My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1816 - 524: Gary Smith: This World Needs Discipline, and So Do You!_2
Chapter 1816: Chapter 524: Gary Smith: This World Needs Discipline, and So Do You!_2
It is certain that, whether he appears or not, the assassination of God will take place.
This ties back to Evelyn Walker’s nearly prophetic Fate System abilities, along with the power of the Great Existence behind her.
She likely knows certain aspects of the future regarding the outcome of the assassination of God or the hidden truths, and the plan has a high probability of failure—perhaps more cruelly, in every conceivable future, it ends in failure.
Thus, after seeing herself possess Heavenly Breathing, she chose to risk stealing the Divine Exuvia to remind herself...
This plan has a massive flaw!
"Except she doesn’t know about the existence of the Eye of Truth, nor about the Meadow or the Chaos Egg."
Gary Smith pondered deeply in his heart, extracting God’s Divine Exuvia as material. After transferring through the Taboo position and reviewing the relevant information, his gaze sharpened.
"So that’s how it is!"
Gary Smith squinted his eyes; sure enough, the problem lay with the heart.
He then turned to look at Thomas Brown and spoke:
"Headmaster, do you know what God’s heart is?"
"I do not." Thomas Brown shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The Seraph Chief I’ve inherited once witnessed it, but all relevant memories have been distorted. It seems to involve some kind of taboo. The only thing we know is..."
"The Divine Exuvia with a heart—any movement it makes causes resonance and rhythms between the world and time itself, possessing the power to change all existence!"
Upon hearing this, Gary Smith’s lips curled slightly upward as he softly said, "Headmaster, can I ask you for a favor?"
"You want me to help you infiltrate Heaven? Although most of the big flaws have been patched, there are still a few yet to be discovered. But you shouldn’t go, let me handle it. Sneaking into Heaven is far more convenient for me..." Thomas Brown spoke resolutely, preparing to help Gary Smith rescue someone.
After all, he was the hope of the Human Clan’s future!
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gary Smith:
"What do you mean sneaking in? That makes us sound like thieves. Whether as humans or in our actions, we must act with dignity."
"You’re not seriously thinking of a frontal assault, are you?" Thomas Brown was stunned, and the light floating around him, representing his vision, expressed human-like emotions of shock.
A direct assault on the Divine Land of the highest Great Existence? Even if united with all the mortal Kings, it might not be possible!
How is this anything but suicide? freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Gary Smith chuckled softly and said, "As a general of the Human Clan and one of the decision-makers of the Main World, I can absolutely present Heaven with an extradition treaty in a dignified manner, demanding they release the captive."
Extradition?
Do you think this is country-to-country diplomacy?
Divine Land is a nation?
The guests present silently ridiculed him in their hearts, wanting to remark that the Pure White Angels are arrogantly prideful and would never pay heed to mere mortals, not even granting the High Council any face.
If it weren’t for the protection of the mortal ecological systems of the Main World, they would hardly stand a chance against the endless armies of angels.
The angels’ forms alone are enough to terrify countless people.
Thomas Brown gave Gary Smith a deep look and did not ask what to do if they refused. Instead, he opened his mouth and said:
"What do you need me to do?"
"Quite simple—help me retrieve something..."
After hearing Gary Smith’s plan, Thomas Brown’s light bulb-like head grew brighter. He seemed utterly shocked by Gary’s thoughts, and in the end...
He nodded.
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Pure White Heaven.
Here, there is no sun, no moon, no star cluster—only endless, sacred pure white radiance covering the Heavenly Dome and illuminating an entire realm.
The world was a vast expanse of white, the holy cloud derived from Pure White Holy Light, truly resembling the paradise described in the Bible.
With radiance as the foundation, abundant Holy Light ecosystem life flourished, and countless Celestial Realm beings dwelled within.
There were Pure White Elves with wings of light, entirely white, singing devout hymns of the Great Existence.
There were Pure White Flying Dragons with white lightning coursing through them, flying across the sky on their wings.
There were Pure White Cloud Demons affected by the Pure White Radiance, drifting and constantly shifting their forms...
Apart from these, multitudes of radiance gathered and collided, forming dazzling rivers of light, within which grew many Trees of Light bearing fruits as luminous as white jade.
Many Holy Light ecosystem beings swam towards them, taking a bite. The juice was plentiful, quickly filling their stomachs.
Whether carnivorous demons or herbivorous beasts, all could eat these fruits, and upon consuming them, their souls and spirits underwent a baptism of Holy Light, becoming increasingly clear. Desires and sins in their hearts vanished, leaving behind only the ultimate purity.
They gazed devoutly at the towering radiant silhouettes above the clouds, surrounding the Land of Radiant.
As long as God exists, everything within the Holy Light ecosystem will continue to flourish until eternity.
In Pure White Heaven, all things abide by the great doctrines of God—there is no war, no slaughter, no hunger, no conflict, thus granting paradise its existence.
This is the grace God has given to all beings.
And those radiant silhouettes gradually became clearer, as ancient hymns and laws intertwined, resonating through the world, prompting countless beings to prostrate themselves on the ground, reciting the hymn with devoted gazes.
These figures are none other than the Seraph Chiefs, given ruling power by the Pure White God.
The angel ranks are distinct, born from the Land of Radiant. The general levels align with those of the Main World, except here, even the weakest—newly born Angel Baby Spirits—are at Gold Level.
Most Human Beast Masters work tirelessly their entire lives to barely reach Golden Peak or undergo Spiritual Metamorphosis.
But for angelic beings, birth itself starts at Gold Level; thus, they are also called the Golden Spirit Race.
After maturing, they become Little Angels, equivalent to Spiritual Metamorphosis.
Most ordinary angels can reach this stage, but progressing further requires some level of innate talent.
