My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 892 - 277: The Unifying Trait of Everything! The Battle of the Sinful King! The Festival of the Goddess of Fertility (Asking for Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 892: Chapter 277: The Unifying Trait of Everything! The Battle of the Sinful King! The Festival of the Goddess of Fertility (Asking for Monthly Tickets)_2

One must have sufficient strength, and choose the right opportunity, or else they would set foot on the wrong path!

And now, Gary Smith had embarked on his journey.

The gears of fate had begun to turn!

Evelyn Walker, with only one chance left and the support of a group of losers!

"What an interesting love conquest game indeed!"

Evelyn Walker’s smile was sweet, showing no signs of the tension associated with beating the game in one life, even though... she had recognized the Love Potion in Dream of the Crimson Moon’s hands!

This woman,

indeed was her greatest enemy!

"Oh."

Dream of the Crimson Moon felt Evelyn Walker’s gaze and her ruby-like eyes filled with an indifference akin to Superior Beings looking down upon all creatures.

All that stood in her way would be swept aside!

The Dead Eye Tyrant, with bat wings, felt so moved by its Beastmaster’s emotions that it almost shed tears.

Finally...

Its own Beastmaster had stood up!

It was finally time to snatch someone away!

Boom!

In sync, Dead Eye kept surging with spirit energy, exuding a daunting aura of a tyrant.

However, Evelyn Walker remained composed as if a breeze had caressed her face, showing no change in expression, only extending her hand, gesturing, "Please, go ahead."

"..."

Dream of the Crimson Moon tilted her head at this scene, unsure of the other party’s intention, but she didn’t ponder over it too much.

Ignoring the grievances of Dead Eye Tyrant and retracting its bat wings, the black little patent shoes tapped on the floor, revealing delicately wrapped ankles in white silk, the skirt fluttering, hiding the floor plan visible only from Gary Smith’s perspective.

After all, Sister Xi’s comic had said, this was a Legendary Skill for conquest!

And it was visible only to the one she liked!

"Is my sister’s Love Potion really effective?" Rose of the Crimson Moon asked nervously.

It wasn’t that she was worried about whether the potion really worked, but because... if it did!

Wouldn’t that mean they actually fell in love sincerely, which also meant pure love?

If something unexpected happened between her and her brother-in-law in the future, wouldn’t she have to switch from a committed pure lover to a Minotaur?

Would she have to say, "Don’t let my sister know," by then?

Indeed...

She shouldn’t have read those comics!

While Rose of the Crimson Moon was lost in her wild thoughts, Dream of the Crimson Moon stepped forward, and the moment she saw Gary Smith and smelled that familiar scent, her original train of thought became jumbled, and the so-called plan was thrown out of her mind.

Her thoughts were consumed with "replenishing Gary Smith’s energy"!

Fortunately, the Dead Eye Tyrant reminded its Master with a Soul Contract not to forget the important matter at hand.

Later, when he was successfully obtained, not to forget its assist!

Dream of the Crimson Moon snapped back to her senses, and a ripple danced in her ruby-like eyes as she handed over the mineral water bottle, her red lips slightly parting:

"Drink!"

"???"

Gary Smith’s face was filled with confusion; he might look a bit poor, but usually, he just scavenges others’ water, drinks, and Potato Chips stashed away by Mousie.

But the color and soul fluctuation of this mineral water indicated that it was not water, but a Magic Potion.

And a Magic Potion whose information couldn’t be seen even by the Eye of Truth meant that the Material was at least produced from something at the Monarch’s Peak or above, possibly even at the Ancient Giant Level.

By value alone, it could buy Gary Smith and keep him supported for a few days.

And Dream of the Crimson Moon had turned it directly into an Elixir, asking him to drink it.

This was feeding from a Richwoman indeed!

Even if he became a test subject, it seemed not bad at all!

After all, with Heavenly Breathing, he had started developing immunity to all poisons!

Although tempted, Gary Smith still cautiously asked:

"What are the effects of this Magic Potion?"

Dream of the Crimson Moon, who was trying to drug someone for the first time, plus the fact that the comic didn’t provide any countermeasures, had her brain crash instantly. In the end, she turned her head sideways, showing her delicate profile, unable to meet Gary Smith’s eyes, and said with false bravado:

"Good stuff!"

You didn’t have breakfast, huh? Say it louder!

Gary Smith felt powerless to critique, the Club President was really bad at lying. Every time she attempted to lie, those delicate, artwork-like ears would turn red, as if blood jade had been smeared on white jade.

Breathtakingly beautiful!

Although adorable, it certainly wouldn’t help her get by!

While Dream of the Crimson Moon was at a loss, Ginger Thorn interjected:

"May I borrow Gary Smith for a moment? It’ll be quick, just to say something!"

"If it’s about the last matter, then forget it. No amount of Money would do, you’re just too weak!" Before Dream of the Crimson Moon could speak, Gary Smith, without a second thought, outright refused.

He had too many secrets, and besides the fact that Ginger Thorn couldn’t handle the pain, he would never agree even if she could.

The Legendary Skill Protector of Destiny could only help him hide from those below the True King. If he frequently appeared active in the church, he risked attracting the attention of the Sovereign of Thorns.

If his Taboo secret was exposed, it could easily lead to The Gods descending upon the Main World, turning everything upside down.

Upon hearing these words, Ginger Thorn’s face blushed furiously as she stammered:

"Last time, last time was just an accident."

She meant to endure the pain but was overwhelmed by the sheer quantity from Gary Smith and nearly burst, passing out on the spot.

If it weren’t for Gary Smith cutting it off in time, she might have been in the Thorns God Kingdom by now.

It was utterly embarrassing.

After waking up, several Nun Sisters from the Thorn Church asked if she had burst from it, and Ginger Thorn, still dizzy, assumed the question was about the pain and subconsciously nodded.

By the time she realized, it was already too late!

All the nuns gasped in shock, sped up their pace to leave, and began sharing the Gossip through various channels.