My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1062 - 317: The Divine Waste that Sweeps Away Everything! Authority of the Rancher! The Downfall of the Leaf Clan!_4

Chapter 1062: Chapter 317: The Divine Waste that Sweeps Away Everything! Authority of the Rancher! The Downfall of the Leaf Clan!_4

With the ancient toad crooning echoing, its aura pulsing rhythmically, it digested the prey in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the Desire Serpent Mother Tree and the Moon Bull glared with fury.

This guy, previously slacking off when doing work, now frequently swooped in to gobble up prey.

So lazy and so greedy!

If it weren’t for Pursue the Day keeping an eye on things, they would have liked to brawl with it.

But now, they needed to hurry and capture their own prey, to strengthen their spiritual power, their gazes becoming more brutal and chaotic.

On the other side.

"Pfft!"

Because he lost four Pet Beasts at once, Gabriel Leaf’s Spiritual Puzzle immediately shattered, backlashing against his soul, and he coughed up blood, collapsing to the ground, his hair turning white visibly fast, and his body aging concurrently.

"Heh... hehe..."

Gabriel Leaf looked up at the sky, not noticing Gary Smith, and felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

He had seen him as a strong enemy, but from beginning to end, the other had not even noticed him, like an ant scurrying beside the road.

How ridiculous!

Thinking of this, Gabriel Leaf completely broke down and bellowed:

"Gary Smith, kill me! If you dare, just kill me!"

"Gabriel Leaf, everything that happened is actually your own doing."

Gary Smith appeared before him, looking down at the once esteemed young master, who was now wretched and insane, and sighed:

"The downfall of the Leaf Clan, it’s all because of you."

Upon hearing this, Gabriel Leaf felt as though struck by lightning, then he refused to accept reality, shouting madly:

"No! It wasn’t me! It’s all because you, a bumpkin, refused to submit, you fancy yourself as a savior of the commoners, but I know, you are the same as us, an extremely selfish political creature.

Once you become an Ancient Giant, establish a family, and take over abundant resources, you will only become a Wicked Dragon, and furthermore, an even worse one than us..."

"The howls of a loser are filled with delusions, for in their world, everyone must be as vile as they are, but in truth..." Gary Smith said meaningfully, "You’re thinking too conservatively."

If he chose to be evil, the whole world would tremble in fear.

He simply didn’t want to, adhering to his own line in the sand as a rational anchor.

An unrestrained desire only leads to destruction!

"..."

Gabriel Leaf fell silent, he had imagined Gary Smith would deny it, feigning that he was doing it all for justice, but he never expected...

The other to say he was too conservative!

This guy, he’s a true demon!

He had transcended the Demon Clan, like the ancient Grand Demons first spawned from the Abyss, cruel and brutal, chaotic and unordered.

Just as Gabriel Leaf was descending into despair, he heard Gary Smith continue to say:

"However, you do have a point. I too am quite curious about whether I will become the new Wicked Dragon, so as long as you kneel and beg for mercy, this time I’ll let you go, and next time we meet, then I will kill you!"

The moment the words were spoken, they left Gabriel Leaf gaping in disbelief.

He...didn’t have to die?

At first stunned, then overjoyed, Gabriel Leaf as a child of a political animal did not pride himself on dying defiantly—the frenzy before was only because he felt he had no chance of survival.

Now that Gary Smith had given a glimmer of hope for survival, even if it was false, he wanted to grasp it.

Therefore, without hesitation, Gabriel Leaf knelt down and pleaded:

"Gary Smith, I beg you, let me go!"

He prostrated on the ground, his head hitting the floor so hard it bled profusely, and he dared not stop the bleeding. Slowly lifting his head, he found Gary Smith had already turned away.

It was really true!

This guy was so arrogant that he actually let him go!

Head bowed, hiding his hate-filled eyes, Gabriel Leaf was secretly elated. As long as he could live, what was dignity worth?

He would make Gary Smith fall from grace, wanted by the Alliance, and then have his father and the Great Elder capture him, torture him to death, to cleanse this humiliation.

While he was fantasizing about the future, suddenly a long spear impaled his head, and he said in disbelief:

"Why... why..."

Gary Smith turned around, smiling gleefully at him:

"Because we meet again, ah!"

Turning around for the second meeting, isn’t that the next time we meet?

After all, Gary Smith, the great kind-hearted man, always has a compassionate heart, disliking to see people alone; he prefers sending them to reunite!

As his voice faded, Gabriel Leaf turned to ashes in his unwillingness, his soul consumed by the Meadow.

At the same time, the entire Leaf Clan was utterly destroyed, reduced to Ruins.

All the survivors were either killed by Divine waste or turned into forage for the Meadow.

Just as they prepared for their return, two Divine waste exchanged glances and suddenly dashed off in opposite directions, attempting to escape the Meadow’s constraint.

But, just when they thought they could run, at the edge of the Meadow’s space, eyes ablaze with Silver Flames opened, blocking their path.

Simultaneously, Pursue the Day appeared in the Sky above, smiling as he watched them.

"Roar!"

The Moon Roaring Demon and the serpent mother tree of all desires went Full Force, trying to kill the hound that tormented them, but in the next second, they were slapped back into their original forms, one palm each.

Although Pursue the Day’s greatest advantage to outsiders is the Indestructible Attribute, it has a special Meadow imprint for Meadow beings, providing high resistance and suppression, qualifying as a Civil War Illusion God!

Moreover, he had long buried dozens of traps at the edge of the Meadow, in anticipation of such situations.

Therefore, he never worries about the Livestock of the Meadow getting the chance to escape.

"Woof!"

This time you made a mistake, so as a punishment your ten minutes of rest each month are cancelled from now on. You’ll stay by my side eating grass, creating more value for your Master!

With that said, Pursue the Day’s weapon-like appendages curled back, dragging them into the depths of the Meadow amidst their desperate wails.

As for the sleeping toad, satiated, it had already started to doze off, oblivious to their life-threatening behavior.

Is it not good to have food and drink?

As the Meadow vanished, Gary Smith put away the War Trophies collected by Little Spider, looking at the destroyed Leaf Clan, he sighed:

"When will this cycle of vengeance ever end!"

After he finished speaking, he disappeared into the Void Rift opened by Little Spider.

About half an hour later, with the vastness of Star Light, Wake Leaf returned to this place, trembling as he beheld his devastated Family, unable to believe that what he saw was real, and roared furiously:

"Who did this!"

At this moment, the Starlight Gate converged, and Light Tennyson rushed out, hugging his leg and sobbing:

"Father, brother, mother, elder sister, and many others are all dead. It was Gary Smith’s doing; we must take revenge, make him into my toy, and torment him forever and ever, boo-hoo-hoo..."

However, in the depths of Light Tennyson’s eyes, there wasn’t much sorrow; instead, there was fear and glee because with his brother dead, he would become the rightful eldest son of the Family, and no one would be there to control him anymore.

Yet, having been frightened by Gary Smith, he too wanted his ability to turn people into beasts, so he urged his Father to kill him and turn him into his toy.

Perhaps then, he could become that strong too!

Above all else...

While Light Tennyson was enjoying thoughts of a fabulous Future, a familiar voice sounded:

"Finally, I’ve found you!"

Hearing this, Light Tennyson’s body shook, his expression gradually turning to panic, and he raised his head instinctively, trembling uncontrollably at the sight before him.

"Wake Leaf" had somehow turned into...

Gary Smith.

"It turns out there’s still a fish that slipped through the net, hiding in the deeply buried sanctuary. I was almost deceived. Fortunately, I habitually hold back a last resort."

Gary Smith looked at him with a gleeful smile:

"What did you just say you want to make me into?"

To eliminate the roots,

Gary Smith is a professional!

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