My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 970 - 294: Destroy the World’s Death Knell! Looting a Realm! Gary Smith Makes a Killing! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_4

Chapter 970: Chapter 294: Destroy the World’s Death Knell! Looting a Realm! Gary Smith Makes a Killing! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_4

But now, he had advanced to the Morning Star Intermediate Peak, and most things could no longer keep up with his pace. Instead of wasting time, it was better to transform them into food for Little Spider’s growth.

Moreover, based on the most recent information he had obtained, he surmised that Cursed Beasts... probably...

Can’t leave the Beast Curse Realm!

Given this, the Kingdom was no longer useful!

Gary Smith looked towards Edward Han and said indifferently, "Murder by a borrowed knife comes with a price."

"I know."

Edward Han slowly stood up, turned around, and gazed out at the Golden Hometown beyond the Royal Palace, lamenting,

"Mr. Smith, do you know why such a vast Golden Hometown is so empty?"

"I would like to hear more." Gary Smith nodded slightly.

"The entire Golden Hometown took 137 years to complete. It utilizes steam, electromagnetic devices, and a large number of plants for oxygen supply and lighting. It also brought in a huge amount of mud, developed the technology to grow crops on gold, and bred a million head of various livestock. In theory, it could accommodate three to five million people, but do you know the final number of spots that were decided on?"

"Five hundred thousand!" Without waiting for Gary Smith’s response, Edward Han continued with self-mockery, "The reason given was... too many people would decrease their quality of life. It was also decreed that only nobles, the Royal Family, and the church, as well as their servants, craftsmen, and the Army, could enter Golden Hometown. And they were only allowed to reside on the periphery, to forever be subject to their rule."

How ridiculous is that? Humanity was on the brink of life and death, yet they were only thinking about their own pleasure and power.

I too was one of them, even holding a position above thousands, second to none, but I became frightened, not daring to indulge over the corpses of countless humans. Haunted by endless nightmares over the past ten years.

In the twenty years of my rule, I had discovered that industrialization had arrived and the symbol of decayed royal power should have been swept into the trash heap of history. Unfortunately... due to the existence of the Curse Deity Generals, the people’s overthrow of the Kingdom and creation of a new world remained but a luxury, a lavish dream.

A single curse could suppress any rebellion.

Even if the Human Clan was rebuilt, when the harvest of the King of Curses came, it would be a recurring cycle. Humans could never escape this dark destiny.

Therefore, I wanted to overthrow the government through the Dark Lord Association and, using the Masterminds I left behind, snuff them out as well, removing the mountains above humanity’s heads.

Then, using that something left by the third pope, I planned to attract all Kings of Curses to Golden Hometown, to lock them, all the Curse Deity Generals, and myself in there, completely isolating us from the Mortal World.

Of course, this included you, Mr. Smith, a being greater than all. But humanity... it does not need a new god."

Edward Han slowly outlined his plan, his eyes filled with a glint.

Twenty years in the political arena, standing on the edge of supreme power, did not bring him decay and depravity, but rather made him see the suffering and sorrow of countless people. Those visions completely washed away his fears and cowardice; for the first time in his heart, the ideal to change this world was born.

To create a new world where humans would no longer suffer the consumption by the King of Curses, where his granddaughter and clan could live peacefully and securely.

"It’s just a pity... the advent of the Eye of All disregarded the suppression by gold, completely shattering my hopes, making me realize that an ant, no matter how hard it tries, can never shake an elephant!"

Edward Han sighed and pleaded with Gary Smith,

"I’ve said so much not to beg for mercy but to exchange that treasure for Jenny Han’s life because she has always been your most loyal servant. Sadly, with the Kingdom gone, I’ve lost my final bargaining chip."

As he spoke, he expelled the Spirit Worm from his body, and without the blessing of curse power, his body visibly aged at a speed visible to the naked Eye. He staggered and fell to the ground, slowly closing his eyes, waiting for Death to come.

Crackle and pop!

Intense Flames ignited around him, making it feel as though he was in a scorching furnace. Breathing became difficult, and he couldn’t help but bitterly smile,

"Mr. Smith, you gave me everything, but I failed to meet the expectations, and I am extremely sorry."

However, as the Flames continued to burn, Edward Han felt that something was amiss and slowly opened his eyes to see...

A tall Paper Knight radiating light,

enveloped the entire Golden Hometown. Magnificent buildings collapsed, the sacred Throne melted, and finally, all the gold merged together, being shaped into a massive golden ball.

Thunderous rumbling!

With the support of the Golden City gone, the hollowed-out subterranean structure could not support the earth, and it collapsed in an instant!

At the same time, on the surface.

The downfall of the White Orthodox Church, one change after another from the descent of the Dark Moon, caused all the nobles involved in the plan to lose the courage to resist the Black Tide.

So, under the guidance of the royal family, they brought their families along, struggling to fend off the cursed beasts that emerged from the black tide, all the while heading toward the Golden Hometown with eyes filled with longing.

Although the intelligence from the battle in Ashen City mentioned that the King of Curses could ignore the influence of gold.

But without witnessing it with their own eyes, they still harbored a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

What if it was a coincidence?

Even if it really was possible...

As long as the Kings of Curses were sated, they probably wouldn’t go out of their way to find them!

Then they could rebuild civilization!

They would become the progenitors of humanity, achieving an everlasting reign!

However, when they arrived here, even before entering the Golden Hometown, they felt the terrifying approach of an earthquake, the ground shaking and mountains quivering in an instant.

"What’s going on!?"

Everyone panicked, but soon, the shaking subsided, and then, they swallowed hard, eyes filled with fear and confusion.

Because...

Where the Golden Hometown was supposed to be, there now was a massive abyss so large that their gaze couldn’t encompass it all.

The Golden Hometown, it was gone!

Not far from them, on a valley, Edward Han dragged his even more aged body, his murky eyes gazing at the kings and nobles above in disbelief, opened his toothless mouth, and let out a low laugh.

"Haha... cough cough cough!"

But he couldn’t laugh long before he had to cough, struggling to breathe while his chest wheezed like an old bellows, emitting an unpleasant sound.

He was alive thanks to offering up treasures, but as punishment from the mud, the decades he had left were stripped to just one day, all organs on the brink of decay.

Yet, Edward felt not a shred of resentment. Instead, he raised his skin-and-bones hand, like a withered tree root, made a fist in front of him, and devoutly said:

"Praise you, great Mr. Door!"

On the other side, Gary Smith put the golden ball condensed from the Golden Hometown into the Void Treasure Chest, it was somewhat difficult, but thankfully, Little Spider forcefully stuffed it in, showing a satisfied smile:

"We’ve struck it rich. Although the Golden Hometown was still mixed with some other metals, the refined gold is worth at least 2.5 billion. But why doesn’t the price of gold increase in the main world!"

But it was just a complaint. This stroke of wealth meant he could now buy a large amount of Soul Consumption to support a few Gold-Devouring Beasts at home for half a year with no issues.

He could also purchase some precious materials for skills and make them into high-level Secret Food, enhancing overall combat power.

It truly was a bountiful harvest!

As for what the Curse Deity General took from the Dark Moon, it was actually sealed inside by the third pope for the Golden Hometown plan.

They left behind a key and coordinates, and for safety, they also left Jeffrey Han as a second layer of insurance.

As humanity’s final hope.

But, it could also be a curse dragging them into the abyss!

Gary Smith didn’t have the specific coordinates, but he could break all laws with brute force, instructing the Paper Knight to smelt the entire Golden Hometown and easily find the item.

Having it in hand meant that all the preparation in Gary’s plan was now ready.

After all, that guy, in some sense, was more terrifying than the Ancient Giants; without full confidence, he couldn’t be at ease.

"It’s also time to meet the mastermind who has contaminated the Beast Curse Realm!"