My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1260 - 366: The Master of Infinite Wisdom! 3000 Tushita Infants! The Symphony of Folly Plays!

Chapter 1260: Chapter 366: The Master of Infinite Wisdom! 3000 Tushita Infants! The Symphony of Folly Plays!

"Grandfather, is that guy really strong?"

Serena Martin lifted her curious eyes to the alien race shrouded by the black light pillar, her eyebrows slightly raised.

What appeared in her sight was an alien, whose appearance highly resembled that of a human, floating in the air in a cross-legged meditation pose.

His bald head was covered with a white red-patterned lotus headscarf, and his long plain robes fell just enough to cover the entire body; a lotus vermilion mark adorned the forehead. His facial features were only second to Gary Smith in terms of delicateness.

However, Gary Smith had the masculine and handsome features of a male, with a high nose bridge. Any one of his facial features alone spelled Handsome Guy, topped with perfect bone structure. Unless replicated one-to-one, any slight alteration would diminish his attractiveness, making him an absolute correct template for appearance.

This aligned with the aesthetic standards of Beastmasters and most alien races.

Without a deeper understanding of his essence, most people at first glance would find themselves favorably disposed towards him.

Being handsome certainly has its advantages!

This alien’s appearance at first glance was androgynous, with soft and beautiful features and a smiling face, yet there was an indescribable sense of distance.

It was as if he should be above the Heavenly Dome, receiving the worship of all living beings, rather than being tainted in the mortal world.

Around his neck lingered eight blood jade-colored light balls, and behind his head shone a golden light ball, similar to the heavenly beings described in the myths of some Great Domains, sacred and inviolable.

Although Serena Martin knew not to judge a book by its cover, compared to intimidating creatures like the Molten Mountain Giant or the fierce, war-loving Twelve-armed Demon, this guy did not seem like the ruthless killer type.

Most people in the Human Camp shared Serena Martin’s perspective. Despite their vigilance, upon seeing this alien, they subconsciously felt...

He must be easy to get along with!

Their mood became more peaceful, but they didn’t pay it much mind, as not all aliens were evil—it was just a matter of differing standpoints.

"So it’s that race."

However, to the surprise of giants such as Hazel Howlscream and Ecological Lords, including Smith Davies who frowned slightly, anyone who had lived a few hundred years recognized the identity of this being.

Elliot Pine, hearing his granddaughter’s question, snapped out of his trance, his face darkening as he said, "You fool, is your Spirit Vision just for show?"

"Activating Spirit Vision consumes spirit energy, and you can’t look recklessly at high-ranking beings with strong Spiritual Power or you’ll go blind. You taught me that. Stop, stop, stop, elder, you mustn’t always resort to violence."

Serena Martin muttered, seeing the old man ready to use force, she quickly backed away to a safe distance, then activated her Spirit Vision and looked on, her expression shocked, "This is..."

Through the lens of Spirit Vision, the alien’s appearance did not change, but the plain robe covering his body disappeared halfway, revealing more of his form.

Below his chest, there were only crystalline jade-like ribs and cross-legged white bones, embodying the aesthetic of the border between life and death, similar to a white bone phase.

It seemed that something hollowed out the flesh in his abdomen, allowing one to see directly into the inner structure.

Where the spine should be, there was instead a plump, white infant resembling him, sitting cross-legged inside, with eyes tightly closed. Behind it, countless blood vessels converged and crawled across the membrane, tangling into an eerie tree-pattern.

Atop the tree crown, there grew transparent, blood jade fruits...

No! That’s not right!

Serena Martin felt something amiss and decisively used the "Eye of History" Spiritual Puzzle to enhance her Spirit Vision by a level, only then discovering...

Those were not fruits at all!

The blood jade outer shells were just external amniotic sacs, similar to the Moon Palace, inside which were fist-sized infants, identical in appearance, with eyes tightly closed in hibernation, their expressions peaceful and content.

As if they were being nurtured within a mother’s body!

"Why are there so many infants?"

Serena Martin was shocked as she subconsciously lifted her head, only then realizing that the eight light balls encircling the alien’s neck were not decorations, but larger Infant Palaces.

Hum!

It seemed as if the infants felt Serena Martin’s gaze. Their eyelids trembled slightly, their eyes narrowed, and they looked in her direction.

Boom!

In that moment, the mysterious alien’s golden halo behind his head showered down light, illuminating the flesh and blood tree, along with the infant sitting inside. Although it was within the body, there seemed to be a grand feeling of occupying the world.

"संस्कृतावाक्..."

The huge shadow expanded bit by bit, gradually enveloping the world in Serena Martin’s eyes, while ancient Sanskrit murmurs began echoing beside her ear, eroding her reason.

But the next second, her world shattered before her eyes.

Her Spirit energy had been exhausted!

"This..."

Serena Martin was still shaken, about to speak, but due to the depletion of Spirit energy within, like a traveler nearly dying of thirst in a desert, her voice was too hoarse to make a sound, and the pain when the wind entered was like blades cutting her throat.

At the same time, the spread of the golden radiance that she had just witnessed was still trying to completely engulf her.

"Hoo!"

With a light cry, the Constant Crane appeared behind her, casting a black and white glow, rapidly restoring Serena Martin to her state before activating Spirit Vision, shattering the foreign force.

Her eyes wary of the far distance!

All this happened in an instant, while the proud alien genius quietly floated in the air, his eyes fixed from start to finish on Gary Smith sitting on the Seat of the Fool in the Sunset Duel Arena, smiling and nodding in greeting.