Beast Tamer: Carrying a small world of the end times with you

"Where are you now? What's the situation with the Soul Banner? How many souls has it absorbed?"

I didn't bother making breakfast. I just took out two pieces of bread from my spatial backpack, tore open the packaging, and stuffed them into my mouth, then jumped onto Little Ice Dragon's back and asked.

"We're in the south of the city. The Soul Banner is almost at its limit, with a full 1.29 million souls."

Speaking of which, even the Bloodstained Saint was somewhat amazed. Even He felt it was a bit unbelievable.

What's even more outrageous is that after absorbing 1.29 million souls, the Soul Banner didn't seem to be mentally disturbed by the chaotic souls like other Beast Masters' Soul Banners. Aside from feeling a bit suffocated, it was completely fine.

"Hurry over, Beast Master, and bring the camera. The Soul Banner heard that my evolution wasn't recorded back then, and it's been bothered ever since. It refuses to eat the remaining insect crystals and is just waiting for you to bring the camera."

"Will a phone work?"

Qian Er took out the old-fashioned phone the original owner had bought, but after opening the camera and taking a look at the picture quality, he closed his mouth.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go back and get it."

His phone was too blurry. Recording something like this with that thing, even if the Soul Banner was understanding and didn't make a fuss, he himself would be embarrassed to show it.

After saying that, he told Little Ice Dragon to wait for him there, while he himself disappeared from the apocalypse world, taking his flesh clone back to the Beast World.

Opening his eyes, tearing open the flesh membrane, he got out of bed and directly pushed open the door to the room and walked out.

"Cat Maid, do you have a camera?"

Coincidentally, the Cat Maid was in the living room sweeping up the cat hair that had fallen off her. Qian Er quickly walked over and asked.

"Meow? (Camera? Yes, yes, do you want to borrow it or buy it?) "

The Cat Maid was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, turned around, returned to her room, and took out a pink camera from inside.

She didn't ask Qian Er what he was going to use it for, but asked if Qian Er would return it after he was done.

"I'll buy it. How much?"

Qian Er naturally couldn't return something used to record the Soul Banner's evolution, so he simply decided to buy it.

"Meow. (Here, this is the order from when I bought the camera, a Sony full-frame mirrorless camera. It cost 15,799 yuan at the time. Since I've used it for a while, I'll give it to you for 12,000.)"

The Cat Maid didn't rip Qian Er off, and generously showed Qian Er the order.

"...I've heard before that this thing is expensive, but I didn't expect it to be this expensive."

After sighing, he honestly paid the money.

"How do I use it to record videos?"

After taking the camera, Qian Er fiddled with it for a bit, then looked up at the Cat Maid and asked.

"Like this..."

Soon, Qian Er, having learned how to use the camera, returned to his room again and closed the door, while the Cat Maid, not taking it seriously, continued to sweep up her cat hair.

This time of year was always the most annoying, with her fur falling out in clumps, and she had to clean it up herself.

As for Qian Er's unusual behavior, she didn't take it to heart at all. After all, to be honest, how many people who could enter the Empire's highest institution didn't have some kind of opportunity?

He immediately returned to the apocalypse world. Little Ice Dragon was still waiting for him in the same place.

Jumping onto Little Ice Dragon's back, he patted its bone wings.

"Go, fly towards the south of the city."

Waving its bone wings and flying into the sky, Little Ice Dragon squinted at Qian Er, who was holding the extremely abstract map he had drawn yesterday.

Although it was all skeletons and nothing could be seen clearly, its soul fire could! The shape of this guy's soul fire had changed, with a hint of teasing.

"Beast Master, which way is south?"

It stretched out its thick bone claws and pointed at the map, asking.

"...That way."

Qian Er almost laughed out loud, pointing in the direction of the south of the city.

Flying in the sky, the Bloodstained Saint's route could be clearly observed below.

A huge pit corridor, He really did walk in a straight line as Qian Er had said. The thick giant trees were neatly placed on the side of the road, forming a passage like a giant's rail.

Little Ice Dragon was extremely fast. Before long, Qian Er spotted the Bloodstained Saint and the Soul Banner.

At this time, the Bloodstained Saint was sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by the corpses of black sheath insects and zombies. The soaring blood energy and killing intent were forcibly confined to His flesh, like a scarlet dragon coiling around Him.

The Bloodstained Saint was now filled with a kind of evil divinity.

The Soul Banner, piled with insect crystals, was lying flat on the ground, bored, its ghostly aura rising almost uncontrollably, almost turning the sky here into a ghostly realm.

Seeing the figure of the bone dragon descending from the sky, it flipped over and flew up from the ground, waving its banner and hurriedly greeted it.

"Beast Master, Beast Master, hurry, be sure to record my heroic appearance during evolution!"

The Soul Banner flew in front of Qian Er and said excitedly.

"I know, don't worry, when I say start, you can start evolving."

After pulling out the stand, installing the camera, and starting to record, Qian Er gave the Soul Banner an okay gesture.

Seeing this, the Soul Banner took a deep breath, rolled up the insect crystals on the ground with its banner, and stuffed them into its mouth. As for the Saint Heart Lotus, it had already eaten it all yesterday.

As the Soul Banner moved, its banner also began to shake, and dense layers of ghost shadows flickered on it, and the number of souls in its body also began to increase.

One million two hundred and ninety-one thousand, one million two hundred and ninety-one thousand one hundred, one million two hundred and ninety-one thousand two hundred... Until one million two hundred and ninety-six thousand souls, the Soul Banner stopped moving.

It could feel that it had reached its limit. The next thing to do was to give up suppression, choose to accept, to embrace.

White light of evolution spread from the banner and quickly swept through the whole body.

The originally suppressed ghostly aura was now completely unsuppressed. A black pillar of light rose into the sky, and even the originally clear weather was suppressed, and the whole city was dim, as if some gate of hell had been opened.

One million two hundred and ninety-six thousand ferocious zombie wraiths wreaked havoc in the city, and for a moment, Qian Er couldn't tell whether this was the land of the living or the land of the dead, it was simply like the underworld.

Evil aura, ghostly aura, demonic aura erupted together. If it normally evolved into a Myriad Soul Banner, this would definitely be the strongest Myriad Soul Banner in history.

A Myriad Soul Banner with a full ten yuan of souls.

At this time, an unknown change came.

A sandalwood fragrance flooded Qian Er's nostrils, and the wraiths who were wreaking havoc in the sky were also stunned.

The Soul Banner, wrapped in white light, slowly rose into the air, and the white banner slightly rolled, and some paintings seemed to appear on the banner at this time.