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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!"

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Chapter 345: Internet Sensation! The Infinite Sea! Realms Tremble! The Borderland's Call to Arms!

"The Kings have arrived!"

The eight Machine Judges, as elders of the Alliance, were no strangers to the Supreme Council.

Both the grand domain alliances and the Mechanist Alliance were subordinate organizations of the Supreme Council, serving as its tentacles to protect the Human Clan and following all its commands.

Each seat in the Supreme Council represented a True King, with their chairs' backs reflecting the glory of the vibrant Eco-kingdom.

Boom!

Endless laws ascended, sweeping through the entire Alliance sky, allowing anyone from all domains to witness this stunning spectacle.

Within the nation, one could vaguely make out enormous shadows surfacing, like mythical beings from legends, overlooking the vast Human Race Territory, their mere gazes making the world tremble.

However, the True Kings contained their power, and ordinary people, looking at the sky, would at most feel a bit of eye fatigue and could not stare for too long without experiencing much discomfort.