time stop 499 years

Death and rebirth!

Death and vitality!

Darkness and light!

It is almost impossible to describe his mood at this moment in words.

"Chase, don't let her run away"

"But the front is close to the land of extinction"

"Hmph! Give her courage, she doesn't dare to enter there!! For thousands of years, the only way to enter there is a dead end, without exception! It's better to be caught by us!"

Suddenly, several chirping sounds sounded in the distance of the forest.

Wu Hao frowned. There are still intelligent beings living in this small world?

What's even weirder is, why can he understand these chirping, bird-like languages?

Weird!

Chapter 40 Monet Jasmine

In this world, or in the small world of enchantment that Wu Hao thought, there lived the Monet family.

——The Monet Family

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

If you had to describe it, it would probably be very similar to the paper figurines in Hua Kingdom legends.

The kind of little paper man made of paper money after human death.

It's just that compared to the paper dolls, the Monet family is more delicate and flexible.The former is a dead thing, the latter is a living thing.

According to the inheritance records of the Monet family, they have lived here since the beginning of the world.

Ten thousand years ago, it formed its own unique Monet culture, Monet language, and Monet inheritance.

This world is also called Monet's world.

And also developed his own practice system, which was named after Monet.

At the beginning, there were many other dangerous creatures in Monet's world, and there were many intelligent creatures comparable to them, but with the rise of Monet's practitioners, these creatures were all slaughtered.

There are only a few remnants, hiding in the corners of the world, terrified all day long.

So, thousands of years ago, the Monet clan that almost unified the world began to attack their own clan.

These terrifying seeds of cruelty and bloodthirsty don't spare even the slightest bit from their own people.

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

Completely slaughtered the former black Monet.Up to now, there are probably only two colors of Monet left in the world.

White Monet and Yellow Monet.

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

Nuoda's world is occupied by white Monet and yellow Monet.

Large 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 about as big as BJ City, the capital of Huaguo.

Outside, there is what Monet calls the boundary, if Wu Hao sees it, he will know that this is the enchantment.

In the east of Monet's world, there is a Kotra White Federation composed of white Monet.In the country of White Monet, it is probably in the upper middle class.

Has been a hawkish nation dedicated to massacring all alien color Monet.

This time, the hunting team of Karaka Bai and Triet Bai belonging to Kotla Bai found several red monets in a rare canyon.

You must know that this thing has not appeared for hundreds of years.

Red Monet's body, handed over to the corresponding practitioner, can get a big reward.

It was worth half a year's harvest in the wild.

So they hunted all the way, killed some of the red Monet, and after capturing most of them, there was only one red Monet left, which was chased to the land of extinction by them.

"Humph!"

"It's useless for you to run."

"Ahead is the land of silence. For thousands of years, all who enter are dead ends!"

"I advise you to be honest and donate the corpse to us."

"Red Monet practitioner, your corpse can definitely be sold for a good price."

Karaka looked greedily at the red Monet who was not far away with a face of hatred, swallowed and said.

"Tsk tsk, you can really run."

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

Triet was getting a little impatient.

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

"Humph!"

"ridiculous!"

"Forgive me?"

"The cruelest white Monet, when will you have sympathy? I only hate that my ancestors believed your lies. If it was possible, I should really let all your ancestors die in the great change that year."

"White Monet, not a single good thing!"

Red Monet said bitterly.

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

He is also the only Monet practitioner.

It's a pity that their ethnic group will also disappear completely in this world.

Looking at the gray-black dead land behind him, Jasmine's eyes flickered with fear as he thought of all the horrors and legends about this place.

But immediately, a strong sense of guilt came over him.

As the only cultivator in her small group, Jasmine has always been the hope of the entire group.It has been rumored in the ethnic group that she will lead her own group to end the dark life of hiding in Tibet, end the pursuit of White Monet, and end their rule.

Legend has it that she will meet the greatest gods in a terrifying death zone. The ancestor of their Red Monet was born in the hands of the gods, which is the original source of Red Monet.

Under the leadership of this god, they will overcome obstacles, end the chaotic world ruled by the white Monet, and open a new chapter for the red Monet family.

Jasmine is also extremely convinced.

Because, just a few days ago, she discovered that the sacred thing that was worshiped in her own group, which was rumored to be a god, had a reaction.

Countless red threads spread out from the fetish.According to the guidance from somewhere, Jasmine went out one after another, trying to find the legendary god.

It was also because of the constant going out that the White Monets discovered their traces, which led to the White Monets' suppression, and most of the people in the ethnic group fell into their hands.

It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets.

Jasmine no longer believed in the words of the gods.She even suspected that this was just a big lie told by her ancestors.

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

But now, it's all coming to an end.

She will step into the land of silence that all Monets fear, and face the double death of body and soul.

Thinking about the various legends of the Land of Silence, and looking at the white Monet who was chasing behind him, the fear in Jasmine's eyes flashed away.

In my mind, I am nostalgic for the life of the former ethnic group, thinking about the appearance of my relatives.

"Sorry, everyone!"

"Jasmine is here to accompany you!"

Whoosh!

Jasmine crossed the boundary between green and black, and stepped into the dead and dark land.

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

Black energy seemed to be continuously drilling into her body from the earth.

My mind became extremely chaotic, and the exasperated shouts of those white Monets sounded in my ears.

However, Jasmine could no longer hear it.

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

next moment~

boom!

Jasmine vaguely felt that she had bumped into something, and the next moment, a cold, chilly aura spread over.

Drive out the energy that was tearing you apart before.

"So comfortable!"

"Yeah!"

Jasmine pouted in a daze, and slowly opened her eyes.

The next moment, her small mouth opened suddenly, and she looked at the scene in front of her in shock.

"Gods and spirits"

The gods belonging to the red Monet actually appeared!

How can it be!

Chapter 41 The Broken Core

Wu Hao looked at a small red paper figurine, which came out of the forest.

Then, from the gray-black ground, traces of gray-black energy escaped into the paper figurine's body, and black flames erupted from her small body.

This little guy seemed to be going out of his mind. He panicked and ran towards him in a daze without even looking.

"My God, what is that?!"

"That must be the supreme demon who rules the Land of Silence!"

"Quick, run!"

Disorderly calls came from the front.

I don't know if there is the word "devil" in Monet's language, anyway, that's what it means in Wu Hao's ears.

It's those white Monets.

With a thought, the ghost mist whizzed away and caught a few white monets back in an instant.

The latter's body was stiff, and under the wrap of the mist, he dared not move and trembled.

The interesting thing is that these strange little guys can actually 'sweat' in fear, but the sweat that flows out seems to be a kind of white juice.

Put a few white monets aside, protected by ghost fog from this dead place.

Wu Hao has already discovered that it seems that these little guys will be supplied with energy here in this dead and silent place, just like being ignited by fire.

Entering it, it will burn itself, and it will be completely destroyed after one hour or three quarters.

Ignoring the white Monet for the time being, Wu Hao looked at the little red guy he saw first.

He turned his head and looked at Jasmine.

At this moment, the little guy was looking at him in a daze, with surprise and bewilderment on his face.

His mouth was murmuring, not knowing what he was muttering.

A moment later, he gently touched Ghost Mist with his small hand, and then his face was full of intoxication and happiness.

Wu Hao raised his eyebrows rather strangely.