My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1245 - 362: One Hand Suppresses the Multiracial! The World’s History! Gary Smith Gets Rich!_3

Chapter 1245: Chapter 362: One Hand Suppresses the Multiracial! The World’s History! Gary Smith Gets Rich!_3

Once the Golden Winged Giant takes action, it would violate the agreement among the Kings, and even if he were besieged, no one would stand up for him. If he desperately fled and somehow survived, he would still be slapped to death by the True King upon his return.

Moreover, even if he risked his old life, he couldn’t break through the barrier of the Sun Crown Dueling Field, and that was what frustrated him the most.

"What a pity..." Many Human Clan giants felt sorry when they saw him backing down; the old guy was really doggone cautious.

The Golden Winged Giant stared at Gary Smith and said in a deep voice, "Give me the corpse of the Feathered Gold Saint."

"When asking for something, you should say please," Gary Smith said with a smile.

The Golden Winged Giant gritted his teeth, but eventually lowered his head, visibly stooping a little, and said in a hoarse voice, "Please return my grandson’s corpse to me."

A giant was being pressured to bow his head and soften his tone by a Radiant Moon Tier youth.

This scene amazed many onlookers.

The Alien Races felt a chill of humiliation to their bones, yet they were powerless to do anything.

Gary Smith nodded and said, "Very touching, but I refuse!"

They were already sworn enemies; to still think about leaving room for maneuver was truly foolish.

It’s a pity that this old guy was too cautious; he had been riled up several times but did not attack in a rage, otherwise Gary could have eliminated a dangerous seed early on.

With that thought, Gary Smith threw the corpse containing the Extraordinary Organ into the Void Treasure Chest, converting it into Material.

"Good... very good!"

In the face of Gary’s mockery, the Golden Winged Giant didn’t shout or bellow, but his gaze turned colder, and he said in a cold voice, "Whoever kills Gary Smith, I will offer an additional near-Giant Corpse."

The terms were generous, but this time...

No one showed excitement, nor did they respond.

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Even several top-tier Geniuses felt the pressure, and even the few who still believed in their chances of victory didn’t make any forceful declarations.

They had put aside the contempt they held in their hearts and now viewed Gary as a real opponent, simulating battles in their minds, searching for ways to swiftly overwhelm him.

"Damn it..."

Seeing this, the Heart-stealing Locust Clan Leader was burning with anger. Why could this Human be so arrogant until now?

If it were not for the alliance between Human powerhouses and the Kings, he could’ve slapped Gary to death thousands of times over.

But now, all he had was impotent fury!

"Wait!"

At that moment, the voice of Misfortune Grand Jupiter Prince, who was Crossing Disaster, sounded, calming him down, and he quickly grasped the implication.

Gary must have used the Ancient King’s Law to evade some of the powerful selection, but the fact that he was matched with the Feathered Gold Saint meant he could not fully interfere with the Sun Crown Dueling Field.

There was a limited number of weaker participants, and as their numbers dwindled, the probability of Gary encountering other Top-tier Monsters and members of the Royal Clan would dramatically increase.

With the precedent of the Feathered Gold Saint, and for the sake of The Sun Crown, they would go all out to eliminate Gary in the race for the advantage in the Relic.

Gary has now become the target!

The more arrogant he is, the faster he will die!

"I refuse to believe he can be this lucky forever!" the Heart-stealing Locust Clan Leader thought with a cold smile.

For them, the talents from other Races were just Consumables; in fact, if there were no threat like the Human Clan, they might even be infighting and annexing each other.

Hum!

Once again, the Sun Crown Dueling Field launched a black Light Pillar, but this time the target was not from the Alien Race, but from the Demon Faction.

A Nine-Tailed Space Breaking Leopard with a body over ten meters long, looking like a small mountain.

Born in the Space Breaking Ecological, a special breed of Demons that inhabit an area of constant Void tearing and healing, supposedly a special region where the Void Dimension and the Main World heavily overlap.

With nine Void fins for tails, they were naturally adapted to the Void environment. Their racial Skill, "Space Breaking," allowed them to easily tear through Space and travel freely. Inheriting the nature of felines, they have a particularly brutal temperament and enjoy toying with their prey.

But upon realizing it was chosen, the Nine-Tailed Space Breaking Leopard’s Legs went soft, and it nearly collapsed, hastily yelling, "Roar roar roar!"

"What’s it barking for?" Gary asked, puzzled—he was the Eye of Truth, not the ’Ear of Truth.’

While he could learn other Races’ languages, there was no need for random fodder.

"Ahem, Mousie the translator at your service!" Mousie, incarnated as the black red dragon ant, cleared its throat and explained, "It says in its life, it likes to challenge Strong Enemies..."

Before it could finish its statement, the Nine-Tailed Space Breaking Leopard was teleported to the Sun Crown Dueling Field. As soon as it steadied itself, it excitedly looked at Gary and sprinted towards him, and then...

With a snap! It was impaled by Gary’s Dharma Aspect, which condensed a Sacred Tree Spear with sixty-four arms of Sacred Dragon Tree Esoteric Martial Arts, extinguishing its life force.

"It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone this cocky, but I do enjoy being someone else’s Strong Enemy!" Gary sneered, and then heard Mousie continue, "But it believes you to be majestic and formidable, a rare divine being, fully aware it’s no match for you, and willingly offers itself as your mount, at your command, even willing to assemble more companions to serve you, or it could even pay a protection fee if necessary..."

"..."

"Could you finish your sentence all at once?" Gary complained.

Those who surrendered on their knees were slaughtered; the remaining creatures would certainly not believe he would let members of the Alien Race live.

In this way, Gary’s grand plan to extort wealth from the Alien Races and Demons, had utterly fallen through.

What was this rubbish translator?

"Why do you always have to be so fast, and end things so brutally every time, not caring about what Mousie has to say?" Mousie grumbled, immediately taking the non-stick approach.

Otherwise, Cultivators would definitely deduct its Salary.