My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 70 - 66 Darklord (Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets!)
Chapter 70 -66: Darklord (Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets!)
Chapter 70 -66: Darklord (Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets!)
“This is…a tentacle!?”
A group of people stared at the dark tentacle that landed beside Gary Smith’s foot, already imagining the horrifying image of a figure with a human upper body and countless undulating tentacles as its lower body…
“It’s over…”
The last bit of hope in Leo Thompson’s heart was gone.
This guy in front of him wasn’t any special hidden strongman.
The reason he wore a yellow robe and mask might only be to conceal his truly mutated form.
This guy should be one of those Evil God’s Kindred who have completely gone mad!
That’s also right.
After all, the Black Market is a crucial spot for the followers of the Cult of Evil God to sell and exchange resources.
If it were destroyed, ordinary Beastmasters could still resort to official channels, and those most affected would be them.
However, this theory only applies to those with a normal brain!
Those completely mutated guys, whose souls and bodies have entirely degraded into monsters, contaminated by the will of the Evil God, dominated by various desires, whether gluttony or killing, they have lost their complete sanity, and such guys don’t speak logic at all!
At this moment, the air stagnated, the atmosphere tense.
Honestly, Leo Thompson wanted to turn around and run, but he was afraid of being ambushed in the moment of turning around.
The rest of the people also wanted to slip away, but they were afraid of moving and drawing attention.
Philip Morgan’s heart pounded wildly; the long enjoyment had worn away his fighting spirit, and it had been a long time since his clothes were stained with blood.
Although he spoke aggressively, when he genuinely faced death, there was inevitably some fear in his heart.
“You guys follow me later, if anything goes wrong, run towards Abyss City immediately, don’t look back even if it kills you!”
Philip Morgan solemnly warned, already making up his mind to protect these two children at all costs.
Evelyn Walker nodded; there was no fear in her gaze behind the mask, but a calmness like a placid deep pool, enough to show a hint of confusion in her amber eyes.
Her inferences were not 100 percent accurate, but they would indicate the general direction.
However, such a scene did not appear in many possibilities.
Could it be that the future had been altered again?
Especially the figure in front of her, why did it give her a strange sense of familiarity?
Could it be from one of her previous inferences?
However, she didn’t expect it to be Gary Smith.
After all, in countless simulations of the future, becoming stronger also required logic and time.
Unless he directly accepted the corruption of the Evil God, it would be impossible to jump to the Morning Star Level out of nowhere.
What she didn’t know was that breaking the norms doesn’t need to make sense.
Bob Chandler stood on the spot without a word, seemingly frightened.
The yellow-robed figure stood arrogantly, but inside, he was incredibly anxious.
“Sorry, pervert cultivator, I didn’t mean to, waaa, I was wrong…”
Ignoring the cry in his mind, since it had already happened, blaming doesn’t serve any purpose.
They have to think about how to solve the problem.
The quickest method is to publicly reveal his identity.
His safety can be ensured, but Mousie’s ability will inevitably be exposed.
Being the focus of attention is secondary.
What he feared most was others seeing that he hadn’t yet reached the Silver Rank, and trying to take away Mousie without a contract, or even attracting the Cult of Evil God in the Abandoned City District.
After all, Mousie transformed into a Super creature by secretly eating the important Blood of Followers, which obstructed their plans to overturn Abyss City.
These madmen would definitely try their best to extract the Blood of Followers from Mousie’s body.
By then, Mousie’s fate would undoubtedly not be good.
Damn it, why do I even have to explain!?
Are you guys even qualified to touch my Mousie?
Instead of resorting to self-pity, Gary Smith thought more calmly and suddenly realized that these people in front of him seemed to fear him as well.
They didn’t dare to make a move for a while.
In that case, he could use the information gap.
For example…
Using Shadow Mimicry to change his voice, which became magnetic, he opened his mouth and said:
“Stop messing around!”
Does the guy in front of him have a mind?
What does that sentence mean?
Why does it feel like he’s coaxing a child?
Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment and before they could react, they saw that an influx of tentacles drilled out from under the yellow robe.
The terrifying pressure rolled like a tsunami, making it hard for people to breathe.
“Is this about to turn violent?”
Everyone was vigilantly prepared to run.
Even behind Leo Thompson, two Beast Controlling Arrays emerged, ready to summon all pet beasts to fight for survival.
The next moment, they witnessed a sight they would never forget in their lifetimes.
Countless tentacles broke away from the yellow robe, grew in the wind, and instantly transformed into a giant maw of the abyss.
Underneath it, several long tentacles extended, each measuring more than ten meters.
The surface was densely packed not with suction cups, but with squirming, blinking eyes.
It was gruesome and eerie.
This was a truly dominant demon from the Darklord!
Leo Thompson was dumbfounded.
This terrifying demon had been hiding under the robes of this mysterious man all along!
However, at the very moment that this terrifying Darklord demon broke free, despite releasing an overwhelming pressure, it did not turn violent.
Instead, it looked scared on spotting the yellow robed masked man whose sturdy figure had already returned to normal.
Screeching in fear, it charged towards the darkness in the forest.
Once it integrates with the shadow, it could fully escape and become a terrifying demon disaster, wreaking havoc across countless cities!
But the mysterious man in the yellow robe didn’t turn his head.
A calm voice emanated from beneath the mask:
“Quiet.”
The moment his words fell, the giant tentacle creature was suspended in mid-air, as if being bound by an invisible chain.
Witnessing this, Leo Thompson was astounded.
He couldn’t detect any spirit energy fluctuations yet the man easily imprisoned a Darklord demon.
This had entirely surpassed the category of the Morning Star Level.
Could it be that the person before him was a top-tier powerhouse above the Morning Star Level?
As this thought crossed his mind, he couldn’t help but shudder.
He had been foolish enough to daydream about resisting this mysterious man’s attack.
Looking at it now, if he dared harbor such thoughts, he’d likely be obliterated from reality the moment he took action.
“Am I dreaming…”
The others were also aghast, witnessing this scene that shattered their worldview.
A Darklord demon was being toyed with, without breaking a sweat!
Philip Morgan shivered all over, memories of an encounter with a terrifying monster before his retirement, together with his adventure group at the borderlands, flooding back.
There were no flashy battles, no exchange of spectacular skills…
They were completely wiped out at the mere sight of it, the earth shattered!
The Morning Star Level group leader and his pet beasts were grounded into a patty by a single slap!
The monster left after it finished, showing no joy or sorrow, indifferent to whether there were survivors.
This was akin to squashing a group of ants while walking by.
Having survived because he was hidden under the dead bodies of his teammates, he retired and returned to Abyss City afterwards.
He started a pet beast breeding business and, with his combat skills and business acumen, he prospered.
A part of his income was used to provide for the families of his former teammates.
Having thought that he had forgotten the incident after all these years, this mysterious man was starting to overlap with the terrifying figure in his memory.
Equally…
Powerful to the point of inducing despair!
Escaping such a powerful being would be futile!
Only their mercy would lend a thread of survival chance to the ants!
Thinking this, he subtly moved to stand in front of the two children.
At this moment, the mysterious man in the yellow robe spoke again:
“Come back.”
Seemingly being manifested by his command, the giant black hundred-eyed octopus showed a terrified expression.
It struggled continuously but could only watch itself shrink, eventually morphing into a mass of shadow that dissolved into the yellow robe.
When all of this was done, the man in the yellow robe spoke:
“I apologize.
My new collectible isn’t very obedient yet.
It seems to have caused everyone some trouble.”
The moment his words fell, everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
They couldn’t comprehend what they were hearing.
The man before them had just claimed that this dominant Darklord demon has just become his…
Collectible!?
