My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1743 - 501: The Taboo Court of Truth! The Meadow of Doomsday Across the Realms! The Divinity of the Paper Knight

Chapter 1743: Chapter 501: The Taboo Court of Truth! The Meadow of Doomsday Across the Realms! The Divinity of the Paper Knight

[The Rancher] puzzle, from the initial small meadow to now shepherding seven divine wastes, with each expansion, its size has grown to rival one-third of a Great Domain.

In terms of sheer area, it is undoubtedly the largest among the Beastmasters.

Even the Hargrave Family of the Volcanic Clan, boasting ten thousand volcanoes, only occupies a small piece here.

The Beastmaster system has never yet produced a Great Existence, so even the spiritual puzzles of the True Kings cannot compare with his.

An increase in strength does not necessarily mean the puzzle will enlarge.

Gary Smith is very confident—he is the largest man among Beastmasters!

Crack crack crack!

As the meadow began to digest the corpse of the Old God and started to evolve, the silver flames of the fence further burned, spreading fiery mist and anchoring the concept of space.

Within the meadow, the sun, the moon, and star clusters revolved, causing time to resume its flow.

The order of time and space began to stabilize within the meadow, becoming subject to its control.

The Chaos Egg lay at the central hub, while the Ashen Forge House stood at the meadow’s boundary, surrounded by verdant Soul Forage.

These were all precious resources that Gary Smith had burned money to obtain, now glowing with radiant spiritual brilliance as the meadow transformed, greatly enhancing the forage’s effectiveness.

Placed in the outer world, these would be considered invaluable treasures of the Soul System, beneficial for divine creatures, and would undoubtedly provoke fights.

Meanwhile, the divine wastes, led by the Pursue the Day, harbored varied thoughts.

If Pursue the Day was thrilled, ready to better spread the master’s glory, then the Black Goat was in despair.

No escape, no chance to play lackey, and on top of it all, being ruled by the broken gears and the Twilight Twins, it couldn’t even claim a few seconds’ respite.

Who, after all, is the livestock here!?

Moreover, the sight seemed to portend the arrival of new livestock—perhaps another lackey?

The Great Mother atop the Moon Bull’s forehead gazed at the spectacle, her expression entranced and twisted, muttering: "What a magnificent divine miracle—to be shepherded by a god—is this not also an honor..."

The broken gears quietly observed the scene, unable to comprehend the essence of the meadow despite pushing computational power to its utmost limit.

Is this truly a world being shepherded, or...

The graveyard of gods?

The Twilight Twins exchanged glances; they had already decided to maintain their second-in-command positions, hoping to present themselves before the great Rancher and offer up the world as tribute.

After its consumption, they might even be able to sip a little soup from the platter of world remnants.

They called it, rather grandly: cleansing the plate. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Croak... croak..."

As for the Slumbering Giant Toad, though the pond beneath it steadily expanded, it couldn’t be bothered to think.

This idle life of eating and waiting to die—it adored it... snore... snore...

Just as Gary Smith thought this was merely another simple expansion, he discovered that the meadow actively began to extend its borders, latching onto the Paper Deity’s Ancient Kingdom, continually shepherding it.

"Fine, evolve if you must, but why loot and scavenge as well? Where did it even learn this..." Gary Smith rolled his eyes but didn’t stop it.

Although it was once the divine kingdom of a top-tier Great Existence, it had long been shattered. Without the support of authority, buried in the Long Eons of the Old Days Era, corroded by endless dust, and hollowed by the Paper Deity’s escape...

It no longer contained much divinity.

Its contents could only be extracted with a corresponding authority; otherwise, it was practically useless.

At most, it could provide material to craft Secret Food for the Paper Knight’s nourishment.

Of course, another option was to wait until the Paper Knight ascended to godhood, finding a way to repurpose it, which would save considerable time in building a divine kingdom.

But...

The Paper Knight didn’t want to use a second-hand divine kingdom.

It aspired to personally forge a nation wholly devoted to its master, spreading the Great Bible to let all beings feel the path to redemption.

Rather than waste it, it was better to let the meadow use it as scrap material.

The meadow’s transformation probably lasted for... hmm, the Old Days Era’s concept of time was too nebulous. Gary Smith could only sense approximately a day and a night before it finished digesting the entirety of the Ancient Kingdom.

It directly shifted from being a "domain" to a "world prototype," rivalling a Great Domain, and a vast wasteland appeared, making Gary Smith scowl—it felt like the Poor God was beckoning him.

The Chaos Egg had grown to ninety-nine meters tall, resembling a small mountain, surrounded by four pale light balls, breathing Chaos Streams that swept across the meadow world.

From afar, it resembled a small-scale Chaotic Sea.

While others were still using Law Seeds, Gary Smith was already employing Law Mountains.

The information on the evolved meadow quickly appeared before Gary Smith’s eyes.

First, the meadow’s efficiency in shepherding divine wastes had doubled, accelerating the speed of product cultivation, but at the expense of greater soul consumption.

Second, the meadow’s combination capability with Pet Beasts now had no limits, meaning all Pet Beasts could simultaneously receive amplification, manifest across multiple meadows, and enhance different attributes.

Third, the spiritual foundation the meadow could sustain had massively increased, resulting in Gary Smith’s overall strength surging by more than thirty percent.

With his current power, even a tiny increase was significant, so a thirty percent boost to battle capabilities was utterly terrifying.

Fourth, through devouring the remnants of the Ancient Kingdom, while it couldn’t produce a complete realm, the meadow had birthed the prototype of a "King’s Court."

Indeed, it was the ecological kingdom of a True King, condensed with the power of the laws of ecology, serving as part of the King’s Dignity.

It essentially became the core of an ecological kingdom’s strength, amplifying the battle power of a True King while consolidating the unique capabilities of its chosen path, facilitating portability, akin to the exclusive Divine Soldiers of True Kings, enabling the initiation of a unique mythical life form.