The dark red earth, the mountains are undulating, the plains are vast, and the rivers are crisscrossed like blood vessels, flowing in the decaying flesh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky was shrouded in a faint flush, like the glow of the evening, but it was always the same.

On the banks of a large river that is more than dozens of miles wide and stretches for an unknown number of miles, a mountain has been dug up in half, revealing even darker mud and stones.

Boiling, like ants, I don't know how many creatures shuttle back and forth in it.

These creatures are humanoid, but their flesh and skin are mostly a strange red, as if they have been whipped all over their bodies, and the color of blood is stirred up.

It's the body color.

The hair is black or yellow, but when it comes to the skylight, it seems that you can see wisps of redness.

These humanoid creatures were covered with ragged pieces of cloth that could only cover some of the most important places. Silently, rickety, they carried or carried, and mined baskets of dirt and boulders, smashed them, sifted them, and then transported them to the river, and poured them into the river.

Numbness. The execution of the machine is like a sound, and even the look on the face is the same, like rotten wood, and there is no trace of life in the eyes.

Unkind. There was a loud bang, a large number of earth and rocks collapsed, and in the faint scream, I don't know how many people were smashed into flesh and buried alive, and they only had a glance around, and they no longer paid attention. It's like eating and drinking, human life is like mustard, the least valuable.

Occasionally, there was a crackle, and the whip exploded, followed by a scolding and shouting.

I saw a tall and close to the foot of a man whose complexion was much darker than that of these numb slaves, with some dark red tentacles on his face, and a monster-like sturdy figure, grabbed a slave who had fallen to the ground due to fatigue, picked up the leather whip, and whipped him to death. Then just throw it away like garbage, and leave it aside.

Dark red blood slowly leached out from under the corpse.

The slaves around him seemed to be pressed and paused, and their eyes were dead, looking at the man, and their scalps were numb.

The tall figure with a fleshy beard shouted violently, and pointed a leather whip at the corpse: "Look at what you see! Do your work! Whoever dares to be lazy, this is the end!"

In the face of the cruel eyes, the slaves were silent, lowered their heads, and returned to their original appearance.

"What a!"

The man spat angrily, his face cold.

However, not far from the mine, on a sand dune on the bank of the river, two men were sitting cross-legged across from each other. The figures were visible in all directions against the pale red skylight, but under the mine, no one seemed to see them, and they were directly ignored.

One of them was dressed in a chaotic-colored robe, his face was indifferent, and his bearing was ethereal, not like an ordinary person. He wore a jade crown on his head, a jade belt around his waist, and a sword across his knees.

It is the multiverse world tree realm, the head of the Taiyi Sect, and the Taiyi people are also.

In front of the Taoist, sitting opposite him was a thin young man.

This young man looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, his face is thin and only a piece of skin remains, his cheekbones are high, and the whole person looks like a skeleton, but vaguely, his heroic silhouette can still be seen.

The boy's complexion is very light, less red and more yellow, messy black hair, under the eyebrows, a pair of pupils, more black and less red. Although the clothes on the body are decayed, it can be seen that the material is not ordinary.

"What is this?"

A ray of brilliance flashed in the Daoist's eyes, and the young man replied numbly and mechanically, "This is a crimson essence deposit in the middle of the Red River Hills. ”

Crimson Concentrate?

When Taiyi heard this, his expression couldn't help but move.

This crimson spirit, he knew. Isn't it what the Red Demon Venerable got from the projection of Setolak's clone in the first place!?

It turned out to be a mineral deposit, mined by such means!

The Taoist understood his mind and asked, "What is your name, what is your origin, where do you come from, and why did you become a slave in mining?"

As soon as these words came out, the Taoist felt a resentment that almost turned into substance, and erupted from the young man's eyes.

With a move in his heart, he hurriedly increased his mana and cast a soul dementoring method.

The hideous color on the young man's face flashed, and then he became numb, and then replied: "My name is Dongshi, and I am from the Dong clan, one of the three major families of the Hongyuan Empire. Home in the royal capital of the Red Plains. Because of the color of my skin, I was beaten as a lowly borrower and sent here to mine. ”

After hearing this, the Taoist pondered for a moment and said, "Because of the color of the skin?"

"Yes. Dongshi Machinery replied: "The skin color represents the bloodline, and the darker the skin color, the more noble the bloodline." The lighter the complexion, the more lowly it is. ”

I see.

Taiyi knew it in his heart, and said: "Since you are from a big family, you must have an extraordinary bloodline inheritance. Although you have a light complexion, after all, you are from a big family, can't your family protect you?"

"The canons of the Scarlet God Cult, the royal family can't resist either. Dongshi replied: "The family is ashamed of me, and my peers have repeatedly bullied me. ”

"Hmm..." the Taoist bowed slightly.

Yes, even if this young man is from a big family, he has a shallow complexion, and he will definitely not be welcomed.

However, the Taoist thought about it, even so, with the big clan as a person, he must have drowned if he was born, why should he raise him, raise him and not protect him, and be assigned here as a mining slave?

So he asked.

Dongshi replied.

Only then did the Taoist know that it turned out that this was based on the color of the skin, although it was a consistent rule in this world, but Dongshi was from a big clan after all, and it was also a bit of a privilege. Although he was oppressed and his life was not happy, he would not have fallen to this point.

For the sake of the roots, it will fall to a year ago.

This crimson world, what is the worldview, although the boy is from a big family, but after all, he is young, and he has never been too clear, only knowing this Red Plains Empire. And the Taoist came from the multiverse, due to the difference in the appearance of the world's laws, he had not adapted for a while, and he was suppressed by the world because of his mana powers, and he could not directly communicate the laws and ask for information.

Only from this young man's mouth, the Taoist learned that there is a big country within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, which is the so-called Hongyuan Empire. The Red Plains Empire, its true ruler, is not the royal family, but the Scarlet God Cult.

All kinds of rules are established by the Divine Religion, and the royal family can only follow them.

A year ago, the Patriarch of the Red Plains Empire disappeared for no apparent reason. This leads to turbulent undercurrents.

This Scarlet God Cult, the patriarch has extraordinary power, and all along, there has been a patriarch to suppress it, and no one can make waves. But under the patriarch, the rest of the congregation are ordinary people. At most, the complexion is darker, the blood is stronger, and there is some brute strength, which is not extraordinary.

Since the disappearance of the Patriarch, there have been many people who have been oppressed by the Scarlet God Cult and are ready to move. There have even been rebels in various places, gathering tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of troops to fight against the Scarlet God Cult.

It's complicated and tangled, but as soon as Taiyi's mind turns, it's clear.

This incident is nothing more than because the Scarlet God Cult lacks extraordinary power to suppress it, and the contradiction between the royal power and the divine power has always erupted. Roughly this rebellion, there are also some hands and feet of the high-ranking people in power of the Red Plains Empire.

Otherwise, in just one year, countless rebels would be able to gather tens or hundreds of thousands of troops. If you don't have backing, you can't.

However, after all, the Scarlet God Cult has a deep heritage, and it is not a so-called rebel, and it can be overthrown in just one year. Since the first few major battles, there has been a stalemate.

Because the leaders of the rebels are mostly light-skinned pariahs, the Scarlet God Cult has begun an internal purge!

Not to mention the Dongshi of the Dong family, along with the royal family and those with light skin, they were all beaten as cheap, or directly killed, or distributed for mining.

The Scarlet Divine Cult has stood for countless years, fierce and mighty, and the royal class does not dare to turn their faces directly, and is afraid that the patriarch will return at some point, so they can only grit their teeth and endure it, and only dare to use their hands behind their backs to test the bottom line of the Divine Cult by the hands of the rebels.

From Dongshi's words, Taiyi people quickly sorted out many deep-seated mysteries.

The Patriarch of the Scarlet God Cult disappeared, and it was clear that he was recruited by Setorak, either beheaded or suppressed by the prisoners. To Setolac, he is the Lord of the World, the Lord God of the Scarlet Cult. But now he has been calculated, and he is extremely weak. Such a heroic figure, so he did it to his subordinates, just to ensure that there would be no accidents when he was weak. Ensure that the authority of the Crimson World will not be sidelined.

The chaos of the mundane is not in the eyes of Setolak. Even if the Scarlet Cult is suppressed without supernatural power and overthrown, as long as he Setolak is still there, there will be a second Scarlet Cult and a third Scarlet Cult.

The Taiyi people were not sure if the so-called patriarch of the Scarlet God Cult with extraordinary powers had really been killed by Setolak's design. If not, I guess at this time, it should be about to be put back, right?

The Taihong Dao people were imprisoned by the seal, and the authority of Setolak was temporarily stable. I was able to spare some energy to deal with the affairs of the Scarlet God Cult.

Speaking of Setolac as a hero, in order to protect his authority, he did not even let go of his subordinates. But there is one premise, and that is that there are no variables.

But the appearance of Taihong Dao people made Setolak feel the crisis.

If his subordinates were only suppressed by him, he would surely change his thinking and rely on it again. Even at many costs!

If there is a Taihong Dao person, can't there be a second Taihong Dao person?

For example, the Red Demon Venerable?

Compared with the people under his hands, Taihong Daoren, who can directly compete with him for world power, is the most dangerous person!

Therefore, the Taiyi people concluded that if the transcendent class of the Scarlet God Sect had not been killed by Setolak, then it would definitely reappear!

And just recently.

Combine the various situations learned from the young Dongshikou with his own thoughts and thoughts, and Taiyi people will have a corresponding plan!

"Rebellion... It's a good rebellion, but it's not a chance for the deity?"

The Taoist stood up with a faint smile on his face.

Then he solved the soul technique, the young man Dongshi was a spirit, came back to his senses, and when he saw the Taoist again, the young man's face showed a look of panic, and he shouted: "Who are you! What have you done to me!"

The Taoist standing in front of him was like a black mountain, which made him breathless.