Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Once Seria uses Originium Arts, the balance of power will be completely reversed.

After all.

"Seria's adaptability to Originium Arts is truly exceptional!"

One excellent attribute among the six dimensions is enough to be considered a veteran of many battles, and two excellent attributes are enough to be considered elite.

Seraphim's attributes, apart from slightly lower mobility, are four excellent and one superb.

An exceptional level of Originium Arts adaptability is so rare that you might not find even one in ten thousand people.

Gard slipped away quietly, pondering what delicious meal he should cook for Gavial that evening.

Gavial may seem carefree, but if she loses to someone, she'll definitely feel resentful.

Gard remembered that when Gavial was young, he lost to him and ran over a hundred kilometers in a fit of anger, almost walking across the Akahura region.

In the end, Gard brought Gavial back, and it was then that he first encountered the scenery outside the rainforest.

A colossal steel beast galloped across the desert, steam billowing and the earth trembling.

That day, Gard vowed that he would definitely get out of the rainforest.

Go see the world!

Until reality slapped Gard in the face, he had to stay quietly in the rainforest to calm himself down until he could control his anger.

"You are Gard?"

Upon reaching the riverbank, Gard heard an unfamiliar voice.

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Chapter Eight Laurentina: The person I like looks like a work of art!

"Laurentia, how are you feeling? Can you still hold on?"

"Of course."

In the deep sea, far away from the Akahura region, hunters converse with each other.

After a fierce battle that lasted for several days.

Victory still belongs to the deep-sea hunters.

After the battle comes the holiday, but because the activities of the Terrorfish and the Sea Spin are becoming more and more frequent, the holiday won't be too long.

It takes about half a day to swim from here to Akahura. If I had a two-day holiday, that would be great. I could spend one day going back and forth and still have one day left over.

"Laurentia, after this battle, you should have three days to rest. How about you take a good rest? We can go to the theater to see a movie, and you can continue to study sculpture. I remember you once said that your dream is to become a sculptor."

"Yes, the wood he gave me is almost finished being carved. I don't need to borrow any large workbench. All I need is a small carving knife, or if that doesn't work, I can use my circular saw. It's really convenient."

The girl in the deep water groped in her pocket and found that there was a hole in it.

"Huh, did I drop it somewhere during the battle? This is bad."

Lauren Tina turned around and swam into the deep water.

"Captain, I'm going to find something. I'll be right back."

"Wait, Laurentina, don't stray from the group!"

The tall woman saw Laurentina stray from the group and immediately stopped her.

In the deep water, a tarantula that had become one with the seabed looked up and saw the girl who had just landed in front of it.

A series of faint, fragmented sounds emanated from within the girl's body, causing the seemingly dying dinosaur to experience an emotion called "anger."

It wants to peel this creature apart!

It wants to save the creature trapped inside the body in front of it.

Its kin!

A thin, hair-like thorn was ejected like a bullet after being squeezed by a vehicle with enough force to easily crush a car.

A long spear fell from the sky and pierced its body.

The girl, who was searching for wood carvings, swung her circular saw to block a blow that was within arm's reach.

The second dying tarantula roared.

A thin wound, almost invisible to the naked eye, appeared on the girl's cheek.

She was bleeding.

......

Boom!

On the sea, a tremendous roar grew louder as it approached, until a figure burst from the water like lightning, leaping onto the shore and soaring over a waterfall hundreds of meters high, like a flying fish or goose.

Even the icy seawater couldn't cool the heat radiating from her high speed; when the figure landed on the ground, the seawater on her body quickly boiled and evaporated.

"Gald!"

The tall woman called out the name angrily. She originally didn't want to pay attention to a landman. How could a mere landman possibly win their hearts?

In her view, Laurentina treated that landman no differently than she would a domesticated pet.

However, for the sake of a wooden carving given to her by a land dweller, Laurentina disregarded her orders and made a mistake.

Although the team members left in time, they avoided making a major mistake.

She, however, must punish the team members who made mistakes; otherwise, how can she uphold the school's authority?

But when she asked Laurentina to hand over the wooden carving given to her by the land dweller, Laurentina refused!

As the leader of a deep-sea hunter team, Gretia should have remained calm at all times.

But let's teach that wretched landman a lesson.

It won't pose any threat to Agor.

Greta's eyes were cold.

Deep-sea hunters are connected by blood!

Greta had never met Gard, but the landman named Gard had a resemblance to Laurentina.

That alone was enough for her to find him.

Going upstream along the river, Gretia easily found a tall crocodile man.

Greta's hand holding the spear trembled slightly.

The towering figure made Greta feel as if she were looking at a mountain of flesh.

Laurentina loves this guy!?

"Laurentia, do you like that guy because he's good-looking?"

"It's beautiful! Looking at it is like looking at a fine work of art!"

At that moment, Gretia suddenly felt like a fool for having asked that question.

She should have known that Laurentina, whose mind was filled with sculptures, definitely had a problem with her aesthetic sense!

However, upon closer inspection, the overlapping muscle contours of the crocodile-man's body actually give it a strange kind of beauty.

Greta covered her eyes.

She must have spent too much time with Laurentina, and her aesthetic sense has been corrupted.

As Argoor's technical administrator and the chief war architect of the "Deepsea Hunters" group, she had once seen a guidebook of land dwellers.

The creature that looks like this is called Adakles, which means crocodile.

Nevertheless, Gretia would never admit that the crocodile-man before her could be related to their Agor by blood.

It's just that the way they address each other is somewhat similar.

Further words were pointless; Gretia hadn't forgotten why she was there.

"You are Gard?"

A cold voice rang out above Gard's head. Gard turned his head and saw a tall woman with pale skin, white hair, and red eyes standing not far away.

The similar style immediately reminded Gard of a young girl from Argoll.

"Are you... a member of Laurentina's clan?"

Upon seeing Gladys, a character template of Gladys automatically appeared in Gard's mind, but before he could even make out the words on the template...

Greta disappeared.

"Disappeared" might not be the most appropriate word; it would be more accurate to say that the high-speed movement gave Gard the illusion that she had suddenly vanished, as if the scene a hundred meters away had suddenly been brought right in front of her.

Gretia, who had disappeared from the spot, reappeared in front of Gard.

"Looks like I haven't mistaken you for someone else."

Her voice followed after Gretia appeared.

"Then..."

The long spear in his hand drew an arc in the air as it swept towards Gard.

You can die now!

The speed was beyond comprehension; the crocodile man hadn't even had time to react to what was happening, or why Laurentina's kin were attacking him. A sharp spear had already swept across him.

Cut in!

The crocodile-man's heavy body could not withstand the sudden impact. The immense force sent him flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the distant dense forest.

The deafening sonic boom finally broke out at this moment.

"Boom!"

Despite the successful hit, Gretia showed no joy, but instead furrowed her brow deeply.

Because her attack hit, the spear did not cut into the crocodile-man's body as smoothly as it had when she usually slashed at the dinosaurs and sea monsters.

It was as if I had cut into a thick piece of leather.

Although her intention was not to kill him, she had put enough force into that attack.

In the distance, the thick smoke dissipated, having been swept dozens of meters away by Gretia's spear, yet she remained standing.

The crocodile-man looked at his arm, which had been slashed open, and his eyes turned somewhat bloodshot.

He looked at Gretia and let out a deep, muffled growl.

"Argorian, are you provoking me?"

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Chapter Nine Horror

"Argorian, are you provoking me?"

Gard's dull voice rang out.

In an instant, Gretia gripped the spear in her hand, her hunter's intuition telling her.

The creature in front of you is in great danger!

He said he was the strongest fighter in the entire tribe.

Recalling Laurentina's words, Gladys had to admit that they made sense.

With a single thrust of her spear, she could kill even a large sea creature.

Gard only suffered a minor cut?

"It seems I have to give it my all."

Whether for the sake of Laurentina or for the dignity of the Argorians, Gretia was not allowed to back down here; she didn't want to be ridiculed by Laurentina when she turned around.

"The second round..."

Speed ​​far exceeds sound; as soon as Gretia's light, melodious voice faded, she reappeared before Gard.

The fact that Goredia's spears were used for chopping and hacking does not mean that Goredia understood pressure and the area of ​​force application.

Normally, the heavily armored Sea Si are usually handled by the third team.