My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 228 - 116: Is Gary Smith’s Pet Beast an Evil God? (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 228: Chapter 116: Is Gary Smith’s Pet Beast an Evil God? (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

The Divine Incarnation’s body was torn apart, and astonishingly, the seal was located in a corner under Abyss City. Someone was already attempting to unseal it.

If it breaks free, Abyss City might be destroyed and it could even impact the entire Borderland.

Even if people from Ancient Times left a sealing method, there is no guarantee it will work. They didn’t dare risk it, so the Alliance must be informed immediately.

At this thought, Lesley Ash, who is in charge of Abyss City’s division of the Alliance, could no longer remain stationary, anxious to return and transmit this news.

She glanced at Gary Smith, praising him, "This information came at a crucial time. If we find the location of the seal, we will look for you at that time. If we succeed in strengthening the seal, it would be a significant achievement. You could apply for Alliance Points."

Before leaving, she addressed the others, "I apologize, but I must leave first. I’ll leave the present cleanup and the negotiation with the Lord of the Secret Realm to you."

"No problem."

Everyone understood and prepared to report this crucial information when they returned.

All will suffer if there is trouble in the nest.

If the Borderland has an incident, it will affect several major domains nearby. Therefore, it is necessary to prepare and possibly send support in advance to search together for the location of the seal.

If all else fails, they may need to discuss a widespread anti-lewd movement again, sweeping away the Mother of Twilight Church’s mixed breed dogs.

Although this hasn’t happened yet, it has somewhat dampened everyone’s good mood.

"Uh-hmm..."

Elliot Pine coughed lightly, trying to lighten the mood, and in the process, helping Gary Smith shine in public. Therefore, he took the initiative to ask,

"By the way, Gary Smith, what kind of Dragonbeast did you gain from this inheritance?"

The rest of the people were also curious, wondering whether Gary Smith obtained a common Sub-Dragon, or a rare Sub-Dragon, like lightning, ice or poison.

Particularly in the Secret Realm, there is a venerable old beast tamer who has lived for long eons and served the Deep Red Hundred Eyes Dragon King. He might even have preserved a Sub-Dragon related to life attributes.

A Sub-Dragon with life attributes, if related to healing, could be as valuable as a Pureblood Dragon.

"I..."

Just as Gary Smith was about to speak, the Living Weapon Dragon Egg, which lost its target when Mousie hid in the pocket, couldn’t help but bounce out.

A pair of bewildered eyes looked around curiously, exhibiting innocent stupidity.

This scene seemed to mute everyone, leaving them in a momentarily dazed state.

"I’m not mistaken, right? This...is a Dragon Egg?"

"Are you kidding me? Who has a Dragon Egg with eyes that can hop around? It should be a Dragon-Type Pet Beast that looks like an egg. After all, I’ve heard that some place has a Dragon-Type coconut, and you can even crack its shell to drink coconut juice..."

"Hey, hey, why do I get an eerie feeling from what you said last?"

"This Dragon Egg looks so cute, it’s adorable and round, full of scribble-like patterns. It seems so crushable..."

"Indeed, compared with the Sub-Dragons I have seen, it lacks the potent Dragon Might..."

"Gary Smith didn’t get duped, did he?"

"..."

Numerous Beastmasters couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing the adorable Dragon Egg, whispering amongst themselves. It was drastically different from what they imagined a Sub-Dragon to be.

A pet beast like this is the greatest gain from the Dragon’s Secret Realm?

A Dragon Egg and an egg-shaped Dragon are totally different concepts.

With the former, you could hope for a Sub-Dragon or even a Pureblood Dragon, but as cute as this little guy is, surely he can’t amuse the opponent to death, staging an "Ah Wei’s dead."

Moreover, it looks as if it would shatter easily; not to mention fighting, it might spill liquid from a minor knock.

Such a pet beast, even with Dragon attributes is a bit wasteful...

"It seems like the Crimson Dragon Tribe suffered too great losses, not even a Sub-Dragon remained."

"I wonder whether this little guy has an evolved form. If not...then it’s over. Because I just summoned my Dragon Blood Leopard, which is from the Dragon Bloodline, but I didn’t feel a powerful presence from this little guy. It seems the Dragon Blood Concentration is not high..."

"...."

Everyone discussed wildly. Especially the group of Secret Realm trialists, who felt somewhat uncomfortable from being thrashed in the Secret Realm. But seeing Gary Smith at a loss, they suddenly felt much better.

The Dragon’s Secret Realm is nothing special after all.

Oliver Gauss was also confused. Were the losses of the Crimson Dragon Tribe really that severe? But Gary Smith chose this pet beast, he must have his reasons, right...?

Martin Rock was also puzzled. Isn’t the Dragon Blood Concentration too low? Even if it evolves, there won’t be much change, right?

After all, the Dragon Bloodline is the most important aspect for Dragon-Type Pets.

The amount of Dragon Blood directly affects the strength of its power.

Elliot Pine stared at the Dragon Egg with a stiff expression. After carefully sensing it, he truly didn’t perceive any strong Dragon Might.

This egg only seems to be a slightly better Dragon-Type Pet than a Dragon Blood creature.

The only advantage it may have is that it looks... cute

"Why do I have to run my mouth!"

Elliot Pine wished he could slap himself. Why did he have to bring up this topic? But he had no choice, as he forced a smile to comfort Gary Smith,

"No worries, a Dragon Egg simply means infinite potential. That’s right, what kind of pet beast is this? What’s its evolved form?"

"It doesn’t have one."

Gary Smith shook his head, honestly answering. After all, it’s a living weapon, thus it doesn’t have an evolved form. But it does have a Complete Form.