My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1648 - 472: Mousie’s Law! Gary Smith, the Saint of the Abyss!

Chapter 1648: Chapter 472: Mousie’s Law! Gary Smith, the Saint of the Abyss!

At this moment,

The entire Hell Volcano dimension had sunk into a deadly stillness, leaving only the bubbling, gurgling of magma and scattered sounds of rupture.

Demons looked on in horror; the Abyss Ghost Tree they relied on as a bulwark, asserting dominance over the Giant Hellfire Demons...

was actually crushed in a single encounter!

Could the Giant Hellfire Demon have some unknown bloodline, to summon so many Ancient Demons?

"What on earth is happening?"

Even the Hellfire Demons were stunned. It wasn’t that the Abyssal Will didn’t respond, but rather, it gave too much and crashed.

Did their forebears produce any single or double-digit Demons, with noble blood flowing within them, to serve as top-tier sacrifices?

Tales of outrageous drama began to form in their minds, bringing forth a glimmer of hope.

To live rather than to die—who would willingly choose death?

"How could this be!?"

The Abyss Ghost Tree looked at the Black Knight before it, its face on the trunk showing disbelief.

Not merely because of the opponent’s eerie capabilities, but also because of what it uttered...

King!

Unless it’s a wild beast, any Demon from the Demon Group proclaiming itself as the True King was overstepping, inviting the unseen malice of fate.

Demons rarely call themselves kings; most are Lords or Sovereigns.

That is to say...

The Giant Hellfire Demon indeed summoned an Ancient Demon, but it was most likely a False King.

These Ancient Demons were merely His servants, hence viewed as a whole.

"We must not let him emerge!"

The Abyss Ghost Tree gazed resolutely, spirit energy converging upon its lush crown to produce numerous fruits, limb-bearing and resembling treants, the faces bearing a strangely devout look.

Chanting bizarre hymns, they launched themselves towards the Black Knight as streaks of light, spreading mysterious transformative powers, attempting to warp the opponent’s rationale.

Secret Technique of Nether Crossing — Light of Unity!

In its Description, all beings and things would return to one body, boarding the Nether Crossing Ark, traversing the Stygian River of Death, in order to ascend to the shores of Eternity.

Gary Smith’s half-portion of Netherworld Royal Tree power originated from the seeds split off from the Abyss Ghost Tree.

Initially designed to scheme against the Borderland, it ended up as fodder for Mousie.

Now, the complete power of Netherworld Crossing reemerged, enveloping the Black Knight with vast transformative strength.

"Convert..."

"Return... return..."

"Submit, and eternally be at ease..."

"..."

Innumerable Seeds of Transformation eroded the Black Knight’s rationale, pausing his actions.

"This is great."

The Abyss Ghost Tree, its expression one of delighted surprise, sought to take this opening to break free from the Black Knight’s control. However, barely beginning to move, it was met with a decisive slap.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Numerous branches broke, leaves flew, and the intense shaking of its soul left it in shock.

What’s going on?

Wasn’t he under control?

"Your transformative will, is it also so lacking in devotion?"

The calm voice of the Black Knight rang out, carrying an indescribable anger.

That was anger at not striving!

"Aaaaah!"

This large mass, all the Seeds of Transformation adhering to the Black Knight, wailed incessantly, as if thrown into a dyeing vat, their bodies rapidly stained with a dark matter.

"Let me show you... the indoctrination of my... King’s doctrine."

In speaking, an even more twisted, resolute will began to convert them in reverse, rewriting their rationality.

"What kind of Monster is this?" At this scene, even the Abyss Ghost Tree felt its defenses shatter, witnessing such peculiar phenomena for the first time.

What on earth was this guy’s brain made from?

To think even the power of transformation...

was transformed!

They struggled to escape but were forcibly pulled back, becoming little dark dolls continuously chanting praises, extolling a great and supreme Demon King, returning amidst ancient dust.

Roughly, it went...

"Deep red, deep red!"

"You are the infinite, and also the strength!"

"Seven Rings, Seven Seals, Seven Beasts, Seven Deadly Sins!"

"Praise Your greatness, perceive Your antiquity, seek within the truth, in the wrong opposition..."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

At this moment, the portal trembled incessantly, endless deep red light sweeping over, countless deep red ashes spreading forth.

The world, red from the boiling Hell Volcano, was tinged with a layer of murky rust-colored hue.

As if time itself became an ancient mechanism, slowly churning at this moment.

"Historical Dust!!!"

At this moment, the Abyss Ghost Tree was thoroughly alarmed, feeling the situation had completely spiraled out of control.

Anything that could be buried by Historical Dust was definitely an antique-class entity—not even a Demigod was guaranteed such a fate.

Most likely an Ancient Monarch-level being.

What kind of Monster did the Giant Hellfire Demon actually summon?

With all its schemes upset, though filled with hatred, its first reaction was...

to run!

Retreating when outmatched was no shame to the Abyssal Demons.

As for the demons under its command, as the Black Knight said, they were just food.

Merely sustenance, replaceable upon death.

’Damn it, it’s all because that Gary Smith killed the Molten Mountain Demon, otherwise my avatar would have already been growing in the Human Clan’s Borderland, ready to collaborate from within and without, even capable of seizing portions of the Solar Relic’s results, as one of the Masterminds behind the scenes. Why should I now be fleeing like this?’

Thoughts flashed in its mind. Although unwilling, it decisively coalesced numerous Seeds of Netherworld Crossing into a mystical Tree Ship, a phantom of the Stygian River emerged, ignoring the screams of the demons, ferrying it beyond the Dimension.

Secret Technique — Nether Crossing Ark!

Seeing this, the Black Knight swung his Sword of Darkness down hard but missed, his strike passing straight through.