My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1759 - 506: Relentless Annihilation! Prison Angel Descends! Multiracial Shock!_3

Chapter 1759: Chapter 506: Relentless Annihilation! Prison Angel Descends! Multiracial Shock!_3

Accompanied by the sound of silver-bell-like laughter, atop the gates of the Dream Realm sat a young girl with long blue-purple hair who appeared to be fifteen or sixteen years old. Behind her was a feather robe formed by the concentration of Nightmare Power, a black halo hovering above her head, and her delicate jade-like feet adorned with dark golden bells that emitted crisp chimes with her slight movements. A sardonic smile spread across her lips as she gazed down upon the myriad creatures of the earth.

This was the Warden of the Nightmare Prison, the first child born within Gary Smith’s Dreamland, and an angel birthed alongside the forbidden dream—Prison Angel!

Little Jade.

As Gary Smith’s strength grew, the Nightmare Prison naturally continued to bolster, and Little Jade’s power rose in tandem.

However, given that she was often occupied with some grand undertaking within the Dream Realm, she rarely appeared.

She only showed up briefly when Gary Smith entered the Nightmare Prison for training.

The Prison Angel tilted her head and looked at Little Spider, chuckling softly: "Long time no see, Honorable Mother!"

Little Spider responded: "Squeak!"

They had only met the day before.

It was a very particular Little Spider.

"Because to not see for one day feels like three years, Little Jade feels as though it’s been years since seeing Honorable Father and Honorable Mother!" Little Jade dismissed the facts entirely, playfully whining.

As for the Void Illusionary Rift Shark, it had already been imprisoned within the Nightmare Prison.

At this moment,

The half-risen head of the Elephant Master’s son struggled to lift itself as he gazed at Gary Smith standing before him, and with a hoarse voice said:

"To be crowned king or defeated—such is the fate. My fault was underestimating you. However, had I not been slumbering earlier, when you meet me now, you ought to address me as Your Majes—"

"The path to becoming a king has nothing to do with whether or not you are willing," Gary Smith interrupted coldly, his gaze indifferent as he said, "Spouting so much simply obfuscates your inability to achieve. And yet, you still boast about it all day long. This is what you claim to be the pride of the ancient family?"

One sharp sentence shattered the Elephant Master’s son’s defenses entirely. Anger, humiliation, fear—all these emotions intertwined chaotically, leading to one final outburst:

"Kill me!"

The excuses of the defeated were indeed laughable!

"Don’t worry; it’ll make its way into the stomach," Gary Smith said as he thrust the Sky Calamity Star Disaster Gun through his skull, obliterating all signs of life, then reached out to pull off the elephant’s trunk, washed it, roasted it with Solar Flames, sprinkled secret seasonings over it, and took a bite.

Crunch!

"Not bad," Gary Smith remarked in satisfaction, nodding approvingly. At least it wasn’t humanoid like the ancient clans; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to stomach it.

It’s not that he couldn’t digest it—it simply made him nauseous.

Because of how appetizing it was, Eggy couldn’t resist sneaking a bite and excitedly raised its dragon claw in approval.

The ancient clans truly tasted delicious, an absolute must-add to future cookbooks!

Little Spider and Mousie also gave high ratings.

Indeed, the higher the spiritual level, the more perfect the form, and the better the flesh!

What? You’re talking about Great Existences?

They’re perfect too—just incomprehensible to mortals, which is why they appear indescribable.

In truth, it was merely their manifest completeness as dictated by rules.

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One imprisoned in the Bible, one suppressed, and another outright slain!

Both the Human Clan and the Heavenly Wind Sculptor Tribe were utterly dumbfounded.

The greatest shock came from the Heavenly Wind Sculptor Giant, who trembled as he stared at Gary Smith and stammered:

"Do you realize what you’ve just done?"

The Elephant Master’s son—dead, just like that?!

It was now clear to predict the storm looming ahead!

He couldn’t imagine just how furious the Elephant Master would be.

In response, Gary Smith simply munched on his roasted elephant trunk, silently staring at him, his gaze calm as though observing a dead man...or a dead bird.

The Heavenly Wind Sculptor Giant met his eyes and broke into a cold sweat, suddenly realizing that he was shouting at such a ruthless character.

Even if the Elephant Master marked him as a target, that would be a matter for the future.

For now, his life and death rested solely in this man’s whims.

Although Gary Smith hadn’t even activated any spiritual power, the Heavenly Wind Sculptor Giant felt as though the entire world pressed on him, overwhelming terror consuming him.

Finally, his spine slowly bent downward, and with a thud, he knelt to the ground, prostrating himself.

The rest of the Heavenly Wind Sculptors also knelt, folding their wings, trembling uncontrollably.

The Heavenly Wind Sculptor Giant spoke in a raspy voice:

"Master Gary...please forgive my transgressions. I am willing to serve as your hound and render my assistance!"

The weak survive by surrendering to the strong.

"You’re smart, and you’ve grown into human form, which I can’t eat..." Gary Smith’s words echoed, bringing a fleeting glimmer of joy to the Heavenly Wind Sculptor Giant’s face. Just as he readied himself for servile flattery, he heard Gary Smith continue:

"Too bad—I don’t eat beef!"

Don’t eat beef?

What did that mean?

Before the Heavenly Wind Sculptor Giant could ponder, the Seat of the Fool flared with radiance. The Fool’s musicians began their symphony, filling him with terror before his mind sank into bewilderment.

The Heavenly Wind Sculptors fell into a state of madness, transformed into ash, then distorted and vastly expanded the Fool’s orchestra cast.

As for the Legendary Trait, this was collected by Little Spider as war trophies from the battlefield.

The already chaotic and obscure Seat of the Fool now became even more mysterious and sinister.

"The Elephant Master’s son...dead?"

"The Prince of Light is missing too!"

"How could Gary Smith possibly be so powerful?!"

Meanwhile, across the Abyss, countless strong figures shifted their gazes towards the commotion on this side, and upon seeing everything that had transpired, they were petrified.

Three top-tier monsters of the ancient clans—slain, captured!

These were no minor figures; the entire camp of multiracial leagues was bound to quake in uproar.

Under the scrutiny of horrifying, shocked, and hateful gazes, Gary Smith turned his eyes towards the other side of the Abyss.

He saw the majestic ecological kingdoms and the grand silhouettes lurking deep within them, towering over all, overlooking all beings.

These were the True Kings of multiracial clans,

The sovereign rulers of the mortal world, whose power even the gods feared!

These were the towering mountains Gary Smith must face!

He murmured in a detached tone: "Who gave you the courage to establish kingdom at the doorstep of the Alliance?"