Garon had just finished his training in his cave and was about to lie down to rest.
He had temporarily modified a set of ordinary combat skills that could be trained by the Dragon Whelps at this stage. There was no name, it was just a simple combat skill to train different bodies.
At his level, even if his body was different, his melee ability was still the strongest at the same stage. He was confident that even if the four Dragon Whelps outside attacked him together, he could easily kill these little guys one by one without using his abnormal physical fitness.
Although there were related simple combat skills in their inherited memories, it was still knowledge. However, knowledge was knowledge, and it needed to be trained hard to turn it into instinct.
As soon as he sat down, he saw Saone and the other three Dragon Whelps squeezing into his cave.
"Safive, we're going out to hunt, do you want to come?" Satwo had obviously confirmed his leadership position as he stood in front and said loudly.
"Hunt?" Garon stood up, "What are you going to hunt?"
"I don't know, but we have to go out and look for something to eat," Satwo replied with a hint of confusion in his eyes. To be honest, he did not know what to hunt.
They could not deal with any of the creatures that mother hunted.
"If we don't go out, we'll starve to death here," Safour seemed to be much more rational, "So no matter what, we can only go out."
Garon certainly understood this. While Cocoreila's draconic aura was still present, there were no fierce Earth Dragon Beasts or powerful creatures around that dared to invade this place. They were still safe and had to leave this place as soon as possible.
It was just that where to go and how to go, these had to be carefully considered.
It was just that they did not dare to stay in a high mountain cave like this. Such places were often targeted by fierce birds and they could not protect it at all.
After thinking for a while, Garon agreed to go out together.
The group of Dragon Whelps flapped their wings and quickly flew out of the dragon cave. They knew that it was unlikely for them to return.
Under Garon's instructions, the five Dragon Whelps flew into the clouds and used the clouds to cover their bodies. This area was the White Dragon's territory, so it was unlikely to encounter other fierce birds, so it was still considered safe.
It didn't matter where Garon went. Anyway, as long as time passed, he would be able to use his Soul Power to continuously convert attribute points and strengthen his body. The efficiency of the Soul Power conversion was not bad, and there was no loss. Furthermore, it was different from before. In the past, the Soul Power was evenly distributed throughout his body, but after it was converted into attribute points, Garon could control which attribute it was mainly inclined towards.
As for the leadership of the Dragon Whelps, he could not be bothered to care about it. He did not care about it at all.
The vast green forest below was faintly discernible amidst the clouds. The group of Dragon Whelps unconsciously flew towards a direction that was even colder. Garon remembered that it was the direction of the White Dragon Clan's Elder's Peak.
Roar!!
Suddenly, a dragon's roar came from below.
A white figure soared into the sky with a boom. He forcefully scattered the Dragon Whelps.
"Get out of my territory." It was an adult White Dragon. He soared into the sky from the snowy peak below and hovered in front of the five scattered Dragon Whelps.
The five Dragon Whelps, including Garon, were all dizzy from the violent airflow.
Garon's mind was calm. He stabilized his body while judging and estimating the Adult White Dragon's values.
"At least above 30 points in strength and speed! Below 40 points! "He quickly came up with a more accurate number.
It was too strong …!
Garon looked at his own values. The strongest was only 17 points in intelligence. Just the airflow alone was enough to make him lose his balance.
His eyelids twitched. Garon and the four Dragon Whelps could only rush back. They did not dare to stay. The Adult White Dragon roared loudly behind them again before flying back to his snowy peak. Garon could clearly feel the murderous gaze behind him. He knew that if they were to encounter an Adult White Dragon in the wild, they would all become the other party's slaves or food.
If it were not for the fact that White Dragons liked to kill each other, with their fertility, they would have dominated the Colorful Dragon Clan long ago.
It was impossible to go back the way they came.
"What do we do now?" Saone asked.
"We're going to hunt," Satwo answered firmly.
"But what are we going to hunt?" Safour asked the same question. "What can we hunt?"
"We're too weak," Sathree was helpless and a little discouraged.
"No, we can go to the forest and look around. Maybe we can find something to eat." Garon spoke. He did not want to follow these little kids anymore. The appearance of the Adult White Dragon made him realize that the level of danger in this world was no less than any other place. It might even be more dangerous.
"Forest?" Satwo looked at Garon. "Safive, have you been to the forest? There are elves and giant bears there. We won't be a match for them. "
"Not all forests can casually encounter giant bears and elves …" Garon was speechless. The inherited memories of the Dragon Clan only injected many dangerous attempts into the mind. However, there was not so much specific details. When they mentioned the forest, it would only alert the dragons to the dangerous creatures inside.
Therefore, the Dragon Whelps would not know that there were weak creatures in the forest.
"I found that Safive seems to be more opinionated than us." Safour seemed to have noticed the difference in Garon.
"So what? I'm the boss! "Satwo waved his claws.
"Okay, okay, you're the boss. But we're going to the forest now, "Garon nodded perfunctorily.
"Yes, we're going to the forest," Satwo repeated. This was the only choice. In a situation where all the dragons had no idea, they could only choose this path.
They flew in another unfamiliar direction. The surrounding temperature was getting warmer and warmer.
Some large eagle-like birds gradually began to appear below.
"We have to go down. There will be a lot of powerful big birds here. We can't handle them," Garon suggested. He had just observed a giant eagle with a wingspan of more than ten meters. Its strength and speed were estimated to be above twenty points. It was very terrifying.
"Okay, let's go down," Satwo immediately accepted.
The group of Dragon Whelps quickly descended and found a gap in the continuous dark green forest below.
A few fawns that were drinking water scampered away.
"Food!" Seeing the fawns, Satwo roared and rushed out. However, he was immediately tripped by a branch on the side and fell to the ground.
The rest of the Dragon Whelps suddenly laughed.
Garon, on the other hand, walked to the side alone and observed the forest.
He immediately saw a few footprints on the side of the stream. The footprints had not dissipated and he could vaguely see that they were human footprints.
"Humans …" He raised his guard. He was also a human. From the inherited memory, he knew how precious materials such as dragon skin were to humans. He knew that if he were to encounter a group of humans now, he would definitely be a moving treasure in the eyes of the other party. Once the news spread, it would definitely attract more humans.
"This is troublesome. There are actually people moving around here … so close to the White Dragon Clan, "Garon had a thought in his mind.
Roar!
A leopard who was drinking water by the stream raised its head and roared at the Dragon Whelps. It was obviously very dissatisfied with the few Dragon Whelps disturbing it from drinking water.
"We are the great Dragon Clan!" Satwo was furious. A mere leopard dared to provoke its dignity.
It flapped its wings and quickly flew out, spitting cold air at the leopard.
With a whoosh, the white cold air was easily dodged by the leopard. However, Satwo's movement was faster than it. The innate quality of the Dragon Clan was not something that this ordinary leopard could resist. After a few moves, Satwo pounced on it and held its head down, unable to struggle on the ground.
"That's too easy, haha!" Satwo laughed. Its strength was even stronger than this adult leopard, suppressing it firmly. "How should we eat it?"
"Freeze it to death first!" A few Dragon Whelps pounced on it. If it were not for the fact that they were still young and did not have Draconic Aura, this leopard would have escaped long ago.
With the first prey, there was a second one. Soon, a wild boar appeared in their vision.
This wild boar was covered in thick yellow rock armor. It was as tall as a person and looked very mighty.
A few Dragon Whelps could not deal with its strength at all. After a few trees were knocked down, the Dragon Whelps worked together to fly around the wild boar and made it dizzy. Satwo then sped up and smashed the wild boar's head with its claws.
There was food again. A few Dragon Whelps began to share it and Satwo got the biggest share.
However, other than Garon who was always vigilant, none of them noticed that in the woods not far behind them, a group of humans wearing light leather armor was quietly moving towards their location.
"It's a Dragon Whelp …" An old man in a close-fitting robe squatted down and inspected the remains of the leopard. "This leopard is a Level Three Lightning Leopard. Its speed is already very fast but it was still killed."
He paused. "Judging from its speed, strength, and claw marks, it should be a Dragon Whelp. The White Dragon Clan is nearby. An adult White Dragon would not kill its prey on the spot. Moreover, there is more than one Dragon Whelp. It's also a good material. "
"Then, Your Excellency, should we go look for the dragon's den first or kill these Dragon Whelps first?" A man in green armor behind him with a two-handed greatsword whispered.
"Our first task is to kill an adult White Dragon. We'll talk about the rest later. However, it's rare to encounter a Dragon Whelp so far away from the group …" The old wizard muttered. "How about this, Kale."
"Here. Your Excellency Sara. "A skinny old man in a black robe walked out of the group. He held a cypress staff with a skull at the top. It looked eerie and terrifying.
"You take two Silver Ranks and kill this nest of Dragon Whelps. You take sixty percent of the materials. "The old wizard ordered.
"As you wish, Your Excellency." The eerie old man smiled.
"Be careful of adult White Dragons appearing. The Dragon Whelps are only Level Four. Just be careful of their ice breath. They are actually just slightly stronger Level Four beasts." The old wizard reminded.
"I'm already a Level Five Great Wizard, Your Excellency." The eerie old man said confidently.
"Then let's go."
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