One dish.
That was all Xingyan saw in Nergigante's eyes.
That hungry, greedy, yearning look, as if it couldn't wait to swallow its prey whole, hide, bones and all, was all too familiar to Xingyan.
It was just like looking at himself. Xingyan usually looked at other dragons that way. They were all his Life Energy—how dare you look at me with my own eyes! Nergigante!
"Roar!!!"
Xingyan was furious.
He could tolerate anything else, but he couldn't stand someone—some other dragon—looking at him like that!
You damn Nergigante!
The more he studied the spiky monster across from him, the more disgusting he found it. Maybe people just hated those who were like them?
Dragons were no different.
Xingyan liked hunting large monsters to build up Life Energy, and Nergigante liked hunting large monsters too.
Xingyan wanted to find a chance to hunt an Elder Dragon and obtain Ancient Dragon Power. Nergigante liked hunting Elder Dragons too, but not to evolve—it did it to build up Life Energy and reproduce.
Whether you looked at their behavioral patterns or the roles they played in the ecosystem, Xingyan and Nergigante had far too much in common.
Most importantly, though the New World had plenty of Elder Dragons, there weren't enough for two dragons to share.
Powerful Elder Dragons were often hard to kill. After a long, grueling battle, the result could still be nothing.
In that situation, if Nergigante found and killed a weak Elder Dragon first, that would mean one fewer easy target for Xingyan.
This wasn't just about Life Energy anymore. It was about their paths!
That was why, unlike when he'd faced Old Steel Dragon earlier, Xingyan had no intention of greeting Nergigante—even though he knew Elder Dragon Species possessed extraordinary intelligence. Or rather, his greeting was his restless,