After a moment

A blood-red paper man slowly crawled out of his blood.

Unlike the red Monet, the color of this paper man is a dark red similar to blood.

Drops of blood were still dripping from his body, dripping on the ground, but turned into gray mist and returned to his body.

What hits me was endless smell of blood.

Unknown!

dark!

fear!

Monet was stunned, not knowing how to describe the breath he felt at this moment.

The ultimate twist brings the ultimate fear.

Is this Clers?

What's wrong with him?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Magnificent power!"

"A powerful existence!"

"This is the real perfect body!"

It was still Clers' voice. This time his voice was no longer hoarse and low, but was full of gloom and madness.

"Cleus, you"

"What the hell are you doing!"

Clark could no longer be as stable as Mount Tai, but he pressed his fearful heart and asked sternly.

"do what?"

"I want to eat you"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Clers' mouth. What was strange was that even some Monet around him had some fearful and strange smiles on his face.
Chapter completed!