My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1215 - 356: Destiny’s Grand Jupiter! He Transforms into the Free Spirit of Heaven! Border Battlefield! The New Contract Position - Part 2

Chapter 1215: Chapter 356: Destiny’s Grand Jupiter! He Transforms into the Free Spirit of Heaven! Border Battlefield! The New Contract Position - Part 2

Merely a wisp of energy contained endless misfortune and destruction, bringing ruin to all things.

Azure and the Plague Dove lay prostrate, not daring to move, their minds trembling, afraid to look up.

For it was a tributary of the River of Destiny—the River of Years’ Catastrophe. Even a mere phantom of it was connected to endless misfortunes and cataclysms!

His Highness said indifferently, "My incarnation is not yet fully formed and can indeed be suppressed, but now, you have come to me of your own accord."

He was called Crossing Disaster, born in the Misfortune Grand Jupiter Royal Family, a special alien race with innate abilities to control catastrophes and parasitize, capable of sensing parts of disasters and avoiding them.

In ancient times, even known as the Prophet Race, many beings worshipped them, acquiring a vast amount of resources in return.

After the birth of their True King, he forcibly connected to a tributary of the River of Destiny, capturing a portion of the River of Years’ Catastrophe phantom for his race to use.

He could impose misfortune on all things, and the cost was just half that of ordinary people.

If the Beastmaster is a madman, then those who approach destiny are even madder among madmen.

For the pleasure derived from meddling with fate and the lives of beings far surpassed physical desires, thus, Crossing Disaster Grand Jupiter didn’t care about his incarnation being violated.

He was even indifferent to Ellie being taken, just a fallen woman of the Royal Clan, no matter how beautiful, so what?

The strategic value was too low.

Far less than the other Royal Clans, descendants of demons, or even the daughters of the True King of the Abyss Succubi!

To him, Gary Smith’s humiliations were merely a breeze brushing his face; those who control destiny do not fret over such trivial matters.

What mattered more was that his arrangements were disrupted and even his multiple tactics had been seen through, arousing his interest somewhat.

An ant, daring to challenge him, standing in the tributary of destiny.

Thus, Crossing Disaster directly grasped Gary Smith’s recorded illusion in his hand, blandly stating,

"I invoke destiny as my guide, calamity as my blade!"

Fate System Skill—Blade of Misfortune!

The power of calamity transformed into a Sharp Edge, directly using this as a medium, preparing to strike Gary Smith, far off in Abyss City.

This scene left all his subordinates in awe.

Once targeted by the Misfortune Grand Jupiter Clan, even escaping to the ends of the earth was futile!

Gary Smith, now either dead or severely wounded, would let everyone understand the consequences of offending them!

However, after a long while, the Blade of Misfortune still hadn’t swung, causing Crossing Disaster’s expression to change.

He... couldn’t find him!

It seemed as if this person didn’t exist at all,

But how was that possible?

"Could there be a mediating treasure from the stealth series? Or is it concealed by the Ancient King Legacy? The more interesting this becomes."

The massive dark shadow whispered, casually crushing the projection, but failing to notice a phantom hamster flashing through, nobly sacrificing itself.

Bang!

Encased within it, highly refined Shimmering Oil exploded violently.

Not the Shimmering Oil of the Red Rabbit, but the Mechanic God’s Shimmering Oil that Gary Smith had gouged out from a Mechanism Angel after the Victory of the King of Order.

Highly contaminative!

Boom!

The black Shimmering Oil quickly eroded the power of calamity, swiftly turning an arm into a product interwoven with blood and mechanical flesh, trying to thoroughly contaminate him through a soul medium.

With a snap,

The giant dark shadow’s arm fell off, destroyed before a Mech Soul could be born, but the spilt Shimmering Oil dripped into the Years Catastrophe Palace, beginning to erode the Spiritual Power, attempting to transform the entire palace.

But just as it began to spread, it was suppressed.

Though not powerful, its irritation was akin to a Bone-Attached Maggot, requiring a lot of time to wear away.

And, he had been tricked again!

Crack, crack, crack!

Thinking this, the faces of multiple alien servants began to shatter, pierced by copious calamity tentacles, covering their entire faces and writhing, turning towards Azure and the Plague Dove on the ground.

They had already all been parasitized!

"Aaaah..."

In their horrified eyes, the entire Years Catastrophe Palace seemed like a massive mass of blood and flesh, swallowing them.

Crossing Disaster and the Years Catastrophe Palace vanished, leaving only a hoarse voice echoing in the void:

"Gary Smith, I can hardly wait to meet you."

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"Cultivator, what is the hallmark of the Fate System?"

Mousie disguised as a belt, wrapped around Gary Smith’s waist, curiously asked through a mind link.

"Foolishness!" Gary Smith glanced at his mobile phone case, not finding the accessory before realizing that Mousie had turned into a belt this time, internally scoffing...

This guy, ever since he had condensed the True Words, was becoming less and less noticeable.

Seeing the baffled look on Mousie’s face, thinking he was being scolded, Gary Smith continued, "Whether it is a Fate System Beastmaster or alien, the majority are not cautious. They approach destiny, able to spy on some trajectories of beings, possessing a special God Perspective.

Thus, they often feel like everything is under control, liking to meddle with the fortunes of many things, appearing wise and calm, but in reality, very easy to break down.

But in truth, thinking they can control destiny, isn’t that also a kind of destiny itself, essentially just lost?"

"Indeed quite foolish." Mousie fully agreed, after all, not everyone was as smart as him.

Gary Smith didn’t respond, looking towards Abyss City, feeling the triggers he had set in motion, he knew Crossing Disaster Grand Jupiter had definitely been fooled.

After all, understanding his character in advance, arrogance, and part of the Fate System,

All laid mines.

What does it matter if two alien servants refused to relay messages? The proud True King’s heir would definitely take the initiative to act.

Anticipating his anticipations.

But one should know, Gary Smith might lack many things, but he had plenty of artifacts related to various Great Existences, especially the Mechanic God’s Shimmering Oil, freshly dug from the Mechanism King’s Domain, still warm.

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