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My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking. In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers. The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power. After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food". Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time. The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods. His style of beast control also started to become peculiar. There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds... In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"

Morning dusk crow · Eastern
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Chapter 239: Ancestor of Toads! Shocking Maneuvers that Stun the Alliance! Gary Smith's Unreasonable Actions (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Translator: 549690339

"You're saying this black swamp eel is a crown-grade warrior, the epitome of your world?" Gary Smith questioned.

Upon hearing this, Brock Norris could only force a bitter smile. Being able to project esoteric martial arts was his and countless others' greatest dream.

Especially since this one took on the form of a fallen dragon. As for a true dragon...

He had never seen one, let alone conjured one!

Thus, the fallen dragon was considered one of the top esoteric martial projections.

But according to Gary, it was just a black swamp eel!

The saddest part was... Gary indeed had the qualifications to say this!

Getting an affirmative answer, Gary glanced back at the tiny pit, which had been completely obliterated by the void collapse, and found himself at a loss for words...

How could this guy not have the dignity of a mighty warrior, and instead, rush over like some rubbish fish?

What a crude martial artist!