My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1690 - 485: Border King Humphrey Harris: If I don’t see Heaven’s Peak, Heaven’s Peak should come to see me!

Chapter 1690: Chapter 485: Border King Humphrey Harris: If I don’t see Heaven’s Peak, Heaven’s Peak should come to see me!

"This mountain, all earth; this river, all water; sun, you old hound!"

Gary Smith, inspired by the grandeur of the mountains and rivers, couldn’t help but recite a poem.

Clap, clap, clap!

"Ying ying!" Little Spider was the first to applaud, indicating that its master’s poem was pleasing to the ear.

Such a simple and straightforward description of the scenery.

Usually, it is a just Little Spider.

Concerning its master, it has no bottom line and always stands by its master’s side.

(*°▽°)ﾉ

Mousie curled its lip, although it lacked culture, it wasn’t without an appreciation for it.

It should have been described with the words ’bloody awesome’!

The Mouse Incarnations, always the loyal followers of Gary Smith, have also inherited Mousie’s cultural level and are a group great at holding a talk.

"Roar!"

Eggy, transformed into a little fatty dragon, yawned lazily, showing no interest in reciting or composing poetry, finding it more fun to eat the ones doing the recitation.

"Seeing through the essence with a glance, master’s wisdom is indeed beyond my imagination!" the Paper Knight earnestly copied the "Bible", preparing to have his subjects recite it daily, studying it carefully, to facilitate enlightenment of enemies in the future.

What if the enemy does not listen?

Then they will be convinced with iron fists.

Only Red Rabbit, having connected to the Network and learned too much knowledge, seemed out of place among a group of brutes.

It raised its head, looking lost and forlorn.

It seems that at the beginning, it was supposed to be a raging berserker. So why does it now seem like its rage meter is always empty?

Where did things go wrong?

Could it be Mousie’s scheme?

Forget it, impossible. It doesn’t have the brains.

"Hmm."

Ellie saw another side to this rare genius of dominance and cruelty, and wore a strange expression, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Even though Gary Smith’s behavior towards her was good, even protective at times, because she was on the payroll, her identity after all was as a member of an Alien Race.

Now, to preserve her race, she had sacrificed her entire clan to turn it into a Treasure for Gary Smith, leaving herself with no way out.

So, she needed to be even more cautious and prudent to go further; not knowing the limits, even if favored more, would eventually lead to abandonment.

The position she held now, if it were before the Shattered Battlefield, would have been eyed by countless people, including many Alien Races, dying to take her place.

If Gary Smith became the Crowned King, that would be a merit worthy of dragons!

Any reward would enable her whole clan to soar.

Even now, she was still highly desirable.

However, Ellie quietly reminded: "Your Excellency... Master suggested we keep a low profile to avoid drawing the attention of the Multiracial. Is this really okay, master?"

"No issue, the Multiracial have always been watching me; hiding would also lead to discovery, might as well stroll boldly and collect some bribes," Gary Smith said leisurely: "Look now, we can avoid some trouble-causing creatures that don’t know their place."

"..."

Ellie, at a loss for words, couldn’t help but glance at the lavish carriage they were in.

Surroundings were decorated with banners woven from Spider Silk of five elemental colors infused by Little Spider, extravagantly beautiful with Radiant glow, worthy of being called top-grade Artworks.

Above their heads was a crown-like structure created by the Void Force, surrounded by Eyes of the Void, trembling the Void, resembling the Crown of a True King.

Once attacked, it would trigger hundreds of instrument tracks as countermeasures, one of Little Spider’s meticulously crafted gifts.

Actually, the carriage could float by itself, but at this moment, it was being carried by four colossal Hound of Light folded paper Giants, each a hundred meters tall.

They were known as Daylight Strength Giants, forged with the golden paper folding of The Sun, their bodies adorned with crimson patterns, shining with brilliance.

Wherever they passed, Rocks melted, trees withered, and the Great Earth dried up, bringing a Drought Disaster.

They were special hero units born from the Paper Knight devouring a significant amount of life, then advancing the Paper Kingdom’s Civilization, combined with the Drought feathers of the Third Disaster Peacock, and with the Grace of the Supreme Mother Goddess.

Created as Monarch’s Peak fighters with no lack of Wisdom, set loose they could become harbingers of disasters.

Initially, Gary Smith saw one of the "Five Beasts" on Joy Street with great fanfare, where even the Giant of Gluttony carrying the carriage was called a strategic Weapon.

Yet now, it served only as Food in front of the Daylight Strength Giants.

Even the Five Beasts themselves had to be courteous to Gary Smith of today.

The youth who once stood as a minion is not the same as before.

Regrettably, since the material (Third Disaster Peacock) refused to provide more Feathers, Paper Knight couldn’t make more Daylight Strength Giants to carry his master’s palanquin.

Whiz, whiz, whiz!

On either side of the carriage, numerous rifts of the Void were visible, with hordes of Shimmering Spiders shuttling through them, scouting the Void environment.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Across the distant land, numerous Hound of Light rampaged, occasionally pausing to raise what should be called skulls, upon which thousands of light tentacles Writhed, a terrifying sight.

Many powerful Demons had no time to react before being instantly shattered.

Hum, hum, hum!

In the Sky, thousands of mechanical Electronic Eyes carrying a vast array of Hot Weapons locked onto the creatures on the Great Earth. Crossing the flight path with numerous Curse Crows, they were so numerous they blotted out the sun.

Wherever they passed, Spirit energy was disturbed, obscuring the heavens and earth.

Mere direct gaze upon them could afflict ordinary beings with terrible Curses.

With absolutely domineering presence, they cleared the way for Gary Smith, proclaiming the arrival of his life to all others!

This was what they called the imposing demeanor of a Giant.

After all, their Energy levels were far above that of ordinary beings, with mere gestures often erasing hundreds of thousands of miles of life, brandishing their might as a forewarning could be seen as a form of clemency.

If someone still foolishly attempted to rob them... then they must truly be tired of living.