It was indeed the cry of the pig, Caesar made the mumbling of the jungle boar, it was not magic, but the hunting method he had figured out during this time.

Dragons have an extremely wide vocal range, and by delicately controlling the flow of air in the laryngeal cavity and vibrating vocal tracts, they can mimic the sounds of almost most living beings.

Of course, most dragons don't do this, and the neighing of other creatures is also a shame in their eyes, but Caesar has no psychological burden in this regard.

That's why he left the river and went into the jungle to hunt for carnivorous mammals, and while he can imitate the sounds of fish, he can't lure suitable prey in the water.

"Ho, ho......"

Caesar kept his breathing steady.

The rheumatism of the jungle was warm and warm, and soon, the prey took the bait.

A jungle tiger.

This kind of king at the top of the food chain on the earth in the previous life, in this bizarre world, can only be reduced to the existence of the lower layer of the pyramid, in the dark region, the jungle tiger plays more of the role of prey.

The scales may be small, but they are still tenacious, and even as a young dragon, they possess great strength, which gives Caesar some confidence that he has the capital to defeat any beast of his size.

- As long as the other party is not a violent species.

Ferocious creature is a general term for a series of special enhanced creatures, maybe the red dragon cub can, but he knows that a black dragon of his age will definitely not be able to provoke a monster of that level, and several ferocious wolves have the ability to kill him.

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary carnivorous creature, a wild tiger, who took the bait.

After careful observation, Caesar judged that the target was similar to the South China tiger he had seen in his previous life, with orange and yellow bodies covered with black horizontal stripes, and the high arched back muscles showed the strength of this guy, and the tiger heard the howl of the wild boar and was snorting to approach Caesar's location.

Caesar controlled the flow of his breath and continued to mumble in a slow, rhythmic sound, apparently the "boar" did not notice anything unusual.

Through the overlapping bushes, Caesar, hidden in the dirt, watched the tiger pacing, silently approaching, gradually reaching the tiger's culling range.

But in the next second, the wild tiger stopped and kept a safe distance from itself.

Was it discovered?

No, it's just that mammals are cautious by nature, and despite the current cuisine, the tiger knows that he has never been the king of the jungle, so it stands, its body tenses, and it begins to pace sideways, watching carefully.

What to do, is it to be culled? Or keep waiting?

The tiger's actions put Caesar in a dilemma, he was a complete novice, if he pounced directly at this time, this distance, he was not sure if he could hit it with one blow, if the culling failed, it was almost impossible for a young dragon to catch up with an adult feline.

But if the prey senses something wrong and flees directly, his whole half-day wait will be in vain.

"You can't rush, you can't rush."

Caesar comforted himself and forcibly suppressed the distraction and calmed down, while changing the boar's tone slightly and hissing sharply.

The prey seems to be in pain, seems to have been injured, entangled in a bush?

The idea came to the tiger's limited thoughts, and after a few more seconds, it couldn't wait any longer, ran two steps, then arched its back and pounced directly into the bushes.

"Roar!"

The roar of a tiger shook the jungle.

Unfortunately, it was not a sumptuous meal that awaited it, but a deadly trap.

The next moment the fierce tiger leaped forward, the soil in front of it instantly turned over, and the swarthy young dragon collided with it, and its claws were inserted into its soft fur in the first place.

The tiger growing in the jungle had obviously never seen such a sinister dragon, and was caught off guard, and its abdomen was torn cleanly.

Immediately afterwards, Caesar rolled with it, and despite the tiger's fierce struggle, he roared and broke its cervical vertebrae in the midst of the continuous tiger roar.

"It worked."

When it was all over, the little dragon let go of the limp tiger and returned to the ground, its tail drooping, and slowly exhaled.

This hunt is not a lot of consumption for a dragon, but the real pressure comes from the mental burden.

In his previous life, not to mention the tiger, Caesar had never even killed a chicken, don't look at this guy who was not afraid of the terrifying Black Dragon Niang, but that was just because of the relationship between his parents, if he hadn't held his breath and fought to the death with a fierce tiger at the top of the food chain in his previous life, he couldn't hold it up mentally at all.

"It's still too tender."

Caesar gasped and whispered, thinking afterwards that the wild tiger had actually been sentenced to death from the moment he threw himself into the bushes, and he could have bitten off the opponent's neck as soon as he could be as casual as a real predator, without the need to roll and fight.

Learn from experience and reflect on mistakes.

Caesar squinted his eyes for a moment, and after a short pause in thought, the young dragon sipped the blood gushing from the tiger's wound, and then took the prey in his mouth and exited the forest as fast as he could.

He didn't dare to eat where he was, in the dark jungle full of dangers, the smell of blood would attract more predators, and God knew what terrible creatures would be among them, Caesar was really not powerful today, and he had to be cautious at all times.

Therefore, even though he was hungry and lost a lot of fresh tiger blood on the bumpy road, Caesar still held back his distress and dragged the tiger carcass back.

Time passed through the jungle, and it was not until he returned to the swamp safely and reached the sphere of influence shrouded by the Black Dragon Mother's dragon power that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his hanging heart, and couldn't wait to start gulping down.

What is it like for the black dragon to devour fresh meat?

It's like a person who has always eaten boiled pork slices, and it's the first time I've tasted the taste of stir-fried meat with chili.

Caesar squinted, the black dragon's sensory system made him eat rotten meat and not repel it, but the red meat gave him a more tender and delicious feeling, which made the dragon want to stop.

I wonder if one day I will cry when I eat cooked meat again?

He tilted his head, there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, he was amused by his thoughts, and let out a hehe laugh, it seems that it is not bad to be a dragon, at least he can eat all over the world, and he doesn't have to worry about being too spicy and sour to make his stomach or something.

But Caesar, who had not been happy for a moment, soon turned pale and depressed again, and the little dragon sighed, drooped his head, and staggered to the riverbank.

Because...... It's time to eat soil after eating, the throes of growing up, my slightly sour childhood.

Heck, this stuff is unpalatable......

As the sky grew darker, Caesar returned to his little corner in the black dragon's lair to rest, and the two young dragons were sleeping soundly under the wings of the black dragon lady, making a loud snoring sound.

Caesar was so tired from the jungle that he curled up on the ground and soon fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, the groggy Caesar's consciousness gradually became awake again, and he realized that he was no longer in the lair of the Black Dragon Lady, and as far as the eye could see, there was only an indelible darkness around him.

There was a light source in front of me.

Caesar was not surprised, in fact, since he arrived in this world, every time he fell asleep, he would have the same dream, with the body of a black dragon, to this uninhabited and dark place.

Only this time it was different, there was light in the darkness.