I hate being held at gunpoint the most

The ground is shaking, and the shaking is getting more and more intense.

Small stones rolled down the hillside, and fallen leaves were shaken off the branches.

earthquake?

A great deal of doubt flashed in the wise eyes of the three original crocodiles.

They raised their heads and looked around.

Then, their eyes widened instantly.

The hillside was covered with countless Heterodontosaurus.

Thousands upon thousands of Heterodontosaurus emerged from the hillsides, from the bushes, and from the caves.

The grayish skin stretched out in one patch, like a giant carpet being laid out towards them.

The two rows of misaligned teeth gleamed white in the sunlight, like countless daggers drawn from their sheaths.

They ran in perfect unison, like a well-trained army.

The ones at the front are the strongest, those in the middle are the most agile, and those at the back are the youngest.

At first, the confusion in the eyes of the three Protosuchus turned into ecstasy when they saw some of the Heterodontids.

So much food!

They were surrounded by food!

One of the crocodiles had already started drooling, another opened its mouth, and a third took a step forward.

After their initial elation, the three Protocrocodilians, upon seeing the endless stream of Heterodontosaurus, finally realized that something terrible was about to happen!

Several Heterodontids were food.

Dozens of Heterodontidae were a huge amount of food.

But hundreds of Heterodontids would be a disaster!

They are not arrogant enough to think they can take on hundreds at once.

Without any hesitation, the three crocodiles turned and ran.

They turned and ran, their four short legs moving incredibly fast.

Then they discovered that behind them were also all Heterodontids.

These abstract little animals are everywhere, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye can see.

On the left is Heterodontidae, on the right is Heterodontidae, in front is Heterodontidae, and behind is also Heterodontidae.

It's like countless little bulls are aimed at you.

Our great Mr. Yan Shuangying once said, "What I hate most is being held at gunpoint."

And now they are being pointed at by countless little girls.

The crocodiles looked down at the ground they were on; this was hardly a hill.

This is clearly the nest of the Heterodontosaurus!

But now is not the time to curse. The three crocodiles charged madly in one direction, trying to fight their way out.

A Protocrocodile opened its massive jaws and lunged at the Heterodontidae in front of it.

It bit into the neck of a Heterodontidae, and with a snap, the Heterodontidae died.

But as soon as it killed one, three more Heterodontosaurus took its place.

Another Protocrocodile used its tail to knock two away, but five more Heterodontosaurus rushed up.

The third Protosuchus scratched one over with its claws, but ten Heterodontosaurus had already surrounded it.

They rushed out a few steps before being pushed back.

There were too many Heterodontosaurus; when the ones in front were knocked down, the ones behind took their place.

They were surrounded in the middle, like a compressed sphere.

The three original crocodiles were in despair.

Even if they wanted to run away, they have nowhere to run now.

There are Heterodonts running forward, and there are Heterodonts running backward!

If you run to the left, you'll encounter a Heterodontidae; if you run to the right, you'll also encounter a Heterodontidae!

I can't run, I can't escape, I can't get away.

Their pills are spicy!

Under normal circumstances, Heterodontosaurus would absolutely not dare to attack Protosuchus.

They are herbivores, and among herbivores, they are the shyest root-eating herbivores; you could say they are incredibly timid.

They tremble at the smell of carnivores and their legs go weak at the sight of a crocodile's teeth.

However, the observers of the Thousand Lakes Kingdom kept brainwashing them and tempting them with beautiful women from their tribe.

The oracle said that these three monsters would destroy the entire race, and if they were not killed, everyone would die.

Kill them, and you can marry the most beautiful girl in the tribe.

For our people! For our homeland! For the beautiful women!!!

They're dry!

Thousands of Heterodontosaurus pounced on the three Protocrocodilians.

They have no claws, no sharp teeth, and no predator instincts.

But they have numbers, they have madness, and they have the courage to forge ahead.

A Heterodontosaurus bit the tail of a Protosuchus.

Its teeth were embedded in the gaps between the scales, refusing to let go.

The other one bit the crocodile's leg and hung on it, swaying back and forth.

Another one jumped onto the back of the original crocodile and frantically gnawed at it with its two rows of misaligned teeth.

Animals in nature have always exhibited a herd mentality.

If one of them starts moving, the rest that are still will have to start moving too.

One Heterodontidae charged forward, then ten, then a hundred.

They were like madmen, tearing at the body of the crocodile.

The scales of the Protocrocodile were so thick that the teeth of the Heterodontosaurus could not penetrate them.

If one bite can't penetrate it, what about ten?

If you can't bite through ten, what about a hundred?

A Heterodontidae spent a long time gnawing on the scales of the Protosuchus, leaving only a white mark.

However, when ten Heterodontidae gnawed at the same spot at the same time, cracks began to appear on the scales.

One hundred Heterodontids bit at it simultaneously, and the scales finally broke.

The flesh of the Protosuchus was exposed to the air, and the teeth of the Heterodontosaurus were embedded in it.

It is not very lethal, but it is extremely insulting.

The tail of a crocodile was bitten all over and was covered in bloody holes, causing it to wag its tail in pain.

One of its scales was broken, exposing its flesh, and the Heterodontosaurus's teeth were embedded in it bit by bit.

The other crocodile's leg was bitten so badly that it could no longer run and was limping.

Each step he took left a bloody mark on the ground.

Another crocodile had a scale gnawed off its back, revealing pink, tender flesh.

The Heterodontids swarmed forward and began to devour the prey.

If it's just one or two bites, the crocodile probably won't feel much pain.

But if you keep biting, it will hurt a lot.

A crocodile, after being bitten more than a dozen times, finally couldn't take it anymore.

It opened its mouth and bit down on the head of a Heterodontidae.

With a snap, his head shattered.

But as soon as that Heterodontid fell, three more Heterodontids immediately took its place.

The three original crocodiles fought back desperately.

They killed one after another by biting, slapping, and whipping them with their tails.

But there are too many Heterodontids; they can't be killed off completely.

Kill one, and ten more will come.

Kill ten, and a hundred will come.

Pile them up until they're crushed!

In just a short while, the three crocodiles, in so much pain that they hadn't managed to bite their target, began to writhe and roll on the ground in agony.

They rolled on the ground, trying to shake off the Diplodocus.

But there were too many Heterodontosaurus; as soon as one was shaken off, several more would jump up.

Their bodies were covered with Heterodontids, like three pieces of candy crawling with ants.

Just when the three Protocrocodilians thought they were about to capsize in a ditch, the army of Heterodontosaurus suddenly stopped.

Because they suddenly had a feeling that they were being stared at by countless eyes.

Those eyes were filled with greed.

Hungry.

With murderous intent.

The army of Heterodontosaurus looked back.

At that moment, the background music, boom boom boom, came out from all around at just the right time.

They were a group of primordial crocodiles with greedy expressions.