Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Ascarine gripped her dagger tightly, her gaze sweeping over Gard's crotch. This time, she would strike with all her might; one strike would be enough...

boom!

She saw that Gard gripped the axe tightly in his hand.

'Oh no!'

For a fleeting moment, she gave herself away when she saw what was under the lizardman's body.

'We've been discovered!'

Ascarin didn't hesitate to hide in the shadows. Almost at the same time she disappeared into the shadows, a high-speed axe swept past her from behind, piercing through four or five buildings, and then swirling in the sky before flying back into Gard's hand.

"Is it an illusion?"

Gard gripped his weapon and muttered to himself.

His ascending power had not yet recovered, and his injuries had not healed. He could only rely on his physical strength to fight off enemies, and he would be at a disadvantage if any troublesome opponents appeared.

"Let's go back first."

There's no rush to get supplies; if there really are enemies, he needs to protect Seria and Kal'tsit first.

Ascaron's expression turned serious as he saw the building shattered by the weapon Gard had thrown.

She completely abandoned any thought of showing mercy. Faced with a monster whose power was comparable to that of a pure-blooded Wendigo, she would lose her ability to fight if she were hit head-on just once or twice.

Seeing Gard turn around, seemingly wanting to go back, Ascaron knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.

We must take care of him here!

Gard turned and walked toward the house where Seria and Kelsey were housed.

He didn't notice that in the evening sunlight, the shadows on the street were lengthening, and his shadow stretched far behind him, with a slightly discordant distortion in the middle.

Finally, his shadow merged with the shadow of the street.

In that instant, under the influence of some strange Originium Arts, a shadow merged into it, unseen, unheard, unsmelled, untouchable, and without a trace of killing intent.

Ascaron seemed to have slipped into another dimension.

The dagger emerged from the shadows, aimed not at Gard's vital points, but at his heel.

Gard was too tall, and his back was covered in hard scales, making it extremely difficult to slash his neck or strike his back.

First sever his Achilles tendon, then his hand. For an assassin, the process is not important as long as the opponent is killed.

Of course, Ascaron wouldn't mind giving it a try if he could capture the lizardman in front of him.

Ascaron is almost successful!

He infused his Originium Arts with all his might, aiming for the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Even Gard's body has different degrees of softness and hardness.

Ascaron's strike could sever Gard's Achilles tendon.

"There really is someone here!"

A harsh sound rang out overhead, and Ascaron noticed that as she launched her attack, irregular cracks appeared in the ground beneath Gard's feet.

The alloy floor has cracked!?

Without the slightest hesitation, Ascaron's rich combat experience allowed him to abandon the attack target that was within reach without a second thought.

She saw the sole of the thigh she was about to attack crack the ground, and using that sole as an axis, the crocodile-man, who had been facing away from her, suddenly turned around.

'So fast! '

At that moment, the crocodile-man's heavy body displayed a flexibility completely out of proportion to his size. A terrifying shadow instantly enveloped Ascaron, and a ferocious axe descended from above. Ascaron raised her head and took in Gard's bloodthirsty face.

Boom!

Gard's axe slammed into the hard alloy ground, shattering the earth and creating a shockwave that submerged an area of ​​several dozen meters around it.

Even after the blow landed, Gard's expression did not relax.

Because his attack missed!

The person arrived very quickly, but simply using the word "fast" is not accurate; it should be described as "agile."

He could dodge attacks that were within arm's reach; the attackers made Gard feel like dancers on the edge of a knife.

They're tough to deal with!

Amidst the billowing dust, the blade slashed down, cutting across Gard's waist.

Stab it!

A screeching sound of friction rang out in the thick dust, and through the dust, Gard seemed to see a strand of red hair under the hood of the person who attacked him.

Gard's golden eyes met Ascaron's orange eyes, but in just a moment, Ascaron's figure disappeared from Gard's sight again.

A line of blood appeared on Gard's waist and abdomen, quite painful, indicating that the assassin had the ability to injure him, which is no easy feat for a nimble assassin.

interesting.

A sinister smile spread across Gard's face as he shielded himself with his axe, allowing Ascaron to inflict dozens of wounds on him in just a few breaths.

Ascaron struck Gald dozens of times in succession, but showed no joy on her face, because her attacks were completely ineffective against Gald.

Since she became Princess Theresa's chief bodyguard, this was the first time Ascaron had encountered such a monster. Even the pure-blooded Wendigos couldn't possibly be tougher than the lizard before her.

He wasn't even wearing armor!

However, the opponent cannot catch her. As long as they cannot catch her, she can keep attacking. No matter how powerful a creature is, it will bleed when it is injured, and it will die when it bleeds.

Ascaron had long since forgotten his initial idea of ​​capturing Gard.

"almost."

Suddenly, Ascaron heard a voice.

Is this the language of this land? Or is it Salgon?

Ascarin didn't understand what Gard meant. She only saw that Gard's eyes turned somewhat bloodshot. Ascarin's sixth sense as an assassin told her that it would be dangerous to stay by Gard's side.

But it's too late!

"I'm waiting for my anger level to rise, what are you waiting for?"

Since his ascending power had not yet recovered, Gard could only use another method to unleash his skills.

Suddenly, a scarlet light burst forth from the axe in Gard's hand, the eerie red glow carrying an aura of savage bloodlust.

Anyone can swing their weapon around, but how can you possibly hit the enemy in front of you like that?

and so.

"Tyrant's Frenzy Strike!"

An eerie light enveloped the axe in Gard's hand at that moment, and a crimson ribbon extended from the weapon in Gard's hand, flowing like a knife.

A storm swept around Gard.

Centered on Gard's body, the streets within a radius of several meters were instantly swallowed up by the red ribbon.

Ascaron's figure was fully exposed to Gard for the first time.

"caught you!"

.......

Chapter 104 Torture of Prisoners

Battles are often accompanied by risks.

Especially when facing an opponent you don't know, the one with more tricks up their sleeve has a greater chance of survival.

Ascaron is not a pure assassin; it would be more accurate to describe her as a warrior than an assassin.

Therefore, even if Ascaron did not kill the enemy at the first encounter, he would not easily retreat.

But now, Ascaron knows she was wrong.

The lizardman in front of them was not an easy opponent to defeat.

Even if they encountered a dragon with a wingspan of over twenty meters on the hot land, they would hunt it down. But this lizardman was still on top of that dragon.

The crimson ribbon dispersed in the surrounding dust as Ascaron drew two daggers and used them to block the blood-red light that was hurtling towards her.

But this completely exposed her to the crocodile man.

"caught you!"

With a monstrous laugh, Gard charged at Ascaron like a heavily armored tank, his figure hovering in mid-air, leaving Ascaron with no way to dodge.

Whoosh!

An arrow pierced the air, and Gard threw a punch that collided with the arrow.

But what Gard didn't expect was that the crossbow bolts that attacked him were not ordinary arrows, but arrows loaded with Originium explosives.

Boom!

The sudden explosion caused Gard to pause in his advance toward Ascaron.

But it doesn't matter!

As Gard stopped, he threw the axe in his hand.

He was certain that although the person attacking him was agile, he was not strong enough to withstand his attack head-on.

Faced with the axe that had slipped from her grasp, Ascaron, still in mid-air, made an unbelievable move. She positioned her dagger at a perfect angle and twisted her body the instant the axe and dagger collided.

At this moment, the shadow beneath Ascaron seemed like a hand, pulling Ascaron downwards and preventing him from being split in two by Gard.

Bang!

As he landed, Ascaron flicked his coat, revealing a row of sharp daggers hidden inside.

With a sweep of his hand across the inside of his trench coat, more than a dozen daggers flew toward Gard at the same time.

Such an attack would naturally not be able to cause any damage to Gard, but what Ascarin is doing now is simply cooperating with her comrades on the other side.

The dagger struck the arrows flying from behind, and in an instant the arrows bounced several times. Starting with the first crossbow bolt aimed at Gard, the arrows flew in a continuous line through the air.

These arrows were not aimed at Gard, but at the buildings around Gard. If you look closely, you can see that each arrow is dragged with a thread that is even thinner than a metal wire.

In the brief moment that Gard was distracted, more than a dozen arrows, aided by the dagger, shattered into dozens of pieces and took root in the various buildings around Gard. The fine threads at that moment resembled a spider web, trapping Gard within them.

Each thread hidden within the arrow is strong enough that dozens of them, linked together, can even withstand the impact of a high-speed dune buggy without breaking immediately.

In just a moment!

If only we could control this lizardman for even a moment!

Ascaron picked up a dagger from the ground and rushed towards Gard, aiming for his eye.

No matter how powerful a person is.

The eyes are a weakness!

But, if you want to pierce the crocodile man's eyes, do you first have to get around his gaping maw?

Tear!

With a snap of his teeth, Gard severed all the threads wrapped around him.

The reason I couldn't catch Ascarin directly before was because I couldn't see her.

As for now.

"You little mouse hiding in the shadows, how dare you show yourself right in front of me?"

Gard reached out and grasped at the air.

"Ruthless hunter!"

Even someone as fast as Gladys couldn't escape Gard's capture, and Ascaron, being slower than Gladys, had even less chance of escaping Gard's hunt.

Ascarin, who was attacking Gald, suddenly felt his body stiffen. Facing Gald's large hand, it was as if he himself was going to meet it.

Gald's large hand gripped Ascaron's body, his fingers digging into her chest. Compared to Gald's size, Ascaron was much smaller, and Gald's hand almost completely covered her body.

The immense force caused Ascaron to cough up blood. Gard grabbed Ascaron with one hand and brought her in front of him.

"Sakaz?"

Gard tilted his head and looked at Ascaron, noticing the horns on Ascaron's head and the thin tail on her rump. Upon closer inspection, he realized she was quite a beauty.