My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1527 - 438: End Times Apocalypse Knight! Crushing the Deer Snail Giant! Gary Smith is the Borderland’s heaven_2

Chapter 1527: Chapter 438: End Times Apocalypse Knight! Crushing the Deer Snail Giant! Gary Smith is the Borderland’s heaven_2

Although he hadn’t found the truth, he had begun to uncover the secrets hidden in the swamplands and suspected that there was something amiss about the adventurer’s death.

So he had no choice but to swallow it whole, only to underestimate the will of these Human Clan members.

These elite Human Clan Investigators endured the agony of being digested, like ants forming a protective ball around their Ant Queen, actively resisting the stomach acid to buy time for an Investigator. Using the burning of life energy, they used a special Treasure to send out a message.

Caught off guard, she managed to intercept only some of the content, confident that they hadn’t discovered the real secret but merely suspected the Deer Snail Tribe of collusion with the Multiracial forces.

At this time, Gary Smith had just finished exploring the Solar Relic and was unable to split his attention. All recent visitors to the swamplands were under her watchful eye; she hadn’t seen him or any other Human Clan powerhouses.

Because of this, she sighed in relief, feeling as if Destiny favored The Deer Snail Tribe.

She had been prepared to make a major sacrifice, to bribe the Human Clan messengers that came after or sacrifice some of the Royal Family offspring in a ploy of self-injury.

After all, they always followed the rules, which gave her a lot of operational space.

As long as her plan succeeded, the world would be her oyster!

But what she hadn’t anticipated was...

Gary Smith did not even bother to investigate; merely on suspicion, he chose to extinguish their nation.

She felt an almost blood-vomiting frustration. To think she had gone through such painstaking efforts, guessed at human nature, set various traps, and yet, the other party simply flipped the table.

In two thousand years, this was the first time she’d met someone so unreasonable!

However, the swamplands were not without hope of redemption. Proactively, she said, "Isn’t there some misunderstanding here?"

"You know whether you did it or not," the Paper Knight interrupted, as the light of day gathered behind him, forming an hourglass that had already lost a third of its sand.

The Master had said that the procedure must be followed, no matter how tedious, but that it was a form of "justice."

The Paper Knight didn’t understand but found it impressive nonetheless, and recorded it in the Redemption Magic Manual.

"What does it matter if Gary Smith is a great general? Where is the conscience of the Alliance? Can he single-handedly hide the truth from the Borderland?" The Goddess of Deer Snail retorted coldly.

"My Lord is the conscience itself!" the Paper Knight courteously responded, silencing the opposition completely.

Faced with the unyielding Paper Knight, her gaze grew colder, and the situation became a stalemate.

Hush!

Sand trickled down the hourglass, and a growing sense of panic filled the city.

"This is trouble!"

The Lord of Deer Snail watched her mother confront the Paper Knight, sure that this must be Gary Smith’s way of making a statement, a clear violation of the rules. Otherwise, why wouldn’t the Alliance’s armies come?

As long as they made it to the Border Alliance, there was a definite chance to stop this Extinguishing Nation Order!

Thus, at her prompting, more and more Deer Snail Tribe members chose to break out, including the elite of The Deer Snail Tribe and the Elders of the Radiant Moon Tier.

But as soon as they left the city, they were mercilessly hunted down by the Hounds of Light.

Gurgle!

Even as they dove into the marshes, they were still pierced through, causing pools of water to boil and bubble; but upon shattering, they spewed dark green Fresh Blood, adding to the atmosphere of terror.

Though the Hounds of Light were swift, their numbers were limited. They had to keep watch over thirteen cities.

As the number of escaping Deer Snail Tribe members grew, and as more powerful individuals intervened to block the Hounds of Light, some slipped through the net, managing to escape the swamplands, doing everything in their power to traverse the surrounding storm.

"Awooo!"

The Hounds of Light did not give chase, watching their retreating figures quietly, then turning back to the outskirts of these cities.

"Thank goodness, we’ve finally escaped!"

"We’ll report to the Border Alliance about Gary Smith abusing his power!"

"Gary Smith, this Demon King, must pay the price!"

"..."

These Deer Snail powerhouses glared resentfully, charged with the mission to save their Race. However, before they could act, they saw formations of Silent Eagle Warplanes overhead, which had appeared out of nowhere.

"Damn..."

Before they could react, they were bombarded by firepower from [Silent Blade] munitions, instantly turned to ash. Despite an explosion creating a crater a hundred meters deep, the world remained silent under the suppressive Magnetic Field.

Slogan Taylor, piloting one of the Silent Eagle Warplanes, softly spoke through the equipment:

"Fugitives to the northwest have been terminated!"

After the abduction incident, he hadn’t harbored resentment like the others had imagined. Instead, he felt some gratitude toward the other side.

Especially the teachings of the Paper Knight made him realize that following the right leader was the key to a Future.

Even as a Dog, there was a difference between a common stray and the Hounds of Light.

"What is this!?"

To the east of the swamplands, the Deer Snail Tribe watched in horror as the Sky began to whirl, forming a massive vortex. Vast clouds drew in, engulfing them.

One after another, the Cloud Lions reached down with claws and fangs, piercing the clouds to descend, with hundreds of Human Beast Masters clad in white Battle Armor, eyes icy, the leader brandishing the flag of the Cloud Lion Legion.

To the north.

Countless stone Giants covered in moss and towering in stature stood up, quaking the Great Earth, each with numerous figures in thick, gray Battle Armor atop, brandishing the flag of the Mountain Ridge Giant Battle Brigade.

The Rock Sea Lizard Battle Corps...

The Dragon Blood Deer Battle Legion...

In total, five Battle Corps had completely surrounded the swamplands, airtight. Each one was on full alert, ready to split even a fly that passed by in two.

"Well played. With this, even if Deer Snail Country were innocent, they would be deemed guilty!" Jayden Chenlake of the Cloud Lion Legion couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.