My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1068 - 319: Shocking the World! The Time-Devouring Insect! The Door Disciple Who Tramples Everything!

Chapter 1068: Chapter 319: Shocking the World! The Time-Devouring Insect! The Door Disciple Who Tramples Everything!

"Door Disciple??"

Staring at the figure on the ground, Wake Leaf and Agnes Tennyson in the sky froze for a moment, their first reaction not fear or shock, but a sense of...

Has this guy gone mad?

Everyone knew that during the Battle of Abyss City, Gary Smith and the Door Disciple had appeared at the same time.

Even if Gary’s illusions were incredibly strong, they couldn’t possibly have deceived Silas Davidson, the White Fox of Abyss City, nor the Lady of Eternal Darkness.

Not to mention the Door Disciple taking the Spear of the Crimson Hundred-Eyed Dragon King from him and with his own power, reversing the course of the battle and repelling the Lady of Eternal Darkness.

This made it clear that the Door Disciple couldn’t be fake, and a mere mortal like Gary could never achieve resurrection, let alone nearly become an Exotic Entity.

As for the clothes...

Within the Alliance territory, there are no small number of Door Disciple’s fans, so related peripheral products are explosively popular, often leading to people cosplaying as the Door Disciple when going out, and even dark forces impersonating the Door Disciple to scare off Special Department Members.

And it really worked once or twice, but the Alliance quickly realized something was amiss.

Because the Door Disciple would never stoop to commit such lowly acts as theft and skullduggery!

They were caught swiftly, and from this experience a set of capture techniques was derived, simply put...

By feeling.

After all, others can imitate the Door Disciple’s appearance but can’t mimic his inner elegance and madness.

Moreover, someone has recently been hunting down "fake Door Disciples" like mad, making many afraid to impersonate the character.

After all, no one knows how many big shots have been offended, so impersonating them is simply seeking death.

"Even an evil spirit, when faced with a desperate situation, is left with nothing but madness and stupidity, such is the vile nature of humans."

Wake Leaf mused with an emotional complexion, to him, Gary Smith was trying to scare them off by disguising himself as the Door Disciple, but unfortunately...

This trick had been overused!

"Scared, are you?"

Gary, unaware of this information, reached out to adjust the top hat on his head that had transformed from the Rotting King Crown, which had entered a cooldown state after the defense. He bowed slightly, smiling as he spoke:

"You may start running now, or else... you won’t have the chance later."

"Haha!"

Wake Leaf sneered, not bothering to engage in a war of words, but turned to Agnes Tennyson and said:

"Great Elder, delay leads to change, capture him first and torture out his secrets."

Compared to Gary’s change of costume, Wake Leaf was more curious about how this guy managed to withstand a blow from the Great Elder without a scratch.

Every strong person has secrets, but Gary’s rise from a commoner, having suppressed a group of Family Prodigies so they couldn’t lift their heads, the secrets he holds are surely beyond everyone’s imagination.

As a competent political creature, although the Leaf Clan was exterminated, Wake Leaf didn’t lose his rationality. With them still around, they could easily spend hundreds of years to foster a new Family.

If they could obtain the inheritance on Gary that resembles that of an Ancient Monarch, they might even have the chance to go one step further, cross through the Eternal Gate, and become one of the Ancient Giants.

To look down upon time immemorial.

Temporary success or failure is but a bit of frost and dew.

"Good!"

Agnes Tennyson nodded, looking down at Gary on the ground with contemptuous eyes, and scoffed:

"Thinking that changing your clothes will scare us off is far too naive. Even if you were the real Door Disciple, what of it..."

"I, Agnes Tennyson, have dominated for more than six hundred years, and have not yet met anyone I couldn’t suppress!"

Boom!

The Azure Meteor Star Leaf puzzle shimmered, with vast starlight sweeping across, forming a sky-obscuring giant hand shaped like a lotus leaf, while star brilliance blocked the Void and the strength of the Radiant Moon Peak held nothing back.

Endless starlight converged, emanating an aura capable of obliterating all things!

This was the top technique passed down through the Leaf Clan - Azure Starry Sea.

Instantly taking form!

"Radiant Moon Peak, indeed very strong, but unfortunately..."

Gary narrowed his eyes, feeling the terrifying pressure nearing, as well as the triumphant looks in the eyes of the two men. His lips curled up slightly as he spoke in a subdued tone:

"You’ve gotten old!"

In the midst of speaking, his hands rested on the Staff of the Dust-Stepper as it landed on the ground, slightly lifting and falling again with gentle taps.

Hum!

Accompanied by a soft hum, a golden torrent exploded from Gary as the epicenter, flooding the world, and in the ears of Wake Leaf and Agnes Tennyson rang the murmuring sound of water.

It made their expressions shift.

Because that was not the sound of flowing water!

It was...

Time flowing!

Above the head of the Door Disciple, the projection of the Long River of Time suddenly descended, numerous tributaries passing by, quiet and peaceful yet spanning the past and present, their steady flow carrying ripples, and within a carelessly splashed droplet.

Reflected the birth, prosperity, and decline of a brilliant civilization.

Heroes, beauties, emperors, and even lofty demigods are all incredibly insignificant in the face of Time.

After the long eons, they are but a handful of dust.

Right and wrong, success and failure are fleeting, while Green Mountain still stands.

And on those tributaries of Time, an old, rust-streaked brass scale emerged as if it was a prop discarded by someone after use, yet it emanated an overwhelming power of Aging.

All things, even The World, age!

Great Existence faces the erosion of time and moves towards extinction, only Taboos are eternal!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The pointer trembled slowly, and upon it rested a shadow of a mysterious insect, as if cast from gold, massive in size with a face like a locust, a body like a worm, shaped with the curve of an ouroboros, appearing as a door. And with insect-like compound eyes, but within them spun countless mysterious clocks, reflecting the time of all things.