Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

In the distance, a mining truck, much larger than the others, drove by.

Mining carts loaded their spoils into the cargo box of the large mining truck.

They are here, defiling the dead!

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Chapter Fifty-Nine: Confronting the Empire of Consciousness

On the sandcastle, Gard gripped the axe tightly in his hand.

The crocodile-man sensed something was wrong. How did these machines, which should have been deeper in the hot land, end up here?

Appearing in the graveyards of nightmares?

Pong!

He jumped off the roof and landed on the sand, trying to wake Serea.

Since an unexpected change has occurred, the best course of action is to temporarily avoid the mining robots.

Because Gard didn't know whether destroying these robots would attract more enemies.

"Seria, we're in trouble."

Gard's voice echoed in the sandcastle, and there was no other sound except for the even breathing of others.

Therefore, Gard's voice could be heard very clearly inside the sandcastle.

Serea did not wake up.

Not only Seria, but no one around responded to Gard's voice.

Gard saw Seria sitting in the back seat of the vehicle, fast asleep by the window, with the Cartesian gray rabbit beside her.

Neither Celia nor Chris heard Gard's voice.

They seemed to be in a sweet dream.

Unable to extricate myself.

"Nightmare".

The crocodile-man narrowed his golden eyes slightly as he left the sandcastle and looked out; the tombs of the nightmares still stretched into the distance.

However, their influence has expanded to several kilometers away here.

Why?

Gard thought he had been careful enough not to get too close to the nightmares' graves, but he didn't expect that even at such a distance, the Rhine Life people would still fall victim to it.

The agents inside the sandcastle wore sweet smiles, but the nightmare was slowly destroying everything at its most beautiful moment.

If you get lost in the nightmares of the dreamers, you will never be able to wake up.

"Drip!"

The sound of machinery rang in Gard's ears. Beside the sandcastle, a small mining robot crawled out of the sand, holding a bone in its hand.

It's a bit far from the group now, so it has to get back as soon as possible.

However, it hadn't gone far when it bumped into a tail.

Gard crouched down and, taking advantage of the mining robot being tripped, took the bone from its hand.

This is a Nightmare Knight's hand bone!

It was crystal clear and smooth, and didn't look like it had been buried for thousands of years.

The small mining robot, only about the height of Gard's knee, seemed a little confused, not understanding why it had fallen, but it quickly realized that there were other creatures around it.

A beam of detection swept across, and Gard looked down at the mining robot. After a long while, he heard a noisy sound.

"Beep beep, barbarian species detected, Chordata, Reptilia, Crocodiles, half-orc, low level of evolution, low intelligence, low threat level... not worth capturing!"

This isn't any language from Terra, but Gard understood it. You might think he learned a bunch of other languages ​​through hard work?

of course not!

In my past life, I was a language idiot, and I am the same in this life.

He was simply a warrior of the gods, born with the ability to understand all sorts of languages.

Once he has heard it, he can analyze it and understand it.

The words about the mining robot almost made Gard want to smash it to pieces.

How dare they look down on his intelligence? Who do they think they are?

However, Gard ultimately did not act rashly.

If breaking a small robot attracts a large group of enemies, it would be a loss that doesn't outweigh the gains.

The small mining robot circled around for seven or eight hundred meters, just as Gard shifted his attention to the nightmare remains in his hands.

The mining robot suddenly increased its speed.

In the blink of an eye, the mining robot had run dozens of meters.

"Beep beep, Experiment number three detected, race name Adaklis, phylum Chordata, family Reptilia, order Crocodilia, enhanced synthetic subhuman individual, intermediate evolutionary level, intelligence level unknown, threat level unknown... Capture recommended!"

"Beep beep, Experiment number seven detected, race name Anaty... Capture recommended!"

"..."

"Beep beep, Experiment number 29 detected, race name: Vayvan... Capture recommended!"

*Salgon swearing!*

The moment the small robot's voice rang out, Gard knew something terrible was about to happen.

There is more than one ancient civilization in this land. Although Gard had encountered a lost robot civilization before, those robots were programmed to be more rigid and basically ignored ordinary carbon-based life forms.

The level of intelligence of these robots in front of him was on a completely different level from those he had encountered before.

That damn little hole-digging robot actually tricked him!

boom!

With no other choice, Gard must leave all these robots here.

If even one is missed, it will become their nightmare.

However, all of Rhine Life's staff were caught in a nightmare.

There's simply no way I can cooperate with him.

And once he leaves, he will be unable to protect them.

There's nothing I can do.

Gard held the nightmare skeleton in his hand.

Bite down hard!

Cracks instantly appeared all over the crystal-clear skeleton.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering, along with the entire magnetic field of the nightmares, seemed to become chaotic at that moment.

It felt like I had been dreaming for a long time, and then I was suddenly woken up.

The nightmares of the Nightmare Knights are linked together to form an entire world, and when one Nightmare Knight's dream disappears, all the nightmares will cast their gaze upon it.

At this moment, Gard must confront not the nightmares, but the world that the nightmares have fabricated for thousands of years.

The consciousness empire of nightmares!

Gard, who was running, lost consciousness and stood still, no longer moving.

However, a large mining robot came to his side.

The crocodile-man opened his blood-red eyes.

He wielded his weapon purely on instinct.

On the hot land, the butcher, who had lost consciousness, roared instinctively.

"Slaughter! Slaughter!"

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Chapter Sixty: The Royal Tent of Nightmare

"Hmm, someone actually activated that space of consciousness?"

In Colombia, thousands of miles away from the hot, windswept lands and Salgon, stands a magnificent library with an ancient and elegant atmosphere.

After Gard destroyed the remains of a Nightmare Knight, a mature woman who was reading a book looked up.

"That's really interesting."

The elegant woman with a feathered crown and snake tail revealed a charming smile. Beneath her white office lady dress, her fleshy legs, encased in black stockings, were crossed, leaving room for endless imagination.

The buttocks that sat upright on the stool were so full that they squeezed out a rounded arc when they touched the stool surface.

The book she was flipping through was, by sheer coincidence, a story about a Khan from the countryside.

After a lifetime of military service, he finally set his sights on that untouchable land, never to return.

Some of the surviving descendants of the exterminated tribes denounced the invasion of the steppe Khan, while others fervently rallied behind him, saying that the arrival of the steppe Khan had ushered in a new era for Terra.

The merits and demerits of the steppe Khan are all written in the annals of history by later generations, and historians have debated this endlessly. However, the remains of the Nightmare are lost in that endless land, forgotten by all.

The nightmare of the dead still lingers in Salgon. Since the last nightmare Pasha perished in the desert sands, few people have been able to touch the reality of the Empire of Consciousness.

And now, the lost chapter has been reopened.

"Heh, let me see who is so reckless as to dare to confront the Nightmares' royal tent."

The woman stood up, seemingly because the library was too cold. After she sat up, she left a blurry outline on the chair, like that of a ripe peach, before it slowly disappeared.

Deep inside the library, there is an exhibition area that resembles a history museum, where all kinds of biological skeletons are preserved as specimens.

The woman touched a small glass box containing a piece of bone finger.

A Nightmare Knight's finger bone!

……

Boo!

On the yellowish-brown desert, the crocodile-man's figure charged into the army of robots in front of him like a wild beast.

The robots that attacked Gard varied in size, from large to small, and almost 90% of them were mining robots.

These mining robots aren't particularly powerful, but the mining lasers they're equipped with, when focused, can even cut through Gard's scales.

However, the crocodile-man ignored everything and charged forward at a speed several times faster than usual.

Bang!

The beast covered in scales clashed with the metallic mechanical lifeform, its sharp claws easily tearing through the mining robot's shell, revealing the complex wiring inside.

Gard reached his claws inside and ripped out the wires, revealing the energy core—a piece of nightmare skeleton.

If Gard hadn't lost consciousness, he would have suddenly realized why these mining robots were collecting the Nightmare Knight's remains—they were using the Nightmare Knight's remains as their energy source.

If he were to pursue further studies at an institution specializing in Originium Energy after this incident, he would understand that the piece of Nightmare Knight's bone he bit into had essentially transformed into a special crystal resembling Originium Synthetic Jade.

These biosynthetic crystals can not only serve as an energy source for various mobile devices, but can even be used as launchers for Originium Staffs to enhance certain types of Originium spells.

There is no Originium in the scorching desert, so these ancient civilizations abandoned in the desert should not know how to use Originium. However, perhaps by some accident, or perhaps due to the lack of energy, they learned to use new energy sources.

The remains of the nightmares have become a substitute energy source for an ancient civilization, and the nightmares of the nightmares have no effect on a group of mindless robots.

"Warning, Experiment No. 3, Race Name: Adaklis, Individual Threat Value is increasing, currently at Medium. Capture recommended. Activation of a captured modified individual is recommended: Subspecies: Wyvern β, Activation of a captured modified individual is recommended: Dire Wolf α, Activation of a captured modified individual is recommended: Rotten Lizard δ..."

The sound of machinery echoed across the desert, but these were merely mining robots, clearly unable to stop Gard's advance.

The cutting beam from the mining robot had just left a wound on Gard, but the wound healed rapidly due to cell metabolism.

The number of mining robots blocking Gard's way was too small; even though Gard had lost consciousness, he could crush them all on instinct alone.