My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 621 - 211: Ruthless Crushing! Matriarch! The Terrifying Little Spider! (Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 621: Chapter 211: Ruthless Crushing! Matriarch! The Terrifying Little Spider! (Seeking Monthly Pass)

As the night deepened, the starlight ecology on the ground became increasingly dazzling, gradually dimming past midnight until it disappeared entirely during the day, making it indistinguishable from other domains.

The Alliance had numerous researchers who sought the source of this starlight ecology, but found nothing. Even the starlight substance existing on the earth was merely a product of being bathed in starlight spirits for a long period.

Day and Night in the Dark Star Region are two different worlds!

It was as if someone had plucked the starry sky down!

However, at this moment, this beautiful starlight was being gradually dyed by the moonlight!

Thump, thump, thump!

Above the high-speed train, dozens of young women dressed in moonlight thin gauze appeared. They bore a golden imprint of a double snake winding around the moon in the center of their foreheads.

Their looks were not breathtakingly beautiful, but their figures seemed tailor-made for desire, outlining enchanting curves. Their exposed sensual thighs as they walked could easily stir up inner desires, making one’s mind wander!

Leading them was a woman over two meters tall with a sizzling figure. She wore a crown featuring a silver serpent biting the moon, and her eyes, shrouded in a gentle smile, were intriguingly mesmerizing.

If Gary Smith were to see her, he might not resist comparing her to the ’Eight-foot’ demon from his past life...

A horrifying existence that could kill billions of souls through the screen!

A cult member of the Breeding Moon approached and respectfully said:

"Matriarch, we have located their carriage. Should we halt the train?"

The core doctrine of [Breeding Moon] is to breed, thus unlike the typical Cult of Evil God, similar to the Thorn Church, the hierarchy is similar to that of the ancient matriarchal tribes.

However, in the matriarchal societies of past lives, they were matriarchal in name, but fundamentally centered around uncles and the men who controlled the means of production.

But in this world, due to the presence of deities and extraordinary powers, physical weakness disappears, so these women don’t need to depend on men, instead worshipping powerful mothers.

The highest rank of their cult is the Great Mother, supposed to be the Matriarch, but out of respect for the supreme beings of the Eye Demon Clan, they dropped a word, equivalent to the High Priest or the leader of other cults.

They hold the highest power within the cult!

Beneath them are the Matriarchs, similar to Bishops, Red Robed Priests, followed by ordinary cult members!

Although most of the cult members are women, the [Breeding Moon] cult does not reject males. On the contrary, they enjoy having fun with them, as long as...

The prerequisite is not to be played to death by them!

And regard men capable of self-fertilization as "Perfect Beings", considering them the embodiment of the moon’s spiritual changes, candidates for the Holy Son!

The one leading this mission was an intermediate rank Matriarch of the Morning Star.

The Matriarch of the Breeding Moon shook her head, calmly stating:

"Both the train tracks and Star-piercer are equipped with instrument tracks, and if they are damaged or forced to stop, it would directly attract the nearest Alliance Army.

The target of this hunt is not the responsible kind, they will promptly toss these passengers out as a shield and seize the opportunity to escape in the event of an accident.

Normally it doesn’t matter, we could conveniently increase the number of [Nurturers], but recently due to the Abyss City incident, the Alliance has been depleted of firepower, and has directly drawn a large number of troops from other domains to garrison the borderlands and nearby large domains. Carelessness could provoke a thunderous blow."

The other cult members nodded in agreement. After all, the Alliance’s suppression of the major Cults of Evil God is notoriously insane!

Whether it’s their mid-to-upstream cults or those top cults, they have been suppressed by the Alliance almost to the point of annihilation several times, hence some remained mentally scarred.

The purpose of this trip was simply to retrieve that item, there’s no need to confront the Alliance and invite complications!

The Matriarch continued: "I’ve planted a pawn inside, and these guys have weakened the perception of the [Star-piercer] Mech Soul in order not to expose the aura of that object, inadvertently giving us an opportunity!"

"These fools think they can deceive the eyes of the Moon, but in front of the Matriarch with superior wisdom, they are nothing but lambs awaiting slaughter," a cult member attempted to flatter after hearing this.

How could she not be aware of this point, but if she doesn’t point it out, how could she prove her foolishness and highlight the leader’s decision astuteness?

The Matriarch nodded slightly, her delicate palm lightly stroked the other’s face, saying gently:

"What a good child, when we return from this mission, come to my prayer room, I will delve deep into the teachings of My Lord for you!"

The cult member was overjoyed, while the others showed signs of envy.

The Matriarch took everything in but said nothing, enjoying this pleasure of dominance!

She glanced at Gary Smith’s carriage, which was completely silent.

Under such circumstances, it meant that the Poison Moon Millepede, a top-notch assassin, had successfully killed this Alliance genius and was feasting on the latter’s brain marrow; otherwise, there would be a fluctuation of spirit energy!

’The so-called tenth demonic genius is indeed overly exaggerated. This time, bringing back the treasure and Gary Smith’s skull is bound to receive more grace. Maybe there’s also a chance to compete for the position of Great Mother. It’s just a pity about those two Dragonbeasts...’

The Matriarch’s heart harbored fleeting, greedy thoughts. As the Mech Soul further dulled, the time was ripe, and she issued a direct command:

"Set up sound insulation, block spirit energy, and implement psychological suggestion instrument tracks, prevent waking others. Strike directly!"

As a veteran cult, Breeding Moon naturally had no lack of Secret Ritual Masters. Several Spiritual Transformation Level cult members took the initiative. Using their moon spirit energy, they swiftly constructed numerous Ritual Tracks and enveloped the carriage the men in green robes were in.