My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 34 - 32 Night King (Seeking Reading, Recommendation)
Chapter 34 -32: Night King (Seeking Reading, Recommendation)
Chapter 34 -32: Night King (Seeking Reading, Recommendation)
“Who’s speaking?”
The little boy blurted out.
Before he could react, he was suddenly bounced back by a force, his body rolling on the ground, which allowed him to narrowly dodge the whip of the sandstone snake’s tail.
The snake’s tail swept across, leaving a shallow trace on the ground.
Upon seeing this, the two followers breathed a sigh of relief and continued to persuade:
“Boss, just let it go.
A little lesson is enough.
Let’s go find some other fun!”
However, the shaggy-haired boy’s eyes were red.
He, feeling greatly insulted that his proud pet beast couldn’t beat this pauper, roared:
“Sandstone Snake, use Stone Cone, I don’t believe he will be so lucky every time!”
“Hiss!”
The sandstone snake gathered earth elements, transformed them into two fist-sized sharp stone cones, and threw them out, but they were “accidentally” dodged once again.
“This is…”
The frail little boy also felt something strange, as if an invisible force was pushing him to dodge attacks.
As if he had realized something, he exclaimed:
“Is it Under the Divine Crown?”
However, the voice only repeated:
“Do you want to understand the meaning of life?”
“Under the Divine Crown, I should say I want to, but I don’t really understand what it means to understand the meaning of life, what changes it would bring, but my mother taught me that under premises of capability, walk more roads, help more people, shield the weak from wind and rain and most importantly, let your family live a good life.
This may be the meaning of my life…”
The little boy, holding the Wind Spirit Cat, was continuously drawn by a mysterious force to dodge attacks, creating a somewhat comedic scenario.
After pondering for a moment, he gave a simple but sincere answer.
The mysterious voice did not sound again, seeming to disappear in disappointment, not receiving a satisfying answer.
“Hiss!”
The sandstone snake, due to its anger, forced the little boy into a corner of the alley, spouting out a massive amount of yellow sand, a whirlwind of rocks preparing to launch a lethal strike.
“It seems I’m really a lousy person, even the gods can’t look down on me.”
The little boy gave a bitter smile, looking at the oncoming stone cone.
With no room to retreat, he didn’t regret his answer and didn’t want to hand over the Wind Spirit Cat.
He wanted to protect others!
At the moment he closed his eyes and braced himself for serious injuries, the voice rang out again:
“As you wish!”
In the sky, a Fog Crow flew by, dropping a large amount of invisible Spirit Puppet Thread, quietly jabbing into the limbs of the little boy.
Like a puppeteer picking up his marionette, ready to begin a grand performance.
This time, the stage is the human world!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The sharp stones penetrated the wall, kicking up a sandstorm in an instant, blurring the line of sight.
“We’re done for!”
The two followers closed their eyes, shivering with fear, afraid to see a blood-streaked figure.
“You now know the consequences of offending me.”
The broken-haired boy laughed heartily, completely failing to recognize the gravity of the situation.
Yet the moment he was ready to turn around, his pupils reflected a frail silhouette staring at them coldly, his initially small fist gradually growing larger in their vision, up close!
BANG!
The little boy delivered a friendly punch that sent the broken-haired boy flying and sliding on the ground before fainting.
“Hiss!”
The sandstone snake next to him became enraged when it saw this.
It spit out sand at the opposite side.
The little boy, however, rolled away from the attack.
When he stood up, he was holding a fine bamboo stick in his hand, a “stick” weapon favored by children.
“Great Black Sky Sword Dance Second Style — Residual Moon Falling Shadow!”
Manipulated by the hidden puppet master, the little boy became the incarnation of a master swordsman, his form nimble, using the stick as a sword, a vague shadow of a black waning moon appearing behind him, as if it was about to swallow everything, the contained Grand Black Sky Sword Technique spreading out, letting the sandstone snake fall into eternal darkness.
The boy suddenly thrusted the stick in his hand upwards, hitting the underside of the jaw of the sandstone snake which was readying to spit sand.
The pain made it swallow the sand it was about to spit out, almost choking to death.
The offensive didn’t stop there, the long stick slashed like a falling moon, striking the earth, bringing a howling wind, powerfully striking the snake’s vitals, shattering its scales, leaving only blood and flesh.
“Hiss——”
The sandstone snake, hit at its weak point, stared with wide eyes, its body falling stiffly to lay next to its unconscious caretaker.
This scene, happening in the blink of an eye, was witnessed by the two followers who had just opened their eyes.
The guy in front of them, with just a mortal body, actually defeated a powerful pet beast?
How is this possible?
How can a weak human beat a super creature!
But a pinch on their own flesh made them realize that what they were seeing was not a dream.
Remembering how they had previously bullied this little ghost, they couldn’t help but tremble in fear of retaliation.
“AAAAHH…
Help…”
The two of them, terrified, scrambled out of the alley.
As for the “boss” who was still lying unconscious on the ground, they simply abandoned him!
The little boy quietly watched this scene unfold.
Like a swordsman on stage, he was aloof and proud.
Still, as the invisible strings disappeared from his body, a grand performance ended.
The puppet strings retreated,
And the hero was about to return to life.
With his limbs suddenly going sore from overexertion and the muscle pain making him stagger, he fell onto one knee.
Looking at the weak Wind Spirit Cat in his arms, despite being on the brink of exhaustion, his face still bore a bright smile:
“Thanks to the help of the divine, we are all safe!”
“Meow!
(◍´꒳`◍)”
The Wind Spirit Cat stuck out its thorn-laden tongue, gently licking the little boy’s dirty face as a show of closeness and gratitude, making the little boy break into laughter:
“Haha, stop licking, it’s ticklish…”
The Fog Crow that Gary Smith was controlling watched this scene, preparing to leave, but the voice of the little boy came from behind:
“Are you an incarnation of a god?”
The Fog Crow stopped, turned its head and saw the little boy standing timidly, looking firmly at the black crow.
He scratched his head shyly and said:
“The appearance of the Divine was after your descent.
I had some suspicions before, but now I am truly certain.
I am really grateful for your help.
If I were injured, my mother would have to work hard to earn money again.
I don’t want her to be tired anymore, thank you very much!”
Saying this, the little boy bowed in thanks, and sincerely said:
“Thank you, Night King’s Crown, I will definitely repay you in the future!”
The little boy had just sensed a bit of the sword’s intent when he was manipulated as a puppet using the Grand Black Sky Sword Technique.
It was as if he saw the eternal silence of the night god, who embraces everything.
Master of the Great Dark Skies!
It is the King of the Dark Night!
Thud!
The Fog Crow heard this adolescent name and almost fell, it flapped its wings and flew away, disappearing into the sky.
“Night King…”
The little boy muttered repeatedly, his gaze serious, as if trying to engrave this name into his heart.
Then he crouched down and said to the three-legged Wind Spirit Cat:
“My name is Arthur Frostion, I have a mother who loves me, my family may not be well-off, but may I ask, do you want to become part of my family?”
“Meow!”
The Wind Spirit Cat held out its little paw, without hesitation, it placed on Arthur Frostion’s hand.
“Haha, I will call you Kung Fu then, after all, it’s the Kung Fu of a three-legged cat!”
“Meow?” The cat questioned in confusion.
The boy and the cat left the alley together…
The Fog Crow in the sky dissipated the obscuring water vapor from its body, and flew back into Gary Smith’s room.
It disintegrated into countless transparent threads, which were taken back by Little Spider. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
“This cat, rather unexpected…”
Gary Smith watched the boy’s retreating figure thoughtfully.
During the experiment of controlling the puppet, he originally intended to use the spider silk to block the stone cone attack.
However, the three-legged cat’s eyes lit up, causing Arthur Frostion’s speed to skyrocket and perfectly dodge the attack.
It was then followed by the subsequent scene.
“This cat, it seems to be not an acquired injury that lost a leg, but congenital, in other words, a mutant individual.”
In the extraordinary species, due to the large number of spiritual powers converging and colliding, there will always be some mutant individuals.
Similar to gene mutations in reality, but born under extraordinary powers, they are commonly referred to as mutants.
The direction of mutation has its good and bad aspects.
Some change color, some bodily changes, and some have changes in racial skills.
The racial skill of the Wind Spirit Cat, Wind Action, should let oneself go with the wind, accelerating itself, an intermediate skill.
However, this three-legged cat can give others a light-body buff, causing Arthur Frostion’s body weight to halve, thus gaining unparalleled agility.
Such an effect is at least a high-level skill.
Compared with same species, this three-legged cat is like a low-end assassin promoted to a noble mage.
Unlimited potential in the future!
“Harboring dreams, sheltering the weak, we must not let them be mired in thorns.”
Gary Smith smiled faintly, he was not a saint, but he admired these idealistic people.
Since he wanted to help, he should do it.
This is his life attitude.
He doesn’t want to see more trouble in person, this is his idea.
Just that this title of Night King, although a little young, it’s quite interesting.
Especially the word “Night” in Chinese, it looks a lot like an eye.
And he possesses the Eye of Truth.
“This kid seems to have grasped a bit of the Grand Black Sky Sword Technique, although it’s just a seed, it’s as if he has received the inheritance from the Nun of Heaven, with endless possibilities.
I wonder if he will become an average person, or a legend in the future…”
It truly felt like the mastermind behind the scenes manipulating other people’s destinities.
“After watching the drama for so long, I’m a bit hungry!”
Gary Smith stretched out lazily, preparing to go downstairs for a meal, and suddenly remembered that he was still owing the Student Council President a meal.
It could be solved together.
A penny saved is a penny earned.
So, taking out his mobile phone, he found his conversation contact list.
[Dusk Raven: Club President, shall we have breakfast together?]
A reply came quickly.
[Club President: Okay]
Gary Smith was also preparing to wash up, girls should be more dawdling, and lived slightly farther away, it should take twenty or thirty minutes.
Fortunately, the Soup Dumplings shop downstairs operates until ten o’clock, all made to order, it will not affect the taste.
But less than ten seconds later, a message came again.
[Club President: I’m downstairs at your place]
Gary Smith: ???
