My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1407 - 404: Reincarnation City Awakens! Ashes of the Sun!_2

Chapter 1407: Chapter 404: Reincarnation City Awakens! Ashes of the Sun!_2

Even with [Endless Thirst], it couldn’t instantly digest everything, yet it felt the satisfaction of fullness that it hadn’t felt for so long.

The entire dragon body lit up, dispersing Darkness, and with it, the center of the Reincarnation City that it carried began to shine brilliantly.

Within this radiance, life and death began to circulate.

According to Eggy’s feedback, Reincarnation City had awakened and was ready for use.

Even Gary Smith hadn’t expected that what would light up Reincarnation was...

The Sun!

Moreover, Eggy’s endless hunger did indeed originate from this place.

"Meow!"

From Little Spider’s Inner Eye perspective, one could see Eggy transforming into a giant lightbulb dragon.

So adorable,

(o゜▽゜)o☆

Within the Void Treasure Image, countless strands of spider silk were woven, starting to create a customized doll for Eggy!

"My Lord, this Holy City isn’t humble enough; should I try to open it?" a Paper Knight holding the Redemption Bible stepped forward, starting to offer advice.

In its eyes, even a city should obey its master.

"No need. This matter is easy to resolve; don’t think about using force for everything. You also need to use your mind. I’ll handle the negotiation."

Gary Smith shook his head and said indifferently,

"Waste, open the door!"

"???"

Mousie, standing aside, raised its head, looking bewildered.

You call this a negotiation?

Are you sure you’re not just provoking hostility?

Boom!

Daylight City buzzed incessantly. The flowing blood moved faster and increased in volume. It seemed to be in anger, and a tremendous pressure swept across the Ruins, surpassing the Ecological Lord and reaching a new level.

"We’re doomed!"

Terrified, Mousie covered its head, preparing to scamper away, but before leaving, it didn’t forget to stretch out its little paw to grab Gary Smith’s coat to take the Cultivator along.

Without Mousie, this Family would have fallen apart long ago!

Gary Smith remained composed, ignoring the oppressive force, and said calmly, "Have you not reflected on your fall to this state today?"

"What you pursue, you’ve been wrong about from the beginning; if you truly had confidence, why wait for such long eons?"

As Gary Smith spoke, the blood waterfall flowing above the Holy City also paused.

"Open the door, let me in, and you might still preserve your last shred of hope," Gary Smith continued, patting Pursue the Day’s head.

The massive Holy City grew quiet, and after a minute, it slowly began to turn, revealing a wound stretching for hundreds of miles, which gently unfolded itself. Numerous flesh buds repairing the wound broke down, transforming into a splendid radiance.

They danced in the air, forming a dark golden portal.

Without the radiance of day, it looked more like the dusk of late evening.

"Good, you understand," Gary Smith nodded slightly, very satisfied with the response.

Mousie, shocked, asked through Psychic Perception in a whisper, "Cultivator, have you already deciphered the secrets of Daylight City?"

When did the wisdom of Cultivators increase so much?

It’s almost catching up to a top strategist like myself.

"Not at all," Gary Smith first blinked in astonishment, then realizing it was Mousie speaking, replied, "It’s just pure rhetoric. Never directly agree to what someone needs, because no one treasures what comes too easily.

It’s better to first disparage the other as a failure, then question them, and finally offer what you have. This way, you can elevate your own importance and gain trust.

Actually, if you adapt the nouns used, it can resemble a gym coach’s consultation for those anxious about their figures, or even in choosing business dealings.

These drowning people aren’t foolish; most of the time, they just need a straw to cling onto in self-deception. For Daylight City, it no longer had any options left, but the existence of Pursue the Day offered it another hope."

Mousie was flabbergasted; its own Beastmaster didn’t spare even a city, conducting what was it... a PowerPoint, right?

And it was successful!

But Gary Smith had another unspoken thought: to perform this maneuver, one first needed to be regarded as important by others.

Otherwise, no amount of fancy talk would help.

Moreover...

"Some things are alive but have already died; some things are dead, yet still live."

Pondering, Gary Smith stepped into the dark golden portal. The space around him inverted, yet the place he appeared made his pupils shrink in surprise, exclaiming,

"This guy is truly honest; he actually gave me a big surprise."

"But for the other explorers, it must be a fright..."

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Meanwhile, many powerful figures from the Human Camp successfully traversed the bloody portals of Daylight City and entered within.

They were vigilant of their surroundings, guarding against potential attacks from early-entering Alien Races and Demons. However, they were so stunned by the sight before them that they stood frozen.

"What’s the matter?"

The last to enter was Serena Martin. Originally in a bad mood because of Gary Smith, she curiously asked the many immobile figures, yet received no response.

She bypassed Everyone, looked at the sight before her, and her pupils contracted to pinpoints:

"What is this?"

The interior of Daylight City wasn’t the Magnificent Holy City as imagined, nor was it strewn with Ruins. There was no twisted Sun life either, but rather...

Countless burning, fluttering black ashes.

They assembled together, forming massive, diverse buildings—most of them round with flame-ring features, clearly showing distinct Sun marks.

The endless ashes spread out, forming roads that ran in all directions, serving as the City’s foundation. On the roads, there were large numbers of Ash beings, much larger than Humans, forming huge multi-legged humanoid figures of ash, walking among them.