My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1820 - 525: Gary Smith: If you don’t appreciate kindness, then let the Celestial Realm fall! (Thanks to Guangdong’s generous patronage)_2
Chapter 1820: Chapter 525: Gary Smith: If you don’t appreciate kindness, then let the Celestial Realm fall! (Thanks to Guangdong’s generous patronage)_2
Elliot Pine’s expression was peculiar, but considering Gary Smith’s history of slapping his own face, he chose to remain silent.
"The man you’ve set your sights on is indeed... quite interesting!"
Willow Tennyson’s mother’s teasing voice echoed in her mind, causing her face to blush instantly. Yet, she hung her head and did not deny it.
Her father, standing beside her with arms crossed, had to admit that this guy had accomplished something they had long dreamed of achieving.
Such a melodramatic act indeed aligned with the identity of a son-in-law to the Tennyson Family.
If it were Gary Smith, it might be acceptable—however, only on the condition that...
He would do these things alongside her!
So exhilarating!
Within the scene,
before the Paper Knight, endless laws ascended, warping the Void, reflecting seven kingdoms of the Angel Kingdom, shaking The World!
Countless pure white beings knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. Among them, infinite angels fell into furious rage, their thousands of eyes—glowing blood-red—opened and fixed upon the Paper Knight’s incarnation.
They silently condemned its audacity and ignorance of the celestial height!
Seven Seraph Chiefs laughed in fury.
"Does Gary Smith really think that hiding in the mortal world will prevent us from killing him?"
"A mere mortal dares to provoke and challenge the authority of the Seraphs—he must be purified!"
"Arrogance and greed-tainted humanity truly deserves to be wiped from this world!"
Several Seraph Chiefs spoke one after another, their thunderous voices reverberating, shaking The World.
The sheer waves of sound caused numerous cracks to emerge on the Paper Knight incarnation’s body, faintly revealing the shadow of Radiance within—pale and ancient.
This was the power of the True King, whose every move was an overwhelming Heavenly Disaster to beings of Lower Rank.
Yet the Paper Knight incarnation stood firm, unmoving, quietly staring back at them. frёeωebɳovel.com
Mikael unfolded his pristine Wings, his countless eyes opened wide, radiating an infinite brilliance akin to a dazzling sun, silencing the other Seraph Chiefs.
He slowly spoke: "Humans must be executed. Moreover, take this message back to Gary Smith—let him surrender the Divine Exuvia. I can represent the Celestial Realm and pardon all prior offenses... Otherwise..."
"He will become an enemy of the Celestial Realm, hunted relentlessly by us until complete purification!"
"Do not think that the protection of the Supreme Council allows unrestricted behavior. The Main World has no Master. Both the Human Clan and the Multiracial are mere ants occupying the mortal world. When the barrier of the mortal world is lifted, extinction will follow!"
The arrogant Seraph Chiefs viewed threats and alliances with multiracial forces with disdain.
In their eyes, neither the Human Clan nor the Multiracial deserved to occupy the Main World, being merely Lower Ranking lifeforms.
The Ten Thousand Heavenly Realms should kneel beneath the Radiance of the Pure White God.
Nevertheless, more important than this was reclaiming the Divine Exuvia and reviving the Pure White God!
With those words, the Human Clan’s experts in the Main World took on grave expressions.
After all, Spiritual Power during the Chaos era had already neared Peak levels and could lift its suppression at any time—a great decisive battle was imminent.
In such circumstances, setting oneself against Pure White Heaven was far from wise!
The Kings of the Multiracial forces sneered. Though angels were arrogant, humanity’s self-destructive tendencies were to blame for their plight.
Perhaps humanity would ultimately perish at the hands of this genius they fought so hard to protect.
Indeed, arrogance remained the greatest enemy!
Meanwhile, Mikael released his hold on the Paper Knight incarnation, believing its silence to be fear. Just as he was about to turn away, the Paper Knight incarnation’s solemn voice rang out:
"I advise you—do not make the wrong choice or reject your final chance at salvation!"
"Otherwise, My Lord’s wrath will descend upon the Celestial Realm!"
The fiery gaze beneath its cross-shaped Face Mask carried an air of sincerity, as if it were genuinely admonishing a group of wayward lambs.
The steadfastness of its will and the devoutness of its faith left the Seraph Chiefs momentarily silent.
This guy—is he out of his mind?
To invoke the wrath of a False King—whose powers only amplified within the confines of the mortal world—and dare to threaten seven Seraph Chiefs?
It was akin to a small nation claiming it would wipe out an empire—utterly ridiculous!
"My Lord’s Bible once said..."
The Paper Knight attempted to continue speaking, only to be crushed into countless fragments by the laws of a Throne Angel.
"As expected, negotiation is a waste of time. My Lord’s mercy has only emboldened these mortals in their presumption. The mortal world... has gone far too long without feeling the wrath of the Celestial Realm!"
Throne Angel Ofini coldly declared, gazing at the drifting scraps of paper with irritation as his laws dispersed, preparing to obliterate them.
However, upon contact, instead of being reduced to simple Spiritual Energy Particles, the fragments began to combust rapidly, spreading an endless Dusk—so potent that even pure Holy Light began fading into the Final Banquet.
Moreover, there appeared crimson God of Madness particles—replicating and piling up limitlessly.
Boundless pale surges followed—pollution emanating from the Paper Deity.
Though the remnants of the Paper Deity’s corpse from the Kingdom of the Sky Tree had long been sealed alongside its disciples in the old days, its pollution persisted across scattered pages of the destroyed Primordial Grimoire.
These fragments would typically be purged swiftly.
As for intentionally preserving them as catastrophic weapons?
Ridiculous—even the Kings refused to touch such things, lest they risk self-contamination!
Only Gary Smith, possessing a Taboo position immune to pollution and aided by the Meadow’s specialized dampening effect, dared utilize them.
In that instant, the contamination originating from three Deities erupted, infiltrating the Celestial Realm.
Ordinary angels who couldn’t escape in time were struck upon contact. Their once radiant and pure white bodies started growing blood and flesh, swiftly transforming into sheets of white paper before being drawn into Doomsday and reduced to Ashes.
Using them as conduits, the contamination began spreading and propagating rapidly.
Even the laws of Throne Angels experienced abnormalities upon contact, displaying grotesque and terrifying signs of pollution.
