The battle was between Su He's gray-brown-backed old crocodiles and some green-colored, foreign crocodiles from who knows where.

These crocodiles were quite large, generally around six meters long, while only a few of Su He's crocodiles reached that size.

Each green crocodile could take on two of the Su Family's crocodiles.

Crocodiles do hunt their own kind, but only in times of extreme scarcity. Now, with the fish fattened in autumn, they wouldn't risk their lives just to hunt a hundred or so Su Family's crocodiles.

It's not worth it!

Even if the Su Family's crocodiles were smaller, they weren't easy to deal with.

This wasn't hunting; it was war!

Su He stayed hidden in the bloody water, not rushing forward.

He wanted to tame these old crocodiles, truly naming them the Su Family's crocodiles, but only if he could survive, selfish yet realistic.

In the distance, roars and clashes could be heard. Some old crocodiles saw Su He and started croaking loudly, probably conveying a message.

King!

Leader!

The strongest!

The fiercest!

Something like that.

Their calls carried a hint of excitement, as if saying, "Our leader is here, the strongest is here, you green-headed guys are doomed!"

Su He's heart suddenly tightened. Was he being seen as their support?

A strange feeling arose, hard to describe—responsibility? Pride?

It was heavy.

A bit embarrassing, but indeed wonderful!

Su He cast a fierce gaze at the green crocodiles opposite him.

Some green crocodiles noticed him and charged, with a faint scent of Demon Morphing Fruit wafting in the wind.

Among them were old crocodiles that had consumed the Demon Morphing Fruit, but it wasn't the usual enticing fragrance; it carried a stench.

Some beast had eaten the Demon Morphing Fruit and was then hunted and devoured by these green crocodiles. The fruit was likely mostly digested, which is why many green crocodiles carried its scent.

They had followed the scent of the Demon Morphing Fruit to Crocodile Beach.

Su He had lived here for so long that his scent was thoroughly integrated into these waters.

A massive crocodile, the largest Su He had ever seen, measuring ten meters, swam straight toward him, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

Su He… was somewhat excited!

His heart pounded wildly, reminiscent of the time he, only the size of a dinner plate, snatched the Wolf King's Demon Morphing Fruit and fled at high speed.

This wasn't right! Turtles shouldn't enjoy thrills; they should prefer peace, seclusion, and being like Old Six.

But… this feeling was truly exhilarating!

"Ang!"

Su He roared, his tail swishing as he charged at the green crocodile. With maximum speed, he accelerated! And accelerated again!

Retreat!

Bang!

A dull thud echoed as his shell collided with the green crocodile's upper jaw. Everything went black as the world spun, and Su He felt his insides churn, blood flowing from his nostrils.

His speed combined with the green crocodile's was like a truck crashing head-on into a massive boulder.

His insides shook, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, while the green crocodile's entire head caved in, lying motionless on the lake's surface.

"Wooh~"

"Wooh~"

The Su Family's crocodiles began to call out, their cries filled with excitement.

It turned out they could empathize, cheering for their king's victory.

Su He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, shaking his head to clear the dizziness. The journey to Snake Valley was imperative; he had to go in a few days. The turtle had too few attack methods!

In terms of biting force, how could a turtle compete with a crocodile? And not everything was suitable to put in one's mouth.

He had to master demon arts!

The dizziness in his mind faded, and Su He paddled toward another large green crocodile, which also carried a strong scent of the Demon Morphing Fruit.

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Su He counted, including the giant crocodile he had just killed, there were three green crocodiles exuding the fruit's scent. These three were also the largest, all over ten meters long.

This was the result of them sharing the Demon Morphing Fruit. If one crocodile had eaten the entire fruit alone, Su He would have had to flee far away.

Even though his Demon Morphing Fruit had improved in quality and he had been consuming high-quality food, two months was not enough time for a turtle to challenge a crocodile that had consumed a whole Demon Morphing Fruit.

The gap in species was too vast.

For beasts, species inherently determined many things. Some even became demons only to be restrained by their natural enemies. Breaking through this barrier depended on the "gestation" period between consuming the Demon Morphing Fruit and transforming into a demon.

That's why Su He was eager to acquire demon arts.

Mastering demon arts now would provide a greater advantage after transforming, possibly even becoming a life-defining divine ability.

As long as there was a sliver of possibility, Su He wouldn't give up.

Two large green crocodiles swam toward Su He, the three of them facing off from about twenty meters apart. Su He took long breaths, trying to calm the turmoil within.

The two green crocodiles, unsure of Su He's strength, dared not act rashly—the fate of the other green crocodile that died instantly served as a warning.

The three most powerful creatures were at a standoff, and the tide of battle at Crocodile Beach began to turn. There were only about thirty green crocodiles, while the Su Family's crocodiles numbered over a hundred.

Su He didn't bother to "command the war." Whether the crocodiles would listen or understand his commands was uncertain. Such sudden changes in formation could disrupt the crocodiles' rhythm, possibly leading to failure.

He just needed to hold these two giant crocodiles at bay, leaving the rest to the Su Family's crocodiles, trusting in their savage instincts!

Two Su Family's crocodiles could match one green crocodile, and three could kill it!

The stench of blood at Crocodile Beach grew stronger, causing the shrimp, crabs, and fish in the lake to flee.

The scent of blood would attract predators, but such a strong scent would only scare away all animals. The entire Crocodile Beach fell silent, even the insects and birds were too frightened by the oppressive bloodlust to make a sound.

Only the roars and clashes of crocodiles could be heard.

As the setting sun turned the sky blood-red, some green crocodiles couldn't hold on and began to retreat.

One by one…

The green crocodiles fled in droves, and the two giant crocodiles facing Su He hesitated, preparing to escape.

No matter how powerful they were, they couldn't face the combined attack of Su He and the crocodile horde.

In a moment of distraction, the two crocodiles suddenly flipped over and swam away, tails thrashing.

That's how wild beasts were—fight with everything they had, even if it meant going for the kill. If they couldn't win, they'd flee immediately. What was there to be embarrassed about?

What was pride? It wasn't even as important as a mouse.

Wild beasts didn't need dignity or pride.

Su He didn't pursue. The twisting pain in his abdomen made it difficult for him to make any big moves. The same collision force had killed the green crocodile, while he only suffered abdominal pain, which was already a great victory.

But for wild beasts, anything less than a complete victory was a failure. This was the stark law of the jungle.

Even among beasts, tigers and leopards preferred to hunt the weak and defenseless. Facing powerful prey wasn't just about whether they could win; if they got injured while hunting, it wasn't worth it.

Even for tigers and leopards, injuries often meant a death sentence.

Just like the crocodile Su He had once torn apart, ripping off its paw and opening its belly.

Today, after an inexplicable fight, with abdominal pain and even internal bleeding, even though he drove away the green crocodiles, it was still a loss.

Su He ignored the howling crocodiles, slowly climbing onto the sunning rock to rest his limbs.

The bloody smell of Crocodile Beach was unbearable, but Su He didn't dare leave. The green crocodiles had come for his Demon Morphing Fruit; the crocodiles were just caught in the crossfire.

But if Su He left now, the two giant crocodiles would definitely lead their followers to hunt him down. No matter how hard his shell was, how many hits could it withstand?

Staying with the crocodile horde was the best way to stay alive.

It wasn't fair to the crocodiles, but this was nature, and this was the meaning of Su He taming them.