Beastmaster For All People, I Can Edit Mythical Beasts

At this moment, the angel squirmed its body in the air, crawling towards the bodies of the other hounds.

Xu Ping didn't stop it, but propped his chin, watching this scene with great interest.

"I said, do you want to know why the initial beasts of your holy religion are all angels?"

After a while, a thought appeared in his mind, and Xu Ping shouted towards the Silver Honorer with a happy smile on his face.

"Hmph, there is a very high chance that the initial royal beast will inherit from its parents, don't you know about this?"

The silver medalist's heart skipped a beat, but he chose to communicate with Xu Ping in order to delay the time.

"Oh? Is that so? There is a chance of genetic parents, but it's impossible to be like this all the time for Thousand Years."

Xu Ping's soft words slowed down the silver-honored man's heartbeat by half a beat, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously, but he shook his head fiercely, and his firm belief regained the upper hand.

"What's the matter, angels are the apostles of God, isn't it normal to have some supernatural powers~?"

Seeing that the silver medalist was still talking hard, Xu Ping narrowed his happy eyes.

"Really, it seems that you really don't cry when you see the coffin. If so, let me show you what the so-called god is."

Xu Ping stood up from the throne and walked down slowly. Behind him, the thousand hands and eyes with the Galaxy Cluster on his waist seemed to move his arms slowly.

Xu Ping stretched out his finger and pointed to the wriggling light ball in the sky, and behind him, thousands of hands and eyes seemed to make the same movement.

"Analysis."

Thousands of hands and hundreds of eyes acted like the most essential ability, and a transparent beam of light stretched out from Xu Ping's fingers and shone on the light cluster.

"ah!!!!!!"

An ear-piercing scream came out from the light cluster, extremely shrill.

Even those who are twisted like silver medals, when they heard the wailing that seemed to sound from the depths of The Underworld, they couldn't help but feel a thump in their hearts.

An ominous premonition filled every corner of his heart.

The light group began to tremble violently. The next moment, the holy light attached to the light group was stripped off by Xu Ping, and the angel who was originally shrouded by the holy light finally revealed his true face

After seeing the angel's true face, even its beastmaster, the Silver Hooner, couldn't help but retreated a few steps, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

"What... what is this?"

Frightened murmurs came from the mouth of the Silver Honorer, which shows how hard he was hit.

Originally, the angels were covered by the holy light and could not see anything, but now that the holy light disappeared, the hidden ugliness inside also surfaced.

Under the holy light, there is a mass of flesh and blood that has been pieced together at will. Between the flesh and blood, it was roughly sewn up with needles and threads. The wound kept oozing out pale yellow pus, and the two eyes were completely separated. On top, another one, on the left, a jackal with its head sewn into flesh, not dead, but screaming piercingly all the time.

"Oh? Don't you recognize it? This is Angel, your original beast."

Xu Ping had a smile on his face, and looked at the terrified appearance of the silver medalist with a smile.

Only at this time did he realize that it was such a pleasant feeling to make the villain collapse.

"Oh my god... are angels such a thing?"

The silver-honored man knelt on the ground with blank eyes, wanting to reach out his hand towards the mass of flesh and blood, but after seeing the terrifying appearance of the flesh and flesh, he shrank back in fear.

At this time, there was a crack in the original firm belief.

The Beast Master and the Beast Master are connected with each other. Originally, he didn't feel any emotion from the angel, but after the Holy Light was stripped away, the pain hit his reason all the time.

"Of course angels are not this kind of thing, but... who told you that your initial beast master is an angel?"

With a smile on his face, Xu Ping bent down and whispered in the ear of the Silver Honorer.

The silver medalist was startled and turned around suddenly, just in time to see Xu Ping's pair of golden vertical pupils.

He saw it, he saw everything from these golden eyes, and the memory that had been forgotten or hidden came back to his heart again.

When he was detected as the Beast Master Talent, the initial awakened beast should have been a red lotus wolf. At that time, he couldn't be more happy. He ate and lived with the red lotus wolf every day. The holy religion has cultivated hunting dogs since childhood. For the people of the holy religion, the initial animal guardian must be an angel.

So, one day, the red lotus demon wolf disappeared from his life, and he also lost the original beast. Within two days, the archbishop in red found him with a glowing light group and asked him to contract with the light group .

He didn't want to make a contract, because his initial beast master was the red lotus demon wolf, and the position of the first beast master was reserved for it.

But he is the hunting dog of the holy religion, and the hunting dog cannot disobey the master's order.

He made a contract with this light group, but what is strange is that there was no slight rejection reaction during the contract process, as if this light group was a perfect fit for him "like the red lotus demon wolf Cheng.

At the same time, he also knew the name of the imperial beast.

Angel!

Everyone in the Holy Cult starts out as an angel, without exception.

Although he regained possession of the beast master, at night, the silver-honored person would still think of that Crimson figure from time to time, his real initial beast master.

But these longings are rootless after all.

Accompanied by the angels and under the high-pressure training of the Holy Cult, the Silver Honorer's longing for the red lotus wolf was gradually obliterated, and finally he couldn't even think about it.

But now...

The silver star looked at the mass of flesh and blood trembling in front of him, his pupils were shaking.

"Red Red Lotus Demon Wolf"

He stretched out his trembling hands, wanting to touch its body, but the jackal's head, which was wrapped in blood and flesh, wailed in pain again.

At this moment, the sore spots that had been blocked by the holy light for decades all pressed on the soul of the silver medalist.

"I... what have I... done?"

The firm belief was completely shattered into dregs amidst this painful wailing. This man who had been adopted by the Holy Church since he could remember and was trained as a hound hugged the wriggling flesh tightly, and tremblingly pulled the black thread that stitched the flesh together. torn apart.

The soul that had been imprisoned and tortured for decades was finally liberated. The jackal head that fell down took one last look at the face of the silver star, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

After decades of torture, if it weren't for the shackles of the Holy Light Prison, its soul would have collapsed long ago. Now, the Holy Light Prison is broken, and the magic to reshape the body is destroyed. Without the blessing of these two things, Red Lotus The soul of the demon wolf finally came to an end.

"ah!!!!!!!"

In the starry sky Realm, the ghost-like generation practitioner knelt on the ground, holding a small jackal head in his hand, and let out a scream of collapse.

Afterwards, he fell headlong to the ground and completely lost his vitality.

Seeing this, Xu Ping released the starry sky Realm with a wave of his hand, and the thousand-handed and hundred-eyed image of the Galaxy Cluster around his waist and the stars all over the sky began to shrink, and finally formed a shape of eye pupil, which was engraved on Xu Ping's palm.

The rest of the hounds were far inferior to the Silver Honored Ones, and they had no time to escape from the hands of the incarnation of evil thoughts.

"Um?"

And at this moment, Xu Ping suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

Because where the angel of the Silver Honorer dissipated just now, a milky white light cluster appeared.

He is no stranger to this kind of light group, which is clearly the material.

"Can the Royal Beast also release materials?"

Scratching his head, Xu Ping stretched out his hand in disbelief.

The white light enveloping the light cluster exploded, and a crystal clear teardrop floated in Xu Ping's palm.

[Tears of Confession (special 1 star): The tears shed by Dache Dawu before he died have a strong purification effect. 】

"Great enlightenment before dying? This is the silver dog, right?"

Playing with the teardrop-like gemstone in his hand, Chen Ping's mouth curled into a mocking smile.

What is the use of confession before death, crocodile tears.

Maybe he really realized that what he did was wrong before he died, but this can't wipe away his sins. Repentance is his own business, and what Xu Ping can do is to punish his sins.

"Let's go, Dahong, there's nothing to wait for in this mountain range, let's go to Los Angeles now, there is at least one big meal waiting for us there."

Throwing and catching the crystal clear teardrops in his hands, Xu Ping looked in the direction of Los Angeles, his eyes shone with excitement.

"Roar!!!"

As soon as Dahong heard that a strong enemy was about to come, the two dragon heads lying on the ground immediately lifted up and roared excitedly.

"Mr. Beast Master, please promise me not to take risks like last time."

The shadow behind stood up, and the shadow looked at the restless Xu Ping earnestly.

I don't know if it's because of being the guardian beast, You Ying's personality and own attributes are very different, and she looks like an old lady.

"I know, I know, next time."

He waved his hand, and said perfunctory words that a three-year-old child could hear.

Seeing this, Youying sighed helplessly, only feeling tired.

Thousands of miles away, in a floating city floating in the sky, the atmosphere is extremely oppressive.

This place should have been a place of bliss for thousands of people to sing, but at this moment there is no happy atmosphere.

In a Great Hall where even the floor under the feet is inlaid with energy stones that are hard to find from the outside world, dozens of people in red robes are surrounding a huge round table.

Holy light is spreading on these people all the time, and the holy light faintly outlines a scene of heaven behind them.

If an outsider breaks into this place, they will definitely be scared and scream, because everyone here must be at least the cardinal archbishop of the Holy Church, and at least a ninth-level peak beast master to join it.

Anyone here can destabilize a province as long as they stomp their feet.

But now, this group of people all gathered together with serious expressions.

After a while, one of the cardinals opened his mouth solemnly.

"Twenty minutes have passed, and it is basically certain that the Hound Squad has been wiped out."

After the words fell, the atmosphere in the Great Hall became more dignified, and the phantom of heaven behind several red-clothed archbishops was shattered, and the scene of The Underworld emerged.

"It seems that the Devil this time is stronger than we thought."

...asking for flowers...

In the end, a burly archbishop with a full beard resting his chin on his hands said in a deep voice.

boom!

"Damn it, why is it this time!"

Another red-clothed archbishop with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and blond hair slammed his fist on the round table, staring fiercely at the people present.

"Charles, calm down, we are very annoying now, please don't make us noisy, otherwise it will be difficult for me to guarantee that my beast master will do something.

The archbishop in red who was facing the round table glanced at Charles, and the holy light behind him kept roaring.

Seeing him talking, Charles' face paled, and he immediately quieted down.

Seeing this, the archbishop in red who was facing the round table nodded in satisfaction before continuing to look at the others.

"The container is about to be damaged now, we have to select the candidate for the next pope as soon as possible, and at this time, such a powerful Devil appears, it's hard not to make people think too much, so in order to avoid any trouble in the next ceremony, that Devil has to do it as soon as possible solve

Go, Charles, you and John, the two cardinals, took five Golden Orders and a Hound Squadron to Yan Kingdom to kill the Devil.

His calm words silenced Great Hall, and everyone stared at him in unison.

Charles, who was the most angry, also showed an expression of disbelief at this time.

"Sismark, are you serious? Two cardinal archbishops, five gold medalists, and a hound squadron, are you going to start a war? Such a big battle, are you sure Yan

Will the group of people in the country agree?"

He spoke everyone's aspirations, and all the red-clothed archbishops present nodded, but Sismark waved his hand indifferently: "What are you afraid of, as long as you don't let the people of Yan Kingdom

Wouldn't it be nice if people knew?

Everyone was speechless for a while, but Charles seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed slightly.

"Sismark, what happened, what else did you not tell us? No, I remember that the container's lifespan should not have expired so soon!"

Charles' words seemed to remind the people here, and the eyes of everyone looking at Sismark changed, and a strange atmosphere filled the entire Great Hall.

Seeing everyone's suspicious eyes, Sismark's lips moved, and finally, he pulled out an ugly smile.

"The container of this generation has been in contact with the divine fetus, and things have undergone some unexpected changes."

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the field suddenly changed. The phantoms behind all the cardinals flickered a few times, which shows that their moods have all undergone drastic changes.

"Are you kidding, Sismark?"

Charles raised his head, his mean face was full of sternness at the moment, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Sismark.

"Sismark, what's going on?"

A cardinal with brown hair and a resolute face also frowned at this moment.

The container is their foundation, and the divine fetus is their further hope, and neither should be lost.

"have no idea."

Facing the questioning of many cardinals, Sismark shook his head slowly.

"you do not know?"

His appearance completely angered Charles, who raised his voice and showed a scowl on his face.

"Yes, on the day when the oracle came three days ago, the container came into contact with the divine fetus in a way that I can't understand. The hounds are after observing that the recent behavior of the container is very abnormal.

After the report was given to me, I didn't know about it.

"I communicated with the container's belief using the holy presence technique, and wanted to see what was going on, but found that the container had no belief in God at all."

Sismark's words silenced all the cardinals present.

The first criterion for container selection is unwavering belief. This kind of people are terrible fanatics. How could it be possible to have no belief in God at all? This is like Westerners without Jesus

Lusalem is just as ridiculous.

At this moment, everyone understood that something was wrong.

"That container is no longer usable and needs to be replaced as soon as possible. 17

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the resolute bishop.

Containers are the foundation of their existence. No one dares to imagine what a container without a belief in it will do.

"But the candidate for the next container has not yet been selected."

Sismark shook his head, frowning tightly.

But at this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside.

The next moment, the footsteps stopped, and there was a timid knock on the door.

In the Great Hall, the faces of the cardinals who were originally sad changed, and they immediately withdrew their distressed expressions and looked at the door quietly.

"Come in."

Sismark looked at the door with a serious face.

The next moment, the door of the Great Hall was pushed open, and a hound with a golden medal on his chest walked in with a panicked face.

Sismark looked at his flustered expression with displeasure.

"Calm down, what's the proper way to panic?"

Hearing the bishop's scolding, the golden man managed to calm down, and looked longingly at the many red-clothed archbishops sitting around the round table. .