My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1786 - 515: Alliance Shaken! Stepping on the Star Phoenix Ancestor! Gary Smith: I am the Sky of the Alliance!_2

Chapter 1786: Chapter 515: Alliance Shaken! Stepping on the Star Phoenix Ancestor! Gary Smith: I am the Sky of the Alliance!_2

Even to a certain extent, without the target’s permission, it wouldn’t even leave an image behind.

Or, if the Great Existences left behind traces, they would most likely form mimetic curses that pollute cities.

This led to everyone failing to recognize it at first glance.

But compared to the fear of the Light Hounds, they realized a far more serious problem.

The Daylight Civilization had already entered the River of History, and in the Mortal World, the only remaining Daylight Bloodline was...

That one person!

Could it be that he intends to strike the Dark Star Region?

However, regardless of whether the people were shocked, the footsteps of the Hounds of Light did not cease.

In the blink of an eye, they rapidly devoured over half of the Dark Star Domain. All the secret bases of the Star Clan were completely annihilated, and even some Cults of Evil God were burned alive as collateral damage.

In an instant, the entire Dark Star Region was ravaged by the Hounds of Light, as if ignited by the Fire of the Sun.

All Star Clan families fell into utter chaos, especially those outside the top ten families, who found themselves entirely powerless against the Hounds of Light.

As they prepared to flee with their households to other Great Domains, they abruptly halted.

Because outside the cities, packs of Hounds of Light were greedily watching them.

This made the previously aloof and elite members of the Star Clan shiver down their spines, calling out frantically to the Alliance, pleading for its protection.

Boom!

Simultaneously, various Alliance hubs erupted with spiritual radiance, manifesting the Alliance’s insignia, causing hopeful expressions to bloom in the eyes of many Star Clan members.

Indeed...

The Alliance wouldn’t possibly allow the enemy to do whatever they please!

And then, despair overwhelmed them.

Because aside from the insignias glowing, no one appeared. Instead, the doors remained tightly shut.

And everyone in the Dark Star Region received a message on their mobile phones.

[Do not leave your home at night.]

One sentence plunged them into absolute hopelessness.

It was clearly a statement of intent—hinting to the Hounds of Light not to mistakenly kill, and signaling that the Alliance was ready to clean up the mess afterwards.

At this moment, as everyone gazed at the sun illuminating the Dark Star Region, they felt it was incredibly...

Dark!

"Lapdogs!"

"How can the Alliance let Gary Smith dominate everything!"

"You spineless parasites!"

"..."

A chorus of curses erupted across cities in the Dark Star Region, but no one responded to them.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Quickly, the snarling Hounds of Light stormed into the various cities of the Dark Star Domain, launching attacks on the Star Clan residences.

Any resistance was mercilessly incinerated by the Fire of the Sun.

Kneeling and begging for mercy was the only way to be ignored by the Hounds of Light.

But the moment they knelt, the members of the Star Clan felt something within them shatter.

The residents of the Dark Star Domain and many within the Alliance, especially those who had been oppressed by the once-arrogant Star Clan, suddenly found themselves exhilarated by this reversal.

Back then,

They had been humiliated in just the same condescending manner.

Particularly the young Alliance cadres dispatched from other Great Domains in recent years, who had endured endless grievances. Now, watching this scene unfold, they couldn’t help but cheer and applaud.

But soon, their superiors coughed lightly in warning, silencing them.

The older officials couldn’t help but shake their heads, reminding them that until conclusions were drawn, it was unwise to take sides recklessly.

In the struggles of the Big Shots, the small fry must tread carefully.

Otherwise... they would bear the consequences later.

"Still, I didn’t expect to witness a scene straight out of a historical novel!" Edward Russell couldn’t help but exclaim.

Back when the Leaf Clan was being roasted over the fire, he had secretly cooperated with the Alliance to handle investigations into the Star Clan.

It wasn’t just for the Dark Star Region, but also to avenge an old friend.

He had been deeply impressed by the young man who took five hundred million from the Leaf Clan, distributed it entirely, and even bribed him in passing.

But he had underestimated the deeply entrenched network of the Star Clan in the Dark Star Region. Even with the utmost caution, numerous investigators still perished in various accidents—drowning mysteriously, among other examples.

He himself had faced covert intimidation and pressure from various forces, peers, and even teachers.

Even his wife and children had drawn the attention of enigmatic figures, forcing them to seek care in psychiatric facilities.

Despite being a Radiant Moon Tier Monarch with a remaining lifespan spanning hundreds of years, just two years had aged him greatly, leaving his temples grayed.

He hadn’t surrendered, but he was already in despair, fully recognizing that to change the Dark Star Region, there needed to be a world-shattering upheaval.

But he held no hope—after all, as long as the Star Clan produced a True King, they could negate all their crimes.

The survival of a race outweighed everything!

But unexpectedly...

Gary Smith made his move!

Even with just his dependents, he swept clean the Dark Star Domain.

Those once high-and-mighty figures now clutched at straws for survival, pleading with the Alliance and the Border Military, but their cries sank into the sea.

There was no response at all. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Or rather... Gary Smith not answering their calls was already an act of magnanimity.

Saying there were no good people in the Star Clan wasn’t true, of course.

But the majority wouldn’t betray their own class. In the Transcendent World, it was even more reasonable for the strong to hoard resources.

Their only mistake...

Was offending someone they couldn’t afford to!

If they could dominate the weak, then they also had to accept being dominated by the stronger.

No one had imagined that the boy who emerged from the Borderlands would, in just three years, surpass the efforts of the Star Clan over thousands of years.

Even ancient races now feared him!

Even the Elephant Master hated him deeply, yet couldn’t kill him!

The Star Clan—this time, they might truly collapse.

Edward Russell’s secretary couldn’t help but speak: "Is... this really okay?"