My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1408 - 404: Reincarnation City Awakens! The Ashes of the Sun!_3

Chapter 1408: Chapter 404: Reincarnation City Awakens! The Ashes of the Sun!_3

Among them, a part was composed of beast-shaped ashes with numerous long legs wandering through the city...

It was possible to see different ashen silhouettes halting in their tracks, their heads formed of ashes visibly caving in at a noticeable speed to become a hollow ashen mouth.

Although no sound was emitted, one could feel that they were communicating, only to quickly diverge and enter their respective places.

The entire city was formed by countless ashes converging together, imparting a sense of destruction and prosperity coexisting.

Such a scene was completely different from everyone’s imagination of the Holy City; rather than calling it Daylight City, it would be more apt to call it Ashen City.

"Are they... still alive?" Serena Martin murmured, her expression filled with shock.

If survivors from the ancient civilization still existed, what would be the point of their presence as archaeologists?

Answers could simply be asked for.

Moreover, were all the tests they had undergone under the observation of the others, or even controlled by them?

The mere thought of this possibility sent shivers down everyone’s spines.

"No, they are dead!" Smith Davies’s voice rang out, his silver pupils contracting as he calmly stated, "They have the form but have lost the heart!"

Gurgle, gurgle!

The abyss fish by his side also crossed its fins at its waist and blew bubbles in agreement.

Even a True King has a Heart’s Abyss, except it is much more vast compared to a mortal’s; a single thought could give birth to terrifying Heart Abyss beasts.

And the Davies Family were in control of a high-level Ancient Monarch’s Heart Abyss, which remains perilous even after endless years.

As for whether a Great Existence has a heart...

Smith Davies didn’t know because the existence of such a dimension went beyond mortal comprehension.

Even without malice, they could not be faced directly; a careless look could trigger a collapse of spiritual energy and abnormality.

None of the numerous ashen figures before them had a Heart’s Abyss, and naturally, they couldn’t be Great Existences.

Without a heart, there can’t be life.

"That’s good..."

Relieved by this revelation, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

If there were survivors from the ancient civilization, it would be hard to say who would be the prey.

Hazel Howlscream gazed into the ashen figures within Daylight City, lost in thought.

Elliot Pine’s expression was downcast, the transformation of the junior he valued most in front of him had dealt him a heavy blow.

It was always like this...

It was the same during the corruption and revolt... and again at the Solar Relic...

Regret after regret, yet powerless each time—was constancy just a beautiful fantasy?

Especially that young man, who in the end had held aloft the bridge of the Human Clan, not letting down the School’s teachings.

"Screech!" The Constant Crane extended its wings and patted its old mate, also feeling distressed.

Evelyn Walker’s expression remained calm, while Bob Chandler also lost the desire to film.

Willow Tennyson kept her head down, not speaking.

Dream of the Crimson Moon appeared indifferent, her silver hair hanging down to her waist, her aura cold, yet visibly more depressed than usual, paying no attention to the Relic.

She did not care about how many treasures the Relic held; she simply wanted to stay by his side forever.

The rest were also not used to exploring on their own after having been carried along by Gary Smith for so long; thinking of the figure who had supported the path single-handedly, they couldn’t help but sigh.

The atmosphere visibly grew heavier!

"We need to hurry now; the Multiracial will not wait for us," Rose of the Crimson Moon broke the silence.

It wasn’t that she was interested in the Relic, in fact, quite the opposite; the sun, being too domineering, was not seen as friendly to the demons that gathered negative energy.

In reality, there were also suns in the Abyss, projections of the Supreme Sun from the Realms dragged into the Abyss and corrupted, which in some ways were even more dangerous and eerie.

After all, the sun of the Main World does not hunt actively.

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PS: 4,400 words. Begging weakly for votes; still feeling stiff-brained from the overnight session for the previous update, and these few days have been full of fireworks for the dragon lantern festival, crackling like a warzone, almost confusing me. I’ve hit a bit of a writer’s block, but the dragon lanterns are indeed beautiful. I’ll try to adjust and speed up the opening of the new plot. The truth about the Solar Relic has been almost entirely revealed.