"Who will go first?"

Winter's voice was unprecedentedly low.

After hearing this, a wave of resistance rose in Werther's heart.

In his mind, the world that belongs to the inheritance of memories is a generally peaceful world, so Werther instinctively resists the word killing.

However, he also understood that that world could be regarded as a dream, because what he was experiencing now was reality!

And reality is cruel!

So, for a moment, Werther didn't know what kind of reaction to make.

Werther, who was confused inside, looked towards Celine and the others, but saw the faces of the other four little dragons also showing a confused expression.

Seeing that there was no response from the dragon, Winterth continued, "Desedro can provide you with good protection, but this world is dangerous. Those who rely on the protection of others for their own safety are weak.

If you want to be weak, then I have nothing to say.

But if you want to control your own destiny, then killing is something you must face! "

Speaking of this, Winters' voice softened again.

"What killing represents is never a beautiful thing. If possible, I hope you don't have to face it on the second day of your birth!

Unfortunately, Desedro is not strong enough to allow you to grow carefree.

I'm sorry!

We brought you into this world, but we cannot give you freedom and security!

They need you to fight for them yourselves! "

As soon as the words fell, the dragon's den quieted down, leaving only an underage Busilong beast panting in fear.

It really wanted to escape from here, but an invisible force made it impossible for him to even move.

"I'll go first!"

The dragons followed the direction of the sound and saw Celine walking out slowly.

"Let me go first!"

It's like telling others, but also like telling oneself!

Upon seeing this, Winters dragged the Buss Dragon Beast in front of him, laid it down on the ground, and then looked at Celine.

"Whether it's a dragon beast or a giant dragon, the neck is a place that can be fatal with one blow!"

Celine nodded and then walked to the neck of the Buss dragon beast.

She took a deep breath, tremblingly stretched out her claws, forced herself to stare at the neck of the Buss dragon beast, and then stabbed it fiercely.

Bright red blood gushed out from the wound, and Celine, who stood at the position of the wound, had no milky white spot on her body.

However, at this time, Celine's attention was not on herself at all.

Compared to the warm liquid spewing on her body, the gradually dimming gaze of the other party made Celine see the passing of life more intuitively!

"Celine, life is fragile. If you don't want to face your own death like this one day in the future, then becoming stronger is your only choice!

The first step to becoming stronger is to make yourself grow, and growth requires food! "

Upon hearing this, Celine's golden vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and then without hesitation, she bit the wound that she had torn open.

Swallowing the bright red flesh, Celine's body gradually brewed a breath that made the dragons tremble.

Feeling this breath, Winters nodded in satisfaction, and then her gaze turned to the other little dragons.

Then, with a wave of its claws, another Busdragon beast of similar size lay down in front of it.

"Next!"

This time, as soon as Winters finished speaking, Ao rushed to the neck of the Buss Dragon Beast and bit it hard, followed by the sound of swallowing!

"Next!"

Winterth moved to the side and once again pulled out a Busilong beast out of thin air.

The remaining three dragons exchanged a glance, and then Billy stood up first.

Then there's Dinnit!

Finally... Werther walked slowly to the neck of the newly emerged Busdragon Beast, and an inexplicable light flashed in his pupils!

Is this the law of the jungle?

With this thought in his mind, Werther looked at his claws and then inserted them into the neck of the Buss dragon beast.

However, looking at the gushing blood, Werther's pupils constricted abruptly, and an inexplicable disgust filled his heart. By the time he reacted, he had already moved away from the corpse of the Busdragon Beast.

Witte was stunned for a moment, then looked at his paw. When he saw the bright red bloodstains, a strong sense of disgust rose again.

He involuntarily rubbed his claws on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Winters couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Werther looked at Winters with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Winters, help me get them down!"

After hesitating for a moment, Winters stretched out his claws and tapped Werther's body. Then a flame rose up. In the blink of an eye, the blood on Werther's hands was burned clean, and he himself was not injured at all.

Looking at the clean claws, Witte inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

But Winters' gaze became serious.

"Tell me, Werther, do you hate blood?"

Upon hearing this, Werther turned to look at the blood that had already flowed on the ground, then shook his head.

"I don't hate it, but I really hate the feeling of them sticking to me."

A trace of confusion flashed in Winters' eyes.

What kind of weird problem is this?

However, Winters did not delve into it. If she just hated the feeling of blood sticking to her body, it was not a big deal. What she was afraid of was that Werther hated blood, because it meant that it would be difficult for Werther to become a qualified dragon.

After glancing at the corpse of the Buss Dragon Beast, Winters hesitated again.

"Then how should you eat?"

"Can you help me cook it?"

Upon hearing this, Winters' gaze towards Werther became strange again.

"Yes, it's possible. In fact, some dragons do like 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, Werther was not interested in eating raw meat. Even the creature that claimed to be human was eating cooked food. As a dragon, how could he eat like a beast!

Seeing Werther nod, Winters did not hesitate any longer. He stretched out his claws and pointed at the body of the Busdragon Beast.

A scorching flame rose up and wrapped the Buss Dragon Beast.

Soon, a strong aroma of meat began to spread in the dragon's lair.

This meaty aroma attracted the other four little dragons.

Still gulping down Celine and the others, he sniffed the unique scent in the air, then looked at the source of the scent, which belonged to Werther's Busdragon Beast.

At this moment, it is wrapped in a flame.

Billy swallowed his saliva.

"Ms. Winters, what is that?"

Upon hearing this, Winters looked at Billy.

"This is cooked food, do you want it too?"

Billy sniffed the unique scent in the air and then nodded heavily.

Winters then looked at the other three little dragons.

"What about you?"

"Yes!"

"Me too!"

"Hmm... I want to try it!"

"I hope you won't regret it!"

Wen Tesi muttered softly. He tapped the body of each Buss Dragon Beast, and with the rising of flames, the fragrance in the air became even stronger...