My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1133 - 536: Playing God and Ghost_1

Chapter 1133: Chapter 536: Playing God and Ghost_1

After Kevin Collins and Owen Bertram entered No. 418 Extinction Domain, several people appeared in the desolate and eerie Liantai Camp. The Prefect Lord, Master, two revered Lords and several powerful practitioners from the Fifth Great Domain that the Prefect had recruited.

They didn’t dare to follow the Sixth Realm Venerable, patiently waiting till Owen Bertram entered the Extinction Domain before revealing themselves. Their eyes were bloodshot from staring at the entrance of the Extinction Domain. A few, unable to maintain their composure, kept muttering: "The Divine General should have emerged by now. Dealing with a mere mortal should not require such an effort."

"Silence!" the Prefect Lord rebuked softly, straightening himself before anxiously reminding the others: "The Divine General may emerge at any moment, and if he sees us in such a state of anxiety, he will surely perceive this as a lack of faith!

Do I need to remind you of the consequences if the Divine General is angered?"

Ever since the Commanding Chieftain ’disappeared’ last night, everyone had jointly communicated with the Divine General and within half a day, they had already experienced what "temperamental" meant. Fourteen servants from the Prefect Mansion had already had their life essence sucked dry by the Divine General!

The group shivered slightly, hurriedly adjusting their state, standing respectfully at the entrance to await the Divine General’s triumphant return. They also self-assured, there was really nothing to worry about, after all, the Divine General was once one of the deities. Even if they did lose the first round to a mortal due to negligence, they would still be able to recover and defeat their opponent.

Master, seething with hatred and humiliation, gritted his teeth and said, "I hope that animal Kevin Collins doesn’t make it back. If he dies in there, it would be considered as him sacrificing himself for the Divine Lord! If he should make it back alive, I will spare no effort to take revenge on him!"

The Prefect Lord offered a few comforting words, before adding: "If he really manages to make it back alive, it would be a great achievement. You might... have to tolerate it a little, the Divine General will surely not let you touch him."

Master’s face twisted in humiliation, even the two revered Lords felt that the Prefect Lord was a little cold-hearted. After all, Master was his confidant.

However, the Prefect Lord was internally cursing, you old fool love this kind of thing. Wasn’t it you who insinuated to your young consort to seduce Kevin Collins? Looking at Master again, sure enough, after the humiliation, a flush of redness appeared on his old cheeks!

...

After Kevin Collins entered, he quickly rushed into the depths of the Extinction Domain and found a safe place to hide, according to the prearranged plan. Afterwards, he would only need to wait for the Divine General to execute Owen Bertram, then he could triumphantly return! He would no longer need to worry about his affair with Master’s consort being exposed.

As long as he had the Divine General’s protection, what could an insignificant Master do? Perhaps when he and the young consort consummate together, Master would be listening next door, but he wouldn’t dare to step out, hehehe!

He estimated the time, the Divine General should have encountered Owen Bertram by now—meaning that Owen Bertram’s execution was imminent. Kevin Collins moved his body, ready to exit.

"Ah——" Suddenly a wail pierced the air, and the entire Extinction Domain shook violently. Kevin Collins froze for a second: this doesn’t sound like Owen Bertram. He quickly regained his composure: no panic, the advantage is ours. The Divine General must have underestimated their opponent. But a deity, no matter what, won’t lose to a mortal. As believers instilled with the idea of the deity’s supremacy by the Nightmare Sect, they knew mortals wouldn’t dare to commit deicide, or they would suffer the calamity!

Kevin Collins had this confidence. Suddenly, he felt a strong force, along with a gust of strong wind, rush past him overhead.

Kevin Collins hid among the rocks and the strong wind disheveled his hair, standing there in a rather disheveled manner. He stood dumbfounded because what had just passed had seemed to be... the Divine General!

Why did he look so miserable?

Blood, shimmering with a golden sheen, fell from the sky. One drop landed on Kevin Collins’s face. Startled, he reached up with a trembling hand to touch the divine blood on his face. Before he could react further, he saw up in the high-altitude of the sky, another "divine individual" in close pursuit!

This divine individual had an air of righteousness and imposing aura about him. Kevin Collins, upon seeing him, felt this divine person enveloped in circles of divine light. Even though the depths of his heart recognized this divine person to be Owen Bertram, his nemesis, he couldn’t help but kneel, burying his face in the space of his legs, and he dared not lift his head to look again!

The Divine General went on his way, bringing along endless fierce winds, his wind of Metal Energy sweeping across the land like a fine wire brush, leaving deep traces on both the ground and the rocks.

Kevin Collins was oblivious to this, but in reality, his clothes had been shredded into strips and bloody wounds had appeared on his skin.

As Lord Owen passed, he carried a sea of illusory fire with him, seeming alarming and terrifying, yet not causing the slightest harm to the world. In contrast, it was easy to see the gap in power between the two parties.

Both the Divine General and Lord Owen disappeared quickly into the distance, one chasing the other. Not long after Lord Owen had given chase, Kevin Collins heard the Divine General’s second cry of misery from the Vault of Heaven! His heart trembled violently.