My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 27 - 25 God of the Mortal World (Seeking Recommendations, Seeking Reading)

Chapter 27 -25: God of the Mortal World (Seeking Recommendations, Seeking Reading)

Chapter 27 -25: God of the Mortal World (Seeking Recommendations, Seeking Reading)

“Backlash?”

Gary Smith was also puzzled.

It was the first time that Key of Truth had suggested proactive use.

The reason seemed to be its passive activation due to the reflection of history.

Frankly, Gary Smith didn’t know what effects it would have.

It was divided into three options: [Ring of Truth], [high-dimensional pollution], [Breath Diffusion], and he could control the power level, quite conveniently.

So, Gary Smith chose to release a touch of breath at the lowest level and see what would happen.

However, the moment he made his choice, in the Sea of Chaos, the Thousand-Handed Demon God slowly reached out a hand, its mere movement reverberated across the world.

At this moment, the inverted light screen began to vibrate irregularly, all images were instantly covered by eternal white light, like an old TV set subjected to some high-energy radiation, it could not receive any signal and began to emit a buzzing noise.

“It’s not been an hour yet, has it?”

Serena Martin looked puzzled.

She looked at the Ancient Bookworm next to her, and her pupils contracted sharply,

“What’s going on!?”

The Ancient Bookworm curled up into a ball, the yellow flower on its head began to visibly wither and decay at an accelerated pace as if time had sped up on it.

At the same time, a large amount of ash from burning paper was constantly pouring out of its body and disappearing into the wind.

In the light screen, the eerie white light began to wriggle and turned into twisted light shadows, which slowly approached from the depths of history, like layers of phantom transparent gauze.

Under the gauze, it seemed as if there was a madness that could rival the darkness of the universe.

They slowly approached, and the terrifying aura filled the air, causing the River of History to tremble.

The once proud Lion Faced Deer was so scared that it fell to its knees, trembling, as if something was about to cross through time and arrive.

“Hiss Hiss!”

The Ancient Bookworm completely lost its rationality, and continuously transmitted feelings of fear and pain through the Soul Link to Serena Martin.

These emotions surged like a tide, quickly bombarding Serena Martin’s soul.

At this moment, she felt her mind start to stagnate, her ideals, common sense, even her truths all began to waver.

Even her soul began to deny itself, started to distort, her flesh and blood began to deny itself, attempts to spawn a new will began, it shivered and underwent some unknown change.

The mysterious change made Serena Martin oscillate between the extreme emotions of fear and excitement.

Her body trembled.

A mythology scholar couldn’t be happier than when face to face with creatures that appeared to have walked out of myths and verifying ancient history.

But fear is human nature.

At this moment, her sanity could not continue to support her thoughts, she was continuously being eroded, falling into the swamp called chaos, even the thought to let “Autumn Martin” help was impossible.

Her thoughts started to freeze…

“Am I going to die?

I’m really not willing to accept this! freeωebnovēl.c૦m

I have such a good figure that has never been used, and there are so many ancient histories I haven’t explored yet…”

Just as her consciousness was about to sink, the urgent voice of Gary Smith sounded:

“Senior Sister, quickly recall the Ancient Bookworm into the Beast Master Space.”

Like a lifebuoy, he snapped Serena Martin, who was in the midst of chaos, awake.

She sobered up instantly!

Her spirit returned and she immediately understood that she had suffered a certain type of contamination.

She hadn’t unearthed the real mythological era yet, she hadn’t even found out the true reason for the loss in the ancient times, how could she die halfway through?

Mythology Scholar Serena Martin wouldn’t be inferior to the “Legendary Investigator” Autumn Martin!

“Ancient Bookworm, return!”

Serena Martin quickly used the summoning array to recall the Ancient Bookworm into the Beast Master Space, forcibly cutting off the light curtain.

The white light suddenly stopped, all the strangeness disappeared, allowing both of them to breathe a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the Ancient Bookworm inside the Beast Master Space, the flower on its head had completely withered, leaving only a bare stem.

Although it looked a little funny, its body had stopped burning.

Even though it was a little weak, it wasn’t fatal.

It could slowly recover.

“Junior Brother, are you okay?” Serena Martin looked at the panting Gary Smith with some lingering fear, gratefully saying, “If it wasn’t for you waking me up in time, I might have been devoured by these weird light shadows this time.

As thanks, you can touch my leg for a while.”

“!?”

Gary Smith slowly typed out a question mark, either it was him with the problem, or it was her with the problem?

Serena Martin wondered: “Haven’t you always been stealing glances at my legs?

You’ve looked several times.

Or do you prefer black stockings over trousers?”

An upfront domineering elder sister accompanied by a surprisingly contrasting surprised expression, made it irresistibly lethal.

For a moment, Gary Smith was speechless.

If he hadn’t caught a glimpse of a playful spark in her eyes, he might have been completely won over.

He realized that she was playing with him, so he didn’t rise to the bait.

“Haha, Junior Brother, you’re so naive…” Serena Martin looked at Gary Smith with a stunned expression, laughing like a fox that had successfully stolen a chicken, she explained: “I was just joking with you.

After experiencing mental contamination, don’t suppress your emotions too much, you should relax a bit.

Otherwise, it’s likely to leave psychological shadows.

But this time I really want to thank you.”

She was cunning like a fox just a moment ago, but now she’s as genuine and warm as a rabbit, leaving one to wonder which is the real her.

Could this woman actually be a type of illusion-casting pet beast?

Gary Smith couldn’t tell, nor did he care.

His main goal right now was to get stronger.

He shook his head and said,

“It’s no big deal, I should be the one doing it.”

After all, he was the mastermind behind this abnormal event, so all of this was under his control.

But what surprised him was that a mere whiff of the Thousand-Handed Demon God’s presence, hardly a real contamination, started to distort the River of History.

He had a strong premonition just now that if he let this continue, it could potentially spiral completely out of control, possibly endangering him.

So, he immediately withdrew the rebound and awakened Serena Martin.

To prevent Serena Martin from catching on, Gary Smith actively changed the subject:

“Senior Sister, what are those lights?

I felt as if my soul was being twisted…”

As he spoke, he simultaneously expressed a face of lingering fear.

He’s a shoo-in for the next Oscar for Best Actor.

“I’ve never seen it before either.”

Serena Martin also set aside her playful mood, and shook her head with a serious expression.

She had also never seen such a strange existence before, seeming to be the origin of all truth, yet completely contrary to the truth.

One could easily pollute a person’s mind.

“Could it be due to my frequent peeping into history, causing a rebound?

But it doesn’t seem to be a rebound of the River of History, nor is it some special historical ghost.

Could it possibly be…” Serena Martin pondered, then suddenly lifted her head, thinking of a terrifying possibility she exclaimed:

“A Taboo Existence!”

“Taboo Existence?”

Still thinking about how to guide Serena Martin, Gary Smith was suddenly shocked.

Upon hearing this term, he instinctively thought of the mysterious sun, an unseeable taboo for mortals.

“Yes, a Taboo Existence.

The fact that you, as a novice Beastmaster, don’t know about it is very normal because information about them is sealed off and not known to ordinary people.”

Serena Martin nodded her head and continued:

“Regarding the Taboo Existence, I don’t have a lot of information either.

But what I can confirm is that they are undying, from their bodies to their souls, they possess an undying status level.”

“Undying?” Gary Smith had doubts.

Could there really be undying beings in this world?

Serena Martin seriously said: “They are truly Great Existences, able to freely traverse the Supreme Mother River.

Time holds no meaning to them; the world is just a plaything they can manipulate at will.

They are truly supreme beings.

Even if their bodies and souls are completely destroyed, as long as there is a residual trace of their existence, just by reciting their true name or by having a memory of their image, they can return from the graveyard of time, retrieve their crown, and broadcast their glory.”

The reverence in Serena Martin’s eyes made it seem as if she was not talking about a dangerous Taboo Existence, but the omnipotent deities in the Bible.

But according to her description,

the Taboo Existence would be the God of the Mortal World!

Wherever they go, a divine land is formed.

With a single thought, they could rewrite the world, distort history, and all things were just toys in their hands.

Gary Smith’s worldview was significantly challenged.

He instinctively looked at the sun and couldn’t help but ponder:

Could it also be a Taboo Existence?

Are there any Taboo Existences among the BeastMasters?

From shock, Gary Smith now asked his own doubts, “So, what does this have to do with these lights?

Could a Taboo Existence have descended just now?”

“No, the descent of a true Taboo Existence, even a mere thought, would be enough to destroy the whole of Abyss City.

These should be its followers.

Although Taboo Existences will not die, they can also be eroded, sealed, devoured, or even fall into eternal sleep.

But even if only a trace of their mighty power remains, it can distort all matter and concepts into their followers, waiting for the return of the Great Existence.

And just now, that abnormality was likely because I was using the Ancient Bookworm to frequently peek into history, drawing the attention of ancient taboo followers, also known as historical lights.

Luckily, in their eyes, we are mere ants and they didn’t really descend…”

Serena Martin shivered at the thought.

If she hadn’t been so infatuated with this place, the whole United Alliance almost bid for Abyss City.

Gary Smith, on the other hand, was not afraid and even had a slightly odd expression.

I was just trying to prevent you from prying into my secrets, yet you end up concocting a whole set of logical loops.

You directly elevate me from ordinary people,

to the rank of Taboo Existence?

Or have I polluted the entire River of History with my own power, an undying Great Existence?