That was a distant and ancient legend...
In fact, it was not a legend, but a fact that could almost be confirmed.
This was when Tucker was still a cub. He wandered around with the tribe, hunting, and constantly learned skills. Living in this era of monsters everywhere, what was needed was incomparable strength.
The Humerus Dragons had a specific name for each Humerus Dragon, just like how the brain worms had different names. However, there was no name between different tribes, so Lin called their tribe "Wanderers."
This was also related to the tribal habits of the Humerus Dragons. Their race lived like this, without a fixed residence, wandering around and chasing prey.
The Humerus Dragon tribe was usually composed of a leader and ten to fifty members. If there were too many of them, they would separate and form a new tribe. The tribes rarely interacted with each other and almost never met, but if they encountered a lone Humerus Dragon, they would accept it into the tribe.
Tucker's tribe was a group of about thirty Humerus Dragons. The cub would follow the elders of the tribe and learn all kinds of knowledge for about three years. After that, they could basically hunt on their own.
The Humerus Dragons were not very strong compared to other dinosaurs. They could even be said to be thin and small, so they usually chose to live in dry wastelands. There were more small and medium-sized dinosaurs in the wastelands, but it could not be said that the wastelands were safer. Due to the lack of water, trap plants grew, and giant worms traveled underground. Danger was everywhere.
This was even more so for a small Humerus Dragon tribe.
Tucker, who was still a cub, was hunting with the tribe today. Usually, a cub would follow its mother who gave birth to it, but the Humerus Dragons were a little different. Their tribe would pile their eggs together. Then, they would raise the cubs together. There was no specific Humerus Dragon to take care of them.
Under the sun, the Wanderers were besieging a Dome Dragon. They rarely attacked such a large prey, but they were fated to encounter a relatively old and lone Dome Dragon. Tucker and the other cub were hiding behind a stone, watching the leader and the tribe attack together.
The other Humerus Dragons in the tribe stabbed the Dome Dragon's abdomen with wooden thorns to surround the giant beast. In the end, the leader threw the wooden thorn with all his might. The Dome Dragon's throat was pierced, and its body, which weighed more than 30 tons, fell to the ground with a loud bang. Everyone, including Tucker, cheered.
However, they did not have much time to celebrate. The skeletal dragons immediately took out stones or wooden thorns to cut the Dome Wyrm's meat. They could not transport such a huge creature, so they had to collect as much meat as possible.
However, the screams of the Dome Dragons before their deaths spread across the wasteland. Within tens of kilometers, every creature with a good sense of hearing could hear it. Those with a good sense of smell could even smell the fresh blood that flowed out when the Skeleton Dragons were cutting up the Dome Dragons.
There were countless carnivorous creatures in this era. However, the greatest danger still came from the sky.
A large number of small pterosaurs circled above the Dome Dragon's corpse. Suddenly, they all scattered. At the same time, an incomparably huge creature descended from the sky. Its wings covered the radiance of the sun. Under its shadow, all the creatures fled in fear.
Tucker had understood this principle for as long as he could remember. "When the sky is covered by a shadow, you have to run away at all costs."
However, he did not seem to remember it at this time. Tucker watched as the flying dragon swooped down from the sky and landed on the Dome Dragon's corpse. All the other Humerus Dragons fled in fear.
In this era, the flying dragon was one of the most powerful predators. Its body was huge, its body was covered in hard armor, and its mouth was spitting fire. However, it was only looking for food. It would not give up on the Dome Dragon's corpse to chase after these skinny Humerus Dragons.
Tucker reacted quickly and began to flee with the rest of the tribe. However, the wyvern's reaction was unusual. It did not stay there to eat the dome-crowned dragons. Instead, it spread its wings and soared into the sky again, chasing after the fleeing Humerus Dragons. When it got close to the Humerus Dragons, a flame spewed out. Several Humerus Dragons instantly turned into charred corpses in the flames, including their leader.
The flying dragon's target was their tribe. The remaining Humerus Dragons fled in panic. The flying dragon landed on the ground and a few white Humerus Dragons jumped off its back. They spread out and chased after Tucker's tribe, piercing their hearts with wooden thorns. Regardless of whether they were adults or young, they did not let any of them go.
Although they were few in number, with the help of the flying dragon, Tucker's tribe was wiped out without even a chance to fight back.
Tucker himself was saved because he hid among a group of giant tortoises and was not discovered...
After that, Tucker was the only one left in the desert. Because he followed the giant tortoises, he was not hunted by any carnivorous animals. Later, he joined a tribe of Humerus Dragons in the desert and became one of them, continuing his previous life.
Tucker had always missed his former tribe. When the young were not fully mature, they were very dependent on their tribe.
However, this new tribe was also wiped out because they were attacked by a flying dragon during a hunt. At that time, Tucker and some other Humerus Dragons successfully escaped. It was then that he remembered those Humerus Dragons that rode on the backs of flying dragons, their bodies as pale as salt.
White Humerus Dragons were extremely feared by Tucker and the other Humerus Dragon tribes in the desert. They often rode on flying dragons to drive these wandering Humerus Dragon tribes away and slaughter them.
Tucker basically grew up in an environment where he avoided the shadows in the sky. Once, by chance, Tucker saw a nest of white Humerus Dragons. They built their nests with wood on higher stone pillars. Tucker also discovered that the flying dragons were also born in this place.
Later, Tucker was separated from his tribe in an attack. He went to the jungle and joined a tribe of Humerus Dragons there.
Since then, he had never seen a flying dragon or a white Humerus Dragon again, but Tucker still remembered them.
Lin's pom-poms retracted the flat antennae with the function of a monitor. Tucker's history seemed to have been confirmed.
In fact, Tucker did not know many words. Some of the scenes were thought up by Lin and then put on the monitor for Tucker to confirm.
Because Lin had already guessed most of it, almost all of it was correct. In short, the white Humerus Dragons used to be a "flying tribe" that rode on flying dragons. Once they saw a "wandering Humerus Dragon" like Tucker, they would kill it.
It did not seem to be for food, but Tucker said that the white Humerus Dragons would eat them.
These white Humerus Dragons had a great advantage. The most important thing was that they did not know why they had formed a symbiotic relationship with the flying dragons.
They seemed to have swum freely in the air before, but now the white Humerus Dragons all died underground. Even the flying dragons were extinct.
This obviously had something to do with fungi...
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