My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1072 - 320: The Transformation of the Thousand-Handed Demon God! The Pale Tyrant! Gary Smith’s Promotion! Going to Meet Red Rabbit_2

Chapter 1072: Chapter 320: The Transformation of the Thousand-Handed Demon God! The Pale Tyrant! Gary Smith’s Promotion! Going to Meet Red Rabbit_2

He mingled within the circles of Devotees of Evil God, sustained wholly by ideals and ambition. Survival was uncertain from day to day, and aberration could occur at any moment.

So any decent item they came across was immediately used on themselves.

Otherwise... their companions would ensure they were reborn prematurely.

Therefore, including the war trophies scavenged from the three High Priests, the total value amounted to around 150 million.

That was still less than their own worth.

[Heart of Netherworld High Priest (Five-star Intermediate Level): Over four hundred years ago, he had been a wealthy and life-loving young master, generously kind and beloved in his carefree existence until he was confronted with the death of loved ones. During the funeral, he silently buried his own parents. Not long after, a strange epidemic arose, claiming the lives of his wife and children right before his eyes, leaving him to bury them with his own hands.

However, unlike others, he felt no sadness. As he caressed the mud where he buried his family, he couldn’t comprehend why life was so fragile. Good or bad people alike, no matter how splendid or humble their lives, ended up buried beneath the mud at their feet.

He pondered this and grew fascinated with the sensation of burying others, continually marrying and siring children, then engineering accidents to bury his family in the earth. By chance, he encountered the teachings of the Netherworld Church and a thought sprouted within him.

"Since all things must die, why not bury them prematurely, transforming the world into eternal nether soil so that I, and they, may exist forever?"

Driven by this idea, he joined the church, and with his intelligence and talent, he continuously received Grace. Eventually, during a grand sacrifice ceremony, he succeeded in transforming his heart into an aberration, becoming a High Priest of Netherworld, and he obtained a divine art derived from the ecosystem of the Netherworld God—the Heart of Netherworld.

Through his aberrant heart, he could sense the Netherworld, converting his blood into nether blood. By burying life, he harnessed the Power of Death and transmuted the soil of the mortal realm into nether soil suitable for the Life Element creatures, overlapping with the Netherworld’s ecological system. He possessed the power to summon creatures from the Netherworld and manipulate its forces.

He controlled the bones of his dead family members, keeping them forever by his side.

He could create Evolutionary Secret Food for the Life Element, as well as Super-Level Skill Secret Food "Heart of Netherworld," which upon consumption, grants mastery over the Skill to transform life into nether soil, using souls as consumables to convert the power of the Netherworld and overlay it upon the current world.]

[PS: My family, they are with me forever.]

[Spine of the Storm High Priest (Five-star Intermediate Level): The Storm Sect teaches that the world should be engulfed by storms and thunder. Their followers can receive Divine Grace and metamorphose into Storm Giants or Thunder Giants.

But the fear and worship they harbor is not for the "Pale Tyrant," the Great Existence they revere, but rather for the absolute power they crave. Thus, the hierarchy within the sect is based on strength; defeat a superior, and you may replace them, even the Deities themselves.

Jackson Thunder, like his father, hailed from a primal tribe in the lightning-infested plains, where food was scarce, and safety nonexistent. You could be struck dead by lightning in your sleep. Surviving such harsh conditions forged him with a resilient body, will, and ambition.

He touched lightning, sensed storms, longing to usurp the Beings behind these Heavenly Disasters, and worked relentlessly toward his goal. After reaching manhood, he defeated his father, a Priest, and with a look of satisfaction in his father’s eyes, he took his skull to make a drinking cup so that his father would always accompany him.

As a Priest, he led the Storm Church in unleashing several major disaster ceremonies, received blessings, and amidst the besiegement of Alliance powerhouses, he ascended to the Radiant Moon Tier and gave birth to "True Words—Thunder Bone." As he was more adept at harnessing thunder, he received the divine art "Thunder Tyrant" bestowed by the Pale Tyrant, refining his own spinal column to control and consume thunder.

Refined to the extreme, he could rival the Superior Dependents of the legendary Pale Tyrant—the Thunder Eye Titan, capable of pulverizing all with his own might.

He could create Skill Secret Food for the Thunder Element series, as well as Super-Level Skill Secret Food "Thunder Tyrant."]

[PS: I want to shine upon the world like lightning, even if just for a moment.]

[Knot of the Myriad Beard Priest (Five-star Intermediate Level): The Myriad Beard Sect venerates the Great Existence known as "Bearded God," "Master of Beasts," and "Mother of All Demons," who is said to have dropped a root tendril, birthing the first Demons and spawning many races, earning the title of Mother of Races, a Great Existence within the Life Element system.

Covered in faces, it records the origins of numerous Demons and ancient lives, its billion root tendrils entwining the "Tentacle Divine Realm." Its coming has the potential to turn all beings into demons.

The Myriad Beard Sect, propagated through various ceremonies, can initiate the ancient rite of demon ascension, which during times of worldly Chaos, allows one to metamorphose into a true demon.

Due to its Great Existence trait, the Myriad Beard Priest had been an aberration from childhood within the sect and, with a naturally fractured spirit, needed only slight guidance to cultivate a fanatic devotion, becoming an agent of chaos.

He maintained his sanity amidst the corruption of the Evil God’s ecological system, engulfing and fusing numerous living creatures into his own with root tendrils, creating new tendrils of life engraved with faces.

In the Myriad Beard Sect, one’s position is delineated by the number of tendrils possessed—one, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand.

A Myriad Beard Priest of the Radiant Moon Tier holds a thousand tendrils of life, capable of plundering the essence of different life forms to strengthen their own, enhancing their life force limits, and bringing powerful recovery and physique.]