: Never underestimate any enemy, but you can underestimate the original crocodile.

Kim Jong-tae swiped his finger across the light screen, issuing the migration order.

Several groups of canine jawed beasts, totaling several hundred, converged from all directions, like streams flowing into a great river.

They crossed hills, traversed plains, forded rivers, and headed south.

Wherever it went, small animals scattered and fled, and even water dragons had to take detours.

Kim Jung-tae sat on the sofa, legs crossed, watching the vast herd of canine-jawed beasts on the screen, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Original Crocodile, you just wait! My canine jawed beast can swim now! I'll make sure you all die a horrible death!"

In the forest below the mountain, the river still flows quietly.

The crocodiles were still lying on the bottom of the water, with only their noses and eyes showing, like pieces of rotten wood buried in the mud.

They are unaware of the impending danger, nor do they care about it.

The river flowed past them, bringing with it a fresh scent.

It's not the smell of herbivores, not the smell of small reptiles, it's the smell of a canine jawed beast.

The smell came from upstream, from the mountaintop, and from the direction the wind was blowing.

The crocodile lying on the riverbed sniffed the air and slightly opened its eyes.

Then, it closed its eyes again.

Don't get me wrong, they opened and closed their eyes not to devise any scheme, they were just blinking.

Although the ancestors of the original crocodiles passed down the message from generation to generation that they should never forget to take revenge on those enemies who had bullied them, such as the canine-jawed beast bound by the observers of the Korean civilization, the crocodile bound by the observers of the Indian civilization, and so on...

But don't forget, the original crocodiles didn't have any written or pictorial records left behind, so this new generation of crocodiles doesn't recognize the canine jaw beast at all.

They did smell the scent of the canine jaw beast, but to them, the appearance of the canine jaw beast simply meant the arrival of a new type of food.

Having been a seasoned veteran of the local martial arts world for a thousand years, Yuan Crocodile is no longer afraid of any creature.

They've been soaking in the mud here for a thousand years, practicing death rolls for a thousand years, and being apex predators for a thousand years.

Whether they are herbivores or carnivores, they are all food to them.

When Kim Jung-tae ordered his canine jaw beasts to come to this area where they had once lived, they did not immediately cause trouble for the original crocodiles. Instead, they ate other species that they had bullied in the past and monitored what was happening on the other side of the rivers.

It must be said that he was still very cautious.

After all, he had already learned his lesson once.

Do you remember more than a hundred years ago, he had a group of canine jaw beasts that clashed with the Eurasian raptors who were connected with the observers of the White Bear Kingdom civilization over a dozen water dragon carcasses?

A thousand years ago, Kim Jong-tae's canine jaw beast fought against Eoraptor and won completely!

Those greyhounds that weigh only a dozen kilograms are no match for the canine jaw beast!

Now, several hundred years later, those Eoraptorosaurs have almost doubled in size; they were only one meter long before they are now two meters long.

It may seem deceptive, but you should know that their tails make up a third or even more of their bodies, and their weight is only thirty or forty kilograms, far less than that of their canine jawed beast.

Therefore, in Jin Zhengtai's view, even if the Eoraptor was twice the size, it would still be a useless creature just like before.

Moreover, at that time, his group of canine jaw beasts numbered over 120, while the opponent only had a little over 100, giving the canine jaw beasts a numerical advantage.

Kim Jong-tae believes he still holds the advantage in terms of both strength and numbers.

Then bite them hard!

But the ending was unexpected.

The canine jawed beast population was directly defeated by the Eoraptor population, howling in pain.

On the open ground by the river, more than 120 canine-jawed beasts surrounded a little over 100 Eoraptor.

The canine-jawed beasts bared their teeth and growled in their throats, preparing to crush their opponents as they had a thousand years ago.

The protoraptors didn't shout or roar; they just stood there quietly.

Their bodies are twice the size of those from a thousand years ago, with strong and powerful hind limbs, and short but sharp claws on their forelimbs.

Their eyes were fixed on the canine-jawed beast, their pupils narrowed to slits.

The leading male Eoraptor was the first to launch an attack.

Instead of pouncing on and biting the throat like other predators, it charged straight into the pack of canines, its front paws flailing wildly like a cat.

Its claws scratched across the hound-jawed beast's fur, leaving deep, bloody marks.

A canine jawed beast was scratched on the face by its claw, its eyes were gouged out, and it fell to the ground screaming in pain.

Other Protoraptors also took action.

Their claws are their most lethal weapon, more flexible and sharper than their teeth.

An Eoraptor pinned a cannibal's head down with its claws, and no matter how much the cannibal struggled, it couldn't break free. Then it lowered its head and bit through the cannibal's throat.

Another Eoraptor was surrounded by three Cannibals. It leaped out of the encirclement and, the moment it landed, turned around and slashed the nose of the Cannibal that was chasing the fastest.

The canine-jawed beasts were stunned by the attack.

They thought that Eoraptor would only use its mouth to bite, just like it did a thousand years ago, but Eoraptor learned to use its claws.

Their teeth couldn't reach Eoraptor at all, because Eoraptor was too fast and always dodged the moment the dog-jawed beast opened its mouth, then retaliated with a claw.

The hounds' fur was torn to shreds, bleeding profusely; some had gone blind, some had broken noses, and some had their ears torn off.

Screams rose and fell, and the entire battlefield was in complete chaos.

After losing more than twenty canine jaw beasts, Kim Jung-tae finally realized one thing: his canine jaw beasts were no match for the Eoraptor!

Forgetting to curse these canine-jawed beasts as useless, Kim Jung-tae, his expression changing drastically, hurriedly ordered the remaining canine-jawed beasts to retreat.

The canine-jawed beasts, as if granted a pardon, turned and ran, not daring to look back.

The Primal Raptor chased for a few steps and then stopped, standing on the riverbank and roaring to the sky, as if declaring its victory.

Afterwards, Kim Jung-tae experienced a complete cyberbullying attack, and almost cried tears of sympathy.

South Korean audiences called him trash, said he was a disgrace, and accused him of raising a canine beast into a pig.

He didn't dare look at the comments for a whole month, and locked himself in his room drinking alone every day.

Because of this unforgettable experience, Kim Jung-tae was also afraid that the primordial crocodile, which had not been seen for a thousand years, might undergo some kind of mutation.

After all, compared to these diligent, honest, and timely evolving observed species, the Protocrocodilian had undergone an accelerated evolution.

Although that accelerated evolution was like a joke, only shortening the legs by half, it was enough to make Kim Jong-tae wary.

As the saying goes, heroes are as numerous as carp crossing a river; one should never underestimate any enemy.

But after observing, Kim Jung-tae suddenly realized that he could underestimate the original crocodile.