My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1825 - 527: Create the Prototype of the 1000-Hand Demon God! Confront the Pure White God!

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Chapter 1825: Chapter 527: Create the Prototype of the 1000-Hand Demon God! Confront the Pure White God!

"No wonder it’s called the Final Banquet, I do feel incredibly hungry..."

Gary Smith whispered, feeling an endless hunger surge like crashing waves, constantly assaulting his mind and reason.

Once all the Ten Thousand Heavenly Realms have been consumed, Doomsday will naturally come!

Whether it be humans, the world, or deities, they are all just food at this banquet, mere distinctions between the appetizer, main course, and dessert.

This was also the first time after Eggy’s evolution into a juvenile Doomsday Dragon God that Gary Smith used the armed form of the Final Banquet’s authority.

Indeed, it’s not an ability, not a mythical level skill, but...

Authority!

The true power of a deity level!

The first course, a Seraph Chief...

Seraph of Love—Mikael!

At this moment,

The Foolish Minstrels started playing a chaotic, ignorant, ancient melody, resonating through time, echoing in the Celestial Realm.

"This is..."

Countless angels couldn’t react in time, their wisdom diminished, falling into an ignorant, bewildered state.

The so-called guardians of the Celestial Realm... lost their meaning, as they couldn’t even comprehend.

They couldn’t understand the meaning of their own existence.

In an instant, they were smeared by the Blood Erosion Swarm, turned into prey, their life force drained, leaving only angel skin floating away.

Or they were crushed by the massive origami of daytime history, with pure white radiant blood scattering, twisting the light and shadows.

As the Reincarnation Worm Swarm swept through, the angels’ blood, flesh, corpses, and even souls entered the cycle of reincarnation, never to be reborn.

"Banquet... let it begin!"

Gary Smith whispered softly, his form unchanged, but his shadow, intertwined with the endless power of the Final Banquet, transformed into a terrifying black gold wicked dragon burning with doomsday flames.

Boom!

Three heads with ten horns, breathing an infinite doomsday dragon’s breath, countless doomsday spikes grew on its body, hideously terrifying, opening an almost infinite giant mouth, dripping black dragon’s saliva.

Sizzle!

The mysterious and bizarre Final Banquet began!

Bizarre figures stretched infinitely, surrounding by endless doomsday aura, as both soul and the world began to move toward destruction.

This legion of world-destroying shadows became the Dragon God’s most loyal servants, starting to clean the plates, preparing to...

Share the divinity!

The Seraph of Love Mikael struggled frantically, but was suppressed by the Mortal World and pierced by the Gun of Old Heaven, powerless against the Final Banquet’s might.

As for the only hope, the law was also suppressed along with the mountain-like Chaos Egg and the [King’s Court—Hall of Truth].

Soon, Mikael’s body, which contained divinity, was continuously declining, the pure and beautiful feathers began to stain with filth, as if entering the five degenerations of heavenly beings, with divinity and the power of the Final Banquet intertwining, starting an unknown transformation.

But it was not destruction, instead, the banquet was continuously drawing from his fear and anger, as if an excellent chef making the ingredients more delicious.

When the flavor reached its peak,

Mikael’s body appeared full of holes, silently consumed by these twisted figures, the scene extraordinarily eerie.

"Ahhh!"

Mikael was in utter despair.

As the Left Hand of God, he was going to...

He was going to be eaten!

"Is this what they call... the Final Banquet? Indeed, a banquet that ends everything!"

The Toad’s son saw this scene, his infinitely elongated thoughts flashed by, feeling an overwhelming cold, eyes filled with fear.

It was as if witnessing that once this banquet began, the Ten Thousand Heavenly Realms would move toward extinction.

Once the master of the banquet finished his meal, everything would meet eternal extinction!

As an ancient demigod, although simple-minded, he knew quite a lot of inside information, immediately recalling that God of the End who was replaced by the Mother of Twilight.

Could it be that He has returned?

No wonder his Mother found such a formidable collaborator, even joining this banquet of the world’s end together.

It’s a sure thing now!

"Hiss!"

The Eternal Dark Feathered Snake upon seeing this scene, attacked more frantically, preventing the Angel of Virtue Raphael, the Angel of Dominion Uriel, and the Angel of Power Gabriel from having any chance to support.

Thomas Brown and Myriad Seals Martial God looked shocked, unable to understand...

Is Gary Smith a pawn of the Great Existence?

Or is he the Great Existence himself?

Directly devouring a Seraph Chief, it’s too astonishing.

Or perhaps, he has the grace of a higher dimension power?

"He is on the side of the Human Clan now, that’s enough." Thomas Brown stated, holding absolute trust in Gary Smith.

However, not everyone is a monster like Gary Smith, the False King trying to defeat the True King, even under Mortal World suppression, is extremely difficult.

Therefore, Thomas Brown’s skull continuously glowed, emanating myriad radiant streams, intertwining in the Void, forming eighteen pairs of sacred Wings of Light, with a giant light sphere in their center, exuding vast pressure.

Where the radiance reached, wisdom shined!

And in the center of the light sphere, a faint angel’s shadow, imposing vast pressure, already surpassing the limit of the Pseudo-King Rank, though still a considerable distance from the True King.

"To think, one day we could return to the Celestial Realm, old Thomas, you indeed picked someone remarkable this time."

Thomas Brown’s Pet Beasts spoke, carrying remembrance in his words, naturally...

The once Angel of Wisdom!

"Cherub!" Inherited Angel Sasos’ gaze was solemn.

Unexpectedly, this former traitor, actually lived a second life.

And he was called the Right Hand of God.

The right hand holds a far higher position than the left!

Especially this one, already stepping into the demigod domain, just slid in rank due to betraying God, otherwise had hope to become a vassal deity of the Pure White God.

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