My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 378 - 151: The Disciple who fools all beings! Mouse God’s Highlight Moment (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

Chapter 378: Chapter 151: The Disciple who fools all beings! Mouse God’s Highlight Moment (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

He was impatient!

Normally, anyone’s first reaction to danger should be self-preservation. However, the bald man who questioned him had angrily struck out.

His actions were completely different from the indifferent demeanor he’d displayed before, almost too coordinated!

It’s hard not to let one’s mind wander about the nature of their relationship?

While it’s true that he might have just been intervening because he saw an injustice, the seed of doubt had been planted. Most people decided to wait and see.

"I will kill you!"

Seeing his sworn enemy about to enter the Secret Realm and leave freely, Joseph Banner, who was rapidly losing his life force, had now completely lost his mind. He mustered his last strength to give his pet beast, the Chasing Light Knight, an order.

This was a humanoid Pet Beast. It looked like a knight in golden sun-patterned heavy armor. It lacked human blood and flesh; there was only holy light coming through the gaps in its armor. It stood at a staggering height of three meters, wielding a giant sword, and radiated a powerful aura.

Bang!

Upon hearing its master’s command, its soul began to burn and transformed into abundant spirit energy to counter the severe damage caused by the BeastMaster’s impending death. The holy light shone brightly and turned into a light pillar shooting into the sky. The monster swung its giant sword, transforming it into a huge light blade.

Secret Technique — Judgement Light Blade!

Bang!

Accompanied by a booming sound, the Judgement Light Blade hit the Door Disciple and exploded instantly, resulting in a shockwave that swept across the area, stirring up a wild gust of wind and dust.

Just when everyone thought that even if the Door Disciple wasn’t killed, he would definitely be severely injured, the dust settled and hundreds of circular moon shields appeared around him. Despite being riddled with countless cracks, they did not shatter, successfully blocking the attack.

Anyone who could enter the Secret Realm should have undergone Spiritual Metamorphosis.

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What kind of monster is this?

The Door Disciple never turned back; he calmly stepped into the Secret Realm and was swallowed up by the miasma.

"How is this possible!?"

At this scene, Joseph Banner let out a disgruntled roar, rapidly losing the last of his life force, he collapsed.

His Chasing Light Knight also suffered severe damage due to the death of its BeastMaster, and combined with the burning of its soul earlier, it kneeled down and turned into a point of light before disappearing.

Despite their powerful strength, they perished because their BeastMaster was ambushed.

Before reaching the Morning Star Level, although a BeastMaster has a physical body far superior than ordinary people, they’re still a step away from transforming entirely.

But that step is what often determines life or death!

"Let’s go!"

The bald man and the elderly woman exchanged glances, and while others were not paying attention, they directly rushed into the Secret Realm.

"These guys were indeed in on it!"

Philip Morgan was also taken aback, he hadn’t expected that the seemingly honorable Joseph Banner was one of the masterminds behind the scenes, staging a drama and fooling everyone present.

However, he didn’t expect to encounter a more mysterious and deceitful "Door Disciple" and put his heart out for him.

’In this case, there’s no chance for cooperation... Was this also part of the Door Disciple’s calculations...’

Philip Morgan looked at the wary crowd, knowing that trust had been completely shattered.

After all, the Door Disciple’s ability to change was comparable to the rumored Faceless Brotherhood, and it made people doubt if there were others disguised among them.

This power could no longer gather again.

As expected, the remaining people also chose their own partners or acted alone. No one suggested grouping together anymore. After taking the prepared Magic Potion that counteracts the miasma, they entered the Corrupted Nest one by one.

"It’s time to go!"

Philip Morgan wasn’t planning on falling behind, and commanded his Golden Armored Baboon to charge in. He didn’t notice Bob Chandler, who was standing behind him, deep in his thoughts, recalling the scene when the Door Disciple appeared. Only one thought remained in his mind:

"The Disciple, is simply..."

"Too elegant!"

...............

On the other side, the Door Disciple...or should I say Gary Smith, rushed into the Corrupted Nest. After running a considerable distance in a random direction and changing his appearance several times to ensure no one had followed, he finally sighed in relief.

He looked at Mousie, which had collapsed and was twitching in his pocket, its fur dull, and said:

"You’ve worked hard."

If you want to show off in front of people, you have to suffer behind the scenes.

Mousie’s strength had improved, but it hadn’t yet reached the Gold Level. Only by exhausting all its mental strength and hundreds of thoughts — along with chewing a whole piece of Life Honey for stamina — was it able to use the Thousand Faces Shield to block this desperate secret technique.

The gap in strength between the Golden Peak and the Spiritual Metamorphosis was too great.

Unless two Pet Beasts teamed up, they could only suppress one who had undergone Spiritual Metamorphosis.

Despite the fact that Mousie was now completely exhausted and couldn’t withstand a second attack, what it had achieved as a Silver Peak had been enough to shake the entire Alliance.

It was truly deserving of the future Mouse God!

"No ...thanks..."

Mousie mechanically muttered, now entering Sage Rat mode. He felt as if all was empty, completely drained.

"Ying!"

Little Spider looked worriedly at Mousie and passed it the second piece of Life Honey. After Mousie finished eating it, its strength gradually recovered, but it still seemed mentally numb.

It started to recall Serena’s thoughts, gradually filling in the mental blanks. Its eyes quickly regained their clarity.

"Mousie’s revived!"

Mousie suddenly stood up, panting. It was a close call.

It almost thought it was going to become a monk hamster. The feeling of being drained of thoughts was too uncomfortable.

It must save up more thoughts next time!

It would use this as an excuse to get the Cultivator to massage him — it was for work after all!

Righteous and unyielding!

Cultivator, you don’t want Mousie to be unable to block an attack, do you...

"Hehehe..."

With this thought in mind, Mousie’s thoughts began to explode in his brain. The clear eyes turned cloudy, and its fur started to glow. It subconsciously wiped its mouth with its little paw.

The Little Spider fondly watched it, making a comb out of its spider silk and neatening its messy fur.

Gary watched this harmonious scene and nodded slightly, but what made him happier was having dealt with one asshole who calculated against him.

Did he really think he couldn’t see through his disguise?

As early as when he showed malicious intent at the trade conference, Mousie had recorded his soul aura.

Dare to calculate against him,

Don’t they know that Gary Smith always takes his revenge immediately?