My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 249 - 121: Super Evolution of Pet Beasts, Spirit Corrosion and Eye of the Sinful King (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 249: Chapter 121: Super Evolution of Pet Beasts, Spirit Corrosion and Eye of the Sinful King (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

"..."

A group of breeders were all gasping and crying out, feeling as if their understanding of the world was being refreshed, but no one doubted that this was a Savage Ant, or rather...

The Savage Ant was not worthy to be compared with this perfect being!

It’s too outstanding that it cleared itself of any suspicions.

"Be amazed, you foolish mortals!"

Mousie listened to the compliments from the crowd, and laughed happily in his heart. However, his joy didn’t last long. The following words from the vice chairman of the Breeder Association of Abyss City broke his defense:

"When it grows up, can it leave a seed here? I have female ants and sub-dragons here. If it likes other Pet Beasts, all of them are welcome. We can have a party!"

Bre... Bree... breeding?

As soon as the words were spoken, Mousie smashed the strength testing machine to pieces, his anger level exploded, dragon Qi swept across, and he roared in his heart:

"Disgusting, perverted, shameless..."

"It seems to be very happy. Indeed, dragons are naturally lustful!"

The crowd became more excited, the flashes frequently lit up, they continued to take photos as proof, anyone who didn’t know would think they were a group of star-chasing fanatics.

Mousie was furious. This lot is even more perverted than cultivators!

"Pfft!"

Gary Smith couldn’t help laughing. The Little Spider sitting on his shoulder tilted its head and asked in confusion:

"Ying Ying?"

What is breeding?

"Little kids don’t need to understand."

Gary Smith gently flicked the Little Spider’s head. Its hands were holding its head, but it became more puzzled, feeling that its master seemed very pleased upon hearing this.

It will ask Mousie when it goes back, it seems to understand more.

As for Eggy... because it ate its full for the first time, it went straight into hibernation mode.

Gary Smith obviously refused the request, then dragged away the resentful Mousie, who wished to tear this place apart, and left the Breeder Association with plenty of gains.

After taking the elevator with Charles Brown to the first floor, they saw a group of mysterious people wearing cloaks with the pattern of an entwined thorn tree. There was a vague face on the tree, giving people a strange feeling of intertwining kindness, mercy, pain, and pleasure.

The one leading them was an ash-haired girl dressed as a nun. Her splendid figure could not be covered even by the voluminous robe. The thorn ring was wrapped around the fleshy thighs clad in black silk stockings. The spikes pressed against her fair skin, as if they would pierce the blood and flesh with a slight exertion of force.

The girl’s eyes were clear; she had the mercy of a saint. She looked at everyone with a smile, but in contrast, she carried a large ax entwined with thorns on her back. The handle of the ax was extended with tree roots, like a skinny ghost claw.

Even when compared to her 1.7-meter tall figure, it seemed mismatched.

The rest of the black-robed people also had their faces covered, but it could vaguely be seen that most of them were female.

Her appearance attracted many people’s attention. However, most of them were not attracted by her looks, but showed fear and kept their distance.

Gary Smith also paused when he saw them, and then heard Charles Brown’s voice from behind:

"These are people from the Painful Thorn Church. The one leading them is Ginger Thorn, one of the rising star saintess candidates. Unsurprisingly, she is here for the spot that President Sol opened."

Gary Smith nodded, and related information emerged in his mind.

The Painful Thorn Church, also known as the Mother of Agony or the Original Sin Thorn Church. Though it sounds like a cult, it is recognized as one of the official churches by the Alliance.

They worship the deity known as the Sovereign of Thorny Forest, Mother of Agony, Fertility Lady. Its origin is untraceable, it is recognized as one of the supreme beings by the Supreme Mother River, a great existence that commands the thorns, pain, and breeding power.

Because it is related to breeding power, most of the church members are female, with a small number of males. The reason they are not considered a cult is that they advocate strange doctrines.

They believe that all living beings are born with original sin, and that life is inherently evil. The first half is almost the same as a cult’s doctrine, but the second half is quite different.

But since all beings are sinful, their choice to shoulder more suffering is equivalent to reducing the sins of all things.

Therefore, they choose to bear the Thorn Punishment all the time, using pain to eliminate the original sin in the world. As a result, they receive the favor of the Mother of Agony, and the more pain they endure, the more grace they receive, and they can contract with special Thorn Series beasts.

As humans, they have a firm stance. They set up the Judgment Court to eradicate demons, and proactively stop the birth of sins, even going to the Border Battlefield to devour everything with thorns.

Because their faith involves breeding power, they have invested most of their money in building orphanages, taking care of the orphaned and the elderly, and even setting up a women’s mutual aid organization to help some displaced women live a stable life.

It can be said that they are a group of truly independent women, or can be said to be saintesses, but they never demand others, choosing to silently walk their own path.

Although it sounds beautiful, because they need to get strength through pain, and the more pain, the stronger they become, the process is similar to self-harm, which will scare away many non-religious people.

In addition, they are keen to preach to people who carry too much pain, and even judge some Beastmasters who made mistakes, which to most people, seems like they can’t tolerate any flaws.

These people are good, but they can’t help but keep people away, after all, the world is not black and white, but a delicate shade of gray.