The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

Chapter 367 - 244: Big Meeting! Three Key Metrics!_2

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

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.