The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

The plane had already been devoured by countless distortions.

How should one describe the scene witnessed now?

Su Qi's gaze was fixed on the outside of the plane.

He felt as if he had returned to his Personal Space, traveling through numerous channels filled with Pollution and Nihility, with Black Fog surging chaotically like Chaos.

The windows around him had become utterly opaque, as if he were in a strange land devoid of any light!

"Nihility..."

It reminded Su Qi of the channels opened by rituals performed by the powerhouses he had seen at the Stars Hall, among which terrifying currents swarmed.

The entire plane had been sucked into a vortex as vast as... a black hole, and no one knew what would happen next.

At this moment,

everyone on the plane had passed out; the terrifying screams and the spiritual impact brought by the Pollution had directly caused their mental collapse, and massive amounts of eerie, twisted Black Fog were seeping in through the cracked crevices!

After all, they were all Ordinary people. Even if other players were in this situation, they'd probably blackout... lose consciousness.

Su Qi's Spiritual Energy surged, his base attribute plus the sequence enhancement had pushed his spiritual power to ten thousand, his frightfully high spiritual power allowed him to remain conscious even in this situation.

However, there was no additional information... Rather, as long as he stared at the Black Fog, it would start screaming frantically as if startled, emitting a massive sense of distortion and weirdness like a tide!

As if it would endlessly strengthen, then gather a massive amount of Black Fog and shadows, coming from a distant unknown place!

It seemed to devour Su Qi!

And at the same time, he also saw a deep red question mark, reminding him of everything.

[Do not look directly!]

"So sensitive?"

Before the distortion crazily gathered and burst,

Su Qi could only close his eyes.

This kind of prohibition against direct viewing... was not new to him. In the previous projections of the Ancient Battlefield at Linyuan Land, he had seen many extraordinary things, but in this dangerous situation, it was slightly different; looking once or twice may be sustainable, but the longer he looked, the more terrifying and weird things it would attract.

Unless he could withstand it with his own strength in the future, but now it was too far away, a mass of deadly dangerous aura seemed to devour him.

And once he closed his eyes, it was like blocking all senses; he felt as if his body didn't exist, every other sensation completely vanished.

Time passed by seconds and minutes.

He didn't know how long had passed.

Su Qi's senses gradually returned, and sounds reached his ears; he slowly opened his eyes.

The plane had landed, and the hull had cracked everywhere, all windows were already shattered.

Given the situation...

Ordinary people would likely not have survived, but Su Qi scanned around; not a single person was dead, all were still alive.

"... It's like being protected by some force."

"And..."

Su Qi narrowed his eyes, observing changes in the bodies of the people.

Some people were slowly coming to, each holding their heads as if they had splitting headaches.

"My head... it hurts so much..."

"Has the plane... landed?"

"Are we... still alive?"

"Wait, something feels off."

The man next to Su Qi also trembled slightly, then slowly opened his eyes, looked around blankly, and then screamed in terror:

"Ah! Monsters!"

Everyone froze, noticing the man and others around them on the seats, screaming!

Every person on the plane had undergone changes; some... had terrifying faces growing on their arms, others had iron spikes penetrating their bodies, yet others had bloodied hands growing on their heads.

An assortment of horrors! Absolutely chilling!

Su Qi held the shoulder of the frightened struggling man next to him and calmly said:

"Calm down..."

"After all, you've also turned into a monster."

The man was stunned, looked down, and only then noticed strange patterns on his chest, like burns.

"What in the world is... happening?"

People finally began to realize their situation, looking terrified at one another: "Why have our bodies transformed like this..."

"And... where exactly are we!"

"Where did we crash?"

"There's no signal on the mobile phones either!"

Outside the plane windows was a terrifying deep red, a faintly spreading eerie fog, blurring the distant view, but chilly enough to make everyone shudder.

And in a corner, seated alone without speaking or showing any emotion, an middle-aged man now slightly raised his head, his expression solemn as he spoke:

"Passed through twisted visions, infected by strangeness... everyone undergoes terrible transformations, help... help, this place is full of horrors..."

People were stunned, unsure why the middle-aged man would say such things.

But the man's body trembled slightly, his eyes widened: "That's from that notebook!"

The man looked at the middle-aged man: "You've looked into it too?"

The middle-aged man did not answer but looked at the face on his right arm, instead, with a probing gaze, he said solemnly: "I never thought I'd actually encounter it."

By this time, six people stood up, each with a refined aura, and their muscular build and movements carried a menacing presence.

Someone looked at the middle-aged man: "Captain, what do we do now?"

"Stick to the prepared plan," the middle-aged man spoke.

This person nodded, pulling out a badge from his pocket, his voice carrying weight: "Everyone, we are from the national emergency response department, please remain calm now."