My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1729 - 497: Before Me, The Gods Should Remain Humble!_2

Chapter 1729: Chapter 497: Before Me, The Gods Should Remain Humble!_2

"You’re courting death!"

The Elf Queen was enraged, scepter in hand, as the endless natural forces swept forth, enveloping a tremendous pressure, to suppress the Chaotic Spirit God Fiend.

Natural Secret Technique—Heavenly Dome Tree Law!

Even a False King could suppress this Chaotic Spirit God Fiend, let alone herself.

However, facing such a terrifying strike, the Chaotic Spirit God Fiend was not afraid, and said with a smile:

"My dear daughter, do you wish to commit matricide?"

"My mother is the noble Dust Moon Queen, what are you?" Heristasha frowned and rebuked angrily. However, just as her attack was about to land, it was extinguished by the Heavenly Dome Tree Law.

"What!?"

Heristasha was stunned, and subconsciously turned her head to look at her father.

Many speculations emerged in her mind.

Could it be that Father... had an affair?

But the Elf Clan does not mandate monogamy, so there wasn’t any need for this, right?

Or could it be... Father has been bewitched by this created creature?

Yet, as she looked towards her mother the Dust Moon True Queen, she found her remaining silent all the while.

Since her earliest memories, her mother seemed to always be silent and reserved, rarely speaking, forever so lofty and unreachable.

And seldom coming to see her.

Just like a perfect artwork, she couldn’t feel maternal love, and yet she always worshipped that nobility.

But at this moment, this nobility seemed exceptionally...

Silent.

Like... a refined puppet.

Although such thoughts were greatly disrespectful, they only made her more confused.

"What on earth is going on!?"

Her thoughts were chaotic, unable to comprehend what was happening before her, the desire in her heart relentlessly pounding against her mind’s cage, feeling a strong sense of unease.

The Chaotic Spirit God Fiend, feeding on her confusion, chaos, fear, and other negative emotions, said with delight:

"Haven’t you ever wondered why, in the Main World’s long history, True King couples and siblings have not been unheard of, but why is it that only your Elf Race can have co-regency of a nation by dual sovereigns?"

"Is it because you are lazy? Covet pleasure? induldge in revelry? Or is it..."

Before the words were finished, the Heavenly Dome Tree Law swept in, not attacking directly, but the shockwave alone sent it reeling thousands of kilometers away.

"Let’s stop here." The Heavenly Dome Tree King said indifferently, "Even if I uphold the Divine Land single-handedly, I can still kill you."

"No, you won’t," the Chaotic Spirit God Fiend said, smiling, his tone quite certain.

At this moment, the Elf Queen’s thoughts were especially muddled, recalling many things in her mind.

Although the Heavenly Dome Tree King and her mother, the Dust Moon True Queen, were the Main World’s model of love, only Heristasha knew that her father rarely saw her mother.

Moreover, unlike most Pureblood Elves, her father was not indulged in pleasure, nor did he enjoy killing, always just standing alone in silence at the highest point of the Heavenly Dome Tree Crown, gazing at the Moon above, for tens of thousands of years.

And her mother always stayed in the Dust, seldom climbing to the top of the Heavenly Dome Tree.

The two were like a separate invisible Milky Way, perpetually distant from each other.

Therefore, Heristasha seldom felt the affection of her Parents, especially her mother, who was always so lofty and unapproachable, not even willing to give her a hug.

Her childhood was accompanied only by solitude, the silhouette of her father’s back, and the endless Wealth of the Elf Royal Family.

The richest thing she had was treasure, but only that.

As a child, she once asked her father: "Father, why do you seldom visit mother? Is it because you don’t like her?"

That night, the Heavenly Dome Tree King remained silent for a long time, finally giving her an answer: "Sometimes, wanting to see someone isn’t enough to make it happen."

The young Heristasha didn’t understand the meaning behind his words, only feeling that her noble father detested the Beast in the dust and those filthy Half-elves, and that’s why he didn’t want to go there.

So, she detested the dust and the life within it in the same way.

If they all died, perhaps her parents would meet more often.

Therefore, Heristasha even hoped to let them return to dust forever. Although she did not exterminate them personally, she never regulated the hunting of slave teams and the consumption of Beasts.

Becaues it was also a form of survival of the fittest competition.

But as she grew older, she gradually let go of the childish squabbles, got used to the loneliness of sitting on the throne, and began to understand.

Kings are lonely.

Especially the True King, every action could affect the ecosystem of a nation, the intertwining of two Laws might birth terrifying side effects.

King not meeting King, perhaps, was for the best.

But because of her childhood experiences, she also resisted marriage and carnal pleasure, never seeking a spouse, because the only thing that could bring her pleasure was the ever-increasing prosperity of her nation and the growing power in her hands.

Therefore... when she seized the framework of the ancient Demonic Tome, and learned of the power it contained, it showed her a chance for the Elf Race to dominate the Main World, to obtain supreme power.

Especially if a deity were born, then kings... may no longer be noble.

They need not be aloof, might they come together once more?

Especially since Heristasha had a dark thought in her heart: if she could become a god, could she confine her parents by her side forever, to always accompany her?

For the first time in tens of thousands of years, such a strong desire emerged.

Thus, she proposed this suggestion to her father.

The man who was always aloof, for the first time, lowered his gaze, looking at the Demonic Tome in her hands with a very complicated expression.