The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 383 - 252 Ancient Paradise Projection!_2

383: Chapter 252 Ancient Paradise Projection!_2

383 -252 Ancient Paradise Projection!_2

The man with glasses operated the gigantic puppet with his fingers, muttering softly to himself.

He looked into the distance.

“Just like your current team, scattered and fleeing, all suppressed and at a disadvantage.”

“There’s no hope in sight.”

“Nor is there any…

dignity.”

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In a huge pit in the distance,

Old Mo lay in disarray, staring blankly at the sky.

“Su, why didn’t you kill me?”

That move had created this massive pit next to him, which showed how powerful it was, and the only reason he was still alive was because Su Buxian had shown mercy.

“Because I’m a good person.”

“Why do I just not believe that, a good person who has tricked me three times…

and struck so harshly.”

He was in pain all over his body and still too weak to get up.

“Of course.” Su Qi calmly said, “Another reason is that you’re too weak, killing you would be meaningless.”

“????”

Old Mo widened his eyes: “Damn it, help me up, and see if I don’t stab you to death.”

“Just kidding.” Su Qi laughed.

“The most important thing is, whether you are eliminated or not, it doesn’t affect my goal or the outcome here.”

“????”

Old Mo roared, “How is that any different from what you just said?”

He tried hard to look around.

“Old Mo, what are you looking for?

Should your junior help you find it?”

“I’m looking for my knife, I’d rather kill myself than listen to your mockery.”

Su Qi smiled calmly, “I really didn’t mean that, my goal isn’t you guys, it’s…

something here.”

Hearing this,

Old Mo was somewhat stunned: “Something here?”

“The projection of Ancient Paradise…” Su Qi gently uttered these words, watching Old Mo’s reaction.

Sure enough.

Old Mo’s body slightly shook, he exclaimed in surprise: “Projection of Ancient Paradise?”

“Do you know about it?”

“Of course.” Old Mo paused, lying on the ground he rasped, “Every world generated in the dueling ground has a chance of encountering the projection of Ancient Paradise, and the content of the projections is…”

“What is it?”

“People.”

Su Qi paused slightly.

“Each person who appears in the world of the dueling ground has extraordinary combat awareness and ancient powers.

Just defeating them would grant you ancient rewards.”

“What does this have to do with Ancient Paradise?”

“Because…

these people have never appeared in the history of the Present World, and they act and fight much like the players, even using abilities like the Item Slot.”

“So there is a saying that they were players in the Ancient Paradise…

Of course, it’s just a theory, not verified yet.”

Su Qi paused: “I see.”

His previous questions were finally answered.

“Are they much stronger than the current players of Paradise?”

“Of course…” Old Mo rolled his eyes, “Is the gap between ancient powers and current strength not huge?

It’s like comparing a college student from forty years ago to one today, totally different value.”

“You are good with analogies.”

“Nowadays, all the so-called geniuses, super rookies, rising stars in Paradise, are rushing to enter the dueling ground.

The first reason is the chance to encounter and defeat these projections, and the second is…”

Old Mo suddenly paused, speaking softly, “The second point I’ve only heard through the grapevine.”

“After all, it seems they want to elevate their ranks, then have a chance to interact with entities of the Ancient Paradise.”

“I see.”

Su Qi mused softly.

Old Mo’s words were not mere hearsay; despite his age, he was likely among the third or even the second batch of beta testers.

Unfortunately, limited by talent and lack of resources, he had just been muddling through, indistinguishable from the masses.

“If your goal is the projection of Ancient Paradise…”

Old Mo sighed, “I advise you to be sensible.”

“Young people are always competitive and ambitious.”

“Your biggest threat right now is…

our whole team, not some so-called projections.

Only the victor has the right to challenge.”

He solemnly looked at Su Qi, “And let me be clear, that guy with glasses is extremely strong.”

“You just showed off using such a powerful move.

That really wasn’t smart.”

“I bet that signature move of yours uses up a lot of energy, right?”

After all, although Old Mo wasn’t top-tier in strength, he was rich in experience, and this huge crater wasn’t just a minor burst; it was clearly another ace up the sleeve.

“Young people are so impulsive.

You already didn’t have much Spiritual Energy, and now it’s even worse.

How are you going to fight those guys?”

Su Qi: “??”

Getting older really does make people preachy, just like Old Huang.

He checked his Spiritual Energy again.

Did it use up a lot?

Just about 2000 or so.

He could perform that move thirty times with his eyes closed.

But still—

Old Mo still lay back looking at the Sky Dome, his tone turning caring and steadier: “Anyway, don’t mind my rambling.

Your identity is coveted by many, so being cautious and calm is always good.

Deaths in the dueling ground have no penalty, but it’s different in the instance.”

“I’ve seen many so-called prodigies, brilliant stars, who after one downfall, disappear without a trace.”

“And about everything here, I will keep it confidential.

I won’t disclose your features or trump cards.”

Old Mo said earnestly.

“So, Su Buxian—”

Old Mo suddenly paused.

After all his talk, this guy seemed not to have responded at all.

Was he listening?

Or taking the advice seriously as expected from a predecessor.

Old Mo turned his head only to find that no one was beside him anymore.

His eyes widened: “Where the hell are you?!”

“Don’t you listen when people talk!

What happened to the minimum respect for your elders!”

“Su Buxian!”

Su Qi stood on the edge of the crater, looking back: “Stop shouting, I’m listening.”

“Also—”

His pupils shone,

“Everything you just mentioned is inevitably going to happen because…”

“The poison zone is refreshing again.”

Reflected in his eyes, endless Black Rain was approaching from afar, rushing over at an even faster speed.

Old Mo was also dumbfounded, staring at the Sky Dome.

Countless crazy winds blowing!

Loads of branches and leaves floating in the sky!

The thunderous sound of Black Rain was like endless thunder striking the Earth!

“Are they still fighting out there?”

Su Qi checked the map.

Although not visible, everyone was nearby.

“At this speed, if they don’t want to perish together, they’ll naturally give up fighting and start running like mad.”

The points on the map were already dispersing in straight lines, escaping!

They didn’t even have time to meet up with each other.

Old Mo also pulled up his team map and noticed the same situation.

Even the powerfully strong bespectacled man was now fleeing seriously; this Black Rain was beyond human control.

It was truly terrifying.

And—

He also saw on the map, the trend of Black Rain expanding, tightening like waves.

Getting closer to their location!

“Su, what are you spacing out for?

Let’s get going!” bellowed Old Mo.

Su Qi said, “It’s time to go.”

He raised his hand, and a figure in a black robe materialized, quickly plummeting into the crater and hoisting up Old Mo.

Old Mo looked bewilderedly at this black-robed figure.

What ability was this?

Su Qi wasn’t hiding anything.

He was bound to face various battles; the time would come when he’d have to show his hand.

“Why are you bringing me along?” Old Mo shook his head and sighed.

Su Qi seriously said, “I have my reasons for bringing you.

Later, I’ll shove a couple of human bombs into you, and you can detonate them when you enter the team.”

“???” Old Mo thought there should be a limit to what beings can endure.

“Just kidding.”

Su Qi looked into the distance: “This world is deeply connected to Taoist immortal arts.

All our shelters appeared strategically aligned with the Four Symbols, four directions, and while the Black Rain is tightening, driving everyone to one location, it seems interconnected.”

“Anyway.”

“Old Mo, although you’re definitely going to lose points, surrendering now is too soon; you’ll have to hang tight for a bit longer.”

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Tired.

Really tired.