The young dragons screamed excitedly, rushed to the water, rolled in the mud, and turned a blind eye to other predators or hostile or fearful eyes.

    They have no reason to be afraid. When the black dragon mother was still there, these predators, even the more fierce species, were just their food.

    How can lions fear livestock?

    Garon and blackhia have only contempt in their eyes, but they forget a very important point: apart from blood and identity, the real combat effectiveness of a young dragon is not much better than these strong predators.

    Fortunately Caesar remembered.

    Moreover, looking at all kinds of predators gradually approaching the young dragons, Caesar was sure that these guys also remembered.

    Don''t underestimate these inferior creatures. They are very smart. After discovering the threat of young dragons, animals reach an agreement and alliance with each other only by eye contact.

    In nature, when the number of predators exceeds food, predators either starve to death, or keep eliminating the weak until they regain balance.

    Obviously, the number of predators in this pool is close to saturation and can no longer accept other predators.

    In this area, no animals fight alone. They are the opponents of the three young dragons. If they don''t want to be expelled, they can only work together to deal with the black dragon cubs.

    In order to survive, they must kill three young dragons, expel them even if they are no longer good, and drive away their new competitors.

    "A little trouble."

    Caesar had a slight headache. Garon and blackhia were too overbearing. As soon as they came, they occupied the most central position of the water, which aroused the dissatisfaction of other predators to the greatest extent, resulting in the worst result.

    Yes, they are real dragons, but black dragons at this age are not necessarily opponents of such a large group of predators.

    A fight is inevitable.

    However, although he was slightly dissatisfied with the boldness of the two young dragons, Caesar didn''t really blame his brother and sister. After all, thirst for water is the uncontrollable nature of the black dragon, just like the need for people to eat and shit. Even he unconsciously rushed to the water.

    But he can restrain this emotion. What really makes Caesar angry is the slow reaction of the two young dragons.

    Other predators have become surrounded and exposed their killing opportunities, but Garon and blackcia are still playing with the mud and fiddling with the mud without any precaution.

    "I guess you must have awakened your new dragon talent and don''t have to pay attention to these carnivores."

    Caesar was a little black. He suddenly decided not to remind them. The jungle is not a game. The two young dragons must get enough painful lessons.

    Fortunately, dragons have rough skin and thick meat, and their anti beating ability is max. even in the face of siege, they can''t have any problems in a short time.

    Caesar thought, lying down in the hills full of malice, watching the change, and his eyes wandered between the thorn tailed lion and the terrible wolves, which obviously did not exist in his memory, made him feel a little uneasy.

    The terrible wolf leader is several points larger than other male wolves. There is an exaggerated scar on the lower edge of his neck. It is a trace left by fighting with other predators. Although it has healed, the deformed wound is still shocking.

    It has vigorous hair, stands upright like a steel needle, and is pacing laterally.

    Although the terrible wolf was afraid of the black dragon cub, he was not afraid. He looked up at Garon and blackcia. His bright yellow iris blinked and his throat roared.

    Behind it are wolves.

    Two spiny tailed lions swayed their scorpion like tails and approached slowly. One of them opened his mouth and yawned silently, revealing its sharp fangs with minced meat.

    Caesar could even smell the smell of the wind.

    Without the violent roar in the imagination, the thorn tail lion jumped directly, launched an attack without warning, completed the extreme transformation from static to dynamic, and rushed straight to two young dragons.

    The next moment, the wolves also began to run, jumped into the water one after another, made a clattering sound of stepping on the water, and hunted the young dragons from the other direction.

    Whether it is a thorn tailed lion or a terrible wolf, or a hyena and Cheetah waiting for an opportunity, they are very quiet and remain silent all the time.

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

    "Roar!"

    "Damn it, you bold guys!"

    Blakia roared in common language. The two young dragons finally realized that it was wrong. These lower races dared to show their claws and teeth to the dragons. The two young dragons approached each other and roared at a sharp voice.

    They are using their "ferocious" ability, but the young dragon''s dragon power is too thin to deter those large predators who are also ferocious, so it is difficult to play its due role,

    Caesar, who was lying on the gully watching, wanted to cover his face. The two young dragons didn''t understand the situation. They didn''t want to break through, but they were still roaring and threatening.

    There is no power in this place where people eat their hair and drink their blood. Let alone dragons, even the celestial Protoss will be torn apart by these animals who rely on instinct.

    It seems that they must be strong and beaten hard. They don''t get hurt or lose a few scales. They don''t have a long memory at all.

    The young dragon was surrounded.

    Fortunately, they were not as defeated as Caesar imagined. Although they were ambushed and were hit by the mucus ejected by the scorpion tail of the stabbing lion at the first time, they lost their flight ability, but with their sharp claws and teeth, solid scales, and the ferocious and cruel poison in the bones of the black dragon, the young dragons still fought with their opponents.

    It''s just that there are a lot of opponents. It''s difficult to deal with the thorn tailed lion and terrible wolf alone. Besides, hyenas and leopards surround them and give them so much from time to time.

    With the passage of time, the young dragons that lose the ability to fly will be consumed sooner or later.

    "Well... In addition to conventional means, there is that tail. It looks very sharp. There is a fatal risk of being stabbed."

    Caesar looked at the battlefield and muttered that he was not simply watching the young dragons being beaten with evil taste. In fact, his brain was also running rapidly, analyzing and thinking about the attack modes and ability intensity of creatures he had never seen before.

    The unique products of the world, such as the thorn tail lion and the terrible wolf, have actually separated from the level of ordinary beasts and barely reached the level of ferocious species.

    "Altolenso!"

    Garon slapped the terrible wolf biting his tail to the ground, roared and called for support.

    "Aren''t they flying by magic? They are still limited by mucus. In this way, the mucus of the thorn tail lion has the ability to block the transmission of magic."

    Caesar wrote down his inference and turned his eyes to the terrible wolves: "the attack is orderly, the division of labor is reasonable, there is an obvious social structure, and the head wolf''s wisdom seems not low."

    "Caesar!" blakia screamed, overturned by the swift thorn tailed lion.

    "Hyenas and leopards are similar in size to the earth and do not show extraordinary power. It is estimated that they are difficult to pose a great threat to young dragons. No wonder they hide behind."

    Caesar turned a deaf ear and still observed the battlefield. He combed the information again. After making sure there were no mistakes, he whispered, "call dad and help you."

    He gently flapped the dragon''s wings and ran nimbly. After a few steps, he began to accelerate gradually. Finally, he reached the limit and crashed into the wolves.

    "Bang, bang, Bang..."

    This is a genetically modified black dragon, far more powerful than his brothers. Caesar is like a heavy tank, whistling into the wolves until he overturns the fourth terrible wolf.

    "Kill the wolf first!"

    Caesar roared, pushed away the bloody beast corpse stuck with himself, accelerated again, and rushed to the terrible wolf leader under heavy protection.