My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1303 - 376: Sea of Suffering of the Gods! The Grandeur of the Great Demon King of the Border! The Mediocre Saintess Arrives_3

Chapter 1303: Chapter 376: Sea of Suffering of the Gods! The Grandeur of the Great Demon King of the Border! The Mediocre Saintess Arrives_3

"I’m not interested in following this!"

"What’s going on?"

"Could there be some kind of conspiracy?"

The nuns were baffled and noticed that although there were plenty of spectators from both the Alien Race and Human Clan, the number of competing talents on the opposite side included only a few dozen, even including Royal Highness.

It looked emptily spacious.

They furrowed their brows, coldly saying, "Arrogance!"

Such an important event like the Multiracial Platform Competition, and they didn’t send more talents.

The Abyss Multiracial, still underestimating the strength of the Human Clan until now?

They would surely perish from their arrogance!

"Where?"

Meanwhile, Ginger Thorn was looking around and soon spotted Gary Smith enjoying a massage from Ellie, his amber eyes immediately brightening, and the anxiety he carried finally settled.

All is well then!

"Is that Gary Smith?" The other nuns also looked in his direction, their first impression being...

Handsome!

Then they thought... This man’s style is completely different!

Compared to the other Human Clan talents busy with healing their Pet Beasts’ injuries or preparing for battle with somber expressions, Gary Smith was lying there eating fruit, enjoying a maid’s massage, as relaxed as if he were on vacation.

Also, unlike the other talents, he didn’t wear the Crown of the Sun nor showed any signs of injury, clearly just making an appearance.

The only odd thing was, given that the Sacred Gate of the Sun was already so bright, why did this guy still need to create a Little Sun glowing over his head?

Could it be he has some special fetish?

"But it’s all good, the nun can finally rest assured now."

Although the reality was a bit different from what the Guard Team nuns had imagined, with Yellow Fur falling in absolute strength, as long as the Saintess was happy, it was fine.

If they could get a touch too, it would be even better!

However, Ginger Thorn’s initial emotions quickly faded upon seeing Dream of the Crimson Moon, Evelyn Walker, and others, stopping in her tracks.

In order not to be rejected by Gary Smith initially, she had said she wouldn’t ask for much and had always comforted herself with this thought, but seeing other people around him still sparked sour feelings in her heart.

Yet, she swiftly suppressed these feelings, realizing that excellent people are always popular.

"I shouldn’t think about pushing my luck because Gary Smith was nice to me, that would just annoy him..."

Although she comforted herself thus, the emotions in Ginger Thorn’s heart did not ease, suddenly feeling confused.

Unsure what role she should assume to approach him.

"Since he’s alright, maybe I should just leave," Ginger Thorn hesitated and was just about to turn away when she saw Gary Smith wave at her, moving his lips without speaking, but she understood the gesture:

"Mediocre Saintess, come over here!"

"You’re the mediocre one!"

Ginger Thorn murmured in her heart, but seeing that Gary Smith wasn’t rejecting her, all her petty emotions were swept away, and her steps became much lighter as she walked towards him.

On the other side, Dream of the Crimson Moon was originally very happy.

After more than ten disappearances, she was finally about to clear the Thorny aura completely!

Just as she was preparing to press forth, suddenly she sensed a massive Thorny aura identical to Gary Smith’s approaching.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw Ginger Thorn, an old acquaintance!

At this moment, she first paused, but quickly understood something, and the Red Crystal-like pupils rippled as if invisible stones had been thrown into them, gradually losing their luster.

"It’s over, it’s over!"

Rose of the Crimson Moon glanced away, feeling a tingling in her scalp. Her own sister...

Seemed about to cause trouble!

"Greedy cat caught by a protective dog," Evelyn Walker said with a smile, looking forward to the drama unfolding.

But behind her, the countless dark blue eyes held no trace of amusement.

Willow Tennyson frowned. She had liked Ginger Thorn before, but now found her annoying without reason.

Could it be... because she’s grown bigger?

A group that just knows how to waste fabric!

"Damn old man... Ouch, that really hurt..."

Serena Martin wanted to join the fun, but after being beat up by Old Dan and his bird, she was now lying on a lounge chair, nursing her injuries, full of resentment.

"So cold!"

Bob Chandler, who had been collecting other materials to create a series comparing to Gary Smith, suddenly shivered, looking at the silent Dream of the Crimson Moon, the play-watching Evelyn Walker, the furious Willow Tennyson, and the determined Ginger Thorn approaching.

"I’m out of here!" Bob Chandler grabbed his camera and ran, only to find that Elliot Pine was already at a further distance, his smile scornful.

What a slow response!

In dealing with Asura Field, he was a professional... well, he meant staying away when friends were involved.

He had long learned the art of sensing danger and swiftly avoiding it.

But at that thought, Elliot Pine’s smile vanished, feeling a bit sad as he remembered that he had never had girls fighting over him when he was young; it was always just a bird...

"Wait, where’s my bird!?"

Elliot Pine suddenly realized that his Constant Crane had been lured away by Paper Knight to a distant place to perform the Constant Immortal Light, and they seemed to be getting along well.

This infuriated him, his mustache bristling.

The Pet Beast of Yellow Fur was indeed just a Little Yellow Fur!

Close association with Gary Smith had its downsides!

As for Ellie, although she noticed the heavy atmosphere among the women, she didn’t react, seeing as she was only a maid and didn’t have the luxury to demand too much.

Moreover, in her view, whether it be Human Race Beast Tamers or the Multiracial, it was only natural for the powerful to have more spouses.