My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1044 - 510: Flame Evil Spirit_4

Chapter 1044: Chapter 510: Flame Evil Spirit_4

Upon reaching this massive stone wall, Owen Bertram tested it several times and found that the wall could appropriately respond to their moves. This made it clear that there was indeed a wisdom being hidden behind the wall.

Contrarily, Owen wished to communicate with the wise being of the small world. However, after calling out once, there was no response from the wall. Owen tried again: "The resurrection has already begun. Senior, don’t you want to know about the outside world and prepare in advance?"

Still, there was no response. Owen could only clasp his fists and say: "Since senior doesn’t give an opportunity, this junior has no choice but to offend."

He raised his hand, revealing for the first time a strong intention to attack! Four Gourds floated up, and then two small balls flew out of the gourds, spinning around each other and hitting the wall with a loud thud.

One of them was a Fire Pill, and the other was a Sword Pill borrowed temporarily from his brother. United, the two pills possessed immense power!

Originally, the stone wall was held firm by the roots of the Divine Fiery Ginseng. However, under the Sword Pill, everything instantly shattered. The Fire Pill entered the stone wall, devouring it from within in an instant. A continuous rumble echoed as the wall shrank by half a zhang!

"Stop!"

There was a sudden sharp shout, and Owen hummed to himself. As expected, without forcing them, they wouldn’t appear. Owen held back the two pills.

A tall, slightly hunched figure emerged from behind the stone wall. Subsequently, a chaotic noise of chirping and cawing echoed as numerous figures climbed up using both their hands and feet, immediately filling the entire wall.

Winston appeared puzzled, "Monkeys?"

Wasn’t this a large group of Fire Monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks?

Only the initially hunched figure, who shouted angrily, "How presumptuous! We are Innate Spirits, the Santa clan!" In its hand, it held a giant Fire Staff, and its body was covered in fur made of fire. As it roared, its beard puffed up, flames spewing from its eyes, giving off an air of majesty.

The rest of the little Fire Monkeys bared their teeth at Winston.

Owen gently shook his head. Although the old monkey claimed to be of the "Santa clan", in reality, only one Santa remained—the others were just ordinary Fire Monkeys, no different from the Fire Beasts they had encountered earlier.

When the Red Dragon Master entered the Nirvana Grand Tomb, the Santa might have genuinely been a "clan." However, over the long stretch of time, even Innate Spirits would fall for various reasons, leaving only this one Santa left.

Perhaps it created these numerous Fire Monkeys, which resembled itself in appearance, due to loneliness.

Owen asked, "Senior, were you the Tomb Guardian of the Red Dragon Master?"

"Since you know the name of my master, how dare you intrude upon the mausoleum and commit such a grave disrespect!?" The Santa scolded. Owen solemnly replied, "This junior knows that the Red Dragon Master is a sage of my ancestors; my clan is in trouble, and the master would surely not ignore us. Therefore, I have come to seek help rashly."

"Help? What on earth happened?"

Owen briefly explained, then said, "The Red Barbarians massacred my compatriots and surely remain ambitious. This junior intends to undertake a punitive expedition against their country and must obtain enough Void Jade Sand."

After nodding, the Santa pointed to its feet and said, "You should put away your treasures first."

Owen made a gesture, and the Sword Pill and Fire Pill flew back into the Gourd, which fell back into his palm.

Santa said, "My master left behind a large number of treasures which could be bestowed upon someone if the Human Race were in trouble and needed these treasures to save the world from disaster. However... "

Its eyes shifted, "Treasures tempt people’s hearts. How do I know you are not fabricating lies to deceive me?"

Owen countered, "How would senior like me to prove it?"

"This old husband will accompany you out, and I will personally see for myself. If what you say is true, you can take my master’s Gourd of Void Jade Sand for yourself. If it is proven to be a lie, this old husband will take on the risk of triggering the sixty-four kinds of Spirit Fire within my body, and die together with you, you little thief!"

"Dare you let this old husband verify the truth or falsehood of your claims? Think about it."

"This old husband advises you, if your purpose is merely to gain wealth and get rich, then you should leave immediately, and you can still leave this place safely."

Owen retorted, "Then, how can senior prove that you are truly the Tomb Guardian of the Red Dragon Master, rather than a demon suppressed by the master in the Great Tomb? You may also be deceiving me. You may be trapped here by the master, unable to escape. If I take you out, I would have caused a great catastrophe!"