Dorry and Brogy stared toward the eastern coastline.
Within that razor-sharp presence was a domineering force they could not ignore.
Even without seeing it with their own eyes, they could tell that the owner of that aura was no ordinary person.
"What kind of fellow could it be?"
Dorry and Brogy's thoughts were practically in sync.
Having noticed that powerful aura, both of them could not help but feel curious.
Over the past century, countless people had met their end on Little Garden.
Most had been unable to survive Little Garden's brutal environment. They either starved to death or were eaten by dinosaurs.
Some had taken the initiative to attack Dorry and Brogy, only to be killed in return.
At Dorry and Brogy's dwelling, human bones were piled up like a small mountain.
And over the past two months, the large number of humans who had suddenly poured into Little Garden had added several more mounds of corpses to their dwelling.
Exactly how many people they had killed, Dorry and Brogy had no idea.
They remembered the number of duels they had fought against each other, but had no interest in counting how many humans they had killed during this period.
After all, these humans were so weak that they were not worth wasting brainpower to remember.
When slaughtering them, they did not even need to expend much strength.
But now, they could be certain of one thing.
The owner of the powerful aura coming from the eastern coastline was on an entirely different level from every human they had killed before.
That aura alone made it difficult for them to look away.
"Gahahaha, I don't know what his intentions are, but he's certainly an opponent worth fighting."
Dorry gulped down strong liquor snatched from the ship of a pirate