Morning dusk crow

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking.
In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers.
The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power.
After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food".
Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time.
The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods.
His style of beast control also started to become peculiar.
There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds...
In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"

My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God

"Once the feast begins, it can't be stopped, I hope you won't regret it then!"


The Farm Lady said indifferently, the black goat behind her also dispersed its energy ball, her gaze landed on everyone as she slowly declared:


As soon as her words fell, the entire Rotten Feast Platform began to tremble, sharp cries echoed from the giant goat mouths that plastered the ground, the walls, the ceiling, intermingling with chaotic, disordered chanting:


"Dusk! Dusk... the end of all things... through the thorny jungle... blood spilled on the Earth... nurturing the grass of all living beings... you are greater than the Great One... brighter than the sun... rotating day and night... governing over sleep... Night! Night! The origin of all things..."


Chapter 189: Myth Infant Angel! Cruel Gary Smith! Plot Against the Great Existence! (Seeking Monthly Ticket) _2