Net Game: All My Pet Beasts Are Goddesses

"Holy sh*t! What kind of monster is this black dragon?"

"It actually killed three Bloodwing Goshawks with a light flap of its black wings."

"You must understand that the Bloodwing Goshawk is gold grade. Could it be that the black dragon's grade is platinum or higher?"

"But how is that possible?"

"This is the first floor of the Dragon's Lair. How could there be a platinum grade boss?"

The players were speculating about the black dragon's grade.

However, something unexpected happened.

The black dragon bowed slightly to a man and walked over, following behind him.

The eyes of the players widened as they opened a path for the man.

After the man reached an entrance and entered the second floor of the Dragon's Lair, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew..."

They took a deep breath and walked off.

Sounds of panting echoed throughout the room.

Although Jiang Bai had already left, they had not recovered from the shock.

"That black dragon is that man's pet?"

"My eyes must be playing tricks on me!"

"Who could own a pet like that black dragon?"

"Could it be that he has a contract with the black dragon?"

"Oh my God, that black dragon is even good-looking. I was just thinking about how to become its servant, but now you're telling me that it already has a master! Am I not even allowed to kneel down and lick the feet of the black dragon?"

"D*mn it!"

"I want to become a Beastmaster too! Seeing that makes me so envious!"

Everyone was in lively discussion.

Some made the decision to change their classes to Beastmaster at Level 20.

However, in reality, it was not as easy as they thought.

In Sword and Magic, early-stage Beastmasters were practically useless. First of all, they did not have any life preservation skills. Secondly, nurturing beasts required a large amount of resources.

In Jiang Bai's previous life, even superpowers would only allocate resources to Beastmasters in the middle stages.

It could not be helped. Even with the huge amount of resources consumed in the early stages, a Beastmaster could not be compared to an ordinary close-range warrior or ordinary knight...

Not long after Jiang Bai left, everyone started to worry again.

Out of the 10 Bloodwing Goshawks, only three had died.

There were still seven who had gradually recovered from shock.

Faced with the deaths of their companions, the Bloodwing Goshawks flew into a rage and violently flapped their wings.

A strong wind blew!

The entire arena was chaotic!

The players could hardly stand. They only had the option to retreat at once, or be flung onto the city walls.

"You useless things, get out of the way!"

Hashimoto Sea walked over. There was gold grade equipment on his fists. With each punch, he smashed the players who flew over to death.

He did not look happy. He shook his head at High-pressure Gun beside him.

"As expected, they are truly trash. They can't even beat this kind of gold grade boss!"

High-pressure Gun smiled.

"Wherever you go, trash like that always forms the majority!"

"Let's go and look for Maise the God. He may already be heading for the ninth floor!"

As they spoke, the terrified players instantly became enraged.

"Are you guys courting death?"

An Assassin suddenly grabbed the sword on his waist. His blade flashed and landed on Hashimoto Sea.

"Count me in!"

His companion followed with extreme anger, having been triggered by the word "trash".

Five Assassins faced off against High-pressure Gun and Hashimoto Sea.

"You're just a bunch of Assassins who have killed a few rookies. How dare you raise a ruckus before me and try to attack?"

"Even Maise the God does not have the courage to face me head on!"

High-pressure Gun said with disdain.

He held out a shield in his left hand, deflecting all the attacks.

The Assassins were a bit stunned.

They were not considered slow. At least, compared to a defensive class like High-pressure Gun, they should have been much faster...

How did their opponent grab his defensive equipment and resist their attacks completely?

After being stunned for a moment, they launched another attack.

Three of the Assassins grabbed two darts from their sleeves.

Assassination Technique.

It was a skill that Assassins had to be proficient in.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two darts flew out like formless objects.

Because of their immense speed, only their shadows were visible. Those with poor eyesight could only see air.

As he faced the Assassins' attacks, High-pressure Gun remained calm. One of his hands grabbed a shield, and immediately a protective barrier covered his entire body.

[Radiant Holy Shield Level 2]

[Description: A holy shield formed by the condensation of light. It can resist the attacks of flying objects!]

Bang bang bang!

The darts smashed into the holy shield and fell to the ground.

The Assassins were dumbfounded.

"Is that a full-body defense skill?"

With a full-body defense, unless the attacker had sufficient strength to break through the defense, he would not be able to hurt the opponent at all.

"He resisted it completely!"

"Let's hurry and escape!"

The Assassins finally reacted.

Assassination was the most important aspect of their class.

If their opponent had mastered a full-body defense skill like that, they had to quickly escape.

They could neither compete on strength nor defense. They would be doomed if they stayed.

"Since you've come all the way here, where do you think you're going?"

Hashimoto Sea slammed the ground with his feet and leapt into the air.

The golden gloves on his hands flickered. Then, a fist intent condensed.

Boom!

Hashimoto Sea closed in on the Assassins with the fist intent.

Very quickly, he killed explosively.

"What!"

"How is that possible?"

The Assassins had thought that their speed was the best among the various classes.

But someone who used his fists had caught up with them!

Before they died, the Assassins were filled with disbelief.

As they collapsed, a few of them noticed the guild logo above the heads of Hashimoto Sea and High-pressure Gun.

The words were not very big, but the Assassins' hearts stopped when they saw them.

"Grand Sea Guild!"

"We angered the second-ranked guild in the entire server!"

They were aware that Grand Sea Guild was backed by a superpower in the real world, and that it had an abundance of capital.

Any member of Grand Sea Guild had the opportunity to obtain a large amount of resources.

As such, it was only natural that the fist-wielding Hashimoto Sea had speed that surpassed that of the Assassins.

After all, the power of capital was massive. With enough resources, even an ordinary person could fly.

As the five Assassins fell, the players who had been enraged at being called "trash" earlier did not dare to say anything.

They had no time to escape, and secretly took a few steps back.

No one wanted to anger the members of Grand Sea Guild. That would be courting death.

"As expected! Trash is trash."

Hashimoto Sea said coldly.

Then, he raised his gloves and prepared to send those people back to the resurrection point.

Just as Hashimoto Sea was bringing down his fists, Qin Feng held him back.

"You? What are you doing?"

No one had expected the usually quiet Qin Feng to do that.

"Spare their lives!"

"The information we need at the moment is the whereabouts of Maise the God!"