My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 428 - 164: The King of Curses, Beast of Heavenly Disaster! Seeking Emptiness By Subtraction! (Requesting Monthly Tickets) _2

Chapter 428: Chapter 164: The King of Curses, Beast of Heavenly Disaster! Seeking Emptiness By Subtraction! (Requesting Monthly Tickets) _2

Gary Smith pondered in his heart, forced to guess some information without worrying about being sealed.

After all, if he couldn’t get out, he would retreat back to the Primordial Spirit Sea, and return to the real world.

What’s more, although the seal was strong, it wasn’t a problem for him who possessed the [Eyes of Truth]; he could dig through it from its weak points.

Thinking about this, Gary Smith couldn’t help but sigh: "Other people go dragon hunting and treasure digging in tombs, but now I’m playing a survival game. I want to keep digging out of this tiny graveyard..."

The Little Spider next to him manipulated a large amount of spider silk to form a spade, continuously hitting it, making a "ding, ding, ding" sound. After filling the basket with broken stones and mud, it slid out on the spider silk track and piled everything up in a corner.

While Little Spider was busy, it heard its master’s sigh and said concernedly:

"Ying Ying!"

Please rest, Master, and leave everything to me!

(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)

At the same time, Mousie was shocked by the hard work, and suddenly reacted to everything!

Spider Sister was already worried for geigei (a nickname for him), but she was still desperately digging on her own and acting like a mole!

It was clear who was more caring!

Big Sister’s method was indeed clever!

"It’s okay, it’s only natural for everyone to work together!"

Gary Smith shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, and started digging with a pickaxe in order to get out earlier.

Because the seal was sensitive to spirit energy, he had to rely on his physical strength to work. Otherwise, the suppression of the graveyard would be easily triggered, further strengthening the seal.

"However, at this rate, it will take at least another day and a half to two days to dig out..."

Gary Smith looked at the spirit lamp in the Spiritual Puzzle, which was burning much slower. One hour in the Spiritual Sea was equal to four hours in the Main World, and as they went deeper into the Mother River, the flow of time would gradually even out.

According to the burning speed at present, he could stay in the Small World for about two more days. He didn’t need to worry about time passing too quickly.

As an Outer World Demon, he found himself working overtime in a construction project!

This profession had potential across all realms!

As Gary Smith was hard at work digging, he didn’t notice the Taboo Curse Mark in his soul quietly flourishing. However, it was quickly suppressed again by the [Protector of Destiny].

One and a half days later, a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared above the graveyard!

A large number of figures wearing black robes embossed with a blood-red "I" entered this valley. Leading them was a man with long black hair and a handsome, feminine face. He looked at the wilderness and sighed:

"Being one of the Curse Deity Generals second only to the King of Curses, the human hero known as [Catastrophic Beast], who was once high and mighty, has been buried under a piece of wasteland overgrown with wild grass without even a tombstone. Don’t you find this very pitiful..."

As he spoke, he had his subordinates herd a group of people towards him. Among them were men and women. The one leading them was an old man with white hair and a white beard, whose fingers trembled with agitation as he looked at the long-haired man and shouted:

"Benjamin Harris, by leading the Negative Monarch Society to such slaughter and imprisonment of the descendants of the Curse Deity Generals, you will surely be wanted by the Kingdom and the White Orthodox Church. Destruction is your only end!"

"Wanted? Destroyed?"

The long-haired man murmured softly then shook his head and smiled:

"What’s the use of the Kingdom? What about the White Orthodox Church? They are all just failed losers who have strayed from the right path.

Nothing in this world lasts forever. If I meet my death because of this, it just shows that I wasn’t strong enough. It’s a good time to get rid of the burden of life, to welcome the Great Lock of egoless emptiness, to bind my fate, to bear the strongest curse, and to become the first King of Curses achieved by human beings. Hahaha..."

With his maniacal laugh, a surge of energy stirred, lifting his monk’s robe, revealing a horrifying sight.

His abdomen appeared to have been gnawed at, leaving a huge bloody hole where only the kidneys remained. The rest of his internal organs were nowhere to be seen.

The flowing black liquid inside his abdomen glimmered with white shapes, spreading a terrifying aura.

The sight made everyone tremble with fear and their faces turned pale with horror.

"Madman, you’re an absolute madman!"

The white-haired old man was shaking all over, shocked and angry, and said:

"What on earth are you trying to do?"

Facing his question, Benjamin Harris was not angry. He smiled and said,

"Do you remember how many years this world has been eroded by the Dark Tide?"

The white-haired old man frowned, "Since the Black Moon anomaly, the Dark Tide has been in existence for 253 years. These are common knowledge. What are you trying to say?"

"I am surprised that you know it has been more than two hundred years. Since that black moon rose and caused time to churn up the Dark Tide, everything has changed.

Beasts bearing the power of curses stepped out of the Dark Tide, crushing human pride in steam machinery and hot weapons, making humans fall from the top of the food chain and become blood food again. It made them experience the long-forgotten fear of being dominated by beasts.

At that time, survival was a luxury!

I must say, humans are indeed resilient life forms. Even when they were on the brink of complete extinction, they relied on their wisdom and learned the rules of the Cursed Beasts, created the Extraordinary Curse Binding System, bore the Cursed Beasts at the expense of their own flesh and organs to become the glorious Curse Binders. They even created today’s Spell Technology Civilization. Unfortunately..."

Benjamin Harris slowly narrated, recounting the history of the world, his expression suddenly changed, and he said coldly: