My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1214 - 356: Destiny’s Grand Jupiter! He Transforms into the Free Spirit of Heaven! Border Battlefield! The New Contract Position!

Chapter 1214: Chapter 356: Destiny’s Grand Jupiter! He Transforms into the Free Spirit of Heaven! Border Battlefield! The New Contract Position!

While Gary Smith was zealously making money.

Plague Dove and Keegan Dean ran non-stop out of the Borderland, daring not to gasp for breath, much less look back, for fear that Gary Smith, the Grand Demon, would appear behind them.

After all, this guy was too bold and reckless, and for money... who knows if he might resort to a second kidnapping.

This caused Keegan Dean, assigned by the Alliance to monitor them and prevent their deaths on the road by maliciously framing them, to struggle to keep a straight face.

Indeed, reason doesn’t win hearts, but fists can.

They crossed the battlefield until they reached Across the Abyss and finally exhaled, looking at each other:

"Are you going to deliver the message?"

"If you’re going, then go!"

The two said in unison, then fell silent, tacitly burying the secret deep in their hearts.

After all, this time they had lost too completely, not only was His Highness’ incarnation turned into a breeding pig, but the Crown Princess Consort was also taken away.

Going now would be like touching a tiger’s buttocks.

As for Gary Smith’s threats, what of them? However exceptional his talent may be?

They have backgrounds and powers. When the Alien Race army presses in to attack the Human Clan, let their fathers and ancestors act to suppress and kill him.

Adding the time for the Multiracial competition and exploring the Relic, it won’t be more than a year at most, and he can’t possibly become much stronger. By then, his time of death will arrive!

Boom!

Just as they were preparing to go back to their respective homes, they suddenly saw infinite dark energy falling from the Heavenly Dome to the Great Earth, forming a mysterious palace with countless black and red tentacles.

"This is... the Years Catastrophe Palace!!"

Their eyes filled with fear, as they recognized it as the palace from before the Crowned King of their Race ascended the Throne.

Coated with an aura of the True King’s Law, it birthed unique Spiritual Power, morphing into a Treasure capable of free movement, containing Great power!

The True King doesn’t need a palace, crown, or even an Army to furnish himself, for they themselves are the highest authority of the Mortal World. Hence, this palace was bestowed to his most beloved Child...

That is to say, His Highness!

Crack, crack, crack!

Accompanied by a heavy sound, the palace gates opened. Dark energy billowed out as inside stood hundreds of figures from different Races, their Auras powerful, silently standing tall, worshipping the Throne at the center.

Sitting upon it was a figure shrouded in the Aura of Catastrophe. The Power of Calamity twisted and changed constantly, with countless tentacles Writhing, resembling the Ancient Alien Monsters of old legends.

He did not speak, his mere gaze brought an unimaginable sense of suppression, causing Keegan Dean and Plague Dove to kneel on the ground, using trembling voices:

"Keegan Dean (Plague Dove) is willing to accept the punishment."

To say that His Highness saw them as expendable was one thing, but now, their own Races wouldn’t dare to object and would even send gifts to apologize if he were to kill them now.

Without becoming king, one remains nothing more than an ant!

To a True King, an Ecological Lord is merely a somewhat stronger ant!

Even the Deep Red Hundred-Eyed Dragon King relied on the pinnacle of the Life Element, Life’s Red, and burned the source of the Mythical Dragon to forcefully climb to the Truth King Realm. Coupled with the Main World’s oppression against Divine Incarnations, it managed to achieve the miracle of slaying a deity!

And Divine Incarnations, save for a few of the top Great Existences, are likely to be crushed when facing a True King in the Mortal World.

"Indeed, you are wastes..."

As the voice rang out, it sent a chill through their hearts. They had braced for certain death when, unexpectedly, the voice took another turn:

"However, I never expected you to succeed from the start. When planting the Demon Seed within the slaves, I also planted the essence of demons in many other slaves, which, when gathered, becomes one Demon Seed.

The Human Clan is arrogant, always flaunting so-called kindness and morality. Gary Smith is the same, liking to rescue the weak. That is his greatest weakness. The Rope of Misfortune has long been coiled around his neck."

Within the palace, all the ministers laughed loudly, praising His Highness’ wisdom and valor, having laid out such plans!

Gary Smith is doomed.

"Your Highness is truly wise!"

However, neither Keegan Dean nor Plague Dove could muster a smile, as they buried their heads in the ground, not daring to reveal their expressions.

Because the message Gary Smith wanted them to carry...

Before they could ponder further, a light suddenly floated up from their bodies, unfolding instantly, transforming into a shadow that was Gary Smith.

He chuckled, "Thank you, Your Highness, for sending these slaves imbued with your demon essence. Selling them to Joy Street made quite the spectacle, and earned me ten million. I’m truly sorry, I’ve never even seen your face, yet you’ve taken a beating to make me money.

How about this, from now on, you are my good brother, Gary Smith. If trouble arises, I’ll take care of your family. Everyone, make sure not to sneak off to Joy Street for a visit, now..."

This illusion had been hidden in their Clothes, and would be triggered by the corresponding Aura of Catastrophe. Since it was a recording, it would continuously play out a scene.

Inside the Years Catastrophe Palace, silence reigned, broken only by the sound of swallowing saliva.

The calm before the storm unfolded.

"We’re utterly doomed!"

Keegan Dean trembled uncontrollably, repeatedly kowtowing, while Plague Dove collapsed into a pile of flesh, completely despairing.

The next moment, laughter came from the Throne: "Hahahahaha..."

Everyone held their breath, thinking His Highness had been toyed with repeatedly, and combined with the abduction of his Woman, the blow was too great.

"So interesting, he can see through my numerous plans. Gary Smith, indeed, is a worthy opponent..."

As His Highness laughed, the entire Years Catastrophe Palace erupted into chaos, the myriad Catastrophe tentacles Writhing, slowly reflecting a huge distorted figure.

Taking on a humanoid form, with six Eyes, his body spread with a multitude of Catastrophe tentacles, connected to a twisted and chaotic black and red silhouette, which flowed mightily through.