A beast the size of a mountain crashed to the ground.

Standing on its massive head was a green baby dragon, barely the size of the beast’s skull. Its dark green claws were buried deep in the beast’s flesh.

The little dragon raised his head high, radiating a kingly aura across his whole body…

“Hum-da~ hum-da~”

The majestic moment was abruptly shattered by a sudden childish chirp.

Chaos lowered his dragon head with a helpless look in his eyes, glancing at the white baby dragon squatting on the ground below. She sat with her thick hind legs stretched out and her chubby cone-shaped tail drooping behind her.

The white baby dragon was covered in wounds—her scales were barely intact. Every injury was a mark from the recent battle.

Around her, several other baby dragons of different colors also lay scattered, all of them in similar battle-worn states.

“You chubby little thing, can’t you let me finish acting cool just once?”

The white baby dragon tilted her head slightly.

She didn’t quite understand what Chaos meant by “acting cool.”

Her round little dragon head drooped, and her plump little claws rubbed her round belly.

She was hungry. She just wanted to eat meat.

“Hum-da, hum-da~”

The white baby dragon lifted her head again and chirped twice at Chaos—this time, sounding a bit aggrieved.