vrcanaries Chapter 17: The Original Crocodile: Death Roll
Chapter 17: The Original Crocodile: Death Roll
Lin Xia shook off those messy thoughts.
After the game is over, everything will become clear.
At that time, it will be obvious at a glance.
The sound of the sky curtain rang out at just the right moment, interrupting his thoughts.
[Phase Two, Beginning.]
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the huge golden screen.
The screen lights up.
The first one given was the original crocodile.
The murky water, the gray-brown mudflats, and the ferns on the shore swaying gently in the warm, humid Jurassic wind.
Beneath the surface, a pair of bulging eyes slowly emerged, only the part above the eye sockets showing, like two agate beads soaking in water, staring motionlessly at the movements on the shore.
The camera zooms out.
On the shore, the skeletal dragons were casually nibbling at low-lying ferns and shrubs, their mouths opening and closing, red plant sap dripping down their jaws and staining the muddy ground with small dark patches.
They occasionally look up and glance at the water, their eyes blank and devoid of any aggression.
There is no hatred.
There was no hostility.
They weren't even interested.
The effect of the interference card lasts only for one phase.
After the command was given, the skeletal dragon's instincts regained the upper hand.
They are herbivores and have no interest in those few grayish little creatures in the water.
Eating vegetables is the real priority.
The crocodile's eyes darted around, seemingly confirming that the large creature on the shore posed no threat to it, and its body quietly floated up a little further.
One of the crocodiles swam forward a little.
It was very slow and quiet.
Its limbs moved slowly underwater, barely creating a ripple. Its gray-brown back emerged from the water, like a piece of rotten wood drifting with the current.
It is near the shore.
Chinese netizens were instantly on tenterhooks.
What is it going to do?
[Are they going to eat a skeletal dragon??]
Hey bro, even if they don't bother you, you shouldn't bother them, okay?
Please, I'm begging you, just hold on! Holding on is victory!
The crocodile could not hear these shouts.
It continued forward, inch by inch approaching the edge of the mudflat.
Finally, it stopped at the boundary between the water plants and the mud, opened its mouth, and remained motionless.
A row of tiny, sharp teeth was visible between the upper and lower jaws.
There was no attack, no biting, and not even a sound.
He just left his mouth open.
Like a half-open door.
On the shore, the skeletal dragons continued to graze on ferns and shrubs, completely oblivious to everything happening by the water.
There's only one little guy.
It was smaller than an adult skeletal dragon, and the scales on its neck were a lighter color.
They seemed to be getting a little thirsty.
It emerged from the ferns, its clumsy little legs carrying it toward the river.
Head bowed, still chewing the last bit of fern leaf.
It walked to the water's edge, lowered its head, and prepared to drink.
Then it stopped.
The little guy's gaze fell on the water's surface.
Those bulging eyes, that mouth that hadn't yet closed, and that gray-brown head half-hidden beneath the water behind those eyes.
It tilted its head, its big, beady eyes filled with confusion.
When did you get so close to us?
The little skeletal dragon was a little scared.
It wanted to drink water, but that grayish-brown thing with its mouth open was floating by the water's edge, and something just didn't look right to it.
It tentatively took a small step forward, then withdrew.
Take another step, then pull back.
Finally, it mustered its courage, extended its short, stubby front paws, and carefully placed them near the crocodile's open mouth. It touched them, then withdrew them.
If you touch it again, it will shrink back.
He kept testing the waters, like a child trying to touch a tiger's tail.
Chinese netizens were so anxious upon seeing this that they slapped their thighs in frustration.
Bite! Bite! You won't bite?
[Your mouth is already open, the meat is practically offered to your lips, why don't you bite it!]
I'm so worried! My blood pressure is soaring!
【This is the idiot you, Lin Xiaxuan, chose! He won't even eat this???】
On the other hand, the Sakura netizens, although they were still trying to put on a brave face, were clearly getting nervous.
Getting bitten would be incredibly embarrassing, the whole world would be at stake...
"They probably won't bite, right? How could the Primal Crocodile dare to touch our Prismaticback Dragon?"
[Exactly, their auras are completely different. With a skeletal dragon standing there, how could a protosuchus dare to move?]
[Look, it's stuffed its claws into its mouth, and the crocodile doesn't even dare to close its mouth; it's probably terrified.]
In the video, the original crocodile remains motionless.
His mouth was wide open.
His eyes were bulging.
The little skeletal dragon's claw went in and out of its mouth several times, growing bolder with each attempt, until finally it simply shoved its entire claw inside.
The crocodile remained motionless.
The little skeletal dragon finally let down its guard.
It retracted its paws, lowered its head, put its mouth into the water, and began to drink with peace of mind.
The cool river water flowed down its throat, making it feel so comfortable that it squinted its eyes.
At the happiest moment of drinking—crunch.
The crocodile's mouth snapped shut.
The serrated teeth precisely bit into the entire head of the Lesser Rhinoceros, from the skull to the lower jaw, locking it in place without leaving a single gap.
The small-headed dinosaur struggled frantically, its limbs digging deep furrows in the mud, its body thrashing violently, emitting sharp, mournful cries.
Its neck was bitten, and the more it struggled, the more it hurt; the more it hurt, the more panicked it became; and the more panicked it became, the less it could break free.
Immediately afterwards, your original crocodile grandfather directly—
Death Roll.
His body spun violently, like a tightly twisted rope.
Three hundred and sixty degrees, one circle, two circles, the enormous torque tore open gashes in the neck of the small skeletal dragon, separating the flesh from the skin and dislocating the bones.
A few times.
It stopped moving.
On the shore, the group of ridge-backed dragons heard the noise and suddenly raised their heads.
Several adult skeletal dragons rushed over and saw the rapidly spreading bloodstain on the muddy ground, and the grayish-brown killer dragging its own cub into the water.
They roared and charged forward, opening their mouths to bite.
But your original crocodile grandfather doesn't want to fight at all.
It bites its prey, pushes off with all four legs, and suddenly pulls its body backward.
The entire crocodile, along with its carcass, slid into the deep water.
The group of ridged dragons chased them to the water's edge, running around in a panic.
Several adult skeletal dragons tried to enter the water, but retreated when the water level was just above their knees, letting out angry but powerless roars at the surface.
In the water, the original crocodile slowly surfaced, carrying half of a small ridged dragon's corpse in its mouth, its bulging eyes coldly sweeping over the group of dragons on the shore.
Other crocodiles also came over, surrounded it, and began to share the food.
A dozen or so dusty heads huddled together, tearing and swallowing.
Occasionally, he would glance up at the massive creatures on the shore, who could only stare helplessly, his eyes carrying an almost defiant indifference.
Original Crocodile: Come here!
Chinese netizens were outraged.
[It bit me!!! It really bit me!!!]
[Hahaha, Sakura, keep yelling!]
[What skill? Death roll? This is your original Crocodile Grandpa!]
[Wasn't it said that their aura was intimidating? Who's intimidating whom now?]
[But why only now? A few minutes ago, you had your paw in my mouth but didn't move; you had to wait until I drank water before you started eating.]
[Was this crocodile...doed on purpose?]