MTL - I Became the King of Villains In the Game - Chapter 96 true heritage

“You’re the moonlight that lights up the night’s darkness~

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!”

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…

Ye Chen transmigrated to a fantasy world and realized that he had seven seniors in his clan, and all of them were of stunning beauty.