My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1826 - 527: Create the Prototype of the 1000-Hand Demon God! Confront the Pure White God!_2

Chapter 1826: Chapter 527: Create the Prototype of the 1000-Hand Demon God! Confront the Pure White God!_2

Even as an Inherited Angel, it was once only a deputy to him.

"You betrayed the Lord again!" Sasos, the Inherited Angel, said coldly, his gaze icy.

Betrayers are more hateful than enemies.

"No, I am saving Him!" The Cherub said calmly, "You don’t understand the essence of God. Killing Him is the right choice!"

"Shut up!" Sasos was enraged, an endless radiance swept out, colliding with Thomas Brown, igniting a fierce battle.

Even the shockwaves were enough to shatter countless worlds.

The madness of the battle prompted Averill to grumble:

"Seriously, the Alliance doesn’t even pay overtime. Is it really worth risking your life?"

Despite his complaints, he chose to fight with all his might. The puzzle [Heavenly Martial Realm] emerged, releasing powerful Combat System Pet Beasts that launched a full-scale assault on the kingdom’s Michael.

Though they were relics of the Old Era, they refused to be devoured by it.

"The rebellious ones against God shall face annihilation!" Michael roared, wielding the Sword of the Light Angel to judge all creation.

Throughout the Celestial Realm, fallen Angels were slain, their remnants transforming into countless radiant fragments, consumed by the Primordial Heaven Breath.

With no further Seraph reinforcements arriving, the Seraph of Love was quickly devoured by the Final Banquet, leaving only its broken eye behind.

A massive amount of True King-level radiance was digested through the Final Banquet, not only rapidly enhancing Eggy’s strength but also continuously advancing the semi-mythical skill [Primordial Heaven Breath].

The most direct result was the doubling of the three-hundred-and-thirty-three-armed Celestial Demon God, increasing its arms to six hundred and sixty-six.

It had already formed the prototype of the Thousand-Handed Demon God.

The number perfectly matched the image of Satan recorded in the Bible of the Previous Life!

Gary Smith’s secondary system was elevated to Pseudo-King Level, and it continued to ascend even further, feeding back into the Beast Master System. If there were a corresponding ecosystem, it might have directly bypassed the Ecological Lord level and risen to Pseudo-King.

For now, it allowed Gary Smith’s combat power to double from its original base.

Moreover, with the amplification of the Ancient Dragon of the Mortal World, he could now outright confront ordinary True Kings instead of merely escaping unscathed.

Such immense Spiritual Power would have already overwhelmed and destroyed an ordinary person. Yet for Gary Smith, he easily suppressed it using Ranch Suppression.

"This is only two-thirds of a Seraph Chief; if I devour a few more, I might be crowned King directly!"

Gary Smith’s eyes gleamed with excitement. Just as he was about to finish digesting the Seraph of Love Mikael, he heard its weak voice:

"Kill me, and that woman will also die."

"I have already set Curse Techniques within the Cage of Light. Kill me, and all the prepared laws of the Seraph of Love will explode."

Gary Smith halted his actions, gazing indifferently at Mikael, and said flatly: "You intend to use this to threaten me?"

"Mortal, you are too arrogant. I am God’s left hand, the Seraph Chief created by the Lord Himself. Do you think I would bow to a mortal?"

Blood tears flowed from Mikael’s broken eye as it felt the gnawing of the Final Banquet. It roared in fury:

"This time, due to my mistake, you blasphemers have invaded the Celestial Realm and committed heinous sins."

"You may kill my flesh, but you cannot kill my devoted faith in the Lord!"

Thomas Brown suddenly turned his head to remind him: "Gary Smith, don’t let its laws unravel. The Cherub told me that the fall or betrayal of a Seraph Chief could awaken the Divine Exuvia deep within the Pure White Heaven, possibly leading to the revival of the Pure White God."

It was the Divine Exuvia’s death caused by the Pure White God that heavily wounded the Cherub back then.

Otherwise, the Cherub wouldn’t have ended up dying miserably within the Mother River.

At the moment Mikael spoke, Gary Smith had already fortified the Final Banquet, ensuring Mikael had no chance of breaking free.

"You do not understand the mighty power bestowed upon me by My Lord—the Seraph of Love’s Law: God’s Prayer!"

Mikael bellowed.

The Seraph of Love’s Law, as its name suggests, was a law condensed from the fervent love and devotion resembling the Sun itself. With the strength of spirit and faith, it wielded miracles surpassing the material world.

Though it could not resist the comfort of the Final Banquet or the Old Heavenly Spear, it was sufficient to destroy the Angelic Laws and ignite life.

"I wish to die; can you truly stop me?"

Do not underestimate the Seraph Chief!

"I shall make you experience the ultimate pain and fear!"

Mikael let out a final roar before dying, dissolving into the Void. Simultaneously, the Cage of Light exploded with a "bang," scattering Evelyn Walker into countless points of light.

The scene caused many to look grim.

Ginger Thorn’s body trembled slightly.

The one they sought to save had been taken down alongside Mikael?

The remaining Seraph Chiefs were unbearably furious.

The noble Seraph had been forced into suicide, taking away their intended salvation target in the process.

What an unprecedented humiliation!

Most crucially, the Divine Exuvia hadn’t even awakened. Had it been suppressed by the Mortal World?

At this moment, everyone turned to the still figure of Gary Smith standing quietly in the Void. Assuming he was devastated, someone was about to offer their condolences, but they were interrupted by his sudden words:

"Alright, enough of the hide-and-seek game!"

His Eye of Truth had been active the entire time.

"Hehe, I knew you’d find me!"

As the words fell, the shadow of the River of Destiny emerged, extending pale arms that intertwined to embrace a Black Pyramid.

Evelyn Walker sat atop the pyramid dressed in a white gown, gazing at Gary Smith with a radiant smile, just like...

The way she looked at him once under the tree, her eyes filled with unwavering resolve.

From the start until now, nothing had changed.

Gary Smith stared at her mischievous grin and said irritably: "What kind of fool are you? Was a birthday gift worth such a reckless gamble?"

"The Gods might not care about my life, but I guessed..." Evelyn Walker, unbothered by the scolding, smiled even more brightly and said, "You would."

"Moreover, this is a Fate System skill—Pyramid of Destiny. By consuming a sliver of fate as a cost, I managed to preemptively bury myself in the River of Destiny. If I die first, no one else can kill me!"

"There’s a 70% chance of death, a 20% survival rate, but a 99% chance you’ll remember me. Isn’t that totally worth it?"

Gary Smith rolled his eyes, rendered speechless by this woman.

Most of the time, he really didn’t enjoy taking risks, okay?

It’s just that today was his birthday, and he wanted to pull the Heavenly Realm down for some fun.

But in the end, Gary Smith’s thoughts shifted, and he extended his hand.

"You’ve done enough. Let’s go home."

This sentiment—if rejected—would be far too heartless.

Since she was willing to risk infiltrating the Heavenly Realm for him, that alone said enough.

Seize the flowers while they bloom and do not wait until the branches are bare.

He disliked regrets and was partial to endings where everyone reunited.

Evelyn Walker froze for a moment as she stared at Gary Smith’s outstretched hand. A flicker of understanding crossed her face, and her body trembled slightly.

"Hurry..."

"Don’t hesitate..."

"To be acknowledged..."

Within Destiny, countless sapphire eyes opened, warped bodies rising from fate to gaze at her in excitement.

Their eyes brimmed with envy, jealousy, and...

Relief!

Through countless failures, countless deaths, countless lonely wanderings...

Finally...

On this final and singular timeline, she had earned his recognition.

At this moment, Evelyn Walker couldn’t tell if this was real. Even if it were false, she wanted to drown in this sea called "happiness."

But as Evelyn Walker trembled and extended her hand, the Pure White Heaven shook violently. Toxicities erupted Earth-shatteringly.

A vast divine power surged skyward, slicing a pure-white curtain of light between Gary Smith and Evelyn Walker.

Even the Mortal World ecosystem couldn’t suppress the terrifying force’s spread. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

The Angel Reincarnation Pool activated, resurrecting countless fallen Angels in an instant, bringing them back to life.

The only one who couldn’t be restored was Mikael, swallowed by the Final Banquet, proving this wasn’t a rewind of Time.

"Has God’s Divine Exuvia revived?" Averill’s gaze became tense.

"No... This appears to be..." Thomas’s hoarse voice rang out.

At the same time, the Eternal Dark Feathered Snake halted its movements, looking deep into the Pure White Heaven with a dazed expression, murmuring:

"Finally... I see you again!"

In the Land of Radiance, a figure emerged.

Sacred, majestic, supreme, immense...

The weak could not even begin to look upon Him.

Every step He took, billions of brilliant light shone across the Mother River, a power so immense even the Mortal World could not obscure it.

The Seraph Chiefs gazed upon Him excitedly and respectfully and proclaimed:

"Praise the great, supreme God, descending upon the Mortal World!"

Their voices echoed across the Celestial Realm, reflected in countless terrified stares.

What awaited next was the Master of Billions of Radiances, Creator of the Celestial Realm, God of Light, God of Acceleration...

The Pure White God!

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