My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1641 - 470: All Members’ Pet Beasts Turn into Evil God Form! The Scarlet Grand Demon Gary Smith! Giving the Abyss a Little Shock

Chapter 1641: Chapter 470: All Members’ Pet Beasts Turn into Evil God Form! The Scarlet Grand Demon Gary Smith! Giving the Abyss a Little Shock

The Abyss, whether in past lives or innumerable stories, has always been a world filled with endless imagination and terror.

Gary Smith had been thrown into the outer layer of the Abyss by the god of Netherworld reason from the Netherworld Gate, and although the space around him was fluctuating rapidly, it was soon stabilized by Little Spider.

Then, he discovered that he had boarded a mysterious direct express.

He curiously activated the Eye of Truth and saw the scenery outside.

"Is this... the Abyss?"

The shape of the Abyss is extremely distorted, consisting of countless worlds, big and small, overlapping each other, presenting a state of scattering and amalgamation, like a giant funnel, or a pathogen formed by numerous cancer cells clustering together.

Based on it, numerous black tentacles spread out, extending into the Mother River.

No, that’s not right.

Gary Smith’s eyes flickered, and he realized... including the one he was in... all seemed to be world passages.

In there, demon groups of various sizes, cruel and brutal, mixed together to form the Hell Demon Legion, bringing slaughter and destruction to other worlds.

There were also caravans trading in and out of the Abyss, their eyes filled with greed, lusting for unattainable profits.

There were also traveling poets recording different worlds, burning their lives away just to pursue fleeting landscapes.

Beyond these tentacles, numerous terrifying figures flickered, with four of them being the most radiant.

For example, at this moment, a blood-colored sun slowly revolved around the Abyssal World, its Radiant light showering upon the planes within, making all the illuminated creatures restless and aggressive, their eyes turning blood-red, initiating slaughter.

For a time, limbs were strewn all over, and blood and flesh flew about.

There was also a green sun traversing the sky, where everything it passed turned into decaying mud.

There was also the Hungry Sun and the Aging Sun showing signs of bringing famine and aging.

Even without an introduction, Gary Smith had already recognized these as projections of the Supreme Sun in the Abyss, each one a True King Level existence. Among them, the strongest ’Hunting Sun’ was surrounded by a mysterious will that exceeded the limit of a True King and was infinitely close to a Great Existence.

Abyssal Will!

Like the Void Will, it is a powerful individual that even the top Great Existences cannot influence.

Fortunately, these four suns didn’t rampage everywhere and disappeared after a while.

Apart from this, Gary Smith could also see small planes being entangled and dragged by world passages, falling into the Deep Layer of the Abyss, undergoing transformation.

Eventually, they will either become the nourishment of the Abyss or transform into new Abyssal Planes.

False Eaters of Realms—Eggy.

True Eaters of Realms—Abyss.

However, Gary Smith also saw several worlds that had already decayed, devoid of their origins, being dragged to the bottom of the Abyss as well.

This surprised him.

Such an Abyss, rather than being a Destroyer, seemed more like...

A cleaner.

It makes sense; the Mother River nurtures countless worlds, and if most don’t voluntarily perish, they would pile up indefinitely, devouring the spirit energy of the Mother River. Although such a scenario is near-infinite, a possibility still exists.

Therefore, manual regulation is necessary.

In a sense, the balance of the Mother River is indeed heartless, yet absolute fairness.

At this moment, Gary Smith had a deeper understanding of the Abyss and the Mother River – not an enlightenment on the spot, but he felt...

With his Taboo position, he is truly in a privileged class, able to do as he pleases.

It’s just a pity that being an Exotic Entity isn’t fun anymore.

"We’ve just entered the gut of the Abyss, similar to a Teleportation Portal, only it’s constructed by the rules of the Abyss, capable of spanning thousands of worlds!" Rose of the Crimson Moon’s voice interrupted his thoughts. She didn’t know that Gary Smith had already seen the essence of the Abyss and thought he was unfamiliar with the Abyss for the first time.

Her own man, her own spoil!

Thus, she took the initiative to explain: "The Great World of the Abyss is different from other worlds; it isn’t a whole but is formed by stacking layer upon layer of dimensions, each with its own ecological system, connected by the Abyssal Gut that represents digestion. However, not all planes are in a state of war; there are also many Farming Race or trade-oriented demons."

"Farming?" Gary Smith’s expression was a bit strange. While he could understand demons, it was hard to associate demons with farming.

Shouldn’t they be like nomadic tribes, mainlining plunder?

How come they are seriously farming?

"Don’t underestimate the variety of demons, for all these years, even the demons don’t know how many kinds there are.

Moreover, farming is essentially a form of plundering of the land, and the races skilled at farming are even more belligerent. Once their own land is insufficient for cultivation, they will wage war, plunder land, then continue to farm, in a repeating cycle; many resources of the Abyssal kingdoms are provided by them. They seem silent, but in fact, they’re making a killing," explained Rose of the Crimson Moon.

Gary Smith nodded, thinking of his previous life’s flower-farming family, who claimed to be honest but quietly expanded territory, turning those who offended them into fertilizer.

Otherwise, where did that vast territory come from?

It’s all because there wasn’t enough land to farm!

Rose of the Crimson Moon continued: "There are also suns in the Abyss, four of them, which you should know; I won’t elaborate too much on that. Although they are dangerous, they also take up the role of illumination, after all, apart from a few races, not many can withstand an eternally dark environment."

"Being constantly in a state of war doesn’t seem good either; the demons here probably don’t have a childhood," Gary Smith quipped.