My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1243 - 362: Single-handedly Dominating the Multiracial! The World’s History Book! Gary Smith Makes a Fortune!

Chapter 1243: Chapter 362: Single-handedly Dominating the Multiracial! The World’s History Book! Gary Smith Makes a Fortune!

The words fell, and the entire venue fell deathly silent.

Be it the Human Clan, Alien Race, or Demons, everyone simply stared dumbfounded at the multiracial monument constructed by the Alien Race.

Atop the monument stood the fierce eagle head with uncloseable eyes. On its connected spine still remained copious amounts of blood and flesh containing golden spiritual power, which—even in death—emanated a suffocating Monarch pressure.

An ordinary Morning Star Level who dared to get close might be shaken to death.

But at this moment, it was merely a piece of decoration.

Nothing more.

"Am I dreaming?"

"How could it be an instant kill!?"

"What kind of monster is Gary Smith, feeling more like a villain?"

"My God, could this guy actually be an Evil God’s Kindred disguised in human skin?"

"..."

The Alien and Demon sides exploded in an uproar, not just the typical geniuses of smaller clans who were frightened; they trembled at those three words.

Those who were previously sharpening their knives, ready to hunt Gary Smith, also restrained their smiles, their gazes deepened, feeling the pressure.

Who is the Feathered Gold Saint?

He is a legendary talent, recounted from childhood by numerous Alien Races, one of the most dazzling figures aside from the Giants, and the most excellent genius of the Golden Winged Race in nearly two hundred years.

Legends say he was born with a strand of the Golden Spirit of Light in his mouth. At birth, merely his crying killed dozens of alien servants who helped in the delivery, and his claws tore apart the Radiant Moon Tier feathers of his father, causing a sensation throughout the clan.

The tale of old eagles grinding down their beaks and talons to rejuvenate themselves was nothing but a sensational rumor from a zoo in Gary Smith’s previous life, aimed at making money.

But for the Golden Winged Race, it’s an innate ability, because they are inherently close to the Metal and Light Attributes, hence during their growth they also ingest a large amount of ore nutrients, which leads to an excessive buildup of spiritual power causing transformations—resulting in a metallic coat on their outer body.

Thus, they need to grow new talons as the softness would affect their joint flexibility and the purity of their spiritual power, sealing off any chance of promotion.

Although this comes with side effects, the rule of the Supreme Mother River is universal equilibrium, absolutely fair.

If you suffer hardships, as long as you can overcome them, you will be rewarded.

All you need to do is shatter the talons anew, growing sharper new talons and beaks, leading to a significant power increase, possessing destructive power beyond your current rank.

For example, owning the sharpness of a Morning Star at Spiritual Transformation Level—sharpening oneself into the ultimate weapon.

The Golden Winged Person has to undergo three transformations in their life to be considered an adult, usually in ninety years, averaging once every thirty years. After completion, they directly become spiritually transformed and with a little effort can get promoted to Morning Star.

Almost adult equals Overlord!

But this transformation is not unlimited as blood and flesh have limits. Ordinary Golden Winged Persons only go through three transformations, more talents have four, geniuses have five, and demonics have six, as recorded.

Their feathers likewise, they can refine and grow new Light Wings by collecting rare highly concentrated beams of light, divided into Golden Spikes of Light, Golden Spirit of Light, and World Fighting Golden Light, respectively gaining one-fold speed, three-fold speed, and ten-fold speed.

The Golden Spirit of Light is already a highly condensed spiritual essence that appears only in top-level secret realms with both Metal and Light attributes after countless collisions of the two spiritual powers, extremely rare.

World Fighting Golden Light, on the other hand, is a legendary beam of light that, whenever it appears, spurs contention, even True Kings are tempted by it.

The sheer lethality brought by the naturally sharp talons of the Golden Winged Person combined with extreme speed is unimaginable.

Among all things in the world, nothing is unbreakable by speed.

Feather Gold Saint, at birth, had talons and beaks equivalent to three transformations of his fellow clansmen, giving him three extra chances. Even if he could only transform four times, he was an unprecedented demonic figure, not to mention he also had Light Wings condensed with the Golden Spirit of Light.

Therefore, he was considered by the Golden Winged Race as the genius with the most hope of becoming a Giant, Ecological Lord, or even Crowned King.

Indeed, he lived up to expectations. Ten years after birth, he was ahead of his peers; in 30 years, he already dominated the other Alien genius invincibly. In 50 years, he was able to challenge and triumph over older powerhouses, waging wars for his race and annihilating many clans.

All told, he has been dominant for 137 years, his pair of Sharp Claws crushed countless talents into submission, with his golden light sweeping across, trembling the Void.

His secret technique is rooted in the fantasy and ambition towards the World Fighting Golden Light, once obtained, his power would undergo a qualitative leap, allowing him to fight even a Royal Highness of the Royal Clan.

But such a top-tier Alien Genius had lost!

It wasn’t a close battle where he was killed on seizing an opportunity but rather he was overwhelmingly crushed by one of Gary Smith’s Pet Beasts, the Paper Knight, who took separate action and created a spectacle showing the achievements of Human Beast Masters.

Even many Royal Highnesses shifted their casual gazes to serious ones.

"Is this guy a Tumbler, how can he layer so well!" The Human side was also in an uproar, many talents were dumbfounded. They knew Gary Smith hid his strengths, but logically, he would only hide about a third.

But unexpectedly... this guy hadn’t even revealed a third; he revealed just a tenth.

Truly a master of baiting!

"Gary Smith! Gary Smith! Gary Smith!"

What followed were cheers. Previously taunted by the Alien side that Gary Smith could only crush the weak left them quite annoyed.

But now, they finally got their sweet revenge, it was just that there hadn’t been a match before.

Your clan’s strong ones came, didn’t they?