The young dragons hissed in excitement and rushed to the water, wallowing in the mire at their own devices, oblivious to the hostile or fearful gazes of other predators.

They had no reason to be afraid, and while the Black Dragon Mother was still around, these predators, and even the more fierce and ferocious species, were nothing more than food for them.

How can lions be afraid of livestock?

Garon and Blackthea had only contempt in their eyes, but they had forgotten an important point: bloodline and identity aside, the true combat power of a young dragon was not much more powerful than that of these strong predators.

Fortunately, Caesar remembered.

And, looking at the various predatory creatures that were gradually moving closer to the young dragons, Caesar was sure that these creatures remembered the same.

Don't underestimate these inferior creatures, they are very intelligent, and after discovering the threat of the young dragon, the animals can agree and align with each other just by making eye contact.

In nature, when predators outnumber food, predators either starve to death or weed out the weak until balance is restored.

Clearly, the predator population in this waterfront is nearly saturated, and it is no longer able to accept other carnivores.

In this area, no animal is a single opponent of the three-headed dragons, and if they don't want to be banished, they can only join forces to deal with the black dragon cubs.

In order to survive, they must kill the three young dragons and, if they are no worse, banish them from their new rivals.

"It's a bit of a hassle."

Caesar had a slight headache, Garon and Blackthea were too domineering, and as soon as they came, they occupied the most central position in the water pool, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the other predators to the greatest extent, causing the worst results.

It's true that they are real dragons, but a black dragon at this age really doesn't have to be an opponent for such a large group of predatory creatures.

A fight is inevitable.

However, although he was slightly dissatisfied with the recklessness of the two young dragons, Caesar didn't really blame his younger brothers and sisters, after all, thirst for water is the irrepressible nature of the black dragon, just like the rigid need of people to eat and shit, even he unconsciously had the urge to rush to Mizusawa in his heart.

But he could suppress this emotion, and what really made Caesar angry was the sluggish reaction of the two young dragons.

The other predators were surrounded and killed, but Garon and Blackthea were still playing with mud and mud, unguarded.

"I guess you must have awakened a new dragon talent, and you don't have to take these carnivores seriously."

Caesar was a little dark-bellied, and he suddenly decided not to warn them that the jungle was not a game, and that the two young dragons had to be taught a hard enough lesson.

Fortunately, dragons have rough skin and thick flesh, and their ability to resist beatings is MAX, even in the face of siege, there will be no problems in a short period of time.

Caesar thought as he leaned down in the hills with malice, watching the changes, his gaze wandering between the thorn-tailed lions and the dire wolves, creatures that were clearly not in his memory, and made him feel a little uneasy.

The dire wolf leader was a few points larger than the other males, with an exaggerated scar on the lower edge of his neck, which had been left from fighting other predators, and although it had healed, the deformed wound was still shocking.

It was furious, standing upright like a steel needle, and was pacing sideways.

The dire wolf was jealous of the black dragon cub, but it was not afraid, and looked at Garon and Blackxia with vertical eyes, the bright yellow iris blinking, and a suppressed low roar came out of its throat.

Behind it, there are wolves.

Two spiny-tailed lions slowly approached with their scorpion-like tails wagged, one of them yawning silently with its mouth open, revealing its sharp, minced fangs.

Caesar could even smell the fishy smell coming with the wind.

Without the imaginary roar, the Thorntail Lion pounced directly, launched an attack without warning, completed the extreme transformation from static to dynamic, and rushed straight towards the two young dragons.

The next moment, the wolves also began to run, jumping into the water, making a clattering sound of treading water, and hunting the young dragons from the other direction.

Whether it's a spiny lion or a direwolf, or a hyena and cheetah waiting for an opportunity, they are all quiet and always silent.

The first roar in the whole process was actually the first to be issued by the black dragon.

"Roar!"

"Damn it, you daring guys!"

Blackthea roared in the lingua franca, and the two young dragons finally realized that something was wrong, these inferior races dared to show their claws to the dragons, and the two young dragons leaned close to each other and roared with sharp throats.

They are using their "ferocious" ability, but the dragon power of the young dragon is too thin to deter those large predatory creatures that are also fierce, and it is difficult to play its due role.

Caesar, who was lying on the hill and watching, couldn't wait to cover his face, the two young dragons hadn't figured out the situation yet, they didn't want to break through, and they were still roaring and threatening.

In this place where Ru Mao drinks blood, there is no power, let alone dragons, even if the Heavenly Realm Protoss comes, they will be torn apart by these animals that rely on instinct.

It seems that they are bound to be beaten hard and hard, without a little injury or a few scales, and they don't have a long memory at all.

The young dragon is surrounded.

Fortunately, they were not as defeated as Caesar imagined, although they were ambushed, they were hit by the slime spewed out by the scorpion tail of the spiny-tailed lion and lost their ability to fly at the first time, but with their sharp claws and solid scales, as well as the ferocious and cruel viciousness that belongs to the bones of the black dragon, the young dragons still fought back and forth with their opponents.

It's just that there are a lot of opponents, and it's hard to deal with the spiny-tailed lion and dire wolf alone, not to mention the hyenas and leopards around and give them a little bit of a ride from time to time.

Over time, sooner or later, the incapacitated hatchlings will be consumed.

"Hmm...... In addition to conventional means, there is also that tail, which looks quite sharp and has a fatal risk of being stabbed. ”

Caesar watched the battlefield and muttered, he wasn't just watching the young dragons being beaten with bad taste, but his mind was also racing to analyze, thinking about the attack patterns and abilities of creatures he had never seen before.

Products unique to this world, such as the Thorntail Lion and the Direwolf, have actually departed from the level of ordinary beasts, barely reaching the level of a ferocious species.

"Ortorenzo!"

Garon slapped the dire wolf that had bitten his tail to the ground, roaring loudly and calling for backup.

"Aren't they flying by magic? It's still limited by slime, so the slime of the thorntail lion still has a certain ability to block the transmission of mana. ”

Caesar jotted down his reasoning and turned his gaze to the dreadwolves: "The attack is orderly, the division of labor is reasonable, there is a clear social structure, and the wisdom of the head wolf does not seem to be low. ”

"Caesar!" Blackthea was overturned by the nimble thorntail lion and roared sharply.

"Hyenas and leopards are similar in size to the earth, and they don't show extraordinary strength, so it's estimated that they can't pose much of a threat to the young dragons, so it's no wonder they're hiding behind."

Caesar ignored it, still observing the battlefield, combing through the information he had received again, and after making sure that nothing was wrong, he muttered in a low voice: "Call Daddy to help you." ”

He flapped his wings slightly, trotted deftly, and after a few steps began to gradually accelerate, finally reaching the limit and crashing into the wolves.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

It was a genetically modified black dragon far more powerful than his brothers, and Caesar was like a heavy tank, whizzing into the wolf's heap until he overturned the fourth direwolf and then stopped.

"Kill the wolf first!"

Caesar roared, pushing away the bloody corpse of the beast that had been clinging to him, and picked up speed again, charging towards the heavily protected dire leader.