My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1431 - 412: The King of the Mortal World! Laying Plans for Eternity! The Sun Creator
Chapter 1431: Chapter 412: The King of the Mortal World! Laying Plans for Eternity! The Sun Creator
In short, the birth of a new Sun Evil God would lead to the Supreme Sun falling ill again, plunging the Main World into an apocalyptic state.
In doing so, the sacrificial spirit of countless individuals from the Daylight Civilization would be in vain.
Therefore, before the Ancient Elders went completely mad, they came up with a method...
That was to select suitable, excellent successors through the Multiracial Platform competition to control the Daylight Civilization.
Since the Beast Shell evolves based on the user’s transformation, the greater the potential and strength, the more perfect the evolution,
therefore it must be a genius with enough strength to devour more of the Sun Core essence from the Sun Evil God embryos, converting it to ashes. Seal the Evil God embryos!
Among them, the nine strongest ones could inherit the Dark Sun Beast Shell condensed from the spiritual power of the Sun Relic’s heart contained within the Dark Sun Observer Number.
A massive amount of Trialists devour the essence of the embryo, gaining strength while falling into weakness, then forcibly dividing the Authority by consuming the power of the sun.
The Authority of the Gods manifests the concept of rule pathways and is a product higher than Law, like the Emperor of Hidden Corpses’ Authority, which is divided into three parts: darkness, Skeletons representing partial Death, and the Tomb Realm of eternal peace for all things within the Relic.
When combined, they form the Night Township!
Controlling the Authority, even just a fragment, will imbue oneself with a significant amount of Divinity.
And if humans could inherit it, just by elevating themselves to a top-level Ecological Lord, they could derive corresponding Laws and become the dominant force in the Mortal World, standing above billions of lives.
If their talents are a bit more powerful, or they are naturally Beastmasters on the Sun Path or from an Alien Race, becoming a High-level True King isn’t difficult. Coupled with the support from an Eco-kingdom with Divine Land traits, they would completely be a top True King in the Mortal World, alias— God of the Mortal World!
Directly rewriting The World’s structure!
But this isn’t without cost... the user’s original Attribute would be overlaid by the Sun Attribute, and after accommodating the Authority, they would be locked in the Mortal World by the Grace of the Main World.
Even if they were to kill all other Dark Sun Kings and gather all of the Authority into one, they could at most enhance their strength but wouldn’t be able to achieve Ascension to God.
Unless they discard the Authority, they cannot break through the Mortal World’s Seal!
Because this is precisely the overt conspiracy arranged by the wisdom of the Ancient Elders, the Daylight Civilization uses the Authority as bait to lure the World consciousness chasing evolution and perfection.
By doing so, there’s no need to worry about human greed or being plundered by other Deities—the Main World is the greatest barrier!
The Beasts of the Daylight, due to their immense Strength and alignment with the Sun’s ecology, will be needed by the newly born Dark Sun Kings to fill their own Divine Lands, finding them a home and indirectly continuing the Daylight Civilization.
This is also the selfishness of the Ancient Elders!
However, compared to their grand achievements, this bit of selfishness is utterly saint-like in its nature.
Although Everyone knows the potential within the Solar Relic to make one a king, they didn’t expect...
That there would be nine spots up for grabs right from the start!
And that doesn’t even include the additional chances the rest might get, glimpsing the path to kingship, which means there are multiple up for grabs.
"I... can become a king?" Serena Martin’s expression was shocked as she murmured, "Then wouldn’t Grandfather have to kneel when he sees me? I’ll take revenge for all the beatings I endured previously!"
Elliot Pine: "???"
Disrespectful granddaughter!
"Alas, what a pity."
Willow Tennyson looked dejected, not having expected that she had never helped the Big Toy, yet she was always enjoying the gifts sent by the other party.
This opportunity to become a king should rightfully be his!
The him with such excellent qualities in the future should not be mutating unnoticed in the Relic!
"Wholesale... thrones!?"
Rose of the Crimson Moon was also startled, being the True King’s eldest daughter, and controlling a layer of the Abyssal Plane with abundant resources. Although she looked down on most things in the Mortal World, if she claimed to disregard the throne of True King, she would definitely get a hard slap in the face from her Mother!
How big of a face must one have to utter such a statement.
Dream of the Crimson Moon remained calm, indifferent to the matter, just blankly staring at the figure seated upon the Throne, ripples forming in her Red Crystal-like eyes.
She always felt the odor... was getting stronger, wanting to rub against it!
But Elder Sister said they had a relationship between Ancestor and descendant, could it really be so similar?
Evelyn Walker smiled serenely, indifferent to the matter, for on a certain timeline she had already received a spot.
But now... she had mutated!
But in this World, there’s never such thing as a free lunch!
The Supreme Sun isn’t as simple as it seems. Sometimes, Aging is also a form of correctness!
"I can become a king too???"
Bob Chandler was initially startled, then turned to see his Cousin’s indifferent demeanor and quickly calmed down, his excitement dissipating in an instant.
Anything this Woman deems unworthy, even becoming a god on the spot... must not be touched!
This is the lesson that he has learned through countless tears and blood.
"Hehe!"
As for the Dark Witch, she was already thinking about how many handsome men she would take as Toys once she became a king, considering bearing half the Race’s population.
But that would mean she’d have to keep holding up her skirt constantly.
It’s just a pity... Gary Smith died too soon, and she wondered if the Mutant Clan had reproductive isolation...
"Divide the Authority of the Gods!"
Hazel Howlscream and Wesley Chenlake exchanged glances, shock evident on their faces, not having thought that merely protecting Gary Smith would result in them winning for a lifetime.
"Damn it!"
Many trembled with jealousy, their eyes red with envy, wishing they could replace others.
