My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 879 - 274: Paper Demon Knight! Weightless Hell! Virtue of the Evil God! (Asking for monthly tickets)

Chapter 879: Chapter 274: Paper Demon Knight! Weightless Hell! Virtue of the Evil God! (Asking for monthly tickets)

As his words fell, Oliver White’s indifferent smile suddenly stiffened, and a hint of astonishment crept into his gaze towards Gary Smith.

This junior, indeed, always surprised him!

Meanwhile, the whole venue fell silent; everyone looked at Gary Smith, thinking...

Did Gary Smith cause another stir on his way out, or did he go for further training?

Why does he seem even more pretentious and eloquent than before?

Or is it that to become the King of the Newcomers, you have to learn how to talk big?

"You really don’t disappoint!" Bob Chandler, holding a camera, exclaimed excitedly.

He had thought the previous King of the Newcomers was already the king of swagger.

Nobody could maintain an unbeaten legend before him!

With a single sentence, he made them feel oppressed!

But unexpectedly, Gary Smith specialized in beating the swag kings!

No matter if it’s the past or the present, all just as weak!

Continuing like this, Bob Chandler felt he could even publish a book of Gary Smith’s slick quotes, the title already in mind—"A Thousand and One Phrases from the Yellow Fur of the Alliance"—it would surely be a bestseller.

Evelyn Walker this time...seemed somewhat silent because in the many initial timelines, she had challenged Gary Smith to determine if he was truly eternal.

As for the outcome...well...

Let’s just say the corpses could pave ten Imperial Cities!

In several of those, she had been killed by some timeline’s Gary Smith in an embrace, turned into a "Yu Xuyan Sword," or had him step on her head while saying:

"No matter which timeline’s you, you’re quite weak, aren’t you?"

It really was...

"So gentle!"

Evelyn Walker clasped her hands to her face, a sickly adoration surfacing in her dark blue eyes.

Gary Smith was aware of her from all the other timelines, which meant he had always been caring about her!

What a good man, she was falling for him even more!

"Something’s not right...way too not right!"

Rose of the Crimson Moon, gazing at the man on stage, who for the past two days in her dreams had been turning his back to her, was visibly terrified.

Because, for some reason...

Gary Smith seemed to be getting more and more tempting!

He had the scent of the Pure White Heaven!

The best prey for the Succubus clan is not the corrupted, twisted-hearted demons or the adult humans filled with passions and desires.

It’s the pure-minded, spiritually-clean beings that they cause to fall; this process generates an enormous and pure amount of corrupted spiritual power, the best nourishment for the Succubus clan.

The fall of a Pure White Heavenly Being could make an ordinary Succubus soar in power like riding a rocket!

It was already enough that this human, Gary Smith, tempted her eight hundred times a day.

But why did he also start to emit the aura of a Celestial being?

Could it be that her own feeling of immorality was eroding her brain?

Or had Lilith’s curse been upgraded to a new version, able to simulate the aura of the Celestial Realm?

As expected of the evil Pureblood Succubus, her mastery of Mysterious Rituals is top-notch.

While she was muttering to herself, she suddenly felt a tap on her back. Turning around, she saw her sister staring intently at her, her expression cool as she looked towards her abdomen, almost causing her tail to spring up in fright!

Had she been...found out?

"Sister, I truly didn’t..." Before Rose of the Crimson Moon could apologize, Dream of the Crimson Moon took the initiative, pointing to her bottle of mineral water she had sipped.

She was just thirsty, after all!

"Here you go."

Rose of the Crimson Moon breathed a sigh of relief, handed over the water, and then watched as Dream of the Crimson Moon poured Love Potion into it, shaking it evenly—a series of actions smooth as water.

Rose of the Crimson Moon asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Dream of the Crimson Moon raised her head, her red crystal-like eyes shining seriously as she said:

"Comics say that bringing water after a workout is the sure-kill technique for a confession!"

What bizarre comic did that plot come from, so clichéd? Might as well use my comics...never mind, they’re not appropriate for kids.

But Rose of the Crimson Moon, looking at the strangely glowing bottle of water, really wanted to say something. Sure, they said bring water, but that didn’t mean drugging it.

Yet, in the end, she swallowed her words.

Because for a Succubus, this seemed quite professional.

As a member of the Royal Succubus, did she really need to go through all this trouble?

You could have brought any other water and taken Gary Smith down in minutes!

Your sister would demonstrate for you in a moment what it’s like to be a pillar of the Succubus clan if she didn’t feel sorry for you!

Rose of the Crimson Moon shook her head, continuing to watch the Fighting Arena. Then, she suddenly realized a severe problem, and her face reddened at once!

She had drunk that water!

"Just like the style of the Big Toy, no one in this world should be able to take advantage of him!" Willow Tennyson smiled, puffing up her chest with pride to show off her excellent figure.

As for Milton Twilight, he felt like changing his name to Numb Twilight.

He had thought about recruiting Gary Smith for the Disciple Support Club, but looking at the situation now, wouldn’t this Yellow Fur steal away all the members of the Support group?

The teachers were also helpless; this kid really couldn’t stay out of trouble. Looking at each other, they simultaneously said:

"The students from your system are really wild!"

The teachers of the Five systems looked at each other, muttering ’sneaky’ under their breaths.

The remaining systems’ teachers were delighted, all set to watch the drama unfold.

Not only to avenge the fact that Edward Walker and others had snatched away Gary Smith, but also because during this time, Gary Smith had been too prominent, which meant the Five systems basked in reflected glory, with all the new students walking tall and proud.

Especially those bastards from the Archaeology Department, who carried Banners and horns through the school daily, as if afraid the other students wouldn’t know their system produced a Heroic Character!

But after a while, the students of their own systems began to look at their teachers with disappointment.

Gary Smith had won the Five systems and wanted none of them!