My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1524 - 437: A Single Word Subdues a Nation! The Alliance President Is Stunned! Exercising Solar Authority_3

Chapter 1524: Chapter 437: A Single Word Subdues a Nation! The Alliance President Is Stunned! Exercising Solar Authority_3

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The Deer Snail Vassal State lay atop a vast swamp near the Abyss, perpetually shrouded in a fine drizzle and miasma. The most frequent event was the relentless storms that smothered everything in their wake.

Within the nation, there was one Central Hub, and it was buttressed by twelve subsidiary cities scattered across the swamp.

From above, it looked like a giant snail, sketched crudely amidst the vapor and the storms.

And at the heart of this "Giant Snail" was the Central Hub—the Ancient Snail City.

Due to its unique, humid environment, the architectural style favored the use of stone or water-resistant wood. However, the buildings were not set apart from the ground but were partially buried in it to ensure sufficient moisture.

On the streets, figures carrying huge silver-white snail shells on their backs were a common sight, clearly displaying the algae and silt attached to them. The ground itself was covered in thick mucus, requiring merchants of other races to wear specially made shoes to navigate the terrain; otherwise, they risked their feet swelling rapidly from water toxins, leading to possible amputation if not promptly treated.

However, on the wayside, there were many bathhouse clinics specializing in cleaning and scraping, frequented by crowds of Deer Snail people.

They extended their true bodies from within the shells, similar in form to humans and not lacking handsome men and beautiful women, save for a pair of antlers resembling barren tree branches and a thick, clear mucus layer enveloping them as though wrapped in a protective film.

Indeed, this was the case as it reduced the damage from elemental attacks and bladed weapons—conventional blades would simply slide off upon contact.

"Recently, human adventurers stopped coming. What a pity; I’ve saved up so much mucus but now have nowhere to sell it."

"Probably scared off; after all, a good number have died lately!"

"Speaking of which, I also saw quite a few Human Beast Master remains in the swamp recently. Tried a bite, and the taste really is good. No wonder they were once food for the Multiracial. It’s a pity the Mother River is unjust, favoring them."

"Be careful. Those folks hold grudges well and like to collect their companions’ bones for burial."

"What’s there to fear? If we hadn’t been exiled, maybe we could have joined the Multiracial and hunted humans. Now, ironically, we’ve become dogs to them."

"Watch your tongue; you don’t want to get turned into a memorial by Gary Smith’s monster of a Pet Beast."

"But I’ve heard about this incident; my uncle who works at the Royal Family says it involves the King..."

"Shut up; do you have a death wish?"

"..."

Discussions were rife in the streets, with various rumors flying everywhere.

However, inside the massive snail-shell palace at the center of Ancient Snail City, it was particularly silent.

On a throne, created from the interaction of storms and the swamp, a beautiful female figure with a twenty-meter-high golden snail shell emerged, covered in mucus, with thick, majestic antlers and silver pupils conveying nobility.

From her upper body alone, she resembled a legendary Dragon Lady, emanating an aura akin to that of pseudo-giants.

She was the daughter of the Deer Snail Vassal State giant—Snailron—and the second Queen—Snailuru!

Snailuru, looking out at the incessant fine rain outside the Royal Palace, suddenly said, "Mother, are we really doing the right thing?"

"Do you regret it?" replied a somewhat elderly voice from behind Snailuru—a massive Dark Shadow exuded an oppressive aura that could take one’s breath away.

Snailuru trembled and lowered her head, "I dare not; it’s just that I find the Human Clan too powerful."

"How did I give birth to such a cowardly daughter?"

Snailron slowly moved forward, bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to Snailuru but more mature and larger in size. She became the center of Ecological influence, continuously affecting the water elements to gather, increasing the intensity of the rain over the swamp.

She slowly said, "We no longer have a choice. Ever since we were exiled, we’ve become dogs without a home. As far as the Human Clan and the Multiracial are concerned, we’re just expendable pawns.

If I were the Ecological Lord, they might give us some consideration, but unfortunately, I am not. So if we want to survive, continue our race, and enjoy the peace we have now, we must fight—even if it means snatching the opportunity for Promotion from the jaws of the Human Clan and the Multiracial during these chaotic times!"

As she spoke, Snailron’s face twisted with ferocity.

Snailuru looked despondent, her head bowed, saying nothing. Ever since her mother discovered that ’thing,’ she had become more and more violent, evidently affected by it.

Snailron’s mood softened as she looked at her daughter with a softened tone, "I didn’t expect the human species to discover what lies beneath this land. I only discovered the issue after tampering with the Ecological. It’s... I can’t say, it could easily trigger Divination and Spirit-related abilities.

My daughter, don’t be afraid. The group of human adventurers who found the secret were dealt with immediately. Even the subsequent Investigators who came were killed off as if it were the work of the Multiracial. Unless they wipe out every city in the Deer Snail Tribe all at once, the secret won’t be disclosed."

"The Human Clan won’t believe it," sighed Snailuru. "The Alliance will soon send others to investigate, and this time, they won’t be minor figures."

"I know; no matter who comes, just cooperate, offer any Treasure directly as a bribe, and be amiable. Keep them. I’ve also swallowed and thoroughly digested all of the people from our Race who were in the know during this period. I won’t excrete, and it’s not a Secret Realm after all. Even the recently famous Gary Smith can’t use his might here..."

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