My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1386 - 398: A Scene That Shocked the Multiracial! The Arrogance of the Gate Master!

Chapter 1386: Chapter 398: A Scene That Shocked the Multiracial! The Arrogance of the Gate Master!

"Damn it!"

The two felt Gary Smith’s gaze and instantly felt their hairs stand on end, the air around them freezing as if they were in the depths of the Deep Ocean, crushed by the enormous pressure until they were turned into meat paste,

as if they were seeing the Death God himself, grinning fiendishly as he swung his scythe.

Although they had no idea what Gary Smith was doing, they understood that facing such a monster, they were certain to die!

"Run!"

The Ninth Finger and the Eighth Finger exchanged glances, then...

immediately fled in opposite directions.

They might enjoy toying with others, but they certainly did not enjoy being treated as toys!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

With a casual wave of his hand, the Ninth Finger opened seven Dark Rifts, each leading to different entrances to the Shadow River.

Even though there were many mutants in the Sun Shadow River, posing considerable danger, at least the mutants had patterns and there were places to hide.

But Gary Smith...

would certainly crush them!

Bang bang bang!

As he thought of this, his child-like body explosively split into seven dark worms wearing three-lobed eye masks, each burrowing towards different rifts to increase their chances of survival.

However, the moment he touched the portal of the rift, his body tensed up and was forcibly pulled back.

"What!?"

It was then that he noticed the dark silhouette of Gary Smith incarnate had appeared by his side at some point, a foot stomping on the tails of all the dark worms.

Under the illumination of the dark light from his opponent, his body couldn’t transform into its elemental state and was directly solidified into a mass,

like a grasshopper curling up under the scorching sun!

"Ants should learn to live humbly in the radiance of the powerful, and then..." Gary Smith couldn’t help but remark with emotion, "be squashed!"

While speaking, he reached out towards his opponent to seize him.

"The curtain has just been raised; the performer cannot die like this!"

"Holy Dark Touch!"

The Ninth Finger roared inwardly, and the masks on the seven dark worms shattered. From them erupted giant tendrils, wielding a force that could level mountains, hurtling towards Gary Smith.

Ding ding ding!

With a booming sound, they struck Gary Smith in an instant, halting his advance and surprising him.

But the next second, he saw Gary Smith standing still, slowly lowering his head to look at the seven tiny cracks on the outer light armor of his body, formed from the impurities of the Heavenly Breathing technique mingled with its brilliance.

No matter how hard the Holy Dark Touch tried, it couldn’t penetrate it.

"You were so close to severely injuring me!" Gary Smith admired.

Had his opponent’s strength been slightly greater, advancing further to pierce through the outer light armor, and then through the true armor of the Dark Sun as well as his body transforming into a black hole state of the Dark Sun, Gary Smith would have truly been killed.

But unfortunately...

there are no ifs in this world.

Now, he possessed the fighting capabilities of a High Rank Boss and was still absorbing relic spiritual power to enhance himself. In a relic without an Ecological Lord, he could practically slaughter at will.

The only side effect was that each action sped up the transformation, condensing something similar to the halo of an angel.

In fact, he was merely in the embryonic form of a Sun Apostle, which would continue until he transitioned into a Sun Beast.

At that time, he would spread his own ecological radiation, comparable to an Ecological Lord, and with time to accumulate, becoming a Crowned King would not be difficult.

For most people, this was an immense grace!

But...

As someone who had experienced a portion of the Authority of Truth as the master of the portal, he didn’t value the mere sun at all!

This path had too many issues!

"Hiss hiss!"

The seven dark worms continued to resist, but as they moved, they were instantly crushed into endless black mist, beginning to reform their bodies.

This was the ultimate bottom card of the Ninth Finger, who had once created a grand opera to trade for a wish from the Faceless God.

"In this life, he would not die in the darkness."

But as his body itself was made of darkness, he successfully exploited a bug and formed a pseudo-Undying Body.

This was the great blessing of the deities!

"The immortality of the weak only serves to increase the pleasure of the strong!"

Gary Smith shook his head, reached into the void to grasp a Dark Sun Spear, and forcefully pierced through his opponent’s body, pinning it firmly in the void.

Boom!

The Dark Sun Radiant essence rotated, unleashing a terrifying suction force, locking even his soul in place, rendering him completely unable to use any splitting ability.

Crack crack crack!

The Dark Sun Fire spread, instantly igniting him and allowing the flames to sear, causing the Ninth Finger to wail and struggle relentlessly.

His Undying Body became his greatest torment!

What shocked the Ninth Finger the most was... the "darkness concept" contained within his dark body was being burned to exhaustion bit by bit.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

At that moment, thunderous applause resonated within the Faceless Opera House, as most of the Audience expressed their approval for this brutal scene.

However, the few True King Level Audience members at the front remained silent. Although they were displeased, they still cast their gazes down.

At that moment, an illusory mask symbol floated around Gary Smith, linking destiny and causality, and bestowed Grace upon him.

"These folks finally didn’t waste their money on the ticket!"

But the Grace was still far from taking shape, making Gary Smith realize what the Audience meant...

He needed to present a more interesting plot!

"Just an Audience, thinking to command me? You are only fit to watch, not to dictate!"

Gary Smith chuckled, turning his head to look towards the Eighth Finger fleeing toward Daylight City.

"Younger Brother, you shouldn’t be too rough with Elder Sister, huh!" The Eighth Finger, feeling the gaze from behind, stiffened and turned his head, yet he still bore that joking and laughing expression.