My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1642 - 470: All Members’ Pet Beasts Transform into Evil Gods! The Crimson Grand Demon Gary Smith! A Little Shock to the Abyss_2

Chapter 1642: Chapter 470: All Members’ Pet Beasts Transform into Evil Gods! The Crimson Grand Demon Gary Smith! A Little Shock to the Abyss_2

After all, he was killed as soon as he was born.

"Why would there be constant warfare, even the Abyssal Will knows the wisdom of not exhausting the pond to catch all the fish." Rose of the Crimson Moon gave him a dismissive glance, not fond of this hellish joke, and continued:

"The Hunting Day celebration only commences every 666 days, lasting for a month, which incites the four suns to riot, affecting most dimensions. Although it drives demons into a frenzy, where only slaughter and fresh blood can appease them, correspondingly, one can also extract chaotic spiritual power refined by the suns through the act of killing.

For humans, it’s deadly poison, but for demons, it’s purely harmless spiritual power that can promote growth and trigger evolution to varying degrees. Moreover, during this process, a large number of low-level demon offspring will be conceived in the Demon Source River, which will then hatch into little demons.

They are the future servants of demons, the seeds of grand demons, and there is also a probability they will evolve into various Abyssal Demons.

Outside of the Hunting Day celebration, the Hunting Sun doesn’t affect all Abyssal Planes, at most it sweeps through one or two planes from time to time, causing minor-scale wars.

If one can survive three Hunting Day celebrations, they are essentially a mature demon. Of course, this refers to having fought through three such celebrations. Without sufficient strength, it is quite difficult to survive in the Abyss."

Gary Smith nodded, what Rose of the Crimson Moon said was almost identical to the information he had. He then asked:

"Then would the Truth Kingdom be affected as well?"

"Of course not." Rose of the Crimson Moon rolled her enchanting eyes, explaining, "The True King within his own domain is like a God of the Mortal World, with his own laws. Why would he be affected by the external suns? Compared to that, the Demon Gods of the Abyss are more dangerous."

Apart from the Main World, there are Great Existences active in the other top worlds.

"Which layer of dimension are They in?" Gary Smith asked curiously, since this was key information.

"With the Abyssal Will’s dwelling, the ’Zeroth Abyss,’ at the core, numerous codes were born. Among them, numbers 1-7 are the domains of the Gods of the Abyss, known as the Seven Sins of the Abyss, where ancient deities reside. They are Forbidden Zones of Life, but generally speaking, it’s also very difficult to enter there.

As long as we don’t stir up too much noise, these Great Existences won’t pay attention to us ants..."

At this point, she glanced at Gary Smith, who had been causing too much commotion, and herself, just another ant, yet had birthed a child who is a God of reasoning.

Although the child wasn’t close to its mother, at least it was her own blood. It’s astonishing...

The Mother River truly is full of miracles!

"So to say, the closer to the core, the stronger the dimension becomes." Gary Smith was surprised, wouldn’t that mean the Abyss has more True Kings than the Main World?

It seems the Alliance records didn’t mention this.

Rose of the Crimson Moon shook her head and said: "Not entirely, dimensions 1-7 are domains of the Gods of the Abyss, and dimensions 4-49 are dwellings of some ancient existences nearing the divine domain. They gather together, forming a special Abyssal Ring.

Beyond that, every hundred numbered planes will have a dimension occupied by a True King, like an unspoken rule that maintains a safe distance. Ordinary Abyssal Planes are controlled by Ecological Lords or Ancient Giants.

If the sequence number exceeds one thousand, even a top-tier Radiant Moon can control a dimension. However, the resources and size are certainly not as favorable as those in front. Otherwise, these wouldn’t be open for them in the ruthless Abyss where only the strong survives.

Even so, one needs powerful backing, or you might just end up as food for some Grand Demon. You also need to be careful of some injured ancient demons that might be hiding in there; it’s fraught with danger."

Disorder, chaos, and wildness, that is the essence of the Abyssal ecology.

So-called morality does not apply here, only strength is honored.

Gary Smith nodded; if it was during his early days, he would have loved to arrive in one of the latter numbered Abyssal Planes.

With his Life Food Technique and Material extraction at hand, even if the Hunting Day celebration had not started, he could transform into an Emperor of Killing.

Possessing the status level of the Thousand-Handed Demon God, he feared no abnormalities.

However, upon reconsideration, the orderly rules of the Alliance were more in his favor. Having strong backing made it easy to rise in rank. In just over two years, he had become a Titan, and not even swallowing a few Small Dimensions could satisfy the Gold-Devouring Beast back at his home.

Coming here early, without the shielding capabilities of the Crimson Kingdom, he could easily turn into a pawn manipulated by the Abyssal Will.

As they spoke, the Abyssal Gut writhed incessantly, and they were fast approaching the Abyssal Plane.

"Wonder which layer of dimension this is?"

Rose of the Crimson Moon was also curious, but as long as it wasn’t too remote, they could quickly use the channels to enter the Succubus Nest on the 888th layer.

Buzz!

Amidst the changes in the Surroundings, what came into view for Gary Smith and Rose of the Crimson Moon was a desolate land covered in black rocks with crisscrossing cracks on the ground, light from the Earth’s fire seeping out, making the scorched Great Earth capable of melting the feet with shoes of any Ordinary Person who dared to tread upon it.

The entire Air was filled with the smell of sulfur, blood, feces, and other complex scents intermingled together.

Yet, for Gary Smith and Rose of the Crimson Moon, the sensation was bearable, after all, they were hardened characters accustomed to killing on the battlefield.

Little Spider was calm, content as long as it was by its Master’s side.

As for Eggy and the Paper Knight, they didn’t have high requirements for their environment.

On the contrary, Red Rabbit felt like it was returning home as the Earth Vein Power here was extremely active; it could easily cause Earthquakes and spur magma.

This was its domain.

"Which layer of the Abyssal Plane is this?" Gary Smith asked curiously.

"Wait, let me check." Rose of the Crimson Moon took out a little demon’s Head from her spatial equipment that looked like a Bat with a big mouth, appearing somewhat cute.