My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1387 - 398: A Scene that Shocks the Multiracial! The Arrogance of the Clan Leader!_2

Chapter 1387: Chapter 398: A Scene that Shocks the Multiracial! The Arrogance of the Clan Leader!_2

Even death couldn’t change her reckless nature.

"..."

The Butcher standing by no longer wanted to speak.

Who told you to provoke this monster? You could have seized the opportunity to land in Daylight City first, but now you’re being slaughtered.

You’re getting what you deserve, aren’t you?

The saddest part was that he got involved too, and probably he won’t even have a grave to be buried in.

"Since you all claim to be the fingers of the Faceless God, then, let’s compare them with my fingers," said Gary Smith, because of his liberal use of power, his Dark Sun Halo had already condensed to the fourth layer, appearing supremely holy.

He stretched out a finger made of converging light and shadow, gathering the vast Dark Sun Radiant.

Then,

He flicked his finger!

Boom!

A Light Beam Breaking the Void charged forth, stirring up a Wild Wind that rocked the World, instantly appearing near the Carriage.

"Little devil, open your mouth and catch Gary Smith’s projectile attack!"

Eighth Finger urgently shouted, and the Void Ghost Mask beside him had a look of panic, opening its mouth to spit out five syringes filled with pitch-black liquid.

Two of them pierced into itself, in order to prevent being crushed to death, its body suddenly expanded to a hundred meters.

On the White Porcelain Mask, numerous red patterns and huge Tusks emerged, resembling a giant Ghost Face as the Aura jumped two ranks, briefly entering a High-level Giant state.

Great Ghost Emperor Magic Potion!

A special Magic Potion that could enhance one’s strength by burning life force, temporarily increasing one’s rank by one.

By advancing two small Rankings in quick succession, it burned two-thirds of the life force of the Void Ghost Mask.

Buzz!

The other three syringes pierced into the Void, and in a moment, twisted the intangible and insubstantial Space into a black vortex, continuously spinning.

Great Ghost Emperor Potion—Vortex Magic Potion!

It could forcibly divert Gary Smith’s offensive to another location.

However, the instant it made contact, the power exceeded the bearing threshold. Fortunately, Void Ghost Mask pushed itself to the limit to divert it, but the operation left it on the verge of collapse.

But luckily...

It blocked it!

Huff, huff, huff!

It gasped for breath, preparing to inject itself with new nourishment from the Great Medicine when it heard a man’s comforting voice nearby:

"Why don’t you take a break?"

"Roar..."

Just as Void Ghost Mask was about to shake its head in refusal, it suddenly realized...

That’s not the Butcher’s voice!

So, who was this man...

It looked up and saw Gary Smith’s silhouette gradually dissipating in the distance.

It was...

An afterimage!

Void Ghost Mask decisively detonated part of its body, blasting itself away, but halfway through, it was caught, facedown, and dragged across thousands of meters on the Saint’s Path.

The next second, the light pillar flashed repeatedly, shaking the entire Saint’s Path.

"Not bad, you’ve worked hard to increase your strength and finally reached the threshold to see me," Gary Smith said, lifting the Void Ghost Mask, which had its White Porcelain edges smoothed by him and was now unconscious.

It could rest for a long time now!

However, the Dark Sun Light stacked with Heavenly Breathing had already increased Gary Smith’s speed to a terrifying level, and his Strength was still climbing, evolving towards the Giant Limit.

The speed at which he was devouring the Spirituality of the Relic was accelerating, and he was beginning to lose his human form!

"What!?"

Eighth Finger, seated on the Sun Chariot, saw this scene, lifted the Silver Pearl in his hand, and chanted a spell which roughly meant:

"Silver Sun, please illuminate the correct path!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gary Smith had pierced through his chest, lifting him into the midair, where he could only make "uh, uh, uh" sounds.

"Great Benevolent Father, I may not be able to follow in your footsteps!"

Beside him, the Butcher’s scalp tingled, and he braced himself for death, but then he saw the Eighth Finger in Gary Smith’s hand starting to melt, turning into a bloody sphere covered in arms, and it screamed.

"Karmic Egg!"

Gary Smith squinted his eyes, the Eye of Truth had seen the answer long ago, even taking the bait actively.

After all, materials from the Causality Series were rare and should not be wasted.

After throwing it into the Void Treasure Chest to suppress it, Gary Smith turned to look at the Eighth Finger who was frantically trying to escape, hundreds of meters away.

She no longer had the Void Ghost Mask, but she also possessed many powerful Skin-peeling Techniques.

Boom!

Gary Smith raised his hand, about to annihilate the opponent, but then he felt an immense burst of Spiritual Power.

From the decapitated Corpse of the Fourth Finger, at the gap, appeared masks with mournful expressions, building its massive body, and embedded in its stomach was a huge mournful mask that roared:

"Drown in the Sea of Suffering!"

The Fourth Finger extended a giant hand, and the painful barrier spread, infinite mournful Spiritual Power gathered, which, due to its vast amount, produced mysterious whispers, eroding willpower, causing Gary Smith to self-destruct.

"You are strong, but not strong enough."

Gary Smith whispered, circles of dark halos gathered around his shadowy body, differing from the Supreme Sun illuminating the Mortal World; he more resembled a Dark Sun Angel who devoured everything.

"I, am the sun!"

Boom!

The Sun Halo spread, instantly obliterating the Sea of Suffering Giant’s body, leaving only the Fourth Finger’s mask trying to flee, but before it got far, it was entangled by the chains of Dark Sun Fire and sealed mid-air.

In Gary Smith’s hand, he glanced at Green Resentment, who blocked the Saint’s Path and retreated in fear, although humiliated, not daring to even utter a harsh word.

Because Gary Smith would definitely crush him to death!

There was no need to accompany the other in Death.

Gary Smith sneered, then, like throwing a baseball, he forcefully hurled the Fourth Finger away, turning it into a flaming meteor.

Crack, crack, crack!

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