My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1486 - 427: The Tree on the Other Shore! The Long River of Time Arrives! Summon the Future Self!_2
Chapter 1486: Chapter 427: The Tree on the Other Shore! The Long River of Time Arrives! Summon the Future Self!_2
Creak, creak, creak!
The rare contact between the two caused the terrifying onslaught that swept everything to visibly wither and shatter, transitioning from the physical to the spiritual, then entering a state of silence.
It dissipated in an instant!
"What!?" The Third Finger, who was poised to strike again, hesitated as the mask beneath flickered red.
"All things are impermanent; there is no self in all phenomena, Nirvana is silent, all are thus."
Accompanied by a murmur, the previously gathered radiance dispersed, revealing Mousie in a new form.
The original Mousie, with its feet on the Soul Cloud and wrapped in Blood-red Ribbons like the Thousand-faced Touch, and a miniature version of the Thousand-faced Soul Tree floating behind its head, appeared dark and mysterious, the very image of a villain.
However, at this moment, the originally eerie and dark Thousand-faced Soul Tree had fused with the golden Tushita Wisdom Tree, growing behind it, presenting a scene half radiant, in the Buddhist Realm, and half dark, in the Netherworld.
It did not grow in the physical world but ...
It planted in the wishes of sentient beings!
On the lush tree crown above dangled countless figures of hamsters, some sitting in meditation, others lying sideways, some with closed eyes, some chanting sutras... Thousands of hamsters, displaying different postures.
Beneath this Thousand Buddha Hamster Tree, Mousie’s body expanded several times, its originally yellowish fur turned a faint gold, dotted with myriad radiance, the top of its head with a meat bun hairstyle, its eyes reflecting the Thousand Spoke Wheel appearance, holding the Sword of Great Wisdom, the deep black pupils revealing one of the thirty-two marks, the "Swastika."
A halo appeared behind its head, illuminating all things!
The White Rain, which eroded everything, began to melt into a continuous fine rain upon nearing it, falling onto its body.
The anxious and panicky emotions in Mousie’s eyes swept away, replaced by stability and serenity; around its neck hung eight radiant, slowly rotating prayer beads.
It sat like an ancient World Honored One on the clouds, expounding sutras to the sentient beings.
Although its appearance hadn’t changed much, it involuntarily made one feel the sacredness of Mousie’s presence!
"I can’t believe how dashing this Mousie has become!" Gary Smith couldn’t help but exclaim.
A serious Mousie was indeed cool.
If it were the usual Mousie, it would probably have started showing off already, but now, it understood many things.
Eggy’s scheming... Red Rabbit’s wicked taste... Paper Knight’s reticence... the Capitalist Rats’ plots...
Beneath the expanding wisdom, everything appeared exceptionally clear, and no traces could escape its eyes.
The Mousie, who thought itself clever, was actually the silliest of all.
"But sometimes, being a fool isn’t so bad!"
Thoughts flowed in its mind, the corners of its mouth slightly raised, sealing away these trivial memories, and then it looked up at the Third Finger, slowly opening its mouth to say,
"Seeing the World Honored One, why not bow?"
The moment their gazes met, all Third Fingers felt a chill down their spines as if all their secrets were seen through.
"Are you an Unconventional Item of the wisdom type? But no matter your clever calculations, you will be crushed by absolute strength!"
The many projections of the Third Finger didn’t hesitate, immediately forming the mudra, ready to summon the Heavenly Aspects mask again.
Mousie, watching the Rain Master and Wind Earl masks condense, said flatly,
"To pull causes to make effects, to condense other powerful existences from the paths of rules into masks, what an interesting ability, but alas..."
"The Mousie of now is not the Mousie of yesterday!"
As it spoke, branches spread out from the Divine Tree behind it, interweaving into a dazzling Wooden Fish.
A gold version of the Wooden Fish of the Soul!
Then...
The Sword of Great Wisdom in Mousie’s hand descended upon it, emitting a deep and ancient sound, creating ripples that swept across the Three Aspects World.
"Soul Shock, it’s ineffective on me!"
The Third Finger, upon seeing this scene, appeared indifferent, not taking it to heart. Just as she controlled the Heavenly Aspects mask to act, the ripple reached and touched her body.
Buzz!
Originally prepared to use Causality Transfer, the moment of contact made all the Third Finger’s bodies stiffen, freezing in place, the "Ж" mask beneath flickering red light, trembling together with their bodies.
Their souls indeed were unaffected, for what vibrated were...
the invisible, intangible threads of causality connecting them!
Even the Third Finger could not understand,
why...
how this peculiar weak Pet Beast could influence the Power of Causality!
"In this world, there are no coincidences, only the inevitable under the trajectories of heaven; the cycle of causality is unceasing."
Mousie said indifferently, the Spirit Corrosion state of the Tushita Wisdom Tree allowed all its non-[Transcendence into Saint] skills to be elevated to a higher level.
Though brief, reaching the peak valley also brought forth corresponding special effects!
The Wooden Fish of the Soul was just perfect at 90%, and reaching the Peak spawned a special effect—Tracing the Source!
It could trace the origin of any locked target!
Cause leads to consequence; finding the original cause allowed it to be resolved!
You can diversify indefinitely, and I can also create a memetic pollution, polluting the source!
Thump!
Before the Third Finger could react, Mousie struck the Wooden Fish again!
Bang, bang, bang!
A large number of the Third Finger instantly burst open, turning into clusters of white mist, instantly clearing a large area of the Empty Land!
And the densely packed threads of causality began to sway ever more severely, starting to buckle under the strain.
