MTL - Transcendent Dawn-Chapter 811 Wasteland world

material world.

　　 Looking down from a high place, you can see that the former New Laplace continent is divided into three, and there are many islands around it. Among the star-like islands, the land of the gods is the most extensive.

　　 The terrible storm and other natural disasters have been shrouded in it for a long time.

　　 "Not only that, the three continents have become much larger..."

　　 Thulhu continue to watch.

The three main continents are distributed in a triangle. The continent above is dominated by the kingdom of orcs. At this time, the magician’s suppression was lost. The orcs began to brutally slaughter humans and avenge their previous grudges. The purebred races are extinct.

　　 And the continent in the lower left corner is the kingdom of mankind. At this time, the magic empire of Neisser collapsed, coupled with natural and man-made disasters, it degraded to the city-state stage in one breath, lingering in various disasters.

　　 As for the continent in the lower right corner, it was the area near the sea before. Montage's dependents lived together with humans and a small number of orcs, suffering the effects of disasters.

　　In the scattered islands, there may be life and even human beings, but degenerating into a savage is the best result.

　　 "The influence of the gods on the world is profound and permanent..."

Thulhu looked at all of this and couldn't help pursing his lips: "Well... the collapse of the magic net has had a profound impact on the world... the foundation of the superstring warrior and the magician, the string, is destroyed. I am afraid that these two extraordinary roads will be over..."

　　 "This world has become unfriendly to humans..."

　　 The emergence of Montage, the pollution of the evil god, the probability of biological mutation in the ocean is extremely high.

　　 And the mainland will also give birth to many ‘monsters’ and ‘monsters’ due to the leakage of the aura of God’s war.

　　 Humans and orcs have lost the power of superstring warriors and magicians when the living environment of humans and orcs is extremely deteriorated, which is simply worse.

　　 "The world is fair and just, and will not favor any race... Human beings have harmed the world in order to enshrine the gods. This is the hurt of the world feedback..."

　　 Thulhu is the creator, and there is nothing to say about the race whose living environment is extremely deteriorating.

　　 After all, these new families, monsters, monsters... are also his creations.

　　 "I just don't know what their potential is..."

　　 Thulhu chose to wait quietly.

　　 In a blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed.

　　On the continent where humans live.

　　 Thulhu walks on the deserted continent.

This is a dangerous wasteland. There are mutated monsters that provoke an inexplicable atmosphere. Some of them can manipulate flames, some can breathe thick fog, and some can even be invisible. They are all mutated from ordinary species. .

　　 At night and in some strange places, some very strange monsters will appear, which are contaminated by mixed pollution and have the ability to pollute the human mind.

　　 Corresponding to them are human beings. They have not changed at all, but have lost their extraordinary power and become gradually humble.

　　 Outside a bread grove.

　　The fruits produced by the trees here are rich in starch, and they have the aroma of bread when they are baked. They are quite good food.

　　 At this time, the branches of the bread tree are hanging a lot of fruits, which attracts unknown scavengers.

　　They are human beings in the new era. They are wearing burlap clothes, it is difficult to cover the body and keep out the cold. Their faces are dark, only their eyes are shiny, staring at the bread woods and swallowing their saliva.

　　 "Big sister... I'm hungry!"

　　 Phil swallowed.

　　 He is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a yellow face and thin skin, with his eyes fixed on the bread woods.

　　 It is not his own sister who is called the ‘big sister’s head’ by him, but the leader of his orphan.

　　 There are many orphans like them in the rear gathering spot. If there is not enough food, they may starve to death by the road the next day, and their bodies will be used for suspicious purposes.

　　 "Can't go now!"

　　 The eldest sister is in her twenties. Although she is small and thin, her arms and thighs have strong lines. This is not the kind of nutritious bodybuilding, but like a pier coolie, the ‘failure’ that is solid on the outside and emptied on the inside.

　　 With a stick of grass in her mouth, she kept chewing, as if she was relying on this to resist the erosion of hunger: "Have you seen the group of monsters wandering in the woods? We went together, and they were all dead..."

　　 Inside the bread grove, there are a group of white monsters cruising.

　　 They have human torsos, wrapped in white cloth strips, like mummies.

　　 The collapse of the magic net gave the animals magic power.

　　 And this kind of mummy is a special monster that is contaminated due to the war of gods.

　　 In a way, they are more difficult to deal with than Warcraft.

In addition to these monsters, there are also rumors of strange items on the mainland, such as crystal shoes that will continue to dance to death when you wear them, mirrors that can swallow living people, etc.... It is also the breath of ordinary items leaked by gods The formation of'pollution' further compresses the living space of mankind.

　　 "Tanasha! Our boss has decided that you will come out alone to lead those monsters away!"

　　 Several groups of scavengers slowly retreated and confronted them for a long time. From the "Black Tiger Gang" and "Skull Society" on the opposite side, two people came out and looked at Tanasa and the orphans around her with a grin.

　　 Tanasa's face sank.

　　 In order to survive, sacrifice is inevitable, but she has the least power and can only bear it silently.

　　 But with such a large group of monsters, how can one child be able to lead away, I am afraid that three or four are not enough!

　　 Phil stared nervously at the two groups of people on the opposite side. Although they were also yellow and thin ~www.novelbuddy.com~ but they were older than them, and some looked at them, they all showed their eyes as if they were looking at food, which was chilling.

　　 "We... leave! I'm not involved in this matter anymore."

　　 Tanasa thought for a while and made the final decision.

　　 "Big sister head..."

　　 Phil was very sad, looking at a few friends who were almost shaky.

　　 If there is no harvest in the wilderness this time, the team may starve to death again.

　　 "Otherwise? You go or me?"

　　 Tanasa glanced at him and lowered her voice: "All of us who can beat are dead, and the other children will not survive."

　　 This is the helplessness of struggling for survival!

　　 Phil clenched his fist secretly.

　　 "Now... it's not a question of whether you want to participate."

　　 Two people who spoke out from the Black Tiger Gang and the Skull and Bones Club came out with grinning smiles on their faces: "You group, just can lead away the monsters and let us take the opportunity to get food."

"you guys……"

　　 Tanasa pulled out a knife, with a dangerous look on her face: "Want to die?"

　　 To survive in this era, one must be fierce.

　　 Just as the situation on both sides was about to break out, there was a sudden movement in the bread grove.

　　 "The monster... was alarmed!"

　　 Phil turned his head and saw a figure.