My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 960 - 292: Little Spider’s Transformation! Gary Smith, Compatriot! Peeking at the Key of Truth? (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_3

Chapter 960: Chapter 292: Little Spider’s Transformation! Gary Smith, Compatriot! Peeking at the Key of Truth? (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_3

With the strength of the Giant Eel, gold would also be considered food for it, so why didn’t it consume the gold or choose to dig into the ground to devour more life?

The coffin in the tomb chamber had remained in its original place. Even though a few stone pillars were damaged, the overall scene wasn’t in disarray, it looked more like it was purposefully destroyed!

Then the question arises...

Where on earth did the Cursed Divine General of Catastrophe go?

"Interesting!"

The corners of Gary Smith’s mouth edged up slightly, as numerous clues interlinked in his mind, but verification was still required.

If even the Boundary Gate could be corroded and the King of Curses started to move, it means the fall of the Dark Moon will happen within the next two days.

He raised his head and suddenly looked towards a cluster of shadows in the corner, his eyes filled with playful interest.

"You’ve been discovered!"

Five figures emerged from the dark corner, led by a white-bearded old man wearing a long robe with the White Cross Symbol of the priests, his turbid eyes filled with the arrogance of someone overlooking sacred spirits.

It was as if he wasn’t a mere envoy of the gods but a Divine Incarnation himself!

By his side were three others emitting the aura of Curse God General Level powerhouses. Among them, a gaunt middle-aged woman whose shadow beneath her feet swelled irregularly, writhing and spreading the power of shadows that seemed as though it could turn all life into shadows.

The Shadow Curse!

It was her who led everyone into the study at the Central Hub of the manor!

A full four Curse Generals!

"Your Excellency’s Sensing Power is indeed sharp, discovering us the moment we stepped on the ground. However, being able to be in this study room, it seems you must have a close relationship with Marshal Han," the white-haired old man eyed the young Gary Smith, originally thinking he was a mere paramour raised by Jenny Han, but now it seemed possible that he was a powerful cultivator nurtured by her.

However, Gary Smith did not respond, disinterestedly lowering his head to continue browsing through the materials.

The white-haired old man felt ignored like this for the first time, his eyebrows furrowing, but soon they relaxed.

So young yet possessing such powerful Sensing Power indicated strong abilities, which very likely meant he was a trusted aide secretly trained by Jenny Han, surely privy to many secrets.

With a decisive thought, he made his decision:

"Act."

Since they had already stirred the snake in the grass, it was time to capture this character, torture him for crucial intelligence, or at the very least, use him to negotiate with Jenny Han.

The four Curse Generals took action simultaneously, even Jenny Han wouldn’t dare face them head-on, so capturing a small fry wouldn’t be difficult.

However, just as he was about to make his move, the corner of his eye caught the Curse General manipulating the Shadow Curse, whose shadow instantly ignited. To her horror, she was burned to ashes.

The flames spread quickly, and the other two Curse Generals were also reduced to ashes.

Mousie retracted its paw, chewing on a delicate piece of cake, and complained:

"It’s been a while since I’ve battled such weak trash."

Who did it and the cultivators combat in the Main World?

If not the Ancient Giants, then it was the Sovereigns of the Radiant Moon!

Such trash would be instantly eliminated by the shockwaves alone.

Even so, as an adherent to the cultivator’s principle of frugality, Mousie collected the remnants of the Cursed Beasts left behind after the shadows burned, planning to feed them to Spider Sister later.

"How is this possible!?"

Edward Whitehair, the priest, trembled uncontrollably upon witnessing this scene.

Three Curse Generals, not even getting the chance to speak, burned to ashes—one even by the very shadows he prided himself on!

What exactly was this uproar facing him, what kind of monster?

Could it be...

The old man seemed to realize something and quickly said:

"Don’t kill me, I belong to the White Orthodox Church..."

"I have no interest in listening to the names of the weak." Gary Smith closed the book.

With a crunch, the old man’s head was also crushed by the immense hand of the Paper Knight, red and white substance splattered, and before his soul could disperse, it was impaled and devoured by the root tendrils of the Thousand-faced Soul Tree.

All his memories were forcibly extracted, enlightening Gary Smith as to why they had chosen to infiltrate.

Theoretically, many powers weren’t yet ready to fall out with Jenny Han, the warlord standing against the Black Tide on the frontier, only desiring to live a life of luxury and decadence behind the scenes.

Moreover, under the call of the White Orthodox Church, many big shots had been secretly gathering gold in the dark, embarking on a project called "Golden Hometown," and storing up a massive amount of resources within.

Even if the King of Curses re-emerged, they thought they could hide inside, wait for it to have its fill on ordinary people before coming out again.

This would not only secure their lives but also regularly eliminate some unstable elements, thus maintaining their families’ eternal rule.

But this time, the King of Curses had reappeared, disregarding the distraction of gold, completely shattering their dreams.

It made them feel the fear of not controlling their own lives once again.

Thus, they desperately sought the secrets held by Jenny Han, even if it meant submitting to the King of Curses.

They hadn’t expected...

The Han Family had already turned traitor in advance, warmly welcoming Gary Smith, the Grand Demon from beyond their realm.

Gary Smith had no interest in these tales of human weakness, but he was very interested in this miniature world version of "Noah’s Ark," crafted with a nation’s wealth of gold.

Even if gold in the Main World wasn’t considered precious metal and wasn’t as rare as in his previous life, it could still be used in many technological products and as evolution material for Pet Beasts, serving as a fundamental base currency.

As the Golden Hometown, it must be worth at least two billion Alliance Common Points, right?

Securing it would provide Gary Smith with a brief respite from the economic crisis that had troubled him for so long.

"It’s despicable; in all my life, I detest those corrupt officials who suck the lifeblood of the people!" Gary Smith stood up abruptly, speaking righteously.