My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 420 - 162: The Master of the Small World! Evil God’s Meadow (Seeking monthly tickets)_2

Chapter 420: Chapter 162: The Master of the Small World! Evil God’s Meadow (Seeking monthly tickets)_2

Gary Smith’s borderland often dug up the coordinates of the small worlds controlled by the Cult of Evil God. Once the location was locked, they would directly initiate inter-dimensional war, harvesting the Evil God’s farms.

The scale of it, as described by Lilith, was grand and spectacular, an unimaginably astounding sight.

This was truly daring and reckless!

It was after this, that Gary Smith felt the profound depth of the Human Alliance was far more terrifying than he could ever have imagined!

"No wonder she said that Spiritual Metamorphosis is just a starting point, only promotion to Morning Star Tier would allow one to truly appreciate the intriguing aspects of this world.

When reaching the Radiant Moon Stage, no matter where in the world, one would be considered a big shot, a Giant Level figure, also known as Ancient Giants. Even native gods might not necessarily reach this level, not to mention the True King, which is far too distant for me..."

Gary Smith murmured softly, the more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled with excitement. He couldn’t wait to step through the Gate of the Small World in front of him, utilize his [Shepherd] talent, shepherd the entire world, and ascend to the Spiritual Metamorphosis as soon as possible, and then to the Morning Star Stage.

However, seeing these three mutant classes, his excitement quickly cooled down...

No matter how beautiful the dream, it must be grounded in reality!

Unlike humans who need a regimented process for promotion, mutants are a combination of failed promotions. Thus, they don’t need any ceremonies, but merely need to continuously devour Primitive Copper, stacking power until they break the limit.

Hence, the longer the mutant exists in the Primordial Spirit Sea, the more terrifying its accumulated power.

It was a stark contrast against a recent ascended Mr. Crab, who even though at the same level, was an infant compared to these mutants.

This time, the Boundary Gate appeared, offering a vast lure to the mutants. As long as they offered a massive sacrifice, they could easily cross into the Morning Star, or even mutate to a new level, and enter the next tributary of Mother River.

Thus, they won’t give it up. If Gary Smith wanted to make a move on the Boundary Gate, he’d have to face the combined attack of these three top-level Spiritually Metamorphosed mutants!

With his current strength, plus the limited mobility underwater, he could at most confront one. Trying to face two would only get him to survive. Face three, especially the mysterious Avian Aberration, and it’s likely he may not make it out alive.

Moreover, a long drawn fight may not go unnoticed, and could potentially attract unknown things...

"It really is difficult to pretend to be someone else in the outer world. To come to the river mother is to invite a beating... However, where there is risk, there is also opportunity!"

Gary Smith sighed, but he didn’t feel much fear in his heart, instead he grew more calm, with countless thoughts spinning in his mind.

While the mutants are powerful, they live in a state of constant chaos with low intelligence. Gary Smith’s Spirit Lamp vision range is further than the mutants and coupled with his [Great Fortune] buff and good luck in the water.

The advantage is with me!

Gary Smith quietly set a goal, carefully observing the area around the Boundary Gate. It was filled with numerous undercurrents and whirlpools due to the fluctuation of spirit energy caused by the Boundary Gate continuously attracting and devouring spiritual energy from the surrounding Primitive Copper Vein.

This left the Spirit Sea in this area in an unstable state!

If the Boundary Gate finishes devouring, it will return to calm and then look for the next vein.

"Hold on, seems like there’s a way!"

Observing the scene, Gary Smith had a sudden inspiration and thought of a method. He muttered softly,

"But it still needs to be verified. I also need to consider a backup plan, there isn’t much difference between a bid without full certainty and just seeking death..."

Through his deep red Dragon Head’s perspective, the three mutants are converging on the Boundary Gate. The Octopus Mutant swung its tentacles and faces exhaled streams of air that acted as a propellant, accelerating it forward.

The Mutated Centipede, made powerful strides with its many limbs, covering a great distance with each motion.

As for the enigmatic Avian Aberration, it lagged far behind, continually emanating a powerful resentment.

All three maintained a delicate distance from each other without colliding and avoiding a battle, giving him an opportunity to seize the advantage.

"Although these mutants don’t have sufficient vision, they have lived in the Spirit Sea ecosystem for long eons, adapted to the environment and developed a specific safety perception ability that allows them to avoid contacts with mutants of the same level..."

Upon noticing this, Gary Smith frowned. He knew he couldn’t continue to watch anymore. If he waited for them to draw near the Gate of the World, he wouldn’t have the chance to make a move.

If by any chance these guys swallow the Boundary Gate, it would be a huge loss.

"Forget it, let’s just do it!"

Gary Smith made a decisive decision. The Green Gold Spirit Lamp, held by his Dusk Dragon, accelerated its burn, emitting dazzling light. The light didn’t spread out but instead, it enhanced [Shepherd’s Roar].

Crack, crack, crack!

The [Shepherd’s Roar] summoned numerous root tendrils of the Thousand-faced Soul Tree, which directly entered the Void Engine composed of six Void Eyes. The tendrils acted as fuel and the purple flame multiplied dramatically!

Boom!

With an inaudible roar, [Shepherd’s Roar] abruptly accelerated, shooting out like a missile!

The fourth "Dragon Mutant" joined the battle!

"Creak, creak..."

The Octopus Mutant continued moving forward when it sensed something focusing on it again. It was as if something was chasing after it.