A strange incident occurred in Black Valley Town.

When people woke up the next day, they found that Monet disappeared on a large scale, and people were in panic for a while.

One night

More than one-third of the population of Black Valley has disappeared.

Incredible!

It's nothing more than imagination.

Where did the missing Monet go?

Is it dead?

Or was it eaten by a monster?

The next night, some sleeping Monet disappeared again.

No matter how they are prepared for it, as long as they are alone, they may disappear inexplicably.

The third night

The same is true.

On the fourth night, the city was panicked and no longer Monet dared to sleep.

Some people have rumored that the demon of the Land of Destruction appeared, a terrifying monster who is interested in swallowing Monet.

He can use a kind of black fire that can instantly burn Monet.

There are rumors that Monet from other races came to take revenge. After all, a group of red Monet was detained a few days ago, which is likely to anger the strong men in the Red Monet tribe.

There are also rumors that it was the gods in the dark who had been punished for the terrifying killings of White Monet for nearly a hundred years.

The Monet practitioners who were in charge of Black Valley gathered many people together, but to no avail.

If piles gather together, the phenomenon of missing pieces will occur.

"What's going on?"

"Has it been found out?"

"What the hell is causing trouble!"

"What is that grey fog?"

Black Valley Clark White is one of the rulers of Black Valley. Their family has ruled Black Valley for hundreds of years and used Black Valley as the prefix of their own name to show their own glory.

The Black Valley family itself is also a well-known existence in the country of White Monet, and is a family of old practitioners.

However, this person who is usually tall and high in Black Valley Town has wrinkles on his face and is so paper-like that his body has wrinkles.

The white body looks gray, like used paper that has been used for a long time.

This is why I haven't had my eyes closed and rested these days.

Once Monets are not well rested, they cannot discharge the special liquid during their physiological period to maintain their whole body. The paper-like body will age quickly. If this continues for a long time, it will even endanger life.

However, he also knew that his condition was very poor, but he really didn't dare to sleep.

If you fall asleep and get caught, it will be over.

Although he did not believe in the legend of ghosts in the Land of Death, it did not prevent him from seeing a large group of people disappear from him with his own eyes.

Just yesterday, a total of 13 Monet practitioners fell into it after a fog of gray, and disappeared.

If he hadn't seen the opportunity, he ran away quickly, and the gray fog had not tracked him, otherwise he would have been done.

At this time, when I heard the gray fog, I looked scared.

The other Monets around him had heavy faces.

Silently silent.

Many people have seen the gray fog and even tried to attack it. However, the physical damage has achieved very few effects. The only magic attack with some effect is that Monet has too small size relative to the giant gray fog, which is equivalent to a drop in the bucket.

It's of no use at all.

"I found a few guys who had been lucky enough to wake up in the grey fog, and they were not taken away."

"But these guys seem to be a little bit clear in their minds, and they keep muttering about the beginning, the beginning of everything, the root of everything, and the beginning of nature!"

"Also say he's coming He's coming Darkness and destruction are not far away."

"The six-point crystal will surely be one!"

A white Monet, who was slightly taller and three or four centimeters taller than the average white Monet, frowned and was quite impressed by those words of those who were lucky enough to survive.

A six-point crystal will surely be one?

Hearing this sentence, Clark frowned suddenly and his eyes shrank deeply.

The people around him watched his mood fluctuations, and his heart was filled with movement.

"Sir, do you know what six-point crystal is?"

It was still the tall white Monet, his tone was a little low and hoarse at this moment.

Although he asked Clark, he lowered his head and did not go to see him. This was the most rude behavior in Monet's world.

In particular, Clark was his boss, the most powerful ruler in Black Valley.

"Rareless! What six-point crystal, what are you talking nonsense!"

"Besides, what is your attitude!"

"Are you questioning me?"

"Who gives you the courage!"

Clark was furious. Of course, he was not because of Clark's overreach, but because he was asking about the Six-point Crystal!

This secret is a taboo!

It is the secret kept by all the White Monet family!

A secret that ordinary Monet can never be known.

"Damn it!"

"How do those ordinary guys know the secret of the six-point crystal?"

"Is it the other hostile forces, the yellow Monet is making trouble, but it shouldn't be."

Clark muttered in his heart, cursing at the guy who dared to release six-point crystals.

This is the reverse scale that touches all families!

Never let it go lightly.

"Haha, is that?"

"It seems that you know it!"

Kreus's low and hoarse voice rang again.

The others frowned at this time. They didn't understand what this guy was going to do.

Do you think that Black Valley Town can shake the Clark family's rule if it is in turmoil?

It's simply delusional!

"Kellus! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

Clark was so angry!

The paper body shook, and the liquid hidden in the body flowed rapidly, and some traces of blood vessels, tendons, veins, and bones could be seen vaguely.

This guy has already reached a very far place on the road of Monet's practice.

You should know that the purpose of Monet’s practice is to build a complete internal organs, blood vessels, bones, etc. Everything is hidden in a thin paper body and eventually turns into real flesh and blood creatures!

"Who gave me the courage?"

"Hehe, of course it's you, my great city lord"

Kreus slowly raised his head, and his body fluttered without wind.

The paper body, surrounded by a trace of gray mist, floated up and down in the void.

Drops of blood-colored tears dripped out of his eyes, more and more, and finally covered his entire white body.

Under the horrifying eyes of many Monet, it seemed to melt and turned into a pool of liquid like blood.

I don't know where the wind comes from

Start whistling around.

The temperature drops rapidly!

All Monet couldn't help but shivered.
To be continued...