The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 355 - 238 I Want to be a Venerable!_2

355: Chapter 238 I Want to be a Venerable!_2

355 -238 I Want to be a Venerable!_2

He knew he had to take the risk stealthily, without making any noise!

The young man took a deep breath, lifted the dagger in his hand, and edged…

gently peeked his head out!

What caught his eyes, however, were not the guards clad in white.

It was an entirely empty entrance.

The young man was somewhat dumbfounded: “…..Where are the people?”

He cautiously walked inside, but he didn’t see anyone for a long time.

“Strange…

too strange…”

The young man’s calm heart became intensely uneasy as he continued towards the Venerable Garden, where there were statues of the Venerable.

It was a vast manor, the usual residence of the Venerable and ominously quiet.

There was no sound to be heard.

But even as he cautiously pushed the door open, he still saw no one.

The hallway, the empty rooms, the staircase leading up.

“What on earth is going on?”

The young man held his breath and headed for the deepest part, the further in he went, the more he saw…

some ghastly things.

Of course.

This ghastly referred to actual bones.

It seemed that because no outsiders dared to enter here, they were openly displayed around the corridors.

“Ugh…”

The young man nearly vomited.

Pinned on the walls were all sorts of eerie and cruel paintings, photographs depicting their past killings, cooking of flesh and blood, pursuit of fugitives, skinning, and breaking of bones.

Compared to the pleasant scenes of the town outside, it was like a totally different concept!

The more the young man looked, the more disgusted he felt, his stomach churning.

Many had crossed far beyond what a person should endure, each image capable of generating immense fear.

And on the paintings, he found messages inscribed in various handwriting.

All of them records of slaughters, or the cruel manipulation of rebels and those whom the Venerable’s Strength had not accepted.

The young man also saw another, much larger photograph.

“Those guilty…

possessed the ability to resist the Venerable’s Strength, and after lurking for two months, they collaborated with other newcomers for a massive, joint rebellion and escape.

These people, unwilling to accept the Venerable’s salvation, have been dealt with by many devout residents, commemorated in photographs.”

In the photograph.

Loads of corpses, dismembered flesh, the scene was extremely bloody!

More importantly…

The young man looked at the photograph of the many residents in terror.

There wasn’t a trace of an ordinary resident’s demeanor on any of them, each covered in a black liquid, like black monsters, with flames casting long shadows that highlighted their horrifying grins with menacing clarity.

Every one of them was lethally spine-chilling!

Behind the residents on the high platform stood the Venerable Manor’s followers, those who controlled and presided over everything, clad in white and maintaining smiles, seemingly chanting praises for the Venerable.

“Every one of them is a demon, every one of them is terror, cruelty, an existence that slaughters everything!” the young man clenched his teeth, the fear in his heart involuntarily making it difficult for him to move his legs.

“Now….”

The young man looked towards the door at the end of the corridor, shaking slightly all over, yet he still stepped forward.

The door grew nearer and nearer.

But at the same time, the door wasn’t completely closed, leaving a crack, through which the young man…

seemed to hear vague voices coming from inside.

His heart sank to the bottom.

His body was numb to the extreme.

But he had to take this step, he had already noticed that around him there were faint traces of Spirit Coins, with energy quietly stirring…

which meant that this manor, and perhaps the entire Venerable Garden, was enveloped in a ritual.

It was not just to prevent people from entering and discovering all of this, but also because a teleportation ritual existed in this place.

Retreating now would mean losing all chance.

He must…

“Bang!”

The crack in the door was suddenly burst open!

A figure appeared at the door, startling the young man, as the person in front of him was one of the followers!

His face was expressionless, holding a bloodied dagger!

Staring fixedly at the young man!

The pungent smell of blood made the young man’s pupils contract, and in the next moment, the trembling he had felt just before vanished, as he let out a low roar and burst forth.

“Die!”

When it came to the most lethal moment, the young man became even calmer.

But the next second.

The dagger penetrated the other person’s body!

The young man was startled, only to see the follower motionless, his expression unchanged, with blood flowing from his seven orifices…

Then.

The follower fell to the ground with a thunderous crash.

The young man’s expression froze.

At the same time.

He also saw everything inside the room, his eyes trembling.

“What…

what is this?”

The whole room was filled with corpses, the overwhelming smell of blood was intense to the extreme, all of them were the followers of the Venerable Manor, those who had presided over everything, following the Venerable’s will.

“Why has everyone died!!”

And the youth stared with trembling eyes at the elder whose head hung low, his body covered in black liquid that crazily leaped about—he wasn’t dead yet.

Only his limbs had been severed!

With a dagger thrust into his mouth!

Nailed him to the wall!

The old man’s face was filled with shock, anger, and madness!

He wanted to say something, but he could only make whimpering noises!

The faint voice he had just barely heard was his.

The youth blankly watched the elder.

The black liquid on the elder’s body, along with that powerful aura and strength, were all bursting out, struggling; he immediately recognized that the other’s strength was at Seventh Rank.

This was the strongest among all followers, and also…

the terrifying existence he had always been wary of.

But why!

Why had he become like this now, even nailed to the wall!

And the next moment.

Footsteps came from inside the room; the old man’s expression seemed even more agitated, and that overwhelming killing intent and hatred almost burst forth!

Yet he was completely unable to move.

The terrifying black liquid surged wildly over his body, but it was all restrained by that dagger.

The youth was also shocked as he watched the person walking out from the inner room.

“Ah…

Brother Su!”

Among the corpses on the floor.

The youth blankly watched Su Qi calmly holding a book in hand, gently pulling out the Venerable’s chair to sit down.

“Whimper, whimper, whimper!”

The old man struggled furiously, but was powerless.

“You’re slower than I expected, but you’ve finally arrived.

You’re passable.” Su Qi flicked through the book, speaking softly.

“What do you mean passable…

No, wait.” The youth’s voice trembled as he looked around:

“What the hell is going on!

Weren’t you influenced and became one of them?”

“That’s true.” Su Qi nodded: “Originally, during the day, everyone was joyful and harmoniously getting along, happy and beautiful.”

“But…” Su Qi sighed: “After I made a small request, they could no longer tolerate me.”

The youth was startled: “What request.”

“I want to become the Venerable.”

The youth’s eyes widened: “???”

What the hell kind of ‘small’ request is that!

In this crazy place, isn’t that outright rebellion!

“Anyway, they didn’t agree, so I had to do it myself.” Su Qi smiled as he looked at the old man: “Now that those who disagreed are gone, do you agree?”

Old man: “Whimper, whimper, whimper!”

“It seems you agree.” Su Qi said lightly.

The youth: “…”

He was somewhat confused, somewhat shocked, clutching his head: “Anyway, Brother Su, you aren’t influenced right now, right?

Everything this morning was an act.”

“No, I really found it very interesting.”

“…”

The youth looked at Su Qi, silent and unable to understand the person before him.

Shouldn’t you be shivering in fear of being found out!

Where’s the fun in that!

“Anyway…” the youth said earnestly in a hoarse voice: “Brother Su, let’s escape quickly while they’re dealt with.”

“The most dangerous are not them, but the many residents in the town, and the Venerables who will return tomorrow!”

He knew from the pictures in the corridor just how deadly terrifying they were!

“Each of them has a large amount of that black liquid in their bodies…

it will turn them into terrifying Symbiont black monsters!”

“By then, if we disturb them, we will have no chance to escape.”

Remembering those images and records, the youth’s voice trembled, his body chilled.

“Don’t rush.”

Su Qi spoke calmly: “I told you, I want to be the Venerable.”

“???” The youth was somewhat astonished:

“Are you not joking?”

“Bullshit.” Su Qi waved the book: “Look, I’m even reading the Venerable’s induction book and have made notes.”

The youth saw the notes scribbled and drawn on it, and snapped: “Damn it!”

This guy was serious!

The mental influence here indeed makes people abnormal!

But it only turns them into dangerous husks!

It doesn’t turn them into lunatics!

Damn!

But Su Qi just looked at him with a faint smile:

“And you, Ye.”

“Do you want to join this Venerable in a big venture?”