Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

In the center of the red zone's canyon area, sunlight shone straight down, illuminating the scene. Amid the slowly dissipating mist, the massive body of the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader still stood on the ground.

Seeing this, Miles Carter's face instantly broke into an uncontrollable excitement. His mouth twisted into an exaggerated grin, and his body shook uncontrollably, a slight sign of losing control due to his overwhelming excitement.

Meanwhile, the other viewers watching the live broadcast saw the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader still standing on the ground, while Charles seemed to be blocked by the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader.

Countless viewers, who had been hoping for Charles to create a miracle, now relaxed completely. They slumped into their chairs or sofas, powerless, listening to Miles Carter's loud laughter from the broadcast.

"Hahahaha, Charles, you scared me! I really thought you could turn everything around!"

"I have to admit, you're truly a genius, a genius stronger than me. But you made one fatal mistake. You shouldn't have let my Cursed Venom show signs of submission!"

"The final winner can only be me!"

"It's me, Miles Carter!"

At that moment, a faint sound from behind interrupted Miles Carter's triumphant laughter. He immediately stopped, still with a strong expression of joy on his face, but his eyes now filled with disbelief and a hint of fear.

Miles Carter's facial expression, so at odds with his eyes, made him look like a desperate clown. He wanted to turn around, but then a soft voice spoke from behind him.

Charles gently asked, "Oh, is that so?"

Then, a great force hit Miles Carter in the back. He was sent flying, like a piece of discarded trash, directly crashing into the massive body of the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader.

"Bang!"

The Bloodthirsty Antelope leader was knocked over, and Miles Carter's body rolled uncontrollably across the ground. The rocks and the dead Bloodthirsty Antelope continually caused wounds as they collided with him.

By the time Miles Carter came to a stop, he felt searing pain all over his body. Something inside his throat seemed to want to force its way out uncontrollably.

"Plop!"

A mouthful of blood splattered out, and Miles Carter stared in disbelief at the blood on the ground. He suddenly looked up, and only then did he realize—the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader was already dead!

The Bloodthirsty Antelope leader was dead, but there were still many Bloodthirsty Antelope alive around, and just half a meter from Miles Carter, one of them lowered its head, preparing to attack.

However, it seemed as though Miles Carter hadn't noticed the Bloodthirsty Antelope at all. His eyes were fixed firmly on Charles, wide open with intensity.

Miles Carter controlled his trembling arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and tried to steady his chest, which was still rising and falling violently. He then spoke slowly:

"When? When did this Bloodthirsty Antelope leader die?"

Charles didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked over to the body of the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader, lightly leaping onto it and standing on top of the corpse.

At that moment, Charles' figure blocked the light that had been shining toward Miles Carter, plunging him completely into shadow.

Miles Carter lifted his head, staring at Charles standing atop the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader's body. He slowly opened the crack on his forehead again, and behind Charles, the massive illusory eye that had appeared once before began to slowly take shape.

Miles Carter's eyes were incredibly dim. His mismatched pupils had never been so dull before.

An indescribable, terrifying sense of pressure filled the air, like a lower being instinctively feeling the fear etched into its bones and genes when in the presence of a higher power. Miles Carter suddenly felt an overwhelming impulse to flee from Charles.

The remaining Bloodthirsty Antelope around them all looked at Charles, standing on the body of their leader. Trembling, they lowered their heads, their sharp horns touching the ground.

It was as if the figure standing before them was not a human Beast Master, but their natural enemy.

Charles calmly surveyed everything around him and then said softly, "Leave!"

In an instant, the Bloodthirsty Antelope that had been bowing their heads scattered like frightened rabbits, fleeing in all directions.

Only then did Charles turn his gaze toward Miles Carter. Two Bone-Eroding Spirit Fires coalesced and hovered beside him.

Charles finally answered, "I knew you'd come down. By the time the second mist appeared and obscured the area, the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader was already dead."

Miles Carter looked at Charles in disbelief. He was like a puppet, moving his mouth up and down without life, speaking in a hollow voice:

"At that time, you were fighting with all your might, on the brink of death. Even then, were you still watching me?"

"No, not watching, but calculating. Even if you were able to kill the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader directly, you would have made it seem as difficult as possible, then waited for me."

A bitter smile appeared on Miles Carter's face as he sat on the ground, struggling to support his body with his battered arm, slowly moving toward the body of a Bloodthirsty Antelope behind him.

When he leaned his body against the Bloodthirsty Antelope's corpse, he glanced down and saw that Charles, standing on the Bloodthirsty Antelope's body, cast a shadow that still enveloped him.

Miles Carter looked around in frustration. He wanted to move further back, but he no longer had the strength.

Charles' kick earlier had not been a casual one. It had struck his spine with pinpoint precision, and now the lower half of his body was numb, his internal organs damaged.

Just as Miles Carter was about to speak again, a sharp pain shot through his chest, causing him to cough uncontrollably. A piece of his internal organ was coughed up into his palm. Staring at the fragment, Miles Carter froze for a moment.

Without lifting his head, he said, "If I had fought you up close, I would probably have already died. Such power—can a Fifth-Level Beast Master really possess it?"

Charles didn't answer. He hadn't expected Miles Carter's body to be so fragile. Just moments ago, he thought his opponent's injuries weren't too serious and had even considered adding more attacks.

After breaking through from a Fourth-Level Beast Master to a Fifth-Level Beast Master, Charles' strength had increased significantly. He could feel that his physical power could still be honed further.

It seemed he would need to find places with high gravity, similar to the royal secret realms of Genosha, to continue improving.

Compared to the severely wounded Miles Carter on the ground, Charles was more concerned with how to keep improving his strength. To him, Miles Carter was just a fairly intelligent opponent.

At that moment, Miles Carter suddenly spoke. "Charles, can you do me a favor?"

Charles was momentarily stunned. He asked, somewhat confused, "What?"

Miles Carter answered calmly, "Help me kill Cursed Venom."

Charles furrowed his brow slightly. Mystical beasts were bound to their Beast Masters, and once a Beast Master died, any mystical beasts that had not been summoned would also die. But now, Miles Carter was asking him to help kill Cursed Venom?

Did that mean Cursed Venom wouldn't die even if Miles Carter did?

That seemed impossible.

Miles Carter didn't wait for Charles to respond. He took a deep breath, and a Hexagram Array appeared. Miles Carter directly summoned Cursed Venom.

The creature, resembling a black thread about three meters long and as thick as a finger, appeared. The moment it materialized, it seemed to go mad, attempting to escape from Miles Carter's side.

However, Miles Carter directly grabbed one end of Cursed Venom, ignoring its frantic struggles. Slowly, he brought the part he was holding toward his mouth.

Miles Carter looked at Charles and said, "I never believed in fate before. But since I encountered it, the curse of fate has always loomed over me. Perhaps dying here is fate's arrangement."

He then calmly gazed at Cursed Venom and said, "You can choose a second master, which means you have a way to break free from the contract, right? Without you, I'd be so lonely. So, stay with me, and let's die together."

After saying that, Miles Carter didn't hesitate. He opened his mouth and bit down hard on Cursed Venom, just as he had done every time it entered his body, causing him pain. This time, Cursed Venom would not be any different.

Soon, the sound of tearing echoed through the air, and naturally, Cursed Venom didn't just wait to die. It began to tear into Miles Carter's body.

The Beast Master and his mystical beast were now devouring each other.

Charles found the scene utterly absurd. He could not bear to watch any longer. He immediately fired two Bone-Eroding Spirit Fires, burning both Miles Carter and Cursed Venom to ash!

As he watched the blazing flames, Charles couldn't help but think of Miles Carter's words.

Was it a coincidence?

Once again, he mentioned fate's arrangement?

Charles had heard such things more than once before. Could there really be some kind of fate that controlled everything?

Charles took a deep breath, pushing this thought deep within himself. The situation wasn't over yet.

He still wondered how Luna, Finn, Zachary, and Luma were doing. According to the plan, they should be fine, right?

At that critical moment, Charles had saved his teammates and changed an inevitable, deadly situation. Not only had he killed the Bloodthirsty Antelope leader, but he had also caused Miles Carter to come to his own death. It was as if Charles had merely done something very calm and natural.

There was no excitement or exhilaration on his face. He remained exceptionally calm as he turned back to the place where he had stopped earlier and faced the rampaging Bloodthirsty Antelope.