the despicable person.”

The words carried a hint of command.

“Don’t speak from such a lofty position,” the Youhai Spirit King calmly smiled, “Lord Bishops, I am, after all, a Spirit King, one of the strongest in the Present World.”

This place was his domain too.

“The strongest…” The Deep Red Bishop looked at him coldly, “Under the restrictions of the Present World, everyone can only reach Sequence 2; to call such strength ‘the strongest’!

In the ancient times, upon the Ancient Battlefield, you would have faced certain death.”

The robed bishop laughed, a faint, dismissive smile.

“Don’t be so harsh.

The Youhai Spirit King is somewhat one of our own.”

The robed bishop also lightly sketched a smile, “After all…

although others are unaware of your identity, in actuality, you are the…

abandoned Divine Son of the God of Chaos.”

“After the rules of the Present World limited the Descent, you did not slumber but lived until now.”

The Deep Red Bishop’s eyebrows twitched slightly, somewhat surprised.

This was the first time he had heard this since his recovery.

Hearing the word ‘abandoned,’ the Youhai Spirit King showed no change in expression, indifferently saying, “Fate always presents choices at the appropriate time, and I feel the path I’m on now isn’t wrong.”

The robed bishop smiled without comment.

His words had elevated the Youhai Spirit King as the Divine Son of the God of Chaos, but it was entirely to flatter him, in reality.

After all.

The God of Chaos…

ever-changing, blending force with everything, rather than being called a Divine Son, it would be more fitting to say that he was…

just an ordinary one among the endless products of power.

But none of that was important.

They only needed him to fulfill his value.

“Speaking of which…” the Youhai Spirit King casually inquired, “Why does the great Lord Evil God seek this despicable person?”

“Don’t ask too much,” the robed bishop replied with a calm smile,

“That’s not something for you to inquire about.”

“All you need to do is well take care of your own tasks.”

The Youhai Spirit King nodded gently, “I understand.”

He looked at the tea on the table, “Would the two of you not have tea?”

“Banal appetites, uninteresting,” the Deep Red Bishop left calmly.

The robed bishop laughed softly and also left.

Only the Youhai Spirit King remained calmly seated, gently sipping the tea from the table, “It’s gotten a bit cool.” ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

He slowly finished the tea.

Then he left this place and entered the Nether Sea Star Plate, beginning the lengthy process of Fate Prediction.

Before,

The Youhai Spirit King had used such means to send the Young Master Youhai to assassinate the Young Masters of several Spirit Kings, but he had failed.

And now,

He was surrounded by a terrifyingly vast number of iron chains!

Within the Destiny Star Plate, countless overwhelming marks manifested!

“Seek…

the despicable person…”

Such terrifying ability, used to find one person, was far too simple.

But the next moment,

The Youhai Spirit King’s brow furrowed.

Countless marks were vanishing in madness!

All the lines of fate were breaking!

Beneath their shattering,

There remained only a short thread…

imperceptibly connecting slowly to a world.