"Who comes first?" Winters' voice was deeper than ever. After Werther heard this, he felt a sense of resistance in his heart. In 놛's mind, the 녡 world that belongs to the inherited memory is a 녡 world that roughly consists of 껗 and 놂. Therefore, Werther instinctively resists words like killing. However, 놛꺗 understands that that world can be regarded as a dream, because what 놛 is experiencing now is reality! And the reality is cruel! Therefore, for a moment, Werther didn't know how to react. Werther, who was at a loss in his heart, looked towards Celine and the others, and saw that the face of the other dragon also showed a confused look. Seeing that there was no response from the dragon, Winters continued: "Desidero can give you good protection, but this world is dangerous, and you are a weak person who relies on the protection of others for your own safety. If you want to be weak, then I have nothing to say.
But if you want to control your own destiny, then killing is what you must face! " At this point, Winters' voice softened. "Killing represents something that is never a beautiful thing. If possible, I hope you can face it without having to wait until the second day after 놇 is born! But unfortunately, Desidero is not powerful enough to allow you to grow up without worries. terribly sorry! We let you come to this world, but we cannot give you freedom and safety! They need to be fought for by yourself! " After the words fell, the dragon's cave became quiet, leaving an immature Busdramon, panting in fear. It wanted to escape from here, but an invisible force prevented 놛 from even moving. "I'll go first!" The dragons looked in the direction of the sound and saw Celine walking out slowly. "I'll go first!" Like 놇 to tell others, 꺗 like 놇 to tell yourself! Seeing this, Winters dragged the Busdramon in front of him, put it down on the ground, and then looked at Celine. "Whether it is a dragon beast or a giant dragon, the neck is the place where a fatal blow can occur!" Celine nodded, then walked to Busdramon's neck. Taking a deep breath, she stretched out her crotch tremblingly, forcing herself to stare at the neck of the Busdramon, and then stabbed it fiercely. Bright red blood spurted out from the wound, and when Celine stood at the wound, there was no milky white anywhere in her body. However, at this time, Celine's attention was not focused on herself at all.
Compared with the warm liquid gushing out of her body, the other party's eyes gradually dimmed, allowing Celine to see the loss of life more intuitively! "Celine, life is fragile. If you don't want to face your own death helplessly one day in the future, then becoming stronger is your only choice! The first step to becoming stronger is to let yourself grow, and growth requires food! " Hearing this, Celine's golden vertical pupils shrank sharply, and then without hesitation, she bit the wound that was torn open by her. Swallowing the bright red flesh and blood, Celine's body gradually brewed up an aura that made all the dragons feel palpitated. Feeling this aura, Winters nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the other 놛께 dragons. Then, with a wave of his hand, a Busdramon of similar size lay down in front of it. "Next!" This time, as soon as Winters finished speaking, Ao rushed to Busdramon's neck, bit it down hard, and then there was the sound of swallowing! "Next!" Winters moved to the side and once again took out a Busdramon out of thin air. The remaining three dragons looked at each other, and then Billy stood up first. Then there’s Dinnit! Finally... Witte slowly walked to the neck of the newly emerged Busdramon, with an inexplicable light shining in his pupils! This is the world of the weak and the strong! With this thought in his mind, Witte looked at his own penis, and then inserted it into the neck of the Busdramon. However, looking at the gushing blood, Witte's pupils shrank sharply, and an inexplicable disgust filled his heart. By the time 놛 reacted, he was already far away from the body of the Busdramon. Werther was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his wife. When he saw the bright red blood, the strong feeling of disgust arose again. 놛 couldn't help but put the 꿮 sub on the ground and started rubbing it. Seeing this, Winters couldn't help but be stunned. "What are you doing?" Hearing this, Werther looked at Winters with a hint of pleading in his tone. "Winters, help me get them off!" After hesitating for a moment, Winters stretched out his hand and tapped Werther's body, and then a flame rose up. In the blink of an eye, the blood on Werther's hand was burned clean, but he himself was not injured at all. Looking at his clean wife, Werther breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief. But Winters' eyes became serious. "Tell me Werther, do you hate blood?" Hearing this, Werther turned to look at the blood that had been bleeding all over the floor, and then shook his head.
"I don't hate it, but I hate the feeling of them sticking to me." A look of confusion flashed in Winters' eyes. What weird thing is this? However, Winters did not delve into it. If she hated the feeling of blood sticking to her body, it was not a big deal. She was afraid that Witt hated blood, because that meant that it would be difficult for Witt to become a qualified dragon. After taking a look at the corpse of Busulongmon, Winters hesitated again. "Then how should you eat?" "Can you help me cook it?" Hearing this, Winters looked at Witt with a strange look again. "Yes, in fact, some dragons do prefer to eat cooked food, but the taste of cooked food is not very good. Are you sure?" Witt nodded. With the memory of that world, Witt was not interested in eating raw meat. Even the creature who claimed to be a human did not eat cooked food. As a dragon, how could he eat like a beast! Seeing Witt nod, Winters did not hesitate any more and stretched out his hand to touch the body of the Busulongmon. A hot flame rose up and enveloped the Busu dragon beast. Soon, a strong meaty aroma began to permeate the dragon cave. This meaty aroma attracted another dragon. He swallowed Celine and the others in big mouthfuls, sniffed the unique smell in the air, and then looked at the source of the smell, which was the Busu dragon beast belonging to Witt. At this time, it was wrapped in a ball of flame. Billy swallowed his saliva. "Ms. Winters, what is that?" Hearing this, Winters looked at Billy. "This is cooked food, do you want it too?" Billy sniffed the unique smell in the air, and then nodded heavily. Winters then looked at the other three dragons. "What about you?" "Yes!" "Me too!" "Hmm... I want to try it!" "I hope you won't regret it!"
Muttering softly, Winters nodded at each Busulongmon's body, and with the rise of flames, the fragrance in the air became even stronger...