Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

With two energy-storing electromagnetic guns comparable to warship secondary guns on either side, plus two flying dragons over twenty meters long, not to mention a single person, even a well-trained army would have no chance of breaching the factory gates without the assistance of high-speed warship artillery.

Not to mention, if Gard lingers in front of the gate for even a moment, the terminal system in the factory will immediately react and mobilize a large number of robots and biological soldiers to besiege him.

At that point, let alone rushing into the factory, even escaping will be a problem.

But Gard did it. He destroyed the two most troublesome charged electromagnetic cannons in one fell swoop, and broke the wings of two dragons during the charge.

Seeing Gard rush into the factory gate, the two dragons roared angrily and barely managed to take off.

Although they can still fly, both their altitude and speed have decreased significantly compared to before.

Now, as long as there are ground-to-air weapons, the two flying dragons in the air are like two stationary targets.

But they still took flight, soaring over the high wall in an attempt to continue their pursuit of Gard, who had already entered the factory.

On the desert, Seria and Kal'tsit both sprang into action.

Once the factory's guards were all drawn to Gard, the two sneaked into the factory and ran deeper into it.

The factories of ancient civilizations were very large, giving the impression of being like a small town.

After entering through the main gate of the factory, there is a straight road leading to the innermost part, but the two of them definitely cannot take this road because Gard is just ahead.

Two flying dragons crashed through the old houses and charged toward Gard. A dozen guard-type machines were besieging Gard, and when the dragons arrived, two of them were smashed to pieces.

Upon entering the factory, Seria discovered that Kal'tsit always seemed to have a precognitive ability to bypass some of the guards' vigilance, and even knew the factory's internal terrain perfectly.

Serea couldn't help but ask, "Have you been here before?"

“Hmm.” Kal’tsit didn’t explain much: “I came here before the factory’s AI was awakened.”

But how many years ago did this come—a hundred years ago, two hundred years ago, or even further back in time—only Kal'tsit herself knows.

"Go this way!"

Just as she was about to run into a squad of guarding mechs, Kal'tsit pulled up a passageway in an underground water pipe and jumped in.

Seria hesitated for a moment, looked in the direction of Gard, and finally followed Kal'tsit forward.

Gard was buying them time; they couldn't let Gard's efforts go to waste.

But just then, Serea saw a black dot in the sky.

"That is......"

The next second, her pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints, and she could no longer care about following Kal'tsit, and ran towards Gard's direction without hesitation.

"Gald!"

A shell fell from a tower thousands of meters away, landing precisely where Gard was, and in that instant, fire filled Seria's field of vision.

The surging air currents, carrying scorching heat, scattered Seria's long hair. Several old residential buildings were covered and destroyed by the artillery fire, turning them into ruins. The mechanical guards besieging Gard were melted by the high temperature generated by the explosion. Neither of the two dragons was able to escape; they were all engulfed by the flames.

Serea stared in disbelief at the scene before her, never expecting that a factory would be equipped with such powerful defensive equipment as a mobile city's secondary artillery.

The intense heat generated by the shells was clearly felt even by her hundreds of meters away. Such an attack could even penetrate the armor of a high-speed warship. Even if she activated her Originium Arts at full power, she would not be able to withstand such a terrifying attack head-on.

However, from the flames of the explosion, Gard's voice could be heard.

"go!"

With one hand bracing against a dragon, Gard used the dragon's body as a shield at the last second, blocking most of the damage from the explosion.

The dragon, struck by the cannonballs, let out a painful cry. Its powerful vitality allowed it to survive even after being hit by artillery fire comparable to the secondary cannons of a mobile city's defenses.

However, just by looking at the horrific wounds that nearly pierced its body, one can tell that even the dragon's body could not withstand a second shell.

On the other side, the dragon that was farther away from the shelling position was only mangled and bloodied. It was a little scared. It didn't want to become a victim of the battle like its brethren.

However, with a controller implanted in its brain, the dragon's fear was completely unable to help it overcome the commands issued by the controller.

It must hold off Gard, even if it dies here!

"go!"

Dragging the dragon whose body was already a bloody mess, Gard shouted again.

In the distance, Serea clenched her fists, her fingertips seemingly about to pierce her palms and draw blood. Finally, she turned and ran towards the underground passage.

Serea knew she had no choice; if she stayed, she would only become a burden.

To help Gard, she must rush to the heart of the factory, destroy its terminal AI, and damage the defensive cannons on the factory towers.

"We have no choice but to trust him."

In the underground passage, Kal'tsit said seriously that even she hadn't expected the city defense cannons in the factory to activate so quickly and with such high accuracy.

For the processing plant of ancient civilizations, the outer living area was an area that could be abandoned at will. The diameter of the processing plant was about 5,000 meters, of which the outer living area was 500 meters, the processing area was 1,500 meters, and the core area was 1,000 meters.

With various mechanical guards and biological soldiers blocking their way, it was virtually impossible for Gard to break into the core area through the city's defensive cannons. Therefore, they had no choice but to rely on the Gard to destroy the terminal AI in the processing plant.

Outside the factory, ignoring its dying companion, the dragon once again pounced on Gard. This time, it wisely chose not to confront Gard head-on, but instead opted to stall for time.

Once the surrounding mechanical soldiers surged forward, the dragon retreated, inflated its fire sac, and spewed scorching flames at Gard.

At the same time, black cannonballs appeared in the sky once again.

A dozen or so mechanical guards surrounded Gard, giving him no chance to escape.

The shells fell.

Boom!

The intense heat almost melted the ground within a radius of tens of meters. Gard, who was in the very center, took the brunt of a city defense cannon shot head-on, and felt pain in every part of his body.

It hurts!

It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Go to hell!

Wyvern originally thought that even if this defensive cannon shot couldn't kill Gard, it would at least seriously injure him.

However, after the flames from the explosion disappeared.

A large, hot hand emerged and grabbed the flying dragon by the neck, just like it was pinching a chick.

A crocodile-man, nearly twice the size of the one that had just been there, burst out of the thick smoke of the explosion, grabbed the dragon by the neck, and slammed it heavily to the ground.

With its mouth wide open, it tore a large chunk of flesh from the dragon's neck.

piece!

Two pieces!

Only when the dragon's neck was completely mangled and bloody, and it couldn't even utter a wail, did the crocodile sneeze violently, spitting out the blood and flesh from its mouth.

click!

He stomped on the dragon's neck and broke it.

"Go to hell!"

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Chapter Ninety-Five: The crocodile-man won't run away in the face of battle!

Reality is not a game. There is no such thing as being able to use your ultimate skill at level 6 in a game, so the idea that you need to be level 6 to use your ultimate skill in real life is incorrect.

The so-called "opening up" is essentially just a kind of "extraordinary" application of ascending power.

All I can say is that when Gard's hero template reaches level six, his ultimate skill will truly be unleashed. Right now, he's just forcibly injecting the power of ascension into his body to increase his physical strength.

However, even so, it's enough!

The city's defensive artillery fire hurt Gard badly. No matter how strong his physical endurance was, taking a single shot from the city's defensive artillery was still very painful.

Gard's eyes were now filled with crimson light, but within that crimson light shone a golden power of ascension. He was certain that he was far stronger than when he had just emerged from the rainforest.

It's not just about upgrading your hero level; more importantly, it's about disparaging the power of ascension.

Gard's mouth was full of dragon blood, but he didn't have time to rinse it off.

Right now, all he wants to do is smash that device that's firing projectiles at him above his head to pieces!

His crimson eyes held a hint of savagery, and the wounds on his body inflicted by the city's defensive cannons were healing rapidly. Gard couldn't help but think that, in this situation, Gretia might be able to play a much greater role than he could.

UI!

This is not just a casual remark.

However, Gard was not so self-deprecating, because no matter how fast Gretia was, it was useless if she couldn't break through his defense.

In such a hot environment, Goredia would probably be dried out like a dried fish in no time, and after one or two supersonic movements, her body would probably be dehydrated.

The mechanical guards in the distance are converging, and shells are falling from the sky again. This time, Gard will not sit idly by and wait to die.

After the power of ascension was injected into his body, Gard's speed increased significantly, and almost every step he took forward created a large crater in the ground.

With a height of over four meters, he could look down on most mechanical guards. To Gard, mechanical guards that were two or three meters tall looked like dwarfs.

In his normal state, Gard would probably want to rush into the factory's processing area first, but right now, Gard only wants to—

Smash! Smash! Smash!

"I will tear you to pieces!"

Gard let out a deafening roar and charged into the mechanical army, like a harvester rushing into a lush rice paddy. In one fell swoop, he smashed more than a dozen guarding machines to pieces.

Another shell fell from the sky, hitting a spot a dozen meters away from Gard and destroying a large area of ​​mechanical guards.

It could be said that the mechanical guards destroyed by Gard in one go were not as damaged as those destroyed by the cannonball.

The shrapnel from the explosion struck Gard like bullets, sending sparks flying.

"An attack of this magnitude can't hurt me!"

If Gard takes a direct hit from the city's cannonballs, he might feel pain or get injured.

But it was just the aftershock of the explosion, not the epicenter, and for Gard, it was still within his tolerance range.

The mechanical guards in the factory are rarely humanoid; they display all sorts of bizarre and wonderful postures before Gard. Each mechanical guard is equipped with a special beam weapon, which makes one very curious about just how high their energy conversion efficiency is to withstand such consumption time and time again.

But it doesn't matter, because none of these attacks can hurt him!

"Charging headlong into things!"

Facing the mechanical guards that were about to surround him, Gard began a death roll, like a giant drill biting into the black steel wall.

Gard quickly rushed to the processing area of ​​the factory, which was only a wall away from it.

However, just as Gard was about to break down the factory walls and rush into the central processing area, the factory walls were breached first.

A circular saw, even larger than Gard's enlarged body, smashed through the wall and hurtled toward Gard at incredible speed. Gard only had time to raise his weapon in front of him before the chainsaw struck him.

Sizzle!

A screeching sound echoed from the walls surrounding the factory. The immense force caused the veins on Gard's arms to bulge, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on what lay before him.

This is not a robot, but simply a processing machine.

The abandoned, temporarily useless giant processing machines were activated by the factory's terminal AI and launched an attack on Gard.

Gard's physical strength was already very strong. Even after using the power of ascension, Gard did not believe that anyone in the world, except for those old monsters who had lived for countless years, could rival him.

However, he was still at a disadvantage.

Because what attacked him was not human, but machine, a giant cutting machine symbolizing the power of a lost era of industry!

Just as Gard blocked a circular saw, the surrounding mechanical guards had already closed in.

At the same time, a second circular saw broke through the wall on the other side and launched an attack on Gard.

'Even with the power of ascension, it's not enough?'

Gard's pupils grew increasingly crimson. His level was still a bit too low, but that didn't mean he would admit defeat.

Boom!

Gard channeled his ascending power into his feet, and a crack appeared in the factory's hard alloy floor, followed by a second and a third, spreading like a spider web beneath Gard.

After seeing the underground passage that Kal'tsit and Seraphim had taken, Gard knew that this ancient civilization's processing plant had more than one floor.

Another circular saw was approaching, and Gard struggled to lift his foot while carrying the circular saw in front of him.

Boom!