The slime dragons had been starving for a very long time.
After their lord abandoned the dungeon, they instinctively understood they were trapped in a dungeon they could never escape. They survived by eating whatever monsters and magic stones remained.
They slept so deeply it bordered on suspended animation, minimizing energy consumption. When they simply couldn't endure any longer, they resorted to cannibalism to replenish their strength.
If there was one small mercy, it was that within their confined space, they had at least one means of 'replenishing their food supply.'
The surviving slimes had to grow even stronger to survive, and in the end, true to the phrase "survival of the fittest," only the strong slimes remained.
And now, the slimes were on the verge of losing their minds over the prey that had begun entering from outside for the first time in ages.
The newcomers even gave off such a delicious scent that the slimes hardly knew what to do with themselves.
