My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1246 - 362: One Hand Suppressing the Multiracial! The World History! Gary Smith is Rich!_4

Chapter 1246: Chapter 362: One Hand Suppressing the Multiracial! The World History! Gary Smith is Rich!_4

The Mouse Bank simply couldn’t withstand much more turmoil!

Eggy’s hundred eyes opened in surprise, how had Mousie become so intelligent?

Gary Smith, however, didn’t bother to quibble with it, after all, Void Series materials were rare, and could be used to strengthen Little Spider’s Void Holy Seal nourishment, not a bad deal.

Worst case, he would challenge some suitable material skills in the Multiracial Platform later on to bolster his Pet Beasts’ foundation.

"That’s too ruthless!"

However, in the eyes of the Alien Race, it was fear, the most money-grubbing Gary Smith didn’t even offer a chance to buy one’s life.

His merciless and decisive nature left many potential geniuses in despair.

"This lad isn’t bad at all!" Human Clan giants nodded in satisfaction, Gary Smith, though usually greedy, knew the bigger picture in critical moments.

Even if it meant not taking money to diminish opponents for the Human Clan’s future battlefield, what a good child indeed!

Willow Tennyson’s eyes shone even brighter, feeling as though a treasured secret that she had long held was being discovered.

Gary Smith’s noble virtues couldn’t remain hidden after all!

Elliot Pine, who knew Gary Smith well, was somewhat skeptical...

Could it be that the kid hadn’t understood what his opponents were saying at all?

Next, the Sunset Duel Arena continued to seek out challengers, still facing those at the Radiant Moon Initial Stage.

Gary Smith wanted to salvage his reputation, such as accepting money from those who offered bounties for materials he didn’t fancy.

But then... things started to get weird!

The Alien Genius, knowing they couldn’t possibly defeat Gary Smith, began to...

Surrender creatively!

Take the Heavenly Dusk Wood Human Tribe, for instance. Boasting their tenacious life force, they would start by burning their life force, stacking it, and then pulling away to attempt a surrender.

But it was a step too late—the Void tore open behind them, and Little Spider, wielding the Void Sword, beheaded them and extracted the wood core.

The Multiracial monument rose another meter!

"Let’s unite. I refuse to believe Gary Smith can really kill all of us!"

The fifty-eighth was a Spirit Power Demon Priest skilled in various spirit energy techniques. He roared in sorrow and anger, then constructed hundreds of spirit energy resonance spells, repeatedly broadcasting the words "I surrender."

Unfortunately, his premature action was noticed by Gary Smith, who waved his hand in speechless disapproval.

"Squeak!"

Little Spider immediately spread the Virtual Weaving Sky Law, temporarily isolating sound and spirit energy, causing an immediate dud as they entered, and all spoken Curse Techniques failed. As for instant Blood and Mind Curse Techniques, they could be used.

It then initiated a secret technique—the Spell Trap Gun!

However, the Spirit Power Demon Priest watched, after being bombarded for so long, that not even a shred of paper fell from the Paper Knight, then went silent. Then, looking at the immense figure that burned its hair just by approaching, it made a request through mental waves, "Can you place my head right at the top?"

If death was inevitable, why not make it count? At least it could be placed above the many geniuses who once looked down on him—isn’t that an achievement?

"Knightly Virtue tells me to be honest, so no, you’re too weak. It will affect the overall effect of the spectacle," the Paper Knight said, shaming the Spirit Power Trickster’s eyes with embarrassment who hadn’t expected to be humiliated before death. Just as it was preparing for a final stand, it heard the continuation:

"But Knightly Virtue also tells me to show compassion to the weak, so I have decided, you may be placed in a slightly upper-middle position."

Is this what you call compassion???

The Spirit Power Demon Priest was left speechlessly choked but gave up resisting.

The Paper Knight reflected on its own kind heart, then reached out a hand, as flames seared and decapitated the Spirit Power Demon Priest. It casually threw the head onto the top of the Multiracial monument, stacking it upwards like building blocks.

Gary Smith continued to select his opponents, killing ceaselessly, with the Sun Crown behind his head growing ever more radiant and sacred.

Seventy...

Eighty...

However, on the eighty-ninth Alien Race opponent, Gary Smith slipped up.

He came across a member of the Black Light Worm Tribe capable of splitting their bodies, resembling a combination of a worm and a human. Upon entering, it divided itself into over a hundred tiny worms.

Although most of his Pet Beasts instantly annihilated more than ninety worm replicas, a dozen or so managed to escape and successfully surrender before being recognized and transported away by the Sun Crown Dueling Field.

"I survived!"

The voice of the remaining Black Light Worm, now only a tenth of its original size, trembled with survival it had lived through the hands of the Border Field Big Demon.

Rounding up, Gary Smith had taken the lead, even surpassing the top-notch elites like the Feathered Gold Saint.

This inspired many Alien Geniuses, who began to madly research escape methods, determined to ensure that Gary Smith couldn’t annihilate them all.

Then, in the subsequent eleven battles, they were wiped out to the last man.

"The Multiracial... are nothing special after all," Gary Smith sighed, his clothes fluttering in the wind, looking down with the loneliness of a high flier, infuriating the top Alien Geniuses to the point of gnashing their teeth.

Match them if you’re able!

The Alien Races and Giants would have rolled up their sleeves and joined the fray if they hadn’t been overage.

On the Human side, many couldn’t bear to watch any longer; their faces flushed with embarrassment, feeling that Gary Smith was just too shameless.

It was clearly a case of the strong preying on the weak, yet it seemed as though he single-handedly dominated the Multiracial.

But, looking at it literally... it indeed seemed about right!

Who says a weakened Multiracial isn’t still Multiracial?

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The Paper Knight, full of enthusiasm, rushed forward and plucked off the skull of the hundredth Alien Race, its palm surrounded by Daytime Flames, and casually tossed it onto the already more than a hundred meters tall Multiracial Monument.

Boom!

However, the next second, the flames didn’t die out but instead ignited the oil seeping from them, instantly setting the entire Multiracial Monument ablaze, turning it into a huge black bonfire.

The black flames leaped, reflecting the horrified expressions of countless Alien Races.

This Multiracial Monument would become a nightmare for countless Alien Races across the Abyss, followed by all survivors.

"This isn’t good..."

The Paper Knight, seeing this, tensed up. The spectacle he had just begun to build for his master couldn’t be allowed to burn to ashes right away.

But before it could act to extinguish the flames, it was stopped by Little Spider, who shook its head.

Gary Smith also looked at the Multiracial Monument with surprise, murmuring, "This is..."

Crackling! Crackling! Crackling! Crackling!

The flames burned, tempering the skulls, while the chaotic Spirit Powers from various Alien Races were purified under the scorch of the Daytime Flames, beginning to intertwine and undergoing mysterious changes...

"What a lucky guy!" Among the Human Giants, shock mixed with a touch of envy and jealousy. The Alien Race and Demon Giants’ eyes seethed with murderous intent, wishing they could crush Gary Smith to death.

This is...

"A man-made World Treasure!?" Elliot Pine’s eyes nearly popped out of his head; Gary Smith’s luck was unbelievable.

"World Treasure? Aren’t those nurtured by The World itself? Can they also be man-made?" Serena Martin asked, puzzled.

Elliot Pine recovered from his shock and began to explain, "In this Beast Tamer World where everything has Spiritual Power, the Beast Master Realm itself naturally also has Spiritual Power, also known as the World consciousness.

It constructs barriers, blocks the descent of The Gods, and guides The World toward prosperity, nurturing everything.

The World consciousness is lofty, without personal desires, only caring for the development of The World. All beings are equal in its eyes.

Therefore, for creatures within the Main World that can help its development, it is never stingy with its Grace, or for those who can accomplish something glorious, they too will be recognized and inscribed in the ’World Chronicles.’ Depending on the difficulty of their legendary deeds, they will receive different blessings from the Main World."

"Think about it, this time, the Human Clan, Alien Race, and Demons, equivalent to powers that could change the Main World’s structure, have all gathered, inevitably attracting the Main World’s attention.

And Gary Smith, who swept through the Alien Racers at the Multiracial Platform, achieved an endless hundred consecutive victories, and built a spectacle, has successfully gained recognition from the Main World, directly receiving a blessing that allowed the various Spirit Powers to merge, beginning to nurture a new World-class Treasure."

As he said this, Elliot Pine himself felt a tinge of sourness.

Though World Treasures vary in strength, the weaker ones not even comparing to high-tier man-made artifacts, but...

That is still a miracle granted by The World!

It is well-known, Rule-based Secret Treasures are mostly nurtured by The World.

This time, Gary Smith is really going to strike it rich. It’s just unknown what abilities this World-class Treasure will be born with?

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