Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

What happens in a dream must be something they are aware of.

Neither the enemy nor oneself can escape the constraints of their own will.

In other words, the Nightmare Knights are as strong in the dream world as they are in reality.

This is an inviolable law!

But before them appeared a giant, a colossal being that stood between heaven and earth.

To the crocodile people, they were as insignificant as ants.

"impossible!!"

The Nightmare Knight, riding his beloved mount, stared in disbelief at Gard's enormous body and cried out.

The laws of dreams cannot be violated. This is not only about being enemies with them, but also with all Nightmare Knights, and even with some of the divine beasts that roam this land.

Because the Empire of Consciousness is connected to the dreams of countless people, the laws of dreams will absolutely not recognize one's power if one merely imagines how powerful one would be in a dream.

In other words...

The Adakles before me is so powerful in reality, or perhaps it's the law of dreams that dictates that he will eventually grow to this level!

"monster!"

The Nightmare Knight gritted his teeth. The Adakles before him reminded him of something from a very, very long time ago, but he had forgotten exactly how long ago.

However, at that time, he would not back down.

The knight noticed that when he saw Gard in the form of a giant, he stepped back.

Because of fear?

How can a nightmare that spreads nightmares actually be afraid?

"A horrible and shameful disgrace!"

The knight recalled that countless days and months ago, he had followed a great figure, traversing the entire territory of Terra.

They came, they conquered, they spread fear.

Even the wild and savage beasts born from the earth could only kneel before their iron hooves.

Why is he afraid? Why is he scared?

Ah, he understood, because the person he followed was gone, the person he served had disappeared.

Where is his Khan?

Boom!

The fist slammed down from above, creating shockwaves that rippled through the air. The sheer sound of the fist cutting through the air gave all the Nightmare Knights a sense of despair, as if it were the end of the world.

However, the knight raised his long sword.

"Hooray!!!"

In the realm of consciousness, the Nightmare Knights' charge horn sounded.

"Waaaaah!"

The dull blast of the horn jolted all the Nightmare Knights, as if they had found their anchor.

The knight was not among the first Nightmare Knights to follow the Khan, but living on the grasslands, he knew the knights' legends and heard about their valiant exploits.

The iron hooves of Nightmare once trampled across half of the Terran continent, bringing more than half of the Terran countries under its feet.

From the time he was old enough to understand, he had been honing his martial arts skills, hoping that one day he could become a knight following the Khan and serve as a Kheshig (a type of imperial guard).

he made it!

He conquered, killed, and spread fear.

Finally, he gained the right to follow the Khan, becoming the Kheshig of Nightmare and the Khan's attendant.

But the Khan has disappeared.

They wandered in this desert year after year, century after century, but they never saw their Khan again.

But just because the Khan is gone, will he become timid and cowardly?

no no!

That's absolutely not true!

The Khan has always been there; he has always been watching over them.

Wherever the Khan went, they would follow.

As long as the Khan calls upon them, they will one day conquer even this land!

If anyone wants to desecrate their remains, defile their glory, or deny their will.

Even gods, they will trample them underfoot!

"Ho ho!"

"Ho ho!"

"Ho ho!"

The nightmares launched their charge; they deserved to.

Boom!

As Gard's fist slammed down, the earth shattered into pieces, and the Nightmare Knight standing in front was smashed to pieces.

This time, the knight did not come back to life.

"If you want to die, I'll send you to your deaths!"

As the knight charged, Gard relentlessly slammed down with his fists, axe, and tail.

Its enormous size gave Gard immense destructive power to every move it made.

Gard saw the Nightmares' pride and glory.

However, this is not a reason for them to stand in his way.

"I will send you to see your Khan!"

With a sweeping halberd, Nightmare Knights fell one after another to Gard's hands.

In the realm of consciousness, Gard possesses power far beyond imagination.

No, this is the power he has always possessed.

However, his physical body in reality does not allow him to squander his strength in this way.

The number of Nightmare Knights plummeted, from two thousand to one thousand, to five hundred, and then to less than three digits.

Gard's Ascension Power was rapidly depleting; each time he erased the Nightmare Knight's traces, it consumed his Ascension Power.

But Gard didn't care.

He knew that only by erasing all traces of these Nightmare Knights could he better rescue Seraya and the others.

As for the person who said he would help him before...

It's not too late for him to go see them after he's killed all those Nightmare Knights.

As the ascending power within Gard was depleted, his body gradually returned to its original form.

The pressure from the Nightmare Knight began to increase, and wounds left by the Nightmare Knight started to appear on Gard's body.

Finally, when Gard returned to his original form, only seven or eight Nightmare Knights remained.

The remaining Nightmare Knights all gave Gard a feeling comparable to Seria; each of them was a powerful figure who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood in their previous lives.

“Adakris, we acknowledge you.”

One of the Nightmare Knights spoke, his tone tinged with regret.

"If you lived in our time, you would surely become the strongest warrior under the Khan."

"Ha, I have no intention of submitting to anyone."

"That must be because you haven't seen our Khan."

Clearly, the Nightmare Knights misunderstood Gard. They believed that someone as powerful as Gard must want to achieve great things and must have his own ambitions.

However, Gard's ambition remained the same from beginning to end.

"If I ever see your Khan, I'll beat the brains out of your horse! All you think about is fighting and killing. Isn't it better to have a wife, kids, and a warm bed?"

The crocodile-man, holding a blood-splattered axe, opened his mouth, still covered with bits of Nightmare Knight's flesh, and grinned menacingly.

"As a crocodile man, I love peace the most!"

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(I will post a new chapter every two or three hours from now on)

Chapter Sixty-Three Horhaya

Kill the last Nightmare Knight and erase their traces.

Gard had no compassion in his heart.

These Nightmare Knights had no connection to him in the past; he only knew that they were blocking his way.

Compared to the Nightmare Knight, Gard was more concerned about his current changes. Although it was only a short time, his control over the power of ascension had become much stronger in this space of consciousness.

He didn't initially intend to grow to be as big as he was just now.

The fights in dreams do not leave wounds that affect reality. The function of the consciousness space is essentially a place for the exchange of consciousness.

Some people can enter the conscious space simply by meeting certain conditions, some can enter the conscious space voluntarily, while most people need a suitable medium.

Which category are you?

As Gard turned around, the space around him shattered, like a broken mirror crashing to the ground.

What appeared before the crocodile man was a simple and unpretentious study. The surrounding space did not seem large, but when you looked closely, you found that the space seemed to extend infinitely and had no end in sight.

What constitutes this phenomenon is not the space, but the books placed on the bookshelves.

Each book is a memory of the study's owner.

To peek into these books is akin to peering into the memories of the study's owner, and the scenes they contain far exceed what ordinary people can imagine.

The person who just spoke to Gard is right here.

"You must be exhausted after fighting for so long. Would you like to sit down and have a glass of red wine? Or would you like something else? It's not exactly a real treat, but the taste will be similar."

In the study, a woman with a feathered crown and snake tail sat on the sofa, raised a wine glass, and gestured to Gard, the guest who had barged into her room.

“Oh, I almost introduced myself. My name is Horhyahia. As I mentioned before, I am the honorary president of an asteroid research association in Columbia. I saw your battle just now; it was spectacular. I think it will make our cooperation even more pleasant.”

Despite witnessing Gard's battle with the Nightmare Knights, the woman named Horhyah seemed completely unfazed by Gard's potential harm, displaying an air of effortless composure.

"The Colombian Astrological Society? Since when has an astrological society been able to extend its reach into Salgonia?"

Gard looked around, then casually found a sofa to sit on without any hesitation.

Seeing the red wine in Holhay's stemmed glass, Gard took out a bottle of champagne from the wine cabinet on the side, which seemed to have something written on it - Royal Liqueur.

Gard didn't care about anything else, casually unscrewed the cap with his fingers, and poured the wine into his mouth while holding the bottle between his index finger and thumb.

ton ton ton~

As Gard drank, he glanced at Holhaya. Holhaya seemed completely unperturbed by his vulgar behavior, watching Gard's performance with a smile.

After Gard devoured the entire bottle of Royal Liqueur like a cow chewing on a peony, Holhaia finally asked, "Is it good?"

hiccup~

Gard let out a burp and nodded.

"Not bad."

It's a pity that Gard's mouth is too long and his tongue too short, otherwise he would have liked to lick his lips.

"But how did you manage to reproduce the taste of the wine so perfectly? Is it because you've drunk this wine before? So, am I drinking the wine now, or am I savoring the taste you're experiencing?"

"Is the truth important?"

Gard looked at Holhaya and shook his head.