My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1713 - 492: Gary Smith: Do you see me as a god? Or as a man?_2

Chapter 1713: Chapter 492: Gary Smith: Do you see me as a god? Or as a man?_2

"Heristasha, your heart is growing more and more restless; how can you possibly ascend to the throne in such a state? This is not the natural path, and to reach divinity through it will be extremely difficult. Even if you eventually breach the Divine Land, the initiative is still in our hands."

"I understand, Mother."

Upon hearing this, the Elf Queen felt much more at ease in her heart.

Everything was under the control of the True King, who had deliberately indulged the Door Disciple’s farce, also wishing to use the mysterious existence behind him to break the situation.

Although the Ancient Kingdom was troublesome, as long as the Moon in the sky existed, they would still have a bottom card.

"The Door Disciple can open the door, but could he possibly move the Ancient Kingdom away?"

Heristasha pondered, a confident smile curling the corners of her mouth.

She was looking forward to seeing the Door Disciple’s shocked face.

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Within the Ancient Kingdom.

"Dodge fate, avoid causality, chains of all sorts bind the true self. Follow fate, bear causality, only today do I know I am me. Once enlightenment comes and the true self is seen, why fear the old chains of the past. The chains of the world are but a dream, formless, empty, without... without... Achoo!"

Sitting on the shoulder of the Door Disciple and reciting poetry, Mousie suddenly sneezed, feeling as though someone was thinking about him.

But being teased by Eggy that there were only a few who knew of your existence, how could anyone be thinking of you?

"That’s true."

Mousie had a sudden realization, as though by gathering the causality related to Cultivators, he could sense when someone murmured about Cultivators.

"Why is it always Mousie who takes the blame."

Thinking of this, Mousie got angry, then huffed for a moment and began to draw circles to curse the one who kept whispering behind his back.

A massive amount of causality moved through the Wheel of Karma Obstruction, releasing outwards, continuously intervening in the opponent’s Destiny, until it was completely twisted.

Of course, there were some powerful beings who would not be affected and needed a massive causality to be twisted.

Since the Cultivator taught him such a cool anchoring poem, he decided not to charge extra for mental damages.

Gary Smith, disguised as the Door Disciple, wandered within the Ancient Kingdom, his expression calm.

From the beginning, his goal was to summon the Ancient Kingdom.

If hidden in the hearts of all elves, the Ancient Kingdom would be an intangible entity.

But once it materialized, it would come under the dominion of the Master of the Door, who could open it at will.

This was the horror of a conceptual ability!

In this way, not even the True King could follow.

There would be room to manoeuvre.

Because of this identity that ’making eggs without a chicken,’ Gary Smith was already largely aware, and moreover, it was closely related to him.

"Cultivator, why does this Ancient Kingdom indeed look quite unlike what was imagined," Mousie inquired with doubt.

Before Gary Smith’s eyes, the landscape was silent, just quietly observing – neither the shattered Divine Temple, ancient relics, nor the twisted Divine Creatures existed.

All there was, was the Wild Wind howling, Thunder Snakes slithering, and towering sea waves churning.

Indeed, they had appeared on the coast, within an isolated island.

The sky was dark and oppressive, with endless tsunamis sweeping over, ready to engulf it at any moment.

Drip-drop!

Rain fell onto the Great Earth like a torrent, as Little Spider, incarnated as the Sky Sword Maiden, took a step forward. She intended to use spider silk, but remembering her disguise, she twisted her fingers to instead release Sword energy, weaving a Pure White Sword energy umbrella in the air above, shredding the raindrops and creating a vacuum environment in a radius of several tens of meters around her.

She stood quietly behind her Master.

As if she were an elegant Noble on an outing.

Mousie silently put away his little red umbrella, feeling rather silly for it.

If one were to look around, it might seem as though they had been transported to the seaside, but after looking more closely several times and frowning, he murmured, "Why does this place feel... vaguely familiar?"

"Huh?" Little Spider inquired.

Have you been here before?

"It’s somewhat reminiscent of the final great battle from the television drama ’Book of the Ancient Days,’ isn’t it?" Mousie murmured, trying to recall more when suddenly, there was a thunderous boom.

Numerous Thunders erupted within thick, Dark Clouds; and although they brought only a Moment of silver-white lightning, one could see eighteen crimson Eyes coldly observing everything.

"What the hell is that!?"

Mousie was so frightened that he instinctively expanded a crimson aura to envelop the Surroundings, cloaking himself and the Cultivators with him from view.

However, confronted with the bizarre gazes of the Cultivators and the Pet Beasts, it dawned on him, surely he couldn’t admit he was scared, so he composed himself and said:

"This is called safety first, first observe the environment, to be prepared is to have no worries, this is the dangerous domain of the Old Gods after all. One must be fully assured before making a move, otherwise, what’s the difference from courting death?"

As he spoke, Above the Heavenly Dome, an endless Radiant brilliance swept across, dispelling the Darkness, shining through the ages.

Accompanied by gurgling sounds, the Sun was rapidly approaching.

No... not quite!

That wasn’t the Sun at all!

Gary Smith squinted his eyes, able to see within that boundless Holy Light, there appeared a Pure White Chariot of sacred magnificence.

The so-called Chariot was also made up of individual Eyes with Pure White Wings, converging into a bizarre Chariot form.

"Old Gods Angels!" Gary Smith, disguised as the Door Disciple, whispered softly, unsurprised by this.

Yet Mousie’s eyes widened in disbelief, saying:

"Is that not..."

Before he could finish, Little Spider suddenly lifted her head and looked towards the Void space in the northwest direction.

Crack!

A fissure like the Abyss tore through the Void.

With strands of Void elements forming long strides stepping out, a breathtakingly beautiful Young Girl holding a Sword emerged from within, and behind her, countless Void Demons roared, greedily observing The World, attempting to devour everything.