My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1681 - 482: Gary Smith: In Borderland, there is only one Sky, and that’s me!

Chapter 1681: Chapter 482: Gary Smith: In Borderland, there is only one Sky, and that’s me!

In his light-dark calamity dragon form, each breath could exhaust all the spirit energy he had when he first became a pseudo-giant.

If it had been when he first became an Ancient Giant, he probably could only play the role of a true man for half a second.

Accordingly, it also brought him power close to the Ecological Master Level, relying on the pseudo-infinite trait of Shimmering Oil to maintain this state for at least one or two minutes.

After that time, it’s not that the Paper Knight’s fury wasn’t enough, but rather Red Rabbit and Paper Knight were easily at risk of being devoured by Eggy, consuming their own essence.

At this moment, Gary Smith felt that Red Rabbit and Paper Knight should switch their paths, but unfortunately, that was highly unlikely.

The difficulty was too high.

"Is this your bottom card?" The Golden Winged Person of Ecological Master Level perceived Gary Smith’s aura, his face initially showing surprise, then he let out a sigh of relief.

This guy was truly terrifying, he almost reached the domain of an Ecological Master.

Thankfully, it was only ’almost’!

If he continued to grow, they would all inevitably perish.

’Mist Song’ also regretted getting involved in this matter; being a pirate lord in the Mist Sea might have been better.

But since he had taken action, he had to nip the dangerous Gary Smith in the bud.

So, he and the Golden Winged Person of Ecological Master Level exchanged glances and developed a plan.

Gary Smith’s current form surely couldn’t last long, at most half a minute to a minute; they could wear him out with delaying tactics and then kill him when he was exhausted.

"Join my clansmen in death!" the Golden Winged Person of Ecological Master Level bellowed, as thousands of golden light rules swept across, "Light Tendons" spreading out towards Gary Smith to slay him.

Mist rolled turbulently, devouring heaven and earth.

Against their plan, Gary Smith just laughed, taking out something, a phantom stinger enshrouded with an indescribable aura.

It was like time... and like aging...

But its emergence immediately broke through the defenses of the Golden Winged Person of Ecological Master Level and Mist Song as they simultaneously howled:

"Damn!"

Because...

This thing was the Rule-based Secret Treasure carried by the Ancient Giants in their twilight years.

After all, since they had already prepared to abandon them, the Camp of Multiracial clearly wouldn’t be so generous as to give each a Rule-based Secret Treasure.

As a joke, not even False Kings necessarily possessed one.

And even if it was just borrowed... what if they died on the Human Clan’s battlefield and ended up aiding the enemy?

So, these Rule-based Secret Treasures, seemingly numerous, in reality, were one.

Or rather, they were derived from a single Rule-based Secret Treasure.

It was a treasure known as the Beehive of Longevity!

This was a particular branch within the Time System—the Lifespan System Rule Secret Treasure, belonging to one of the Three Fortunes: Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity.

It resembled a silver Beehive, but inside it bred a swarm of Human-Faced Bees with decaying old men’s features.

With a bizarre appearance, they didn’t harvest nectar, but life’s lifespan instead.

They couldn’t substitute with livestock, it had to be high intelligences that were stung by them, having their lifespans drained to continuously produce Lifespan Honey to repair, strengthen the Beehive, and thus nurture new individuals.

During this process, the faces of the Human-Faced Bees would become younger and younger, eventually freezing in an infant state before dying, and shedding the stingers from their bodies to nurture new bee species.

Like bees and ants, they’re creatures that protect their kin in critical times, and the Longevity Bee’s Stinger of Sacrifice is the same, each requiring hundreds of thousands of years of lifespan accumulation, which can be piled up through the number of intelligent lives.

Once used, it can burn the remainder of one’s lifespan to enhance strength.

Each usage causes forcefully burning tens of thousands of years of lifespan, boosting one’s strength significantly for a brief moment, and for about one minute it can approximately double the strength.

Sacrifice oneself to benefit the nest.

Therefore, it is known as the Stinger of Sacrifice.

But an Ancient Giant could only use it once in a lifetime; which force could afford such a waste?

However, the Camp of Multiracial found through research that targets nearing the end of their lifespan, although incomplete, would enter a "desperate" state.

It could enhance strength by about one-third to half, and the duration would be halved as well.

But the prerequisite is being an Ancient Giant, able to rely on a Legendary Trait to forcibly endure for a while; otherwise, ordinary life would turn to ashes right after use.

Thus, it was also used to burn the last value of an Ancient Giant in his twilight years.

This time, they were instantly killed by Gary Smith, without the opportunity to use it, so along with the Legendary Traits, these treasures fell into the enemy’s hands as well.

Gary Smith taking out this stinger clearly meant seeking mutual destruction!

This guy is a complete and utter madman!

"I hear it... the sound of your fearful breath!"

Gary Smith said with a laugh as he pricked his palm with the bee stinger, in the next second, feeling his lifespan stealthily devoured by the silver Human-Faced Giant Bee.

That was the manifestation of rules, once agreed upon, they must be executed.

The amount was... ten thousand years!

Hum!

But at the very moment he acted, the Key of Truth trembled slightly, instantly causing the silver Human-Faced Giant Bee to reveal a terrified and discolored face.

The original tenure of ten thousand years was forcefully pulled back, only leaving one hundred years for it.

It felt like giving alms to a beggar, and the latter dared not speak against it.

Door Master’s Talent effect: All side effects can be reduced to one percent of the original.

What are side effects?

Anything that is bad for Gary Smith, that’s a side effect!

Boom!

Accompanied by the rule’s fulfillment, a terrifying aura soared into the sky, Gary Smith momentarily stepped into the Ecological Lord Rank.

Crack, crack, crack!

At this moment, the Eye of Heavenly Principle in his palm burst forth, opening its eyes, briefly transforming into the Ecological Core.

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