My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1744 - 501: Taboo Court of Truth! Realms’ End Meadow! Divinity of the Paper Knight_2
Chapter 1744: Chapter 501: Taboo Court of Truth! Realms’ End Meadow! Divinity of the Paper Knight_2
The True King may or may not possess a King’s Court, and the disparity in combat strength can be immense.
The King of Order is rushing to the Infinite Sea precisely to establish a kingdom, condense his own King’s Court, so as to fully commit to the upcoming era of chaos.
However, Gary Smith, having bid farewell to an Old God, has prematurely condensed the prototype of his own King’s Court.
It is named—Hall of Truth!
A mysterious, grand palace shrouded in endless radiant bubbles.
As for its abilities... unknown.
For the King’s Court requires the infusion of laws and ecology to activate.
The ecology of truth, abundant in the Realm of Sickness, is easy to come by, but the power of law gives Gary Smith a headache.
Because he has already tried—Paradox Law cannot be infused into the Court of Truth; once entered, it is obliterated and dissolved into nothingness.
It made Gary Smith realize...
Paradox can never become Truth!
A way must be found to ascend as a crowned king and use the laws of truth to activate it.
"Having it is better than not having it." Gary Smith’s mindset was rather laid-back, philosophically indifferent about a court that was freely bestowed.
If it cannot be used, that doesn’t mean it can’t be wielded to crush others.
As for the fifth transformation, it’s somewhat interesting.
The Meadow itself already possesses the ability to transform life into livestock, and everything within its domain is controlled by the Rancher, the Final Producer.
After the Meadow evolved, on this basis, it developed a unique ability.
"The Rancher’s Mercy."
Using the target killed as a foundation, it spreads across their bloodline relatives, forcefully crosses distances to massacre them, gathering their souls, flesh, and blood.
It could be called the "Extermination of Nine Generations" skill, but currently, it is limited to direct bloodlines—parents, children across three generations, and adopted offspring. Extended relatives aren’t included.
The more formidable the target, the stronger the resistance encountered. Attempting to implicate a True King by killing their offspring is impossible.
It merely enhances Gary Smith’s efficiency in slaughter, allowing him to collect nutrients for the Meadow more effectively.
The Rancher seemingly cannot bear the grief of a deceased family and generously reunites them with their loved ones. Truly merciful...
As if!
Gary Smith silently cursed, wondering why his abilities as a supposed representative of the righteous path increasingly took on an eerie and twisted tone.
As for the sixth transformation, it is the emergence of the law being nurtured within the Chaos Egg.
It is called the Law of Chaotic!
It isn’t the Law of Truth that Gary Smith anticipated, or perhaps...
Except for him, no one can wield the power of truth.
This is the singularity of a taboo position.
As for the Meadow’s next stage, its ultimate phase,
it requires a Great Existence!
Not a mere Paper Deity’s shed husk, but a deity wielding complete authority.
Different Great Existences will catalyze various transformations.
By then, the Chaos Egg will fully mature, showcasing its prowess as the companion of a taboo position.
"To slay the true body of a deity, it seems it will only be possible during the era of chaos, when deities descend to the mortal world and their combat strength is partially suppressed by the Main World. But few deities would be that idiotic, recklessly placing themselves in peril. Unless..."
Contemplating this, Gary Smith’s gaze flickered.
Perhaps by leveraging the Ancestral Toad’s plan to slay the Pure White God.
But the Ancestral Toad’s true intent remains unclear to this day.
Especially after killing the Pure White God, what changes might occur across the entirety of Mother River are entirely unknown.
Besides this, there is also the Mother of Twilight plotting against the Supreme Sun, presenting another opportunity—or perhaps his own daughter, Melvin Smith...
It’s certainly not a case of a tiger devouring its cubs; that’s something the Saintess always does after bickering with Ginger Thorn.
Rather, it involves finding ways to target the underhanded actions of other Nether Gods.
Gary Smith considers himself not a petty person, not one to deliberately fixate on the Netherworld God simply because its disciples have repeatedly offended him.
He just thinks that entity is perfectly suited for the Old Days Era—a delightful place for the Old Gods to plant flowers and greenery upon its being.
"But the premise of all this is still strength."
Gary Smith muttered to himself. Despite his unwillingness to become someone else’s or a deity’s pawn, the weak have no right to resist.
Only fists can compel these beings outside the chessboard to obediently play by the rules.
So, Gary Smith looked towards the four light balls spat out by the Chaos Egg.
"Feels a bit sparse..." He glanced at the Chaos Egg, suspecting it might have secretly withheld something.
Though it was only the husk left behind by the Paper Deity, its essence was far superior to mere divine waste—how could it produce just four?
The scars left by the Month of Fertility had long since healed, hadn’t they?
But upon closer inspection, Gary Smith realized he’d wronged the Chaos Egg.
As the radiance dispersed, the first light ball revealed a fragmented gilded book. Its pages were largely missing, leaving behind only the book’s spine and its cover, exuding an air of mysterious antiquity.
[Fragmented Primordial Grimoire: Written by the Paper Deity, this original grimoire contains countless secrets from Ancient Times. With the demise of the Paper Deity, it shattered, losing most of its pages, but its spine serves as the book’s foundation, capable of bearing the weight of knowledge and serving as the Starting Point of everything.
Possessing the book’s spine and cover allows dominance over any stray pages and enables their recovery, restoring the primordial grimoire to its original form.
Within the grimoire lies fragments of the paper path and destiny path’s authorities, recording numerous insights the Paper Deity had on these paths. Mastery of these writings allows the condensation of corresponding kingdoms and laws, and empowers the creation of a story-world—lowering the dimensional status of life and imprisoning it therein.
It can enhance the Wisdom and Potential of paper-attributed beings while enabling the inscription of an enemy’s fate, intervening on the layer of destiny with a probabilistic chance of realization—the stronger the target, the lower the likelihood of success.]
[Evaluation: Hold this and rewrite...]
"The Paper Deity’s authority has been successfully extracted!"
Gary Smith’s expression lit up with surprise, and he promptly handed the grimoire to the Paper Knight.
With this relic’s aid, the Paper Knight’s paper attribute path would remain unimpeded even before ascending as a crowned king—possibly overtaking the Paper Deity in seizing the facets of this path.
It essentially served as a ticket to the divine throne!
However, looking at the grimoire in its hands, the gaze behind the Paper Knight’s cross-shaped face mask was complex.
Once, merely the Paper Deity’s corruption had caused its parents to perish and for its earlier self to die while cohabiting, eventually giving birth to its current form from fantasy—a final breath near death.
Until meeting its Master, who saved it from awaiting final demise, and now even slaying the returning Paper Deity to offer its authority onto the Paper Knight.
Everything it has now was granted by its Master!
He redeemed the lonely knight!
Therefore...
The Paper Knight did not directly accept the Primordial Grimoire but summoned the Redemption Bible instead. The book cover, pure white like jade, glowed with the radiance of salvation and began to devour the fractured Primordial Grimoire.
Hum!
Being created by the Paper Deity, the grimoire naturally resisted. Countless ancient texts surfaced, radiating old knowledge and curse techniques like snakes sprawling out or ink flooding over the Redemption Bible, attempting a reversal to seize and consume it—becoming a new Primordial Grimoire.
Thus heralding its rebirth!
The Paper Knight, however, gazed indifferently at all this, seemingly unconcerned. Yet in the next second, the ancient texts spreading from the grimoire seemed to encounter something terrifying. They fled outward, only to be ensnared by the black-and-white Lock Chains emanating from the Redemption Bible, which dragged them back.
"Feel... My Lord’s greatness!"
The Paper Knight murmured as the book’s pages turned of their own accord, revealing records of all the words spoken by Gary Smith over the years.
In its eyes, these were the words of salvation for the world spoken by its Master, the supreme scripture that all beings should follow.
Yet in the Primordial Grimoire’s perception, they were the most horrifying Taboo!
Not all things qualify to record the essence of a taboo position!
Quickly, the Primordial Grimoire was devoured by the Redemption Bible, causing black and golden patterns—both mysterious and regal—to bloom upon its once-pure-white cover.
It now combined the powers of the Redemption Bible and the Primordial Grimoire, becoming even sturdier—perhaps impervious to even a True King’s destruction.
Its core abilities to compose and record stories transitioned into salvation-based powers.
However, the price was the mutation of the Paper Deity’s authority into the nourishment of the path of redemption, birthing a new authority’s prototype—the Paper Knight could no longer rely on it to seize the Paper Deity’s path.
Yet...
"I have no need for the path of a failure; with my own strength, I shall redeem all beings across the Realms for My Lord!"
The Paper Knight muttered, wielding the reborn Redemption Bible as thousands of Redemption Roses bloomed around it, absorbing the vast knowledge inherited from the Primordial Grimoire while initiating transformations in its paper nature.
Arrogant as it was, it held no regard for even the path of a deity.
In the Paper Knight’s mind, only by following its Master could it truly tread the path of salvation.
In Gary Smith’s eyes, the Potential of the Paper Knight now matched that of Mousie—it had evolved to "???" status. Every action it took already carried an air of divinity.
"Excellent!"
Gary Smith’s gaze was filled with admiration; in the path of Spiritual Power, the most crucial aspect is recognizing oneself and steadfastly forging forward.
If the paper path was forsaken, so what?
To walk upon the correct path already triumphs over everything else.
Thinking of this, Gary Smith turned his attention to the second light ball.
