Caesar paid special attention to the fatal wound on the terrible wolf''s head collar. The penetrating wound caused by the sharp claw on the neck made the whole neck bloody and flesh blurred. It looked like it had been cut by the blade and almost broke off.

    The injury caused by such a terrible wound is absolutely fatal. No wonder the terrible wolf understood that he died on the spot. Even if the powerful dragons suffered such an injury, it would be difficult to survive.

    The feast began.

    Although the herbivores had been scared out of their minds and fled by the big fight, the wolves who suffered heavy losses still left a lot of bodies. The young dragons who were already starving naturally refused to come and ate.

    Compared with Caesar''s raw and cold, Garon and blackhia are relatively "reserved". They always use acid to corrode the food before swallowing the raw meat.

    In the sky, the blood eagle and vulture issued an ugly cry, which was more harsh than crows. They hovered over the lake and stared at the body of the terrible wolf with greedy eyes.

    "Roar --"

    Blakia held half of the food she had chewed and shouted two deterrent growls into the sky. At the moment, even if she can''t eat it, she should protect the food. In this dry season of lack of natural resources, every bit of meat is precious.

    So she is working with Garon to drag the body of a terrible wolf into the sink and bury it in the dirty mud. Black Dragons eat rot. these wolf corpses allow them to stop hunting for a long time.

    "Well, altolenso, thanks to you this time."

    Although Caesar emphasized, Garon couldn''t change his mouth for a moment and a half. The guy chewed meat and followed him with a muffled apology.

    "Yes."

    Caesar''s appetite was bigger than them, so he was still dealing with the terrible wolf in front of him and answered vaguely.

    Dragons have always had a strong self-esteem. Even if they know they have made mistakes, they rarely admit it. Garon''s silent apology is absolutely sincere in the eyes of dragons. I''m afraid they have deeply realized their mistakes.

    Caesar has an adult soul inconsistent with his appearance. Naturally, he has no low taste of salting wounds, no aggressive dragon, and just deal with things.

    However, this scene made blackcia unhappy. She loved to bully and tease Garon, but when she saw Garon''s sincere and silent apology to Caesar, she felt that something had been taken away and was jealous.

    However, she was also aware of her previous mistakes. It was difficult to have a reason for her attack. She could only vent her resentment in the mud in front of her and tear the wolf corpses buried inside into pieces.

    It was getting dark, and the young dragons began to arrange their first territory. They had taken care of their stomachs and needed to be prepared for survival, hunting, meditation and sleeping.

    At least so far, Caesar has not found any trace of strange and violent species, so it seems that this place is safer than the edge of the jungle. After expelling the nearby carnivorous beasts, the dragons don''t have to worry too much.

    With the help of two young dragons, Caesar spent some time digging a groove at the bottom of the shallow pool, and then flattened the surroundings slightly to expand it into a not small U-shaped underwater cave.

    This is not enough. The young dragons have an absolutely rigorous attitude towards the nest related to their lives. For the sake of insurance, they continue to work and diligently dig out more than one exit at the bottom of the U-shaped nest, so that they can escape quickly in case of crisis in the future.

    The dark cave is far from the original swamp nest, but the black dragons are not picky. They only need a place to hide, which can take into account their preference for mud and mud.

    ……

    Caesar came to that strange and unpredictable space in his sleep. The display cabinet towering into the dark still stood silently, as monotonous and cold as ever.

    He waited with great anticipation for a long time and didn''t see a new trophy.

    "What''s going on?"

    Caesar hesitated. In his speculation, if he compared his life to a game, the trophy should be equivalent to the upgrade reward in the game. It''s unreasonable to experience such a war. The experience value obtained is not enough for him to complete his second promotion.

    Unless he''s wrong.

    After waiting for a long time, Caesar simply sat down in front of the showcase and stared at the boundless darkness in the distance.

    Fighting can''t make him stronger. If the reward is not from the simple strange fighting and upgrading routine, what other ways can he get benefits?

    Black dream is the root of his foothold now. Of course, he wants to find out the rules.

    Predators, first time, everything is possible, trophies

    Caesar''s mind repeated the scene of obtaining the bronze cup at that time, carefully combed every detail, and refused to let go of any mistakes.

    Trophies, trophies, trophies

    Time goes on.

    "I see."

    Caesar suddenly realized that he shook his head, wagged his tail and stood up again. If his experience in the foreign world was compared to a game, in addition to upgrading practice, what else could he get a reward?

    Combined with the unique form of reward, Caesar thought of only one possibility: achievement.

    The reward for killing wild tigers is not because he has gained experience upgrade, but because he has completed the achievement of "Predator".

    "Everything is possible, I see."

    Caesar finally understood the meaning of the small words engraved on the bronze base. He needed to constantly try to complete new achievements and exchange as many rewards as possible.

    It seems that the road arranged by black dream will not be too easy.

    ……

    Generally, half of the ten young dragons without parental protection can not grow smoothly to a young age with self-protection ability.

    After the siege, the dragons became more aware of their weakness, so in the next time, in addition to Caesar, an animal that eats goods and often ambushes drinking water, the other two stayed in the nest as much as possible to sleep and eat rot to maintain their lives.