Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

More of the calamity beasts chose to stay and obey orders, attacking the lizardmen's settlements and the lizardmen themselves.

In their meager wisdom, Gard was clearly no different from any other reptilian.

If someone were standing high above this hot land and looking down, they would see that its center is now surrounded by an enormous cyclone.

The diameter of this cyclone has exceeded a thousand kilometers, and its size continues to expand.

In just a few minutes, it completely covered the area in the center of the hot land and began to spread towards the center.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the lizardmen's market.

The gale-force winds, exceeding 1,000 kilometers per hour, were twice as strong as the winds of another of the world's strongest tornadoes, as Gard recalled.

Not to mention, these winds are so hot that they can scald a blister on a person's skin as soon as they touch it.

The calamity had arrived, and Gard abandoned his attack on the calamity beast, instead holding Surtr in his arms.

"Don't struggle, let's get back to the car first."

With winds this strong, not to mention Surtr, even Gard could be blown away if he wasn't careful.

Only the sand buggies, each weighing over ten tons, have the traction provided by their weight, which prevents them from being blown away in strong winds.

The premise is that the sand bike should not break down in temperatures exceeding 100 degrees Celsius, which is hotter than boiling water.

Moreover, this is not the limit of high temperature.

Both high and low temperatures are environments that are difficult for any living organism to endure.

A piece of meat will be cooked in a few minutes if you put it in boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius.

Even Gard felt his skin was about to crack under such hot wind.

"Surtr, are you alright?"

"Ah."

Surtr, held in Gard's arms, could not reach the ground with her feet. She looked around but could not see anything. However, without Gard's protection, she would have a hard time escaping from the hot wind unless she used Levantine to her fullest extent.

Even a random pebble blown by the wind here travels at near the speed of sound. The scorching yellow sand pelts Gard with a crackling sound, as if a squad of soldiers were firing submachine guns at him from behind.

There aren't many people who can withstand this kind of damage.

The surrounding monsters began to howl in agony. They wanted to continue attacking Gard and Surtr, but the high temperature of the hot wind and the sand and gravel blown by the wind lashed at them, and blood splattered everywhere.

When Gard got into the sand truck, he only opened the door for a short while before the interior became a mess.

As the car door closed, sand and gravel rained down on the bulletproof glass of the dune buggy.

Terra's advanced materials science came into play at this moment; the sand and gravel couldn't break the sand and gravel glass in a short time. Gard started the engine, hoping that the sand truck could take them into the market and find the place where Seria and the others were hiding.

"Boom!"

A monster that had been following Gard crashed into the back of the dune buggy, nearly shattering the bulletproof glass. Gard cursed under his breath but ignored it.

Because this monster was only struggling to survive, but the external temperature rose to a certain level, only a small number of monsters could withstand such high temperatures and survive.

The wyvern that Gard killed earlier might be able to do it, but ordinary monsters really can't, even though parts of these monsters' bodies have been modified.

Suddenly, Gard saw a figure appear on the sand dunes not far away. Because of the strong wind and sand, Gard could only see a very blurry outline.

But, being able to move freely in the hot air!?

The next second, the figure on the sand dune moved.

As the figure ran, Gard thought he saw a galloping horse.

With just one glance, Gard knew it.

Sand buggies can't outrun it!

"Sultry, you drive the dune buggy back, I'll hold him off!"

The driver's seat in the dune buggy was far too cramped for Gard; there wasn't even room to put his tail in. If it weren't for Surtr, he probably wouldn't have been able to drive it...

Wait, Surtr can't drive?

Gard looked at Surtr and asked seriously, "Can you drive?"

Surtr nodded.

“I have memories of that.”

Gard paused for a moment, then shifted the gear for Surtr.

First gear!

"When you come to a turn, turn the steering wheel left if you want to turn left, and right if you want to turn right. If all else fails, just crash into it."

Gard got out of the car, closed the door, and muttered to himself.

"Anyway, our car is sturdy, and there's no one in the market right now, so even if we crash into a house, no one will come to us for compensation."

After he said that, the figure coming down the sand dune was already very close.

Only then did Gard see what the person looked like.

This is a humanoid creature that is nearly three meters tall. To call it human wouldn't be accurate; it should be described as a centaur.

The upper body is human, and the lower body is horse.

Moreover, just by looking at its pair of scarlet mechanical eyes, you can tell that this is not a living being, but a machine made entirely of metal.

Mechanical Centaur!

Gard noticed the decorations on the mechanical centaur in front of him. It was wearing a very old suit of armor, so old that it could be described as an antique.

These armors were of no use to the mechanical centaur in front of them; in fact, they were cumbersome.

Therefore, the only possibility is that this antique-looking armor is very important to the mechanical centaur in front of them.

Do machines have feelings?

The armor on the mechanical centaur looked somewhat familiar to Gard; it was an armor from a very ancient era, the kind that could only be seen in museums.

But Gard had never been to a museum.

But he had indeed seen these armors, not in reality, but in a dream.

These are.

The Nightmare Knight's Armor!

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Chapter 82 The Second Expedition!

This is a Nightmare Knight!

Even if blood and bones are separated, even if the body perishes for a thousand years, even if no trace of the nightmare can be seen on the body anymore.

Gard was certain that the mechanical centaur before him had been a Nightmare Rider in his previous life.

Since it is a machine, it has already transcended the limitations of the mortal body.

Strangely, apart from being half-human and half-horse, the mechanical rider in front of them still had two arms and two long spears, as if it were still imitating the behavior and habits of its predecessor.

The tattered armor rustled in the strong wind, the mechanical body stood firm in the storm, and the scarlet mechanical eyes looked down at Gard with no emotion in them.

A mechanical voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, rang out from his mouth.

"...Extraordinary individual, accident, erasure!"

Not at all surprised, Gard knew the moment the mechanical centaur appeared that things were not going to end well.

but.

"You want to erase me?"

The crocodile-man lowered his body, and the next second, his body shot towards the centaur rider like an arrow released from a bow.

"I'll tear you apart first!"

Clang!

Sparks flew as metal clashed in the storm. The axe in his hand clashed with the lance in the knight's hand, and the force transmitted from the other end of the axe made Gard's pupils shrink slightly.

'What incredible strength!'

The spear, wielded with just one arm, blocked his attack, and at the very tip of the spear. Apart from Skadi, Gard had finally encountered another being who could surpass him in strength.

I must say, it truly lives up to its reputation as a machine?

That being the case.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Gard's face.

Let's see who's harder!

bump!

Gard's right arm muscles bulged as he swung his axe almost beyond his limits, forcefully sweeping away the centaur knight's lance.

No matter what kind of living being it is, as long as it has a physical body, it will have a series of limiters inside its body, which are both limiters and safety devices to protect the body.

Exceeding the load would result in injury, making continuous combat virtually impossible. However, Gard's strong physiological endurance allowed him to disregard this law for a short period of time.

The knight's other lance fell, and Gard ignored it, throwing a punch.

Sizzle————

Sparks flew as the lance rubbed against the arm, and the knight's lance sliced ​​through the scales on Gard's arm, nearly slicing off Gard's head.

However, Gard's fist also landed on the knight's body.

Boom!

Like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum, Gard's fist smashed a dent into the knight's body.

However, before Gard could throw his second punch, the centaur rider suddenly raised his foot.

Two powerful front legs slammed down on Gard's chest.

boom!

The immense force caused a tightness in Gard's chest. The sandy Gobi Desert could not withstand such force, and the earth split apart, burying nearly half of Gard's body in the ground.

However, at the same moment his chest was stepped on, Gard's fist, which he was about to throw, turned into a hand and grabbed the centaur's horse's leg.

Then, pull it down hard.

The centaur stumbled, clinging to his body, and Gard opened his mouth and bit the centaur's thigh.

tearing~

A piece of sheet metal was forcibly torn off by Gard.

However, this injury is not even considered a superficial wound for a centaur rider.

Clang!

The spears, falling from above, and the axe, rising from below, clashed once more.

The high-speed, intersecting forces even shook the surrounding raging hot winds. A stream of air exceeding 100 degrees Celsius rushed into Gard's body with each breath, turning his face flushed red.

This combat environment was extremely unfavorable for Gard.

Centaur riders are unaffected by the environment, but Gald will, in a way, gain or lose...

Bang! !

Before he can't hold on any longer, let's dismantle this centaur knight into scrap metal!

Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The axe clashed with the spear, sending sparks flying in a continuous stream.

The centaur riders always maintained an extremely high speed, but Gard's weapon swings became faster and faster.

Bang!

Blood mist exploded from Gard's body. The excessive force exerted on Gard's muscles was too much for them to bear, but the next second, as Gard breathed, his muscles tensed up again.

bass!

The centaur's lance broke in two after countless clashes, and Gard's axe slashed a deep gash across the centaur's chest.