My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 454 - 170: Mousie, Who Pushes Everything Aside, The Arrival Of Thousand Face Ranch! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

Chapter 454: Chapter 170: Mousie, Who Pushes Everything Aside, The Arrival Of Thousand Face Ranch! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

To outsiders, Gary Smith already possessed the strength of a Silver Peak. With his talent, breaking through was just a matter of time.

As for Mousie’s self-claimed name, it was even less of a matter.

Because from the moment he introduced Mousie’s first incarnation, he called it "Lucas Hughes", which sounded the same.

Because it loves to eat bronze millet, quite reasonable, right?

Anyway, among the Beastmasters, those who called dogs "mew" or tigers "Lucky" are not rare at all.

More importantly, whether it’s Little Spider, Mousie, or the future Eggy, all are initiated by the taboo ability of Secret Food, for unique evolution, each is one of a kind.

There is only one Thousand-faced Soul Rat in the world!

As long as Mousie herself does not foolishly transform in public, no one will know that under the blood and flesh of this powerful black red dragon ant, hides the soul of a hamster.

"No wonder..."

Lilith murmured softly, if it was a Leadership Stage challenging the Spiritual Metamorphosis, it seemed slightly more reasonable...

Bulls**t!

Why did others’ challenges become a crush in your hands?

A Silver Rank Beastmaster has a combat power comparable to Spiritual Metamorphosis!

Such potential is only second to the young days of their true king!

Although there’s still a gap, but that was a king standing at the top of mankind!

Even the lofty Ancient Giants are actually incomparably far from the true king!

Just like ants!

It can be said that if Gary Smith can build a strong Spiritual Puzzle and nurture a Law Seed, he could be called a...

King qualifications!

It has to be said that although Dream of the Crimson Moon is a disgrace to succubuses, her eye for men is indeed top-notch!

Given that this guy could resist the ability of The Three Sisters to devour his energy, it might be that the blood of kings, or even higher levels, flows in his body, or he might have received the favor of the world.

Lilith suddenly recalled what Gary Smith had initially said about the nine suns, could it be that it wasn’t madness, but a strong spiritual vision, able to see the spiritual energy rules of the sun?

So, what exactly is his real talent?

Thinking of this, Lilith’s eyes heated up, and as for the sun’s abnormality, she hadn’t even thought about it.

After all, the root of all life is the sun, and if there’s a problem, this world would have been destroyed long ago.

It should be that Gary Smith was too weak, even if he saw a bit of the sun’s spiritual energy rules, there would be a double vision!

But in any case, he must be caught, by the way... What is Dream of the Crimson Moon doing, the core of the Hot Spring Battle Plan?

Lilith turned her head to take a look, and found that this brat was still looking at Gary Smith, the hair on her head swaying, seeming quite willing to just watch like this for a whole day.

As for everything else, she never cared!

Even felt that Gary Smith was becoming more and more fragrant, his smell becoming more and more attractive!

Very happy!

"Forget it, if Little Dream fails, there’s still Little Lotus and the final trump card Little Dawn, I don’t believe I can’t get this kid!"

Lilith had already prepared for the worst. If she wasn’t such a big wooden cabinet, she would have gone for it.

It’s a pity that Gary Smith lacked vision, he didn’t know the beauty of natural scenery, nor the 108 styles of Lilith!

The real original, containing no science!

Boom!

Just when everyone thought it was going to end, the earthquake swept again, and it was much more terrifying than before. The whole Hot Spring Manor began to shake.

A large amount of magma gushed out from the originally calm volcano mouth, covering the earth. Wherever it passed, the trees were directly burned, and even the rocks were melted by the high temperature!

Crack!

Suddenly, this boiling magma began to move, quickly forming a 50-meter high giant made up of magma, similar in shape to the Molten Mountain Demon, with an old, one-eyed face on its abdomen.

That was an old being that their tribe worshipped, named Mountain-Melter!

Legend has it, the original ancestor of the Molten Mountain Demons was born from a drop of its blood falling into a volcano, and it has continued to reproduce ever since!

Therefore, the volcano is their territory!

"Roar!"

With a roar from the magma giant’s belly face, a hot fire ring spread out, spreading to the front of Mousie in an instant. Although it converged to form the Thousand Faces Shield in time, it was still knocked back by this terrifying impact.

Bang bang bang!

The incarnation of the black red dragon ant that Mousie transformed into was knocked back by several tens of meters. The shield in front of it cracked inch by inch and was burned to ashes by the fire, turning into nothing.

Seeing this scene, even the passers-by who didn’t understand high-level combat felt the huge difference and couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Can the black red dragon ant really win?

"This is bad, this Molten Mountain Demon is actually showing ancestral blood, using the power of the Mountain-Melter totem, forcibly extracting the origin of the volcano to strengthen itself, greatly enhancing its combat power. The price is that the volcano will be damaged, or even extinguished. Now, its power might be nearing the Morning Star Level."

Rose of the Crimson Moon saw this, her expression changed, and she said worriedly:

"Can it handle it on its own? Should I go help?"

"No need."

Gary Smith shook his head and said calmly:

"It hasn’t used its full strength."

As soon as his voice fell, Rose of the Crimson Moon and others were all taken aback.

According to him, was everything just now just a warm-up?

Isn’t this too arrogant?

To this, Gary Smith didn’t explain. As a Beastmaster, he trusted his pet beasts.

And...

If you have volcano spiritual energy, why can’t I also have an advantage?

Thinking of this, in Gary Smith’s mind, the Shepherd’s Puzzle began to change...

A series of mysterious, hollow masks began to emerge in the ranch, with expressions of laughter and tears, reflecting all facets of life, ever-changing, as if reflecting all things.

This time it was...

A Thousand Faces Ranch!