“Wow! Snail-Rabbits!”
Looking at the gray specks below, Vivian's eyes lit up. The white dragon's Dragon Inheritance, along with their dragon mother, had told her that these creatures were walking food stores; whenever she encountered them, she could feast to her heart's content.
“Mm, quite lucky.”
“To encounter migrating Snail-Rabbits here.”
Through his observations over the past few years, Izo had discovered that Snail-Rabbits migrated in herds across regions. It had been over seven months since he last encountered any.
On the other side, Leodero opened his mouth wide, drool continuously falling like sparse raindrops.
The hunger in his stomach incessantly urged him to hurry down and feast!
Unable to wait any longer, Leodero pulled back his wings like a falcon and took the lead, diving downward with a howling wind.
“Don't rush!”
Seeing Leodero charge ahead, Vivian hurriedly shouted, but it clearly had no effect.
Although the flock of Snowrot Birds in the sky was restless, they did not follow, as if wary of something.
Soon, Leodero dived directly above the herd of Snail-Rabbits, locking onto a large, graying old Snail-Rabbit.
Hearing the fierce howling, the Snail-Rabbits noticed the anomaly in the sky and immediately began to huddle together.
The older ones were on the outer edge, the young adults in the middle, and the youngest on the innermost side.
Looking down from high above, the Snail-Rabbit herd now looked like a target fading from gray to white.
Their fur contracted slightly as their bodies tightened downward, spreading out evenly in all directions like compressed bouncy balls.
Snail-Rabbits swallowed ice and snow through their mouthparts, which were digested and melted into liquid stored in a chamber similar to a secondary stomach. At this moment, it became their best weapon.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Severely compressed high-pressure water cannons mixed with stomach acid were fiercely shot out through nozzles directly on the fronts of their heads.
Leodero had never expected these “walking food stores” to fight back; after all, the Dragon Inheritance and his dragon mother had only told him that Snail-Rabbits were good food.
Caught off guard, he only had time to defend before being struck by the pale-green water cannons.
“Gah!”
Leodero let out a muffled groan. Enduring the pain of his scales corroding and his internal organs shuddering, he directly smashed through the high-pressure water cannons.
Having barely managed to reach their formation, the Snail-Rabbits stopped firing water cannons and instead collectively blew a fierce gale toward Leodero's direction.
“Ahhh!”
“You damn inferior creatures, why can't you just be eaten obediently?!”
A young dragon's weight was completely incapable of withstanding the wind pressure generated by the herd of Snail-Rabbits. No matter how he raged in his powerlessness, he could not change the outcome of being blown backward into the air.
This was precisely the reason why the flock of Snowrot Birds had remained restless without attacking for so long.
With a loud boom, Leodero slammed heavily into the snow, motionless.
High in the sky, Izo had long anticipated this outcome. He chose neither to stop him nor to help his foolish brother, merely watching quietly.
He hoped to use this failed experience to dampen Leodero's arrogance.
Besides, Snail-Rabbits were not high-danger targets for a giant dragon, so it would likely be a good training opportunity.
Seeing no movement in the snow for a long time, Vivian was the first to lose her composure:
“Izo, is Leodero okay?”
“He's fine. Snail-Rabbits can hardly inflict lethal injuries on giant dragons, even young ones.”
“Those water cannons and air cannons look fierce, but at most they'll only scrape off a layer of skin.”
Even after hearing Izo's explanation, Vivian was still terribly worried and hurriedly flew toward the direction where Leodero had disappeared. Although chromatic dragons were naturally emotionally cold, they wouldn't go so far as to watch a sibling they had lived with for years die right before their eyes.
Seeing that the vast flock of Snowrot Birds above delayed their attack, the Snail-Rabbits dispersed their formation, preparing to continue their migration.
They assumed this flock of Snowrot Birds would be blown away and worn down by water cannons repeatedly, just like before.
Just as the herd of Snail-Rabbits had completely dispersed...
High in the sky, a figure vanished.
Like a silenced dragon-shaped missile, Izo plunged downward at a speed countless times faster than Leodero's.
The vast flock of Snowrot Birds seemed to hear a charge horn as well; like Kunpengs with drooping wings, they let out sharp cries and swooped downward in close pursuit.
When the distance between both sides was less than a hundred meters, the Snail-Rabbits finally reacted, but by then it was too late to change their formation.
Izo had no intention of slowing down; extending his wings forward to protect his head, he slammed straight toward the old Snail-Rabbits below.
He was not the least bit worried about getting injured. After all, he didn't even know how many times he had performed this earth-shattering act of accelerating down from high altitude over the past year.
At the same time, he lacked even a trace of the elegance belonging to silver dragons. Truth be told, Izo might be better suited to be a red dragon or a gold dragon.
Boom—!
Like a suicidal asteroid, Izo directly shattered the Snail-Rabbit's not-so-sturdy body.
That poor Snail-Rabbit was like a bursting water balloon in slow motion—first compressed and deformed, then splitting into four massive chunks when the pressure reached its limit. Blood and internal organs splashed everywhere, and a shallow crater was smashed into the thick frozen soil.
Most of the snow was stained bright red and scattered in all directions.
A small portion was melted directly by the heat converted from the impact's kinetic energy.
Izo was drenched in blood, with a Snail-Rabbit's intestines even hanging from his dragon horn. With a flick of his head, he caught the intestines in his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed them down.
Visible steam rose around him.
The Snail-Rabbits let out shrieks resembling elephants, abandoning their formation completely as they hurriedly wiggled their gastropod feet to flee away from Izo.
They completely lost their fighting spirit. After all, anyone who watched a monster plummet from the sky and smash their companion into pieces...
...with boiling hot blood even splashing onto their faces, would break down upon encountering such a scene.
Vivian, who had just dragged out the despondent Leodero, gaped in shock upon seeing this scene not far away.
She couldn't imagine how a silver dragon could be so brutal.
Smelling the heavy scent of blood, the Snowrot Birds seemed to turn into a flock of maddened white crows.
They frantically attacked the old Snail-Rabbits that ran slowly.
The Snail-Rabbits suffered a total collapse; one old Snail-Rabbit after another that ran slowly perished under the baptism of the white angels.
Until those grayish-white hairs, which seemed to symbolize death, could no longer be seen in the Snail-Rabbit herd.
Only then did the flock of Snowrot Birds slowly quiet down under the cry of their queen.
A Snowrot Bird that was slightly larger landed on Izo's dragon horn after leaving the flock.
Clearly, she was the queen of the Snowrot Bird flock.
Neither she nor Izo chose to pursue further. It wasn't that they couldn't catch up, but rather that it was unnecessary; the Snail-Rabbits lying on the ground were already enough to fill their stomachs.
No dragon, and no bird, would choose to drain the pond to catch the fish.
Seeing the queen's action, the other Snowrot Birds also landed and began pecking at the Snail-Rabbit corpses.
The distant herd of Snail-Rabbits now retained only pure white fur; the colors representing death and decay had been completely eliminated.
In the setting sun, they were dyed completely gold.
At this moment, they broke free from death.
They would lead their herd, carrying the dawn, to catch up with the hope of new life.
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