My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1637 - 468: Contracting a New Pet Beast! The Original Creator! The Intent of the Immoral Succubus!_4

Chapter 1637: Chapter 468: Contracting a New Pet Beast! The Original Creator! The Intent of the Immoral Succubus!_4

Could it also shift toward the Death path?

But that doesn’t align with the Life Path Mother had planned.

"Kid’s mom, the Heavenly Phoenix Ritual is about the lower feasting on the higher, but now that the original Immortal Heavenly Phoenix is here, why not let Him help breed a brand-new Immortal Heavenly Phoenix?"

Gary Smith’s voice rose behind her, snapping Rose of the Crimson Moon back to reality, instantly understanding the God of Abyssal Logic’s intention to convert the Heavenly Phoenix, the Ancient Phoenix.

It essentially left the path of life open for her to become the sole Immortal Heavenly Phoenix.

The God of Abyssal Logic nodded, took out the blood of the Heavenly Phoenix fused within the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, and let the original Immortal Heavenly Phoenix transform it into countless burning flames of blood threads, merging into the Abyssal Crimson Sparrow’s body.

"Sqreech!" Accompanied by a clear cry, the Evolutionary Light shone, enveloping its body.

"Wait, did you just call me... kid’s... mom?" Rose of the Crimson Moon reacted, her face immediately turning red as she stuttered.

Gary Smith looked at her with a smirk, remaining silent, which made Rose of the Crimson Moon nearly bury her head into her chest.

The hatred Rose of the Crimson Moon showed after his death, and her all-destroying stance, had already crossed the boundaries of friendship. If she still couldn’t recognize it...

Then she would truly be a fool!

Gary Smith, due to his rapid promotion, didn’t become as emotionless as other veteran powerhouses over the Long Eons.

On the contrary, he cherished the state of rich emotions, even finding it delightful, and with the company of Pet Beasts, he might never become an indifferent Divine being.

Thus, he never resisted the ties formed along the way.

Perhaps... this was also correct!

Flowers that can be plucked must be plucked promptly!

There’s no need to wait until one must regret or in times of crisis, as that didn’t fit his stable character.

Who hasn’t dreamed of sisters in their embrace, in the same blanket?

However, before this, Gary Smith told her about his affair with the Thorn Saintess, leaving the decision to her.

If she was unwilling, he wouldn’t force her.

It was impossible to choose to abandon Ginger Thorn for Rose of the Crimson Moon.

After all, she had even betrayed the Thorn Church for him and had nothing left.

Then, Gary Smith wouldn’t disappoint her choice!

"You and Ginger Thorn really have something going on!" Upon hearing this, Rose of the Crimson Moon felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over her, instantly cooling down, her gaze turning resentful.

She didn’t expect that someone else had tasted the melon she had eyed.

It made her feel like the childhood friend in the comics, handled by a Minotaur, wishing she could just walk away.

But thinking of the pain in Gary Smith’s heart when he "died" this time, she couldn’t bear to be ruthless.

On reflection, she too had stolen a man from her Sister, and now someone had made a move before her, ironically turning herself into an assistant for her Sister.

Suddenly, her sense of guilt halved.

It was all for her Sister!

But to let this man off so easily still felt somewhat reluctant...

Finally, she made a decision: "I don’t care about your matters with Ginger Thorn, but our stuff, let’s not tell my Sister yet, let’s..."

"Let’s have a secret... oh no, an underground romance."

Gary Smith wore a strange expression; how come all these women loved hide-and-seek, whereas he didn’t mind being open?

Ah, being a good man is tough!

Thinking this, Gary Smith casually pulled her into his arms, Rose of the Crimson Moon stiffening instantly, that nearly perfect figure completely within his grasp.

Different from Ginger Thorn’s voluptuousness, Rose of the Crimson Moon’s figure was more toward voluptuous, perfectly plump.

Any experienced driver knows that bony isn’t as good an experience, rather it’s quite annoying.

’Being able to touch... having no effect... perhaps this is Destiny...’ Once he held her, Rose of the Crimson Moon did not struggle, instead, she quietly savored his manly scent.

As the carriers of Mother’s plan, The Three Sisters possessed a deadly ability; any male, even a True King, could have their Essence Energy devoured.

However, only True Kings with Laws could free themselves, yet anyone below a True King, without specific Treasures for protection, would be drained instantly.

Yet, Gary Smith could touch them without being affected, in a sense, it was also fated.

"But Little Dawn wouldn’t be fooled; she is the genuine Succubus..."

As Rose of the Crimson Moon’s thoughts ran wild, warm breath caressed her ear, her body going weak, catching his voice:

"Keeping it secret is also fine, but to make up for my emotional trauma, you still need to agree to one thing for me."

Rose of the Crimson Moon glared at him, what kind of man gets a bargain yet still acts so enticing, but after hesitating, she finally nodded.

However, the next second, her defenses were completely shattered.

"Do you have any clothes for my Sister?"

"???"