They rested in the poplar bushes near the foothills, the dragons sipped in the springs, and Caesar's terrifying wolf pack scattered out to take charge of the alert.

This is the second day after leaving the hilly land. The young dragons still have not found a livable environment. The landform environment in another world is completely different from Caesar's perception. The northward, the weather seems to be getting hotter.

"Crazy..."

A faint splash of water splashed not far away, and soon, two terrifying wolves sat down with their newly caught fish, wagging their tails, and put them in front of Caesar in a pleasing manner.

“Good.”

Caesar was complimenting without hesitation, stretched out his claws to scratch the fur between the terrifying wolf's neck, and then swallowed the small fish that was only the size of his palm.

After several years of rest and recuperation, the wolves reproduced again to as many as thirty. These obedient guys knew how to please their masters. Caesar now basically raised them as pets. The journey was boring, and the little guys gave him a lot of fun.

"ha."

Blackshia, who was watching coldly, spat: "What a horrible wolf, you have raised it as a domestic dog."

She and Caesar have never been able to deal with each other, and quarrels are indispensable. However, Caesar is stronger than her in everything except spell abilities. His scales are hard, his minions are sharp, and his body is extremely strong.

Even if you have magical abilities, what can you do? If you really fight, neither of them will be Caesar's opponents.

What made Longyan even more envious is that Caesar, who was still young, had already subdued a group of relatives, making the little female dragon even more unbalanced. She couldn't understand how this guy who didn't even have dragon power got thirty horror wolves?

Even as a parent, Black Dragon's naked jealousy was undoubtedly revealed, but Blackia had no choice but to choke from time to time.

Caesar ignored her and turned his head. The young dragon of this age is basically exactly the same as the naughty child among humans. The more you quarrel with her, the more she becomes more and more energetic. If you ignore her, this guy will naturally become weak.

Blackshia was bored, and saw Garon, who was staring at the little fish in a silly manner, and couldn't help but feel angry and slapped the fool on the forehead: "Let's go, you idiot, I'll take you to find something to eat."

Caesar sighed: "If you want to go, go by yourself. Don't bring Garon, so I won't have to dig an extra grave at that time."

Upon hearing this, Blackia's body trembled slightly and she couldn't help but stop.

"If you want to hunt at night, you don't take your life seriously. The night in the wilderness is far more dangerous than during the day. Do you know how many creatures are hidden in the day and come out at night?"

"I know better than you, of course."

Blackshia muttered, and lay down depressedly. The danger of going out at night in an unknown area is self-evident. In my memory, many large beasts and strange monsters were active at night. Of course, a few young dragons couldn't handle those guys - maybe it was almost the same to be dealt with.

It's not like not to go out when it's dark. Although the black dragon also likes creatures that lie down at night, at this time, Blacksia still had to suppress this idea.

"Aowu--"

The howling of the terrifying wolf was loud and rapid, and the young dragons stood up one after another, subconsciously becoming alert.

"The sky is blocked by spells, something has come to you."

Blackia looked at the terrifying wolf slowly retreating to her side, her voice became hoarse and a little uneasy. She was like a frightened cat, with gray scales standing up all over her body, bowing her waist and mouth, and she would growl like a beast demonstrating at any time.

"Silent, don't act rashly."

Caesar stopped him and looked at the deep night. The guy who could possess the power to block the sky was definitely a high-level intelligent creature. Whether it was a humanoid creature or an alien monster, it was not that easy to deal with.

The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of red eyes, and the figure was rushing towards them from all directions.

"Human?"

Even the slow-responsive Garon became anxious. In their opinion, humans are far more fierce and cunning creatures than evil dragons, and their degree of evil can almost be comparable to that of the abyss demons. Once a young black dragon falls into the hands of humans, it will never have any good ending.

"Friends, we are just travelers."

Caesar whispered to the shadowy figure, saying it in the dragon language, and then repeating it in the common language.

All movements stopped, and in the moonlight, Caesar caught a glimpse of the sharply polished stone luster: "The mountains are ours, and the road is ours."

A low, determined but unfriendly voice came from the bushes: "You—our, too."

It seems that there are many kidnappings? Are human robbers coming?

"We are the sons of the great 'Shadow Dragon' Nesatoria."

Caesar made a name for his mother, and at this time he had to move out of the house to promote hype: "Who are you?"

"There is only one black dragon nearby, but it was expelled by Sylvia seven years ago."

An older voice said, the figure stepped on the bushes and walked into the light range. He was wearing a tattered robe and holding a scepter made of bone. Even though he was old, he was hunched over and covered with strong muscles.

The green skin, the face is a bit like a human-pig-like mixed race, with a tilted forehead and a bulge of inverted teeth on the lips.

Orcs!

Behind him, it seemed as if rocks were moving forward. A tall orc appeared. They were burly and strong, surrounded by animal fur, and were holding stone-made weapons in their hands, and walked towards the young dragons with heavy steps.

Some of these orcs wore collars made of fangs, some wore bulky horn helmets, and some were naked, and they collided with weapons in their hands while walking.

For any clan tribe, young dragons are gifts from the gods. They are weak and weak, but they can sell at a sky-high price on the human world. This generous reward can even change the embarrassing dilemma of some poor tribes.

"Roar, lowly orc!"

Gallon and Blackshia roared, and nearly fifty strong orcs were forced to take the lead in showing fierce reactions, intimidating each other, and not allowing the orcs to approach again.

The two young dragons were very angry. This was a premeditated ambush. These green-skinned orcs had obviously discovered them, otherwise they would not have dispatched so many elite warriors, and even the respected wizards in the tribe had been invited.

"Roar, kill it!"

The powerful orc warrior obviously felt insulted and tended to be collectively manic: "Slaughter these two small bastards, then catch the other one and sell it to the human world."

"Come on! You lowly embryos, see who will die first!"

Blackshia roared, and a strong sour breath that was nearly two meters long came out of her throat, standing next to Caesar with Gallon.

In fact, most of the family members or slaves of the adult black dragon and green dragon have more or less orcs. From the perspective of dragons, what she said is actually not without reason.

But when the enemy is strong and we are weak, it would be too ignorant to advance and retreat when it is angry with the opponent.

These orcs are very strong, very strong. Fifty elite orc warriors and an old wizard who knows the depth. With such full preparation, I am afraid that a young dragon will avoid its edge when it comes and run away with its tail between its legs.

If you really want to fight hard, even if Caesar, who has genetic mutations, and three young dragons and a group of horror wolves, they are definitely not opponents of these orcs.

Caesar could see clearly. If he really fought, they must be the ones who suffered the loss. Now that the empty space has been blocked, it is difficult for the young dragons to escape.

what to do?

"Skin the skins of these bastards and use their scales to create armor!"

"I'm going to dig up your intestines, see you die in pain..."

The battle was about to begin, and the orcs were ready to roar the battle roar, while the young dragons were also motivating their throats to prepare for dragon breath, and all the terrifying wolves around them were arching their backs.

It would be better if this continues. If you fight with the orcs, it would be over. Even if Caesar can force a way to escape with his strong body, Galone and Blacksia will definitely be captured.

You can't let this battle start!

"Shut up!"

With a bang, Caesar slapped the ground with his claws. The loud noise made the noisy orcs and the young dragons who were constantly provoking shut up. His power was amazing. The sharp-eyed orcs even saw tiny cracks appearing on the ground.

After briefly shocking everyone, Caesar stared at the old orc who was dressed very differently from other orcs and said in a low voice: "I want to catch us, I wonder how many orc warriors you plan to fill in?"
Chapter completed!