My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 69 - 65 The Tentacle Fell Off......(Seeking votes for recommendation, monthly tickets!)

Chapter 69 -65: The Tentacle Fell Off……(Seeking votes for recommendation, monthly tickets!)

Chapter 69 -65: The Tentacle Fell Off……(Seeking votes for recommendation, monthly tickets!)

“I had meticulously planned everything from the start…”

With half of his body still shrouded in darkness, Gary Smith sighed deeply, frightening some people and causing them to back off even further.

He glanced at the scene, a tic pulling at the corner of his mouth, pondering where he had gone wrong.

Since it was his first time visiting the Black Market, he wasn’t familiar with the process.

He decided to merge in with the crowd, trailing silently behind them until he saw the ghost fire lanterns.

After some observation, he deduced these were some sort of a Strong Identifier, through which, only strong individuals of gold or higher could pass.

A lightbulb went off in Gary Smith’s head.

He was not a Gold Level Beast Tamer, nor could he summon a beast of a Leadership Stage.

But…

He had Mousie!

The first time Gary Smith saw Shadow Rat was when he was shuddered by its Shadow Mimicry, mistakenly thinking that it was a monstrous creature equivalent to the Overlord Level.

If it wasn’t for the Eye of Truth, allowing him to see through all things, he nearly would’ve been duped.

Then, he found the Black Rat behind the scenes and ended up having to take care of it for life.

He wasn’t sure whether he had gained or lost in this endeavor.

However, most people don’t possess the Eye of Truth, and wouldn’t be able to see through Mousie’s Shadow Mimicry.

The blood of Demonic God’s Beloved its devoured made it immune to Divinations and detective spells of Morning Star Tier and below.

So, it was essentially an emotionless signal blocker and a special effects machine.

To beings of Morning Star Tier or below, this would be a Dimensional Strike!

Since there was no need to fight inside, and it was his own disguise, it was completely harmless to pretend to be a mysterious powerhouse.

He could cut the queue and take the VIP express lane.

Plus, he would be revered by others, largely reducing the probability of encountering trouble; maybe it could even help him haggle…

Most importantly, a few days ago, he monopolized some resources from the Soul-Devouring Demon Cloud.

The demon had hidden in the deserted district west of the city and usually wouldn’t leave.

Still, the Taboo Curse Mark on his body, while it usually attracted monsters to farm materials, could act up at critical moments.

In the off chance that it suddenly emitted a strong scent and drifted to the west, it could allure the Demon Cloud.

Never mind whether the Black Market would be razed to the ground.

Given the degree of resentment he had provoked before, it wouldn’t be enough for his body to be mashed to pieces.

The most likely final result would be his soul being extracted and tormented for countless years.

“Thinking about it sends shivers down my spine.

They are just a few small jellyfish.

Rounded off, it’s only one hand.

At worst, I will compensate you…

ten lollipops!”

Despite saying this, Gary Smith decisively chose to have Mousie shield his scent.

Then he hopped into a nearby grove to avoid anyone with the same detection talent.

This time, he chose to hide those mimicking shadows under the yellow robe, so he didn’t need to worry about being seen through.

Thus, he could perfectly infiltrate the Black Market, even join some fancy parties for the Gold Rank Beast Tamers, gather some information, and find some treasures he needed.

But despite all his beautiful imaginations,

Realities are often harsh!

He overlooked one crucial detail.

It was that, besides the escape skill of Shadow Leap reaching Mastery Level, Mousie’s other skills were extremely low-level…

Among them, the high-level skill “Shadow Mimicry” barely reached 80% of the Entry-level.

In short, it had very poor control over the Doppelganger.

The effect it had earlier was simply due to the power of the skill itself!

So after using Shadow Mimicry, although Mousie tried to shrink as much as possible, several tendrils of shadow still coiled around his body, turning his originally oversized robe into a bloated one.

He’s transformed from a skinny dog into a fat tiger!

You’re scared of the dark fine, but how could you train your lifesaving skill [Shadow Mimicry] so poorly?

It’s truly a miracle that you, a chubby house mouse, are still alive!

Gary Smith couldn’t help but ridicule inside, but he consoled himself that the change in his body shape would make it easier to hide his identity.

However, he just took one step forward.

And then the Ghost Fire Lanterns exploded in fear!

The reason why they could serve as detectors was that they had much keener senses than humans or even ordinary demons.

That’s an advantage, but it can also be a fatal flaw.

To Gary Smith and ordinary people, Shadow Mimicry was nothing more than the dark tentacles of a powerful creature.

However, in the perception of the Ghost Fire Lanterns, they sensed a residue inside Mousie, which had survived countless ages without decaying and contained the twisted and chaotic essence of the Evil God’s Kindred.

A grand demon wriggling in the dark, swallowing countless beings, was approaching!

They felt like a group of lambs staring at an approaching wolf, or a player seeing a player with a notorious reputation in the game.

It was a miracle they did not go mad, let alone endure!

Hence, the previous scene!

Outside the Black Market,

“Eek!”

As Gary Smith revealed himself, the evolved form of Ghost Fire Lanterns, the Soul Lanterns, naturally sensed that eerie and inexplicable aura and trembled in fear!

“Even the Soul Lantern is afraid?”

Leo Thompson sensed the fear in his beast, and what scared him even more was that even though he had activated his Sect’s secret probing spell: [Fire Eye], which could easily penetrate equal level spirit energy and see the shape of soul fire.

However, when he looked at the mysterious yellow robed masked man in front of him, all he could see was darkness, whether it was his aura or the fire of his soul.

Everything was absent.

It was as if he was not looking at a man,

but chilling, dark, ancient shadow!

Unable to see through, even hiding his soul fire!

Could it be a Morning Star Tier?

Thinking of this, Leo Thompson looked serious.

The Morning Star Tier Beast Masters were in short supply in Abyss City recently.

In order to obtain stable resources, the Cult of Evil God members had been behaving, so only a few persons in charge were assigned.

But even if those persons in charge join forces, they couldn’t possibly resist a mysterious Star Dominator!

He could only hope that it wasn’t a top powerhouse from the dark side!

The rest of the people observing Leo Thompson also became tense, even a powerhouse of the Beast King System who had undergone Spiritual Metamorphosis would be wary of such an opponent…

Many of the smart people in the crowd had already started looking around to figure out the best escape route in case of a fight.

“If this continues, a fight might break out, and it would be really unfortunate if I was blasted into a sieve…”

Watching the increasingly tense atmosphere, Gary Smith felt like he was sitting on a tinderbox, ready to explode.

All of this was because Mousie was too weak.

“I must explain.

I can’t let them misinterpret that I’m a dark side Beast Master, otherwise, it would be really bad if they all attack me.

Unless I reveal my identity but, that would mean big trouble for me… this time, when I return, I have to train Mousie rigorously…”

Gary Smith thought that with his sweet talk, he could easily defuse the misunderstanding.

However, Mousie, hidden under the cloak and still busy manipulating the Dark Tentacles, suddenly felt a strong hostility from behind and couldn’t help but shiver.

As a result, a shadowy tendril trembled and fell out from under the yellow robe.

The scene immediately fell into a deathly silence…