After five days of fear, the war demon found that he was still able to play normally at dawn on the sixth day, and he was not forced to quit, so he knew that what he heard was five days in reality. In reality, a day is about half a month in purgatory, and five days can pass the coldest time of winter, and then I can't control what the situation is.

A few days after John returned from the war demons, it began to snow in Purgatory. The arrival of the first snow represents the arrival of winter, as well as a respite from the killing in purgatory. When it snowed, John used the power of the rock dragon to seal the entrance above his head. The little dragon vulture was quite uncomfortable a few days ago, and flew a few laps towards the exit position, and then stopped. However, with the onset of winter, the baby dragon vulture has grown in appetite, and in the past, it only had to eat a small strip of rock dragon meat and no longer eat, but after entering the winter, it has to eat nearly twice as much food every day, and sleep longer than in the past. When it snowed for the third time outside, the little dragon vultures went to John and ate a large amount of the flesh of the rock dragon, and then fell into a deep sleep in the hides lair by the campfire.

John didn't build much equipment during this time, but instead began to toss around the mud, he really wanted to make some ceramics, after all, those things made a deep impression on him. So after that time, Lily found out that John often played with mud in his workshop, and Lily was inexplicable to watch. One winter, the campfire beside the dridle was never extinguished, and John instructed Lily to take care of the campfire of the vulture, and Lily naturally took care of it - that said, it was just a matter of getting out of her room from time to time to add some firewood to the campfire. It's just that because of the concern in my heart, I can't stay in my room and sleep in my room all the time in winter. In this way, this task is actually quite idle. At least Lily was happy with the task. Instead of going out on adventures or doing all sorts of time-consuming and laborious work, you just have to put some firewood in the hall at your leisure, sit by the campfire and cook the jerky, boil the snow outside in a newly bought stone pot, or boil a pot of steaming broth. Think about it in the past, when I spent the winter, I could only nest in a certain corner, hoping that the wind would not blow over, shivering may not even have enough food, and the current days should not be too comfortable.

Lily, who was living a comfortable life, lay down in the hidet, reached out and threw a piece of firewood into the campfire, looking at the broth that was already gurgling on the campfire, and struggled to stand out of the hidet. The demon clan was not afraid of the heat, so he directly reached out and took the stone pot off the campfire and held it in his hand. Feeling the warmth in her hand, Lily narrowed her eyes comfortably.

This is what John saw when he came out, Lily was sitting by the campfire eating the broth, not even wiping the broth off the corner of her mouth, and the little dragon vulture was curled up next to it, still sleeping, and John could see the rock dragon meat in its belly constantly digesting and nourishing the little dragon vulture.

It's peaceful. John sighed in his heart.

Time passed imperceptibly. One winter, Catherine just watched John play in the mud there, killing and burning nothing decent. Every time I learn to open the furnace, it is either a lump of soft lying on my stomach or a pile of debris. But John finally found some tricks, such as the ratio of water to add, or the temperature when firing, take your time, anyway, the last thing he lacks is time.

One day, John was still tending to his stove. Inside the furnace is the ratio of cement that John has tried for a long time, and the temperature has taken him a lot of time to get out, and the furnace will be open in a while. While waiting, John was also forging a shield. If this shield is seen in the Source Continent, it is already a big shield, and ordinary warriors can't even use it very flexibly, but for the demons who are generally larger than humans, it is just a slightly larger small shield, and it doesn't even belong to the middle shield.

An ordinary shield, so common that John didn't even use any of the precious ores, only iron ore and copper ore. It's just what John did to pass the time, making it and tossing it aside. John has already made a lot of such things, and some of them are not just ordinary materials, and some of them are of quality that can even match the decapitators he made for the war demons before, but he didn't keep them, but let Camherine put these things everywhere in purgatory at will, and if any demon finds them, then use them herself. It's just that in this way, according to Camaline, the fate of many demons has been chaotic.

"Kamlaline, this is done. John said, holding up his shield. The phantom of Kamlaine appeared in the air, looking at the shield in John's hand: "John, don't rush to get these now." Someone is looking for you. John wondered, "Who's looking for me?"

As soon as this question was spoken, he saw a void cave appear in front of him. This is not the first time John has seen such a scene, it is like this every time the Old Gods appear. Is it the same old god again this time?" John put down his shield and looked into the void and thought.

Which ancient god is it? There are only a few ancient gods who have intersections with you, but they will come to find you...... Thinking of this, John suddenly knew who was coming.

"Big~a~sub~" Before he came out, the voice had already floated out. Hearing this fluttering end, John didn't feel a shudder. Before he could come back to his senses, he saw a white figure suddenly burst out of the void cavern and slammed into John's abdomen. "Wow......" John felt as if his stomach had been hit by some attack, and for a moment it was compressed, as if he wanted to vomit out everything he had eaten in the morning, even though he hadn't eaten anything in the morning.

When he felt a little better, John reached out and touched the little guy who was still holding him and rubbing his head on his stomach: "Long time no see, Selena." "Uh-huh, it's been a long time!" "Counting, it seems that after fighting with the tower, he was dragged into various worlds, and then after coming back, he was in purgatory, and he didn't return to the source continent, and he didn't see Selena again.

Selena rubbed enough, then let go of John and waved happily. John looked at Selena's hand as if she was still holding something like a doll, and as Selena's hand continued to shake, the doll also drew various arcs in the air, and bumped into the surrounding things from time to time.

It's still so energetic. John looked at his rare friend in this world with a smile on his face.