Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Because what he did next was the reason.

"All the outermost energy storage electromagnetic cannons are aimed and locked on for attack."

The steppe Khan spoke in a flat tone. If he were still alive, he might have been somewhat interested in what Gard had done, but now he looked no different from someone who was dead.

For threatening individuals, eliminate them!

When there's enough time, arrest and reform them!

Facing Kal'tsit, his teacher, the Khan of the Steppes, had no intention of making the slightest mistake.

Surrounding the entire ancient civilization's sanctuary, along a wall stretching for kilometers, rows of energy-storing electromagnetic cannons were aimed at Gard's location and launched an attack.

From the moment Gard appeared to the moment the electromagnetic cannon fired, what seemed like a long time had actually only taken a few seconds.

The Khan of the grasslands only had to think of it before the electromagnetic cannon was launched.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

In the pouring rain, dark clouds pressed down on the newly built city of the ancient civilization. In the instant the electromagnetic cannon flashed with lightning, the roars of more than a dozen flying dragons rang out at the same time.

“Gaaaaaaaa——————!!!”

Lightning illuminated the city's high walls. The crocodile-man simply took a breath and walked towards the city's high walls, first walking, then jogging, and then becoming like a humanoid battering ram.

His size swelled from two meters to four meters, and he remained extremely calm in the face of the electromagnetic cannon attack.

He neither dodged nor avoided the lightning strikes, enduring them head-on.

Boom!

Like lightning flashing in the sky, a deafening roar resounded in front of the city gates, and the lightning seemed to coat Gard with a layer of blue-white light.

A hint of bloodlust flashed in Gard's eyes.

"Not enough!"

Suppressing the pain radiating from his skin, Gard opened his mouth and roared.

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!"

Boom!

The alloy door was several meters thick; even Gard wouldn't be so stubborn as to try to break it open.

Clad in lightning, Gard charged wildly, like a thunder dragon soaring into the sky, using his weapon as a ladder to leap over the city walls that were dozens of meters high.

boom!

Under the blue and white beam of light, Gard easily destroyed an electromagnetic cannon that was firing a beam at him, and landed on the city wall.

"Oh."

A charred black aura rose from Gard's body, and the moment he landed, the countless monstrous beasts swarming beneath the city walls raised their heads in unison.

Thousands or tens of thousands?

All Gard knew was that the lizardmen who had followed him would not be able to withstand the attacks launched by these calamities alone.

The difference in both numbers and individual strength is like heaven and earth. Even the weakest calamity beast is no weaker than an adult lizardman.

Not to mention, most of them have had their limbs modified and mechanical parts embedded, and they already know how to cooperate with each other.

Therefore, he had to clear the way.

Gard has not forgotten why he came to this land.

Was it to help Rhine Life obtain medication to treat ore-related diseases?

Is it to help Kal'tsit defeat the resurrected ancient civilization?

No, neither.

He came to find opponents, to hone himself, and to become stronger.

So, who is his opponent?

There's no turning back!

Gard's body, like a meteorite falling from the sky, crashed into the horde of monstrous beasts below the city walls.

His arrival caused the monsters to let out threatening growls.

They did not act; they were waiting for orders.

Until a voice rang in their minds.

Tear him apart!

Countless monstrous beasts, like a tidal wave, engulfed Gard.

In the distance, the heavy rain obscured the view, and the agents from the Tower of Babel could only see the occasional flashes of lightning on the city walls.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, what are Gard's trump cards? This is too reckless."

Everyone was waiting for Kal'tsit's orders. Gard was leading the team, but it was Kal'tsit who gave the orders.

From the very beginning, Gard handed over command to Kal'tsit.

"In the battle to come, I will be with you, I will stand in front of you, but I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you. You must take good care of yourselves."

With Gard's voice still echoing in her ears, Kal'tsit's ever-calm eyes finally showed a slight ripple.

He knew, he always knew. Yes, how could he not know? The medicine he brought from the hot land four years ago was the best evidence.

The newly revived ancient civilization is indeed a great threat, but there are always ways to fight it. The existence of the lizardmen is itself a form of insurance.

Their existence is meant to counter the resurgence of out-of-control ancient civilizations.

The reason she brought Surtr in was to have her deal with another threat.

Surtr failed. Kal'tsit doesn't know if the giant sleeping in Surtr's sword has harmed Him, or at least prevented Him from leaving His territory for the time being.

Under normal circumstances, Kal'tsit would, as the steppe Khan expected, seal off the area around the city and wait for the lizardman army to assemble.

But what if that giant beast guarding the tomb descends?

"Give it to me!"

This was Gard's answer. Kal'tsit didn't know what kind of trump card Gard had that gave him the confidence to fight a giant beast, a beast that wasn't one of those illusory beings on this land that only had form but didn't know how to fight.

Before coming here, she even thought about going to Yan Kingdom to find the old master of Yan Kingdom, or to find the fragments of several giant beasts before coming here.

However, she knew that Yan Kingdom would not allow it, and she could not do it in a short time.

She could only pin her hopes on Gard, hoping that Gard really had the ability to injure the giant beast, or even escape from its clutches.

Wait a minute, when did she start placing her hopes on others?

Kal'tsit gazed into the distance; from her vantage point, she couldn't see what was happening inside the city walls.

Suddenly, the sky was torn open, revealing a beam of light.

The thick, dark clouds were squeezed and divided by something, and the rain suddenly intensified, so much so that an ordinary person like Kal'tsit couldn't even stand up without Mon3tr's help.

Boom!

The lightning intertwined in the sky was countless times brighter than that on the city walls. How could man-made beams of light compare to real lightning?

A ferocious and terrifying figure pierced through the thick dark clouds and appeared in the sky above the city.

Everyone saw it; it was a dragon, a black dragon.

With a wingspan of nearly a hundred meters, its enormous body, capable of blotting out the sky, instilled fear in all the lizardmen to the point of almost kneeling on the ground. A sense of oppression from the depths of their blood made it impossible for them to even stand.

Ordinary flying dragons look like pitiful reptiles in front of this giant dragon.

Not to mention the ordinary lizardmen like them.

This was an existence they could never defeat, and its mere appearance in the sky made countless lizardmen consider fleeing.

You'll die!

It's impossible to win!

In the crowd, Surtr gripped his greatsword tightly, the sword's spirit seeming to roar and rage.

But in the end, it fell silent again.

The behemoth's gaze seemed to transcend space, but it merely glanced at it lightly, as if it didn't even notice the soul within the sword.

He bowed his head and looked down at Gard, who was being overwhelmed by the horde of monstrous beasts at his feet.

"Adakrissian, how dare you show your face before me!"

"Why wouldn't you dare?"

Gard looked up at the ferocious behemoth in the sky, a grotesque smile spreading across his face.

"Anything that doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!"

"Aletog".

"This time, I'll drain your blood!"

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Chapter 114 The Ancestor of Drak

No one knows how the behemoth was born.

It seems that the behemoths appeared long before the Terrans had their own language and civilization, built their own cities on the land, and established a nation.

They have always existed; they have always been here.

"A black behemoth!"

Seraya looked up at the monster in the sky and muttered to herself.

So, their ultimate goal for this operation was this monster in front of them?

If she had known from the beginning that her enemy was such a monster, even she wouldn't have chosen to leave Colombia and come to this desolate land.

Can we win?

It's impossible for them to win!

Unless the city beneath the giant beast belongs to them, perhaps by exhausting the power of an entire city, they might have a chance to defeat the beast before them.

However, the city beneath the beast's feet did not belong to them.

Not only do they not belong to them, but they are also their opponents, enemies they must face.

Some of the Rhine Lab's agents were in despair. How could they possibly defeat this monster, which was the size of a high-speed warship, not to mention that it could fly?

Seria couldn't understand how the giant beast's slender wings could propel its enormous body. Was its body hollow, like that of a feathered beast?

"We should set off!"

Kal'tsit's voice rang out, quickly drawing some objections.

"No, Ms. Kal'tsit, won't you wait a little longer?"

"That's right. We don't even know if this monster is friend or foe. What if it attacks us together with the ancient civilization?"

"Ms. Kal'tsit, let's wait a little longer!"

Kal'tsit looked at Saria, because the people who spoke were mostly Rhine Labs operators. They were far from being veterans like Scout who had been on countless battlefields. It was only natural that they would be afraid when they saw this giant beast suddenly appear in the sky.

"Besides, Director Seria, you didn't say that our mission this time was to take down such a huge monster!"

A Rhine Life agent looked on, a mixture of laughter and tears in his eyes. If he had known they were there to die, he would have quit from the start.

In fact, not only the Rhine Labs agents, but even the people of Babel were somewhat uneasy. Scout even doubted whether his crossbow bolts could pierce the scales of the monster in the sky.

Only the main guns of high-speed warships and mobile cities could possibly damage the enemy, right?

“Gald will deal with it. We only have one goal: the end of the ancient civilization. Once we destroy it, we can leave.”

The prerequisite is that we can get through the monster in front of us and the defenses of the ancient civilization!

Furthermore, how will Gard deal with the behemoths of the sky? With his crescent-shaped axe?

The black behemoth gave the group of agents the feeling of a totem recorded in the ancient royal records of Victoria.

The Babel Tower agents are too young to know that when the Victorian royal family was at its peak, some members with higher bloodlines would revert to their ancestral form and resemble the giant beast before them.