Virus King - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: 552nd Layer of the Abyss! The World of Poison!

TL: YYang

The 552nd Layer of the Abyss.

This was truly the absolute bottom of the Abyss!

After all, the current Abyss, theoretically, only extended to 600 layers. With the loss of the six hundredth layer of hell, the downward extension and spread of the Power of the Abyss had significantly slowed.

And here, the distance to the bottom was undoubtedly very close.

In this place, only a few areas of the Abyss still held demons, who were perhaps not weak in strength. However, even during Chen Bai’s previous Abyssal Trial, there were no traces of historical remnants or the marks of Abyssal Lords in this region. This alone demonstrated that this area was utterly “desolate” within the Abyss.

And now, there wasn’t a single demon present.

The environment here was simply far too harsh.

This harshness was vastly different from many other Abyssal planes.

Here, there were no icebergs or seas of fire, no terrifying rules, nor chaotic storms or lightning.

In fact, in the red sky of this plane, there were three suns.

Although the number was excessive, compared to other Abyssal worlds, this made Chen Bai, as someone from Blue Star, feel a sense of familiarity.

However, when one’s gaze shifted to the ground, any Abyssal creature would definitely frown.

The land here was rotting. It was impossible to distinguish whether it was solid ground or a series of swamps.

Above this ground, purple-green miasma and various plants spread across the land.

Even Emperor-level demons, terrifyingly powerful beings, would not be able to survive for long if they continuously inhaled the poisonous miasma of this environment day and night.

This kind of terrifying poison held significant research value.

But fundamentally, all poisons and miasmas were essentially composed of unique fungal bacteria or viruses, inherently linked to plagues.

Currently, if one wanted to create a Plague Garden, this world within the vast Abyss was undoubtedly the most suitable and promising choice.

However, certain modifications would still be required.

Looking at the present conditions, the toxic miasma here was so severe that even the Plague Bishops from the Cult of the Plague might not be able to withstand it. If someone wanted to transform this area into the future headquarters of the Cult of the Plague, it would undoubtedly be wishful thinking.

“Great True God, all the plants here seem to be nourished by this unique soil, producing this eerie toxic miasma. This place has immense research value!”

Even Black Star Bishop Sarulance was quick to voice their opinion and evaluation, highly praising this terrifying and bizarre world covered by swamps and miasma.

However, after Chen Bai descended into the realm, he did not act rashly. After inspecting the area, he raised his gaze slightly toward the sky.

His thoughts differed slightly from those of others.

While the Plague Bishops believed the source of this phenomenon was the swampy land, Chen Bai primarily focused on the three suns in the sky.

Despite the protection provided by the Abyssal Will, he could still distinctly sense that something was amiss.

The sun was meant to symbolize warmth, as a gift of stellar heat.

However, the three suns above provided no comforting warmth. Instead, they exuded an indescribable dampness and moisture.

A water-attribute sun? Combined with other suns? Added to the chaotic plants, the rotting swamps, and their gradual fusion, they formed this bizarre world!

Chen Bai quickly pieced together the mystery of this peculiar Abyssal plane.

Now that he understood, he was even more satisfied.

This type of world was a paradise for plagues and viruses.

However, because it was so ideal, certain ancient remnants here were excessively powerful. Finding a suitable location within it was essential. No matter what, this would serve as the foundation for the Cult of the Plague’s foothold.

Judging by the current situation, Black Star Bishop Sarulance, Pustule Bishop Richmond, and Leech Bishop Festus seemed highly adapted to this environment.

After all, transcendent members of the Cult of the Plague naturally had strong resistance to plague-related abilities.

In fact, within this world of plagues, they might even find certain benefits that could stimulate further improvements to their strength.

However, the Saint-level Falk and Romary were clearly less adapted.

The poisonous miasma of this world was far too terrifying for ordinary living beings to endure.

Thus, it was necessary to isolate a specific area.

With this in mind, Chen Bai fixed his sights on an Abyssal Well wrapped in countless purple-black vines.

In the next moment, the Abyssal Will and Authority radiated outward. The vines, as if encountering a natural nemesis, rapidly retreated and regressed at an unimaginable speed, vanishing completely.

Even the swampy land nearby solidified in certain areas.

The power of the Abyss was truly extraordinary!

This was the Authority of an Abyssal Overlord!

The changes spread across dozens of miles around the Abyssal Well. Only after this transformation did Chen Bai stop. Naturally, he did not convert all these dozens of miles into barren land.

Instead, he constructed roads and land following the design of a city. As for the remaining swamps and toxic miasma, although much of it was isolated, a significant portion remained!

The toxic miasma and rotting plants that formed the swamp were not useless. For the Cult of the Plague, they could very well prove to be major assets.

Standing atop the transformed land, Chen Bai’s lips curled into a smile.

“From now on, this will be the new world of the Cult of the Plague! The 552nd Layer of the Abyss! I hereby name it: Plague Garden! In the future, this shall become the divine kingdom of my Authority of Plague! Do not disappoint my painstaking efforts!”

Upon hearing this, the others’ eyes lit up.