: A Mishap!

Even though they hadn't seen each other for over a thousand years, the original crocodile was still exactly the same as before.

It's still a little over a meter tall, its mouth is still the same length, its skin is still the same rough, and even its posture in the water is the same.

If we had to point out any changes, it would be that they are a little larger than they were a thousand years ago.

But it certainly didn't evolve as dramatically as Eoraptor—Eoraptor grew from one meter to two meters, while Protosuchus at most grew from one meter to 1.1 meters...

This isn't evolution, this is just growing bigger!

To put it bluntly, if Kim Jung-tae hadn't observed carefully, he wouldn't have even noticed that the original crocodiles had grown larger. He just thought that these original crocodiles were living very healthily, eating and sleeping well, so they were only slightly fatter than their ancestors from a thousand years ago.

What else is there to say, buddy?

As the saying goes, "Punch the Nanshan Nursing Home and kick the Beihai Kindergarten!"

They bully the old, weak, sick, and disabled!

I'm going to beat you up!

After confirming that all the original crocodiles in this area were useless, Jin Zhengtai commanded the hound-jawed beasts to come to the riverbank and send them into the river to hunt down the original crocodiles.

If the previous Ceratogonia was too afraid to go into the water and would jump up in fright if the original Crocodile slapped the water with its tail, then after experiencing the last natural disaster and being hit by two interference cards by Kim Jung-tae, the current Ceratogonia is a swimming champion!

They can swim quickly on the river surface using a dog paddle, and they can also hold their breath underwater, but only for a short time, about half a minute.

But in Kim Jong-tae's view, that was enough.

Half a minute is enough time for a canine jawed beast to kill a primordial crocodile!

Because the original crocodiles' size never changed, in Kim Jung-tae's eyes, they were still a bunch of useless trash.

A group of useless people who were forced into the water by his canine-jawed beasts and have lived there ever since, too afraid to come ashore.

Today, let's use these original crocodile corpses to pay tribute to his canine jaw beast population!

And so, hundreds of canine-jawed beasts went into the water in a grand procession.

The reason why hundreds of canine jaw beasts were not allowed to go into the water together was simply because there were only a few hundred native crocodiles in this area.

It's not worth using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. Hundreds of canine jaw beasts fighting against hundreds of primordial crocodiles would prevent viewers from accusing South Korea of ​​bullying China.

One-on-one, fair competition, don't make excuses if you lose.

As for whether the canine jaw beast can recognize that these logs on the river are the original crocodile?

Actually, it doesn't matter, because as long as Kim Jong-tae can recognize him.

With him providing support from the rear, directing the canine jaw beasts to attack these "wooden" creatures in real time, it can only be said that these original crocodiles are doomed to die today!

A new war is imminent.

At this moment, the original crocodiles, sensing that creatures had entered the water, stopped disguising themselves as wood and began to move towards the deeper water.

One by one, the "logs" on the water's surface disappeared, replaced by swiftly moving black shadows underwater.

The Protocrocodile was much faster in the water than the Caniscus. Its short legs were close to its sides, its tail swayed from side to side, and its body glided through the water like a torpedo.

The canine-jawed beasts, thinking the crocodiles were afraid, began to laugh.

They splashed around on the water's surface, swimming doggy-paddle and sending water flying everywhere, chasing after the original crocodile.

The lead group of canine jaw beasts had already bitten the tail of a primordial crocodile, but the primordial crocodile suddenly swung its tail and broke free.

The splashes on the river grew larger and larger, and the dog-jawed beast's dog-paddling motions disturbed the entire river.

The crocodiles stopped in the deep water and stopped retreating.

They turned around to face the charging canine-jawed beasts, their mouths slightly open, revealing two rows of fine, sharp teeth.

The canine-jawed beasts continued to charge forward, believing they had the upper hand.

The numbers are the same, but the size is larger, and they can swim, so how can they lose?

Kim Jong-tae was also laughing; he felt he could finally vent his anger from a thousand years ago.

He stared at the screen, his finger hovering over it, ready to command the hound-jawed beast to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

But he didn't notice that the original crocodiles' positions were quite significant.

They weren't running away; they were leading the canine jaw beasts into deeper water.

In shallow waters, the Canejaw Beast can touch the bottom, but in deep waters, it can only swim.

In the deep waters, the original crocodile is the true king!

The first to rush into the deep water was the largest male canine jawed beast.

It swam the fastest using its dog-paddle technique and was the first to catch up with the original crocodile herd's tail.

Then it opened its mouth and bit at the hind leg of the crocodile.

But this time, the crocodile did not dodge.

It turned around and faced the jawed beast's mouth head-on.

The canine jaw beast's teeth snapped into the scales on the back of the crocodile with a crisp "crack".

However, the scales of the original crocodile were thick and hard, and after a thousand years of sedimentation and evolution, they are thicker and denser than they were a thousand years ago.

The canine jaw beast's teeth only penetrated less than half a centimeter, not damaging the skin or flesh at all, leaving only a few shallow white marks on the scales.

At this moment, the crocodile also opened its mouth and bit the canine jaw beast's foreleg.

Its mouth isn't big, but its bite force is amazing.

The teeth pierced the canine jaw beast's fur and embedded themselves in its muscle.

The canine-jawed beast shuddered in pain, trying to bark, but as soon as it opened its mouth in the water, river water rushed in, and it could only let out a muffled whimper.

It shook its head desperately, trying to break free from the crocodile's teeth.

But the crocodile wouldn't let go, its teeth biting deeper and deeper, and blood seeped from the wound, spreading out in the water like a red flower.

Then, the original crocodile turned over.

With its four short legs tucked to its sides and its tail swung wildly, the whole body spun in the water like a log.

This is the death roll that the original crocodiles have practiced for thousands of years. Every original crocodile has been practicing this move since birth.

They practiced in the mud, in the water plants, on corpses, until muscle memory was etched into their bones.

The canine jawed beast was tumbled along with it, its front legs twisted into an impossible angle inside the crocodile's mouth.

The bone made a crisp "crack" sound inside the muscle; that was the sound of the foreleg bone breaking.

The canine jaw beast's mouth was wide open, its eyes were wide open, and its pupils were filled with fear and pain.

There was a click.

The canine jaw beast's bones are broken!

The canine-jawed beast let out a muffled groan, and a string of bubbles emerged from its mouth.

Its forelegs were bitten off by the crocodile, exposing the white bone at the break, and blood gushed out like a fountain, turning the water within half a meter around it dark red.

The canine jawed beast convulsed in pain, thrashing wildly in the water, but having lost a front leg, it could not swim steadily and its body began to sink, like a plank of wood bound with stones.

The crocodile opened its mouth, shook its head, and spat out the severed leg.

Then it swam over and bit the canine jaw beast's neck.

This time, however, the canine jaw beast didn't even have the strength to struggle.

It had lost too much blood; its body was growing cold, and its limbs were stiffening. The crocodile bit its neck and dragged it to the bottom of the water.

The canine jaw beast's eyes slowly closed, its mouth slowly shut, and its body slowly lost its temperature.

In less than twenty seconds, the first canine jaw beast sank to the bottom of the water.

Only ripples spreading across the water and a slowly dissipating bloodstain remained on the surface.