In the evening, John found a flat spot and set up a pyre out of the dead branches and leaves around it. John moved a suitable stone and sat down on the edge of the pyre, and the egg in his hand still looked unchanged, but in John's eyes, there was already a small flame burning in this egg, and it was getting bigger and bigger. It seems that this is the soul of the little griffon.

The flames lit by John burned more and more vigorously on the pyre, and the meat roasted on the edge of the fire was licked by tongues of fire from time to time, and each drop of roasted oil made the flames below burst into joy. But John's attention was no longer on the roasted piece of meat. Now John stared at the egg, full of interest.

Whether it was in the Age of Fire, in the Source Continent, or on the Primordial Stone Road, John had never seen the birth of life- If I have to say, I met a pregnant dog on the way to the living sacrifice, but the strange thing is that John did not see the birth of a soul in that bulging belly, so he saw a soul from nothing, and grew and expanded, when it was born yesterday, it was originally just a small Martian little griffin's soul, and today it is half the size of a small fingernail, and even in John's eyes, some yellow and blue things originally existed in the egg as fuel for the soul of the little griffin, slowly pouring from the egg to the soul around the soul flame, every time a little more of these points of light poured in, the soul fire of the little griffin became more vigorous, and the color also moved closer to yellow and blue。

John looked at the egg, suddenly smelled a strange smell, looked up, and looked away from the egg, only to find that the roast meat he had set up next to the campfire had been completely burned. Well, John picked up the charred meat and threw it into the woods in the distance, causing some of the lower demons around who were attracted by the firelight and did not dare to approach the upper nobles. John ignored the riots over there, and as long as they didn't bother themselves, John wasn't prepared to drive them away. In a way, John is much more tolerant than the real Purgatory Demons, if it is really a demon noble, these lower demons who are close to him, and even the lower demons who have not even obtained their real names, will be killed directly.

John didn't care what these demons were thinking, they just waited for them to leave after snatching the burnt meat, who knew that after they had won the battle around the burnt meat, they fought again for the corpse of the victim who fell to the ground, smelled the blood or saw the fire, and the latecomers who rushed to the fire began to fight for the corpse of the pioneer again or snatched limbs from the exhausted survivors and had a conflict with the barbecue, it was endless, and there were even the lower demons who ran in the direction of the fire in a panic when they ran away and ran after it

In the end, John also felt bored, and released his original suppressed coercion, and in an instant, the originally noisy jungle fell into dead silence, and then he heard countless footsteps and hurriedly fled from his original position. It can be seen that it was just judging by the appearance that this was a bad impression changed in the moment when John released his coercion, and their instinct kept transmitting the message of "if you don't leave, you will die", making them desperately run away, and they didn't care if their legs were about to break, John even saw a little coward whose intestines were ripped out in the battle and began to run away without having time to take care of his injuries, and as a result, the intestines were completely dragged out of his body by the branches.

Shaking his head, he couldn't stay here anymore. Now John's nose was filled with the smell of blood, which made John feel very uncomfortable. After thinking about it, John was no longer ready to spend the night here, got up with the egg, picked up the obsidian greatsword with one hand in his right hand, held the sword horizontally, and directly slapped the fire that was still burning with a slap, and directly extinguished it and left.

The jungle at night is more dangerous than during the day, especially many nocturnal monsters will haunt after the weird sun sets, and these monsters are more latent masters who use venom, and they will be bitten if they are not careful.

But this problem is basically no threat to John, after all, John should not be too familiar with the hand of coercion to repel insects, in the desert island of the Caribbean, John will play this hand, although the two are not the same thing, the former is the coercion of the king's soul, and the latter is just the natural coercion of the Purgatory Dragoon, but this does not affect John's use.

As a result, the monsters who were supposed to lurk on the branches, in the fallen leaves on the ground, or sit in their lairs waiting for their prey to come to the door automatically, fled from their traps like crazy, even ignoring the prey on their sides. "It's clean. Listening to the insects that had been around him from time to time disappear instantly, John sighed, looked at the starry sky that shone red in the sky, identified the location and moved forward.

At noon the next day, John saw what was called the town: a wall appeared in the distance. In fact, it is said that the city wall is too much to lift it. The city wall of this town is just a low wall made of wood and stone, even on the source continent, this kind of city wall is just a village-level protection, even ordinary siege equipment can't resist it, not to mention that the physical fitness of the demon beasts here is much higher than that of the humans in the source continent, just looking at those inferior demons have more strength than ordinary humans, not to mention the high-ranking demons like John, John only feels that without that obsidian sword, just by punching the city wall, he can knock down this wall. "It wasn't built for protection, it was built to separate the inside and outside of the city. Carmary said, "After all, you can build a town in purgatory, and you can't just come out and build it." Generally, there is only one town in an area, and the city lord is the leader of this town, and he is also the overlord of this area, their strength and the army under their command have been able to ensure the safety of the town, if there is the strength to challenge the demon clan of the regional overlord, then no matter how thick the city wall is, it is useless. ”

Well, John admits that he doesn't know the rules of this world at all, but he doesn't have big eyes, so he can just ask.

With this in mind, John walked calmly in the direction of the town.

At the city gate, John watched as two demons with short swords of bones in their hands stood there, collecting taxes from everyone who entered and left the town,—— but it was difficult to say whether it was fair or not. However, when John walked into the city gate, the two guards not only did not mean to stop them, but instead made their bodies as small as possible, as if John could not see them. John didn't bother either, he didn't have any goods anyway, so there was no tax - if they dared to collect taxes from the griffin eggs in their hands and the big sword on their backs, John would use the sword to make them accept the taxes that John had submitted.