This world, or the small world of barriers that Wu Hao believes, lives in the Monet clan.

I can only live here, like a cage, and cannot go out.

In fact, it is equivalent to a small copy.

Monet clan

A kind of intelligent creature that is as thin as a piece of paper, generally three to five inches tall, with facial features and limbs similar to humans. The whole body is probably white.

If you have to describe it, it is probably very similar to the legendary paper man in China.

The kind of small paper man made of paper money after humans die.

However, compared with paper men, the Monet tribe is more refined and flexible. The former is a dead object, while the latter is a living creature.

In the records of the Monet clan's inheritance, they have lived here since the creation of the world.

Ten thousand years ago, we formed our own unique Monet culture, Monet language, and Monet inheritance.

This world is also called the Monet World.

He also developed his own practice system and named it Monet.

At that time, there were many other dangerous creatures in Monet's world, and there were many wise creatures comparable to them. However, with the rise of Monet's practitioners, these creatures were slaughtered.

There is only a little remnant, hiding in the corners of the world, and being frightened all day long.

All, thousands of years ago, the Monet clan, who had almost unified the world, began to attack their own clan.

These terrible seeds of cruelty and bloodthirsty killing do not hesitate to their own people at all.

Originally, there were many other colors of Monet in the Monet clan, but as the internal war began, the cruelest and cunning white Monet gradually gained the upper hand.

The former black Monet was completely slaughtered. Now, there are probably only two colors of Monet left in the world.

White Monet and Yellow Monet.

Compared with the former, the yellow Monet is relatively calm, but only relatively speaking.

The vast world is occupied by white Monet and yellow Monet.

All the big and small are divided into more than a dozen Monet countries or alliances.

If you want to describe the size of Monet's world, it is probably as big as BJ City, the capital of China.

Outside, it is the marginal boundary that Monet calls it. If Wu Hao sees it, he will know that this is the barrier.

In the east of Monet's world, there is a Cotra White Federation composed of white Monet. Among the white Monet's countries, they are probably the upper-middle country.

It has always been a hawkish country dedicated to massacre all alien colors Monet.

This time, the Karaka Bai and Telite Bai hunting teams, who belonged to Cotra Bai, found several red Monets in a rare canyon.

You know, this thing hasn't appeared for hundreds of years.

The red Monet's corpse can be handed over to the corresponding practitioners, and a big reward can be obtained.

It's worth the harvest they had when they were hunting in the wild for half a year.

So they chased and killed some of the red Monet. After capturing most of them, the last red Monet was left, and they chased them to the land of nirvana.

"Hmph!"

"It's useless for you to run."

"The place of nirvana is ahead. For thousands of years, all you have entered are dead!"

"I advise you to be honest and contribute your body to us."

"A red Monet practitioner, your body can definitely be sold for a good price."

Karaka looked at the hatred red Monet not far away, swallowing and saying.

"Tsk tsk, you can really run."

"However, all your tribe members are dead. I advise you to surrender honestly. Maybe we are in a good mood and will spare your life!"

Telite was already a little impatient.

In front, the red Monet stared at the two of them tightly, and the hatred gaze almost turned into a blazing flame.

"snort!"

"ridiculous!"

"Give me aside?"

"When will the cruelest white Monet have sympathy? I only regret that the former ancestors believed your lies. If possible, they would really let all your ancestors die in the great change that year."

"White Monet, there is no good thing!"

Red Monet said hatefully.

Her name is Jasmine Hong, and she is the last red Monet remaining in their group.

He is also the only Monet practitioner.

Unfortunately, their tribe will also disappear completely in this world.

Looking at the gray and black dead silent place behind him, thinking of the horror legends of this place, a trace of fear flashed in Jasmine's eyes.

But then, a strong guilt hit my heart.

As the only practitioner in her small clan, Jasmine has always been the hope of the entire clan. It has been circulated in the clan that she will lead her clan to end the darkness of life, hiding from all over the world, ending the pursuit of White Monet, and ending their rule.

Legend has it that she would meet the greatest gods in a terrifying death zone. The ancestor of the Red Monet was born in the hands of the gods and was the original source of the Red Monet.

Under the leadership of this god, they will overcome all obstacles, end this troubled times under the rule of white Monet, and open a new chapter of the Red Monet clan.

Jasmine also believed it very much.

Because, just a few days ago, she found that the sacrifice was in her own tribe, and the rumor was a divine object that was a god, and she actually responded.

Countless red silk threads spread out from the divine objects. According to the guidance in the dark, Jasmine went out one after another, trying to find the legendary gods.

It was also because of the constant outing that the White Monets discovered the traces, which led to the White Monets' clearance, and most of the people in the tribe were trapped in their hands.

If you say, it is fake not to regret it.

Jasmine no longer believes in the sayings of the gods. She even suspects that this is just a lie told by her ancestors.

It is just to give the younger generations the courage and hope to survive.

But now, it's about to end.

She will enter the land of terror of all Monets, and welcome the double death of the body and soul.

Thinking of the various legends of the land of dying, looking at the white Monet who was chasing her behind her, the fear in Jasmine's eyes flashed away.

I miss the past ethnic life and the appearance of my relatives.

"I'm sorry, everyone!"

"Marl is here to accompany you!"

Whoosh!

Jasmine crossed the boundary between green and black and entered the dead and dark land.

For a moment, she felt that her body was about to be ignited.

The black energy seemed to be constantly drilling into her body from the earth.

My mind became extremely chaotic, and the angry shouts of white Monet sounded in my ears.

However, Jasmine could never hear it again.

She just felt that her body was about to be torn apart.

Next moment~

Bang!

Jasmine felt in a daze that she bumped into something, and the next moment, a cold feeling spread with a hint of chill.

Exhaust all the energy you had to tear apart before.

“So comfortable!”

"Yaah!"

Jasmine pouted in a daze and slowly opened her eyes.

The next moment, her little mouth suddenly opened and she looked at the scenery in front of her with a shocked look.

"Gods and Gods"

The god belonging to the Red Monet actually appeared!
Chapter completed!