My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1459 - 420: Gary Smith Returns! Kings Shocked! The Former Boss and The Sun Group!
Chapter 1459: Chapter 420: Gary Smith Returns! Kings Shocked! The Former Boss and The Sun Group!
"Make a wish... to a Taboo Existence!"
Even with certain limitations, a Collector who follows the concept of collecting can help perfect an excellent collection. In exchange, the wish granted could even let the Daylight King reverse his abnormality-ridden body, return to the mortal world, establish a magnificent Sun Kingdom, and receive the worship of countless living beings.
Thinking of this, not only were the warriors of the Multiracial envious, but even the Kings couldn’t help feeling the same.
Their position at the top of the mortal world didn’t mean they were without desires.
In this world, the higher the being’s dimension, the more twisted it appears — here, in the perspective from which they view, perhaps they too appear as a random scribble to the other party.
Thus, most Deities take no interest in mortal affairs, and the so-called Teaching Sects arise only as a byproduct of their passing influence, harmless to their ecological genesis — believe it or not, it’s all the same to them.
A small fraction, however, love to stir up trouble and will most likely wind up being duped.
Not to mention those who exist only in myths: Taboo Existences!
Until... the Collectors appeared!
The moment they laid eyes on a Collector, it was as if they saw countless figures, each with a different aura, some as weak as mortals, others as mighty as Great Existences, validating the concept of countless incarnations!
It was likely one of the Taboo Existences!
Mainly because they had never seen a true Taboo, they could only speculate.
If they could communicate with It and delve into the secrets of the Mother River, validate their own paths, or even gain the opportunity for Ascension to God.
However, since the Daylight King could trade, the other few True Kings were also contemplating, holding in their hands the Dream Kitchenware of the Spiritsnack School.
Previously, since the reality of the Collector was in question, although it didn’t matter much, they still carried it with them.
Now it came in handy.
After all, the Collector had once shown interest in it, could there also be secrets hidden within, like those sought after by the Solar Relic, belonging to an ancient civilization set in its sights?
The Spirit Nourishment of the Spiritsnack School’s legend, the division of the mysterious corpse... could it be a Great Existence?
The Kings felt as though they were discovering the truth.
The Lady of the World furrowed her brows in deep thought. She was unconcerned with the opportunity for godhood, only that pure True King Level strength couldn’t reverse the abnormalities of Gary Smith.
"Always sighing and whining, if you want something, just go take it!" The Mechanism Angel muttered discontentedly, sensing the Mecha Queen’s curious gaze and realizing... who could rob from a being that might be Taboo?
She weakly added, "I mean, have a strong presence, maybe trade some things with others, it’s almost like grabbing a chance..."
But she couldn’t finish what she was saying, considering not only had she just become a Crowned King, one of the poorest among them, but she couldn’t afford to make an offer.
And what could a True King offer that would compare to one’s own resurrection?
That was the reason for the silence.
The Mechanism Angel looked at the Mecha Queen’s tender gaze and didn’t want to talk. Despite having three heads, why was she always the dullest?
Her head wasn’t empty, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and the Shimmering Oil halo behind her started to bubble.
"Fantastic!"
Hazel Howlscream’s expression was one of excitement. With the Ancestors’ return, although their status within the Human Clan wouldn’t change, all the descendants of the Daylight would have a place to belong.
"Don’t rush, even if we can’t afford the price, it’s the same when Mother arrives." Rose of the Crimson Moon consoled her sister not to be hasty.
Dream of the Crimson Moon shot her a glance, a flicker of doubt passing through her crystalline eyes.
She wasn’t in a hurry because Gary Smith had already returned as promised,
It was just the feeling...
Why was her sister more anxious than she was?
Willow Tennyson had initially thought to exchange some of the Tennyson Family Background for it, then got pushed back by Wesley Chenlake, who ignored the threat, thinking that girls indeed could not be relied on.
Already depleting the family’s resources for a poor boy before even getting married!
Not to mention that these things were not hers to control, and with the existence like a Collector, how could it covet worldly wealth?
At that moment, everyone’s eyes were on the Daylight King, curious as to what wish he would make.
"Who would have thought, that I too would have a day upon which I could realize a wish..." The Daylight King said, not eager to wish, but instead surveying the vast and beautiful mortal world, his gaze nostalgic, he slowly spoke:
"This world, is still so beautiful, but sadly, this era no longer has a place to bear me. The Daylight Civilization lit up the world with their own blood and flesh, yet failed to illuminate themselves..."
His voice was desolate, with a hint of sorrow, touching the hearts of the Kings.
The years were long, and the old familiar faces were gone.
This was the loneliness of the Superior Beings!
However, at that moment, a voice suddenly spoke up:
"Their Radiant deeds will be forever cherished and sung."
Serena Martin said earnestly.
Historians don’t just unearth Relics, they unearth Civilizations!
They carry forward the precious spirits and cultures from various Civilizations, perpetuating them continuously.
Just like how she would carry on with Gary Smith’s existence, until Death.
"Good, very good!"
The Daylight King laughed out loud, eliciting surprise from Elliot Pine, who couldn’t help but give his approval.
His foolish granddaughter suddenly seemed reliable!
"Oh no!"
The Camp of Multiracial was shocked, not expecting the despicable Human Species to have already curried favor with the future Sun King.
Having already a King of Order, and now adding a Sun King, it seemed there was no need to fight the future wars of the Multiracial.
Just as they thought to interject, they heard him continue:
"But I don’t like it!"
The Multiracial were pleasantly surprised; could it be this fellow had blundered?
Crack, crack, crack!
The Daylight King’s body continued to amass abnormalities, turning into bloated blood and flesh, but his straight spine refused to bend, the Eye of Radiant upon him dimmed, yet it failed to obscure the light in his eyes, and he spoke calmly:
