My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 258 - 123: Smiling Corpse Mountain, Twilight Three-headed Dragon (Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 258: Chapter 123: Smiling Corpse Mountain, Twilight Three-headed Dragon (Seeking Monthly Pass)

"Ying!"

The Little Spider stood on Gary Smith’s shoulder, looking down at the despairing Priest of the Netherland below, its slim white finger gave a slight hook.

Hiss!

From beneath the priest, the earth cracked open and an immense amount of spider silk shot out, binding and rapidly entangling him.

First his limbs, then the rest of his body, quickly transforming into a large cocoon. Just as the priest regained his senses and started yelling at Gary:

"You will regret this..."

Before he could finish, he was entirely encased in the silk, suspended in the air, immediately contracted, and a mist of blood sprayed everywhere.

Spider Silk Funeral!

The brutal method both frightened and relieved the villagers.

"Finally... it’s over!"

"So, this is the genius-level Beastmaster? Didn’t he only match the Primary Commander a few days ago? How can he now crush even the high-ranking priests?"

"Thank God the Alliance sent a Beastmaster, or we all would’ve been killed by these villains!"

"Daring to threaten us even in death, these guys deserve merciless punishment!"

"..."

The villagers cheered ecstatically, couples snuggled together, realizing for the first time how wonderful it is to be alive. Excavating Hounds continued to dig holes obliviously.

In addition to their relief, they were stunned by Gary’s current strength - he could even crush high-ranking commanders. If he continues to grow at this rate, wouldn’t he comfortably enter the Morning Star Level, and the chances of him becoming a Bright Moon Stage Beast Controlling Master would be quite high. At that point, he would be a big shot in the Borderland.

In this moment, in this dog-eat-dog world, even the beauty of Dream of the Crimson Moon seemed a bit dim compared to Gary’s potential.

Might makes right - that’s the truth.

The village chief was staring blankly at the bloody ball of spider silk in front of him. Coming back to his senses, he thanked Gary:

"It’s a good thing you were here this time, otherwise Border Tomb Village would have become a dish for the minions of the Evil God. It seems that the anomalies at the cemetery were caused by the Netherworld Church. Now that they’re dead, everything should return to normal."

"It should be... I’ll check the cemetery again later. If everything’s alright, this mission will be considered complete, and the Alliance will call later to confirm with you."

After Gary nodded, Dream of the Crimson Moon, standing by his side, looked around with a calm gaze, a ripple stirring in her eyes.

After getting over his serious problem, the village chief’s back straightened and he laughed, saying:

"No problem, we’ll confirm it with the Alliance later. The money will be sent to your account, but before you go, please let our village show our hospitality to you. The Corpse Bone Flower Fried Egg and the Remnant Bamboo Shoot Stew of our village are exceptional, not something ordinary people can eat. I tell you, stewing pork with bamboo shoots and sprinkling pickled vegetables on top just before serving... Even thinking about it makes my mouth water!"

The village chief led Gary to the village while talking. The other villagers were also surprised and followed along.

However, just as he was about to step into the village, Gary stopped, causing the village chief to be stunned, and the rest of the villagers also became a bit nervous.

After all, they still clearly remembered the fierceness Gary had shown earlier and were afraid that this brutal guy was upset.

However, Gary turned around with a shy smile, saying:

"I thought about it, and it doesn’t seem right. As a Beastmaster who’s already paid, I shouldn’t take from the villagers."

Turns out he’s just shy!

Young people nowadays are so thin-skinned.

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief, slapped his own chest, and boldly said:

"What’s the big deal? Although we from Border Tomb Village don’t like dealing with outsiders, it doesn’t mean we won’t entertain grateful people. Besides, it’s not some precious item—it’s just a meal. Let me show you my culinary skills!"

"Yeah, the village chief’s cooking is superb."

"My wife loves to eat at the village chief’s place. She always eats her fill but never takes any home for me. She says she wants to make me jealous!"

"Heh, my wife also never takes any home for me. She can be quite stingy."

"Village chief, you’re just talking about the food. That might deter him. You should bring out that bottle of cherry wine that you’ve kept for twenty years to entertain the guest. Last time, I smelled it from afar and couldn’t sleep for several days and nights!"

"Shoo, shoo, this doesn’t need you to say. I can tell that you just want to drink it. You little devil have always known to steal my wine since you were a child. You’ve run away in a hurry and ripped your trousers on my cherry tree so many times—didn’t even have the decency to feel ashamed."

The village chief rebuked him in jest, which caused the villagers to burst into laughter, and that man’s face turned as red as a monkey’s butt.

Watching the joyful atmosphere, Gary also nodded and walked forward, with a group of villagers keeping a close watch on him.

Just as he was about to step into the village, he paused again and withdrew his foot, causing everyone’s hearts to jump.

Gary scratched his head and said hesitantly:

"Why don’t you go ahead and start cooking, village chief. I’ll go to the cemetery and make sure everything’s okay before coming."

The village chief had never been so annoyed with good-natured people before. His emotions were fluctuating fiercely, his chest heaving, but he managed to squeeze out a smile and said:

"The cemetery isn’t far away. We know our village well. Let William Lisbon make the trip over there. Let’s stop dawdling, big man. You are our village’s top-tier honored guest today!"

In the course of the conversation, a middle-aged man named William Lisbon set off towards the cemetery.

"Alright."

Gary nodded, then walked into the cemetery, with Dream of the Crimson Moon silently following behind.

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