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

Abyss level 999, also known as the Hell Volcano dimension.


A massive volcano and countless smaller ones stand erect, magma churning, Hellfire blazing fiercely, thick black smoke pervasive, with myriad ejecta and accumulated ash forming what looks like a mushroom cloud, where lightning flickers.


Great Earth cracks open, gaps spewing endless hot steam, scorching and boiling, an environment of extreme adversity.


Accompanied by steady, heavy footfalls, within this vast billowing steam, gigantic Dark Shadows tear through the air, emerging.


Some are Molten Mountain Demon Clan with aged, twisted faces growing on their bellies, bodies incessantly dripping magma.


Some looking like oversized fire elementals with demonic horns, their appearances entwined with rings of Flames, using fire to propel themselves in flight.


Chapter 471: The Gods Fear the Whole Me! No, you are just my Lord's food!