My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1380 - 396: Every Step is a Pilgrimage, Seeing the Saint is Not as Good as Bowing Before Me! _3

Chapter 1380: Chapter 396: Every Step is a Pilgrimage, Seeing the Saint is Not as Good as Bowing Before Me! _3

Secret Technique — The Mask of Universal Suffering!

At the moment it appeared, the mask adorning the face of the Fourth Finger, with its expression of profound suffering, became even more intense. But... it was only an expression.

The true suffering was to be borne by the failures from whom he had stripped their faces.

I already feel sorry for you all; what more do you want?

Because among these masks were powerhouses of giant stature, converging together, they could transform attacks into their own torture. As long as the threshold for complete death wasn’t reached, this line of defense would not break.

Theoretically, it could block a hit from the peak of giants!

The Ninth Finger lamented, "In the face of an absolute power disparity, the anger of the weak is truly meaningless."

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

In an instant, the Dark Sun Dragon Breath traveled thousands of kilometers and, as it approached the Mask of Suffering, it suddenly disintegrated into countless dark beams of light, bypassing the Mask of Suffering.

"Suffering is unavoidable for all sentient beings," the Fourth Finger said with a smile, as the Mask of Suffering encompassed everything, leaving no blind spots.

However, the target of the Dark Sun Dragon Breath was not him but the Inverted Pyramids composing the path to ascension.

Boom, boom, boom!

In the next second, an enormous black hole expanded, devouring all the radiance, causing many of the Inverted Pyramids to fade and rapidly disintegrate, scattering in all directions.

This caused the path of light on the ground to shatter, directly causing the Faceless Brotherhood’s carriage to fall. Without the burning of the murky sun’s flames, the boiling relic’s spirit energy swept through, covering the surroundings.

"These Dragon Breaths can actually interfere with the Pyramid of Light!"

Three of the Fingers of God, their masks flashing red, showed their shock. Even the Silver Pearl was of no use.

After all, returning to the sun, in a sense, represents a type of correctness!

The Fourth Finger decisively dispersed his mask; to take frequent action in such an environment would only accelerate the abnormality.

They only had high resistance to abnormality; it didn’t mean they couldn’t succumb to it!

The carriage began to fall rapidly, nearly flinging several people out, but fortunately, the Eighth Finger was the first to react. With her slender and pale legs, she hooked onto the relief carvings on the edge, her hair fluttering about. She calmly ordered,

"Void Ghost Mask, make the space rigid!"

"Giggle, giggle, giggle!" The Void Ghost Mask let out a piercing, sharp laugh, spewing out a syringe filled with mercury-like liquid, injecting it into the invisible and intangible Void, pushing the syringe.

Click, click, click!

In an instant, the invisible and intangible space turned into a silver field of flesh, catching the rapidly falling Sun Chariot, which then violently rebounded like a trampoline, tossing it into mid-air.

"Oh, so fun!" the Eighth Finger cheered joyfully, carrying them back to the path composed of Pyramids of Light, which had regained its radiance, and continued to rush forward.

She then turned her head to look at Gary Smith, who was becoming increasingly weak in the distance, and said with a playful smile, "Little brother seems a bit frail, giving out so quickly. Elder sister will replenish you when she gets back."

In the face of the Eighth Finger’s provocation, the calm Hundred Eyes atop the Dark Sun Dragon grew Dragon Claws on its sun-like Dragon Body, seizing a multitude of murky sun’s Beast Embryos. Amidst their wails and struggles, they were thrown directly into its mouth.

Crunch, crunch!

"The taste isn’t bad!"

Gary Smith commented and, through [Endless Thirst] and the feast of gluttony’s conversion, quickly refilled his energy, then unleashed another Dark Sun Dragon Breath!

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh—"

But this time, the Fourth Finger was prepared and took preemptive action, directly using the Mask of Suffering to absorb the attack, thousands of faces wailing ceaselessly, swallowing the blast.

He wouldn’t give Gary Smith a chance to shatter the path to ascension!

"There is a limit to humans!" the Fourth Finger said with a wretched sigh.

Indeed, the power was formidable, comparable to a giant at the beginner stage!

But Gary Smith’s level wasn’t high, so how many times could he use this ability?

Boom!

In the next second, the Dark Sun Dragon Breath continued to pierce through, again blocked by him.

"Perfect!"

This scene delighted the Butcher, as Gary Smith’s trump card seemed to be just so.

But quickly, his emotion turned into fright.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

One Dark Sun Dragon Breath after another, as if they cost nothing, pierced through continuously.

Fifty times!

A hundred times!

Two hundred times!

Though the Mask of Suffering didn’t shatter after the incessant assault, it...

Was almost sated!

All the faces twisted in expression, no longer wanting to eat, even starting to show Solar Flames patterns on their surface from consuming too many Dark Sun Dragon Breaths, igniting flames.

Showing signs of abnormality.

"Does this guy have no limits?" the Fourth Finger gazed in shock.

Using his ultimate move as a regular attack!?

Did he not fear being tainted?

But when he looked at the Dark Sun Dragon, he found that instead of stopping, it transformed into a relentless sprayer, spraying even more fiercely.

Endless filth and impurities accumulated within it, beginning to compress together without showing the slightest tendency towards abnormality.

"Is it the Ancient King’s Law of Gary Smith’s ancestor taking effect again?" the Butcher asked with an ugly expression.

In fact, as many murky sun’s beasts were devoured, the pollutants within the impurities indeed erupted, but before they could wreak havoc, they were suppressed by the Ranch, becoming nourishment for the Soul Forage.

And this was one of Gary Smith’s objectives!

He wasn’t afraid of his soul becoming tainted, and the Dark Sun Observer Number, being a product of the Solar Relic, would approach to consume radiance, even actively absorbing any material abnormalities.