Black Dragon Code

After some twists and turns, Caesar still chose to leave with the two young dragons, not because of any emotional drive, but because he wanted to get two helpers for himself after a simple trade-off of pros and cons.

The road ahead is bleak, and the newborn baby dragons are in a dangerous situation. The jungle is full of murderous intentions. Although the formation of small groups has made their goals bigger, it has also greatly improved the combat effectiveness of the three little ones, just like a pack of wolves.

In this place, strength is the only guarantee of survival.

What's more, Garon and Blacksia are not burdensome, they are real dragons, plus the genetically modified Caesar, even if the three black dragons are all in their infancy, ordinary creatures are by no means their opponents.

However, if getting along is really unpleasant, Caesar is not willing to compromise, and will find an opportunity to leave after he settles down. There is no need to make himself unhappy for a while.

I believe the other two young dragons think the same way.

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Caesar has always wondered why the black dragon's swamp lair was suddenly occupied by the green dragon?

Reasonably speaking, the black dragon mother has already passed the age of being irresponsible and casually laying eggs. During pregnancy, it will only build a nest and lay eggs after confirming that there are no creatures nearby that can pose a threat to itself.

Where did the green dragon come from? Why didn't the black dragon know of its existence?

After escaping from the swamp lair for several miles, Caesar finally understood that the greed for treasure was just a temporary idea, and the real reason for the green dragon's long journey was the damn climate.

Now it is the dry season, the temperature is rising, and the scorching sun in the other world is extremely hot. The river is drying up rapidly, and the water source is gone, leaving a large area of ​​cracked mud.

Temperate rainforests are gradually turning into hilly grasslands with withered trees.

In order to find a livable environment, the green dragon had to migrate, so the black dragon's damp and dark swamp lair became its goal.

hiss……

The two baby dragons let out an uneasy roar. They have a natural aversion to drought. The temperature here is as high as more than 40 degrees. Although it can't pose a specific threat to the dragons, it also makes the dragon feel uncomfortable.

But they have to endure the pain, they can't go back, the wet place has been occupied by the green dragon, and the evil dragon with a strong sense of territory can't tolerate the existence of a different kind of young dragon.

The young dragons encountered their first problem after leaving the black dragon mother.

Al Torenzo, what should we do next? Gallon asked as he fiddled with the toy he just got - a black-backed beetle.

Hearing this, Blackia also looked at Caesar subconsciously. Although she had a bad impression of this big brother who ate eggshells and sneaked off alone, she could see that Caesar's thoughts and behaviors were better than those of the two. Wyrmlings are much more mature.

Speaking of which, among the three baby dragons, Caesar, who has not yet awakened his talent, has more of the temperament of their mother. Seriously, there is a kind of quiet power, which makes them subconsciously have certain expectations for him.

Call me Caesar, said Caesar.

In fact, in the naming habits of dragons, words such as Caesar, Garon, and Irene are more like symbols, while Al Torrenzo and Nephadisius are more like symbols. , Blakesia is their name.

However, he has an obvious prejudice against the long list of names, preferring other people or dragons to call themselves Caesar rather than other real names.

Okay, Caesar, what should we do next? Blackia changed her words, not wanting to waste time on the address, waiting for him to make up her mind.

First of all, the outside world is very dangerous. It's definitely not like the fishing game before. Since we decided to team up, we must be responsible for each other's actions, and we can't tolerate any mistakes and luck.

Caesar said in a serious manner, but it is really difficult for a young dragon to make a serious face. His head is very big, and his whole face feels pouty when he is serious, but it is a bit cute.

But Garen and Blacksia still nodded. They knew better than Caesar how difficult it was for a baby dragon to survive in the wild without the blessing of its parents.

The peak mortality rate of dragons appears in the young dragon and young dragon stage, the former is because of weakness, and the latter is because of recklessness.

This is also the reason why they choose to follow Caesar. In fact, most of the young dragons will make such a choice at this stage. Although living in a group cannot improve their combat effectiveness by leaps and bounds, at least they have more security for each other.

very good.

Caesar responded, pawed at the soil with his paws, frowned at the skin on his eyebrows (dragons have no eyebrows), and wrote the word water in the dragon language on the sand.

Dragons are indeed magical creatures, but no matter how powerful they are, they cannot escape the most basic physiological needs: water and food.

After the genetic modification, Caesar still doesn't feel it, but the other two young dragons obviously feel thirsty. Even the mighty real dragon is like this. Other creatures may be even thirstier. In this case, they can't help but go to the water source. gather together.

In the dry season, in the barren hills, finding water means finding food.

learn.

Garen nodded. Their first consideration was to build a nest, and that also couldn't get around the problem of water.

When they reached an agreement, Garen immediately spit out a mouthful of acid, corroded the black-backed beetle and threw it into his mouth, then flew into the sky to search for traces of rivers and lakes.

Blacksia also flapped her wings, and followed Garen to join the search, but was grabbed by Caesar.

There are not many blind spots in this place. Searching together won't help much. I'll replace you when it comes down.

Just as Caesar expected, the original fertile forest is gradually withering, and large areas of trees are withered. The river that once nurtured countless creatures now only has a dry riverbed that stretches for hundreds of miles.

Fortunately, after nearly half a day of searching, they finally found the lake.

They are said to be lakes, but they are actually just larger puddles. These are not oases, but shallow drinking troughs in the vast wilderness.

But this is enough to make the little dragons overjoyed. This water pond is enough for the daily habitat of the young dragons. Caesar is right. Now it is the peak of the dry season, and the desire to quench thirst will call a steady stream of animals. The water pond There are many creatures wandering around.

As long as they can stand here, they will have no shortage of meat throughout the dry season.

Although I prefer fish and aquatic life, but at this time, the two young dragons have no choice but to endure.

oh.

The young dragons cheered to each other, and couldn't wait to rush into the sink, drink to quench their thirst, and roll in the mud, letting the mud cover their bodies.

But Caesar's expression was a little dignified. This place does not belong to them yet. Where there is prey, there are predators. His eyesight is better than other young dragons. It is obvious that there are large crocodiles floating in the waters, and weeds are overgrown. In the wilderness, there are traces of manticores and dire wolves.

They come too late.

Giant crocodiles, manticores, dire wolves, hyenas, leopards, etc. have already occupied this land. The feast is full, and there is always another mouth waiting to be fed, waiting to compete for every drop of blood.

There is no need for an adult black dragon, even if a young dragon arrives, these guys can only escape with their tails between their legs.

But Caesar is not, the three of them are just newborn dragonlings.

Other predators, although they feel threatened, are always on the prowl, unwilling to leave this food-rich land.