"That's strange? I know I heard miserable cries coming from this direction, but why is there nothing here at all now?"
"Did you hear it wrong? There's obviously nothing here at all!"
"That's not possible, right? I wasn't the only one who heard that earlier. The others also feel that something is strange, otherwise, no one would come over at all."
"But there's no one here now! This is what I think. The area around the Toxic Swamp is our demon tribe's turf. Before the humans could even enter the forest, they would sink and be buried alive in the swamp. How can they possibly enter this place? The miserable cries or something is definitely part of your hallucination!"
"No, that's not right…"
The first devil who spoke frowned. He wanted to rebuke his compatriot but couldn't think of a reason to do so.
