My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 272 - 125: Corpse Dragon God, Entering the Mother River (Seeking Monthly Ticket) _4

Chapter 272: Chapter 125: Corpse Dragon God, Entering the Mother River (Seeking Monthly Ticket) _4

They must endure!

Upon hearing of the villagers’ use of evil ceremonies, the members of the Special Warfare Team showed anger on their faces. They exhaustively defended the order of the Human Clan, yet there were always some who dragged them down.

The anger lessened slightly once they heard about the Faceless Brotherhood. After all, this group was proficient in manipulating people, but the mistakes the villagers made were real and should be tried by the Judgment Court.

Kill those who are to be killed, reform those who need it, and before setting them free, they must be checked by the three Great Orthodoxies, including the Thorn Church, to see if their spiritual will is normal, and so on.

If they fail a single check, they have to go back and continue their reformation.

Such tedious procedures also served as a deterrent to prevent people from committing crimes.

However, what shocked them the most was that Gary Smith single-handedly annihilated an entire Netherworld Sect Branch, and later on, he boldly killed a Corpse Mountain of Spiritual Metamorphosis level.

Although Gary claimed he used a life-saving method obtained from the Dragon’s Secret Realm, it was still hard for everyone to believe.

They had just received the news that Gary had the ability to counteract high-level leadership in the BeastMaster assessment. Yet in less than half a day, he told them that he could crush high-level leadership and even fight at the Spiritual Metamorphosis level.

This growth rate made him a top-tier monster in the Borderland.

Perhaps in a short while, this young man will become a big shot they need to look up to.

"Incredible..."

Leo Thompson looked at the battlefield ruins left by Eggy, feeling the terrifying power within. It was comparable to the Morning Star. Had he not succeeded in his Promotion, he might not have been qualified to join this battle.

The young people nowadays are genuinely frightening.

He also heard that he was Charles Brown’s junior, who really turned out to be a treasure. In the future, just by holding onto him, everyone could rise to heaven.

As he was Charles’ brother, it was equivalent to him also being able to hold onto the big shot!

Thinking of this, Leo Thompson spoke with a grin:

"We’ve about collected all the evidence, we’ll handle these villagers. As for the related reward, the bounty for wiping out an entire Netherworld Sect Branch will be transferred to your account in two days. Because there are no other bodies left, only a priest, it should be around four million."

The bounty fluctuated. If the corpses of the three pets were retained or war trophies were confiscated, the amount would be higher.

However, since they were all taken by Gary Smith, only the base bounty of the Alliance was left.

This kind of thing usually required Gary to go through the process, but Leo Thompson didn’t mind doing a favor and help him handle such small matters.

Gary nodded, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was getting rich again this time!

Oh yeah! The poor spirit is no longer focusing on him!

But on second thought, it seemed to be just the money of several high-level materials...

He was still poor.

Then, a group of villagers were awakened. Seeing the members of the Special Section, they showed a look of despair and were taken away together with the Priest of Netherland.

Leo Thompson initially wanted to walk Gary Smith a section but when he saw their method of flying, he simply uttered a single phrase:

"6!"

In another place, in an unknown wilderness, a Butcher who wore a blood wolf mask, who was also the Limb Demon Leader previously, penetrated the heart of the Blue Iron Troll in front of him who was dressed in beast fur clothes and holding a giant hammer.

Then, the butcher extended numerous tentacles from his body which form into sharp edges, chopping off the two arms, and then grafting them onto his own body. With a total of six arms, each grafted from different Demons.

"Fortunately, I kept a few spare limbs beforehand. The Shark Demon, Feral Mountain Ghosts, and Storm Giant Monster coupled with the double arms of the Blue Iron Troll, I’ve managed to restore two-thirds of my strength," said the Butcher.

While the butcher was speaking, his blood and flesh squirmed, arching into meatballs.

Compared to before, not only was his strength weakened, the mutation curse related to the Taboo Sun never disappeared in his body, instead continuously causing his blood and flesh to mutate, bringing severe pain.

Only by relying on the devout faith in the Merciful Father of Truth can he suppress this mutation.

The butcher was not sad or regretful about this. Instead, he felt unprecedented fulfillment. In this pain, his soul was constantly purified.

Therefore, whether it was the grafting capability of the Limb Demon or the face peeling capability of the Faceless Brotherhood, to him, they were only external objects, means to obtain power, to draw the gaze of the Merciful Father of Truth through constant strengthening or even to become His apostle.

To enact His plans for the layout of the Human Clan or even the entire world!

The Butcher bent down, his hands melting like wax and covering the face of the Blue Iron Troll. They quickly seeped in, slowly peeling off his face and turned it into white wax masks.

While the Blue Iron Troll’s face became a hollow, as if it never had a face to begin with.

Peeling off the face and wearing it to briefly mimic the target’s appearance; this was only the Entry-level.

When he could obtain memories from the face, then he had succeeded in becoming a true Peeler.

However, he had to be careful during the transformation process. He needed to be fully immersed all the time and remember that he was only acting, or he could risk getting replaced by the mask.

Replacing existence was the ability of the next level, the Performer.

As for the Banqueter, according to Eight Fingers, it was the ability to open a grand theater and make every life that entered the part of a script.

Through a grand performance, they would steal the cause and effect of all life in the world, please themselves and the Faceless God, and receive unimaginable rewards.

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