My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1273 - 369: Ancestor’s Blood! Eternal Dark Feathered Snake! Eggy’s True Words!

Chapter 1273: Chapter 369: Ancestor’s Blood! Eternal Dark Feathered Snake! Eggy’s True Words!

"This guy doesn’t even bother to pretend!"

Alien races and demon factions cursed in their hearts.

Always playing the victim, and now openly mocking with a sneer!

Faced with such humiliation, many young talents from the alien races felt their blood boiling with rage, clenched their fists, and then...

...wanted to silently slip back into the crowd, only to find that others had retreated faster than they did, leaving behind an empty space.

Are you kidding? Losing face is nothing—didn’t you see the Feathered Gold Saint and Tuotian, along with over a hundred other alien geniuses, all lose their lives?

These were big shots they usually had to look up to. They were beaten to death in an unspeakably brutal process, enough to become the nightmare of a lifetime!

Instead of recklessly charging forward to a pointless sacrifice, better to remember this disgrace and seek revenge after increasing one’s strength. "Do not underestimate the youth"...

Wait a minute,

it seems that they are the actual old ones. Gary Smith has only had his awakening talent for two years. Realizing this, these ordinary alien geniuses felt even sadder.

Top geniuses, though for the sake of face, did not step back, but they also kept silent.

As long as they’re not chosen, they just put on a cool facade!

If chosen... they think of ways to surrender!

Now, even threats from Crossing Disaster are useless, after all, he can’t manage the subjects of other Truth Kingdoms.

Respect is given to you as a courtesy. What can you do if it’s not extended?

Even when beating a dog, one must watch the owner!

The True King of Years Catastrophe could indeed command them if he were present, but sending them to fight Gary Smith... they still wouldn’t be able to defeat him!

At most, they would just enter that mysterious throne and play the flute, or in the case of the fatter ones, bang the gong.

Forming a feast orchestra!

"If this continues, this guy might indeed be favored by the Spiritual Power of the chaotic era and succeed in reaching the top!" the Golden Winged Giant and the Four Seasons Tree Giant frowned deeply.

With the strength Gary Smith is showing now, it’s nearly impossible for anyone below the Ancient Giants to kill him.

Moreover, his way of doing things is even crazier than the Cult of Evil God, unscrupulous, truly a demon among demons.

If it weren’t for opposing racial stances, they wouldn’t wish to engage in a fight to the death with Gary Smith, but being a fence-sitter never ends well. They can only think of ways to assassinate him after the duel is over.

"This is troublesome."

The Heart-stealing Locust Clan Leader, looking at the lifeless scene, felt heavy-hearted. The morale of alien races and demon factions was shattered by Gary Smith.

Unless top geniuses or Royal Highnesses made a move, no one could stop him.

But thinking about the mysterious Mother River Shadow that had appeared earlier, the Heart-stealing Locust Clan Leader guessed this kid probably had a great trap set, just waiting for someone to fall into it.

With that thought, he looked towards the Years Catastrophe Palace not far off. He used to revere the Years Catastrophe Royal Clan, but each time the Highness was full of confidence, he would be ruthlessly trampled by Gary Smith.

It had begun to shake his beliefs.

The once revered Years Catastrophe Royal Clan now seemed not so mighty at all.

’It seems that the World Fighting Golden Light will truly belong to that kid.’

In contrast to the demoralized alien races, the Human Clan side was boiling with excitement!

"It turns out we still need the strong arm of our Great Domain’s Yellow Fur, punching through the old-genius of the foreign domain!"

"Fierce and mad, that’s the spirit of a Human Race Beast Tamer! Our generation will definitely step over Abyss and fulfill the dreams our ancestors couldn’t achieve."

"Gary Smith’s crown of The Sun at the back of his head must be almost at the ninth rank now, right? As long as he doesn’t encounter a Royal Highness, first place is basically in the bag!"

"A phony fighting arena match is one thing, but a real one? Taking the multiracial as fodder, even more brutal than demons, what a thrill!"

"..."

Everyone was discussing fervently. Although most people knew they had been influenced by Gary Smith and lost the chance to compete, if they went to the arena, they would face the strongest.

But every alien genius dying now could potentially become a future rival on the battlefield.

Especially Tuotian, wielding the Great Wisdom Sword—if encountered on the battlefield, they would either die or become fools.

Just the thought of such a possibility sent chills down everyone’s spine.

This time, Gary Smith’s performance was comparable to that of a million Beast Tamer army, directly causing a young generation of the Multiracial to lose one-fifth!

"Well done!"

Many leaders of the Human Clan nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Gary Smith.

Most importantly, he showed measured action and restraint, which left the Multiracial speechless and even helped the Ancient Zen Field take a strong revenge.

The Star Phoenix Ancestor looked down from on high with a calm gaze at the figure sitting on the Seat of the Fool, with deep eyes that lost the previous disdain.

"This kid truly is full of miracles!"

Hazel Howlscream admired, feeling that she really should communicate with the Alliance to see if it’s possible to report to the Supreme Council and have the True King remove the interference of the Relic’s Spiritual Power from his body.

This kid with such potential can’t be allowed to fail midway!

"But all this will have to wait until the exploration of the Relic begins," Hazel Howlscream pondered. Now it seems Gary Smith has the most slots.

It’s a pity that the strongest one at the Borderland is still breaking through the Eternal Sun Stage, and who knows when he will arrive?

"Beautiful! Worthy of my strongest assistant!"

Serena Martin had already started taking pictures and posting them on her circle of friends, attracting a bunch of list friends to watch.

"Young people like to be swayed by the extraordinary, taking someone else’s glory as their own. Is it interesting?"

Elliot Pine looked at his granddaughter with disappointment, then sent the video he had taken to the Deputy School Headmaster, instructing him to start building the Gary Smith Memorial Hall in Abyss City.

Adults directly shearing wool!

The first step... expand the School, then create a hundred pure copper statues, to be placed in every corner as an enrollment guide.

As for why not gold?

It’s not that there’s no Money, but they’re afraid that shameless kid would directly claim violation of portrait rights and take them all away.