The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 349 - 235 I am Laden with Heavy Sins!

349: Chapter 235 I am Laden with Heavy Sins!

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349 -235 I am Laden with Heavy Sins!

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Su Qi slowly placed his hands on the shoulders of the youth.

The boy’s body trembled slightly, but he did not respond.

The strength in his footsteps remained strong as he looked at Su Qi with eyes slightly bloodshot, “Don’t hold me back….”

Su Qi said, “I’m not holding you back, just asking how you’re feeling now?

Are you still holding on to Brother Ma’s great idea of dialectical materialism?”

The youth remained silent.

He didn’t understand but began to lick his lips.

His withered lips were devoid of color, and his face grew even paler.

“I am…

in a lot of pain now.”

Black patterns spread across his body, seemingly burning, not particularly painful, but every inch of his flesh could feel a searing sense of pain, as if it had even penetrated his heart.

Intense anxiety…

made him feel as though he was engulfed in confusion and vague emotions, with a suffocating sense of being overwhelmed.

“I hear voices rising within my heart.”

“As long as I join them, as long as I can kill those sinners, as long as I live in this world, I will find relief.”

The murmuring of the boy made Su Qi understand that this guy had also stepped halfway in.

Unlike the other evildoers here, they engaged in these acts, which would stimulate the evil within, feeling refreshing and comfortable.

They were not good people to begin with; being here was just a form of venting for them.

“You two, why are you not moving?”

The old man’s voice suddenly appeared behind Su Qi and the youth, ghostlike.

The youth was startled, feeling a chill and dread all over.

Su Qi, however, did not move, nor did he turn around, but rather looked at the Judgement Hammer in the dome:

“Because as a newcomer, I was thinking…

everyone is praising the Venerable, but so far, I haven’t even seen the Venerable’s face.”

“…Are you a newcomer here for baptism?” The old man gently revealed a smile, which was very warm.

“Sorry, there is no chance to see the Venerable right now.”

Su Qi looked at the old man and smiled faintly, “I see, then how can I meet the Venerable?”

The old man’s gaze fixed on Su Qi:

“In three days, the great Venerable will be in the largest church, conducting a sermon for the heart for everyone.”

He put his hands together, “Thank you, Venerable.”

Ahead, people were slicing the black Mummies, one cut after another.

The black liquid spurting out from within had soaked their clothes and splashed onto their cheeks, yet seemingly without any awareness.

As for the black Mummies, they looked alive from the outside, but once pierced, they were just shells.

What was inside?

In the midst of painful screams, shrieks, and the despairing growls, it was all slowly fading away.

Only Su Qi noticed something from inside these black Mummy shells was being sucked into the bodies of the people.

“Ah….”

Everyone gently closed their eyes, hands pressed together, emitting a contented murmur.

The various black patterns on their bodies were also receding like the tides, as if they had indeed been washed away by a baptism.

“Do you see it?”

The old man gently spoke in a warm voice, “I know the concerns of you two, the process and place of baptism may seem frightening, but in reality, they are all just ways to weigh down the sins here.

By leaving everything behind in this place, one finds liberation and a happier life.”

“If you still have concerns, I can give you time to think, but your illness…” The old man sighed lightly, earnestly saying, “really shouldn’t be delayed.”

The boy’s lips quivered.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, collapsing to his knees, trembling, his face paler than ever and completely devoid of color.

The old man’s eyes moved, gently saying, “He…

is having an outbreak.”

All eyes shifted in unison, and then everyone put down everything in their hands and gathered around.

One by one, dressed in blood-stained white clothes, they chattered nonstop, the noise and discussion echoing around.

“His illness has gotten worse….”

“Yesterday’s hesitation and retreat…

have let the pain devour him…”

“He does not believe in the Venerable….”

“…He is going to die…”

“Baptism…

he must undergo baptism….”

The youth was in excruciating pain, the black lines seemed as if they were trying to devour him, something that couldn’t be endured simply by gritting one’s teeth.

His mind was somewhat dazed under the surging of the black lines.

He muttered to himself and slowly reached out his hand, “I…

need…

baptism…”

“Child, don’t worry…” The old man also slowly extended his hand, the people around them forming a circle with smiles on their faces.

The warmth in their eyes and the gentleness of their tone contrasted sharply with the various bloodstains on their bodies:

“We…

will lead you out of Hell…”

But the youth’s defenses had collapsed in his dazed and pained state, his hand about to grasp the old man’s palm.

Yet, it was Su Qi who directly caught the old man’s hand instead.

“Elder,” Su Qi shook the other’s hand enthusiastically, his face wearing a warm smile, “The words you just spoke were really touching.

One should indeed let go of all the past in life.

Let me go first, he seems to be alright.”

The youth spat out another mouthful of blood.

The people: “…”

Which of your eyes sees him as alright?

“Moreover…” Su Qi slowly revealed another line on his arm, as if engraved into his flesh, “My sins are heavier; I am in greater need of redemption.”

As the tattoo appeared,

The old man’s pupils slightly constricted, as if he sensed an overwhelming murderous aura!

As if he has killed countless people!

A coldness that regarded human life as insignificant!

Endless sins seemed to be hidden inside this young man’s body!

His first reaction was not of surprise, but of immense joy!

And he concealed it extremely well!

“You can…” The old man instantly gave up on the youth, even showing a more passionate smile, “You come for the baptism!”

“Good!”

Su Qi slowly rolled down his sleeve and followed the old man, wearing a full smile, towards the inside.

Although the Blood Rage Curse had been triggered once, it didn’t mean that it would disappear because of that.

The God of Anxiety harbored a deep loathing for him; the curse would persist like a burr in the flesh, unless the other party actively removed it or he found a way to deal with it.

And currently, the Blood Fury Value had not been reset.

[Current Blood Fury Value 2213149, once it reaches 10 million the God of Anxiety will descend again]

This shows just how deeply the God of Anxiety loves him.

And the power that would appear next time was likely to be even more terrifying.

Su Qi slowly followed the old man towards the center of the area.

He looked at the question mark above the old man’s head, it showed:

[He is incredibly excited, shocked that your sins are so horrendous!

He has never seen such a wicked person, and wants to bring you down before the Venerable returns!]

“What heinous sins, it’s just irrelevant to me,” Su Qi said calmly, looking at the old man who was trembling slightly, fiercely suppressing both shock and joy.

The source of the sins was…

the Curse of the God of Anxiety.

Even a hint of its aura was enough to be overwhelmingly sinful!

Although everyone here was evil,

The sins of all of them combined, even if multiplied by a thousand, wouldn’t match a single hair of the sinful aura attached to this curse.

“Moreover…

sins seem to be an important thing, the Venerable and his followers seem to really like wicked people.”

“I wonder what their faces would look like if all the sins on the Curse of the God of Anxiety burst forth.”

However,

Su Qi wasn’t in a hurry, he had begun to understand the strangeness of this place, and those black mummies, referred to as baptisms…

were the key to everything.

The Venerable hadn’t yet returned or made an appearance.

The old man took Su Qi to the side of a cage, and personally brought out the black mummy, its evil aura filled with struggle and madness, and also various torments and murderous intents.

“Now…”

The old man handed a knife to Su Qi: “You may begin your baptism.”

“No need, elder.”

Su Qi didn’t take it, but instead slowly drew out the Dark Star, which morphed into the shape of a knife:

“I prefer to use my own blade.”