Jock vigilantly looked around, but did not find anyone who could make such a sound.
Was it an auditory hallucination? It shouldn't be.
Jock crawled out of his small pit and looked around for the fragments of the demon abyss scripture. He was shocked by the scene in front of him again.
Jock was in a huge ditch, which was deserted on the ground and could not even see weeds. There were big and small holes everywhere, and each of them had an egg of a different size and color but looked very frightening.
The pits were dug in a higher place, so he could see clearly what was happening in each of them at the moment.
Some of them had already hatched and were biting their eggshells like the previous Jock; some of them, like the good neighbors of Jock, began to visit enthusiastically, and two demons were fighting together; some of them glanced at the unborn egg and tried hard to break the shell, swallowing the formed demon.
Seeing this, Jock felt very nervous.
Jock just stood there like this, incompatible with other demons. The small demons felt his breath nearby and soon approached him.
Jock also saw these enthusiastic neighbors and immediately made a gesture to show his hospitality.
The first good neighbor arrived soon. As soon as he arrived, the lizard-like neighbor enthusiastically stuck out his long tongue and stabbed it at Jock.
Jock said that he preferred to express his feelings in an implicit way. He couldn't resist his passion, so he didn't use his tongue. He gave his good neighbor a passionate back throw and let it lie on the ground to have a rest. He was a little hungry, so he ate a lizard.
Not all the demons came very soon. Some of them even met others on the road, so they decided to communicate with each other first and then choose a representative to come here.
For example, a small demon with a mosquito-like long mouth swallowed another demon with compound eyes before rushing over.
This good neighbor was very fast, and the strange color on his mouth showed poison. As soon as they met, he rushed to Jock enthusiastically.
Jock picked up the pieces of the lizard to block the attack of his neighbor, and his sharp nails pierced into the wings of his neighbor.
The mosquito neighbor and the lizard neighbor died there together.
In this way, he received a lot of strange-looking neighbors. Jock's aura was very strong in this group of small demons. The small demons sensed that Jock's flesh and blood were more attractive, and decided to let go of the grudge and make friends with Jock first.
Unfortunately, although these newborn demons had the instinct to kill, Jock had long become a great master. Even in the era of martial arts where everyone was like a dragon, he was still a big boss. Even now his new body was very weak(in his opinion), it was not something they could compare with.
After entertaining his neighbors, Jock gradually adapted to his new body.
The tail could better help him maintain balance and be used as a weapon thrusting out. Swinging the wings could make him turn in time with the power of the airflow. Even the joints of demons different from human beings could make him complete many movements that he couldn't even imagine as a human.
What a group of enthusiastic neighbors.
He shook the blood of his good neighbors and felt the constantly strong physical quality.
In this process, he found that not only by eating could one become stronger, but also by simply killing. Every time he killed a good neighbor, a warm current would flow around him, bringing him power.
Of course, Jock wouldn't be softhearted to these demons who coveted his body. He would kill them one by one.
It was too late for the demons to feel something wrong. In order to increase his strength, Jock shuttled through all the holes, visited his good neighbors one after another, and accepted their gifts.
The short man, who was less than one meter tall, grew taller and taller, and the corners of his forehead grew longer and longer, which made him a little ferocious. His black nails were as sharp as blades, and even flickered with cold light. The tusks in his mouth grew out of his lips, and the wings on his back also grew bigger. His whole body, no, the whole demon was much stronger.
But what he couldn't see was that his body was covered by thick black mist, which kept trying to penetrate his body.
Without noticing, Jock only chased after the demons. The cat and mouse game with the little demon had taken them out of the ditch, and they came to a very strange place where the valley, plain and forest were integrated.
A lava river meandered along with the place where they came out. Jock finally knew where the heat stream came from at the bottom of the pit.
He drove the group of demons to the valley consciously, and soon he successfully surrounded them with the help of the terrain.
"Drop 1/3 of heart clearing scripture fragment."
"Roar?"
The cold voice was heard again when Jock was killing.
The two rings couldn't be an illusion!
However, the dead bodies of the demons were all around him. The other demons were fleeing madly under his pressure. After looking around, Jock found nothing again.
As a result, the demons ran a lot, while the ones who ran slowly were all weak "losers". Even if they were killed, it would not provide much power.
In the end, he selected a few strong demons and killed them. After that, Jock stopped in a low spirit. The small demons that got the chance to live immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Jock scratched the ground with his nails, and his sharp nails immediately left a deep scratch on the ground.
But Jock frowned.
After killing so many demons, he didn't feel disgusted at all, as if the killing was a matter of course.
Even if the appearances of demons were taken as reference factors, Jock, who had done so many evil things, should feel a little uncomfortable. But now, he was still immersed in the pleasure of improving his strength and turned a blind eye to the corpses on the ground.
This kind of thing beyond recognition made Jock very unhappy.
Jock shook his head.
It was indeed the devil land. Had he already fallen into a demon?
To be able to become a giant in the martial world, of course, Jock was not a good man, but he didn't think he was a demon. Why would he fall into such a demon land after he died?
And the mysterious voice...
'Forget it. I have to stay here and have a rest before making a plan.'