Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Kal'tsit wouldn't say that the black dragon before her might very well be the ancestor of a race that is now so rare in Terra that it is almost extinct.

A thousand years ago, the Pasha, a lion from Salgon, obtained a scale from a black dragon, thus giving them the right to compete with the Drak royal family of Victoria for the throne.

What should Gard do when faced with the progenitor of Draco?

Kal'tsit noticed that not only had the Rhine Lab's agents almost lost their will to fight, but the native lizardmen who lived on the hot land were almost all lying on the ground, not daring to look at the giant beast in the sky.

Living on this land, they know the legends of dragons and have even occasionally caught a glimpse of their majestic figures flashing across the sky.

In that instant, their fear of the dragon even outweighed their reverence for Gard.

No one takes death lightly.

Even the reptilian people who live in the hot land are still afraid of death.

Until they saw a golden lightning bolt shoot straight into the sky, striking the dragon's mouth with a sharp crack just as the dragon heard Gard's words and was about to speak again.

"Alright, enough talk, let's fight!"

As he caught the axe he had thrown, the ascending power within Gard surged, making his body appear even larger than before.

But that's not enough!

Let alone level six, Gard is still a bit short of level five in terms of experience.

Even with all the current ascending power poured into his body, it only caused Gard's body to swell a little more, from four meters to six meters.

Even so, blood began to seep from Gard's body. His body was like a porcelain vase already filled with water; continuing to pour water into it would only cause it to crack.

But Gard had no other choice.

His original plan was to charge into the crowd, get beaten up a few times to build up his anger, and then unleash his ultimate attack when he saw the Black Dragon.

But just as he couldn't control his ascending power, Gard didn't know when his anger would finally erupt with the power he had used to fight the black dragon.

As a result, Gard's anger faltered. After being attacked by a large number of monsters, Gard was indeed somewhat angry, but he didn't seem to be that angry anymore.

"*Tiakkau swears*, could it be because my body has gotten used to it after being beaten so many times before?"

Gard considered a terrible possibility.

However, having already uttered those harsh words, the black dragon in the sky was clearly enraged by Gard.

"Adakles, I want you to know the price for provoking me!"

A deafening roar pierced the rain. If the black dragon before him was indeed the progenitor of Drak, then its greatest skill must have been fire.

People only saw the invisible shockwaves disperse the rain on the side of the black dragon, scatter the thick clouds, and allow the distant sun to cast its scorching rays.

The surrounding rainwater began to boil and evaporate, the heat coming from the black dragon's mouth. The once clean white patch on its chest was stained crimson. Even a giant beast cannot create something out of nothing.

However, the fire-filled pouch on His breast was enough to sustain Him for ten days and ten nights of battle.

The fire giant thought he could defeat Him by taking away His heat?

madness!

The black dragon's flames dyed the sea of ​​clouds in the sky crimson at that moment.

The Khan of the steppe finally realized what was happening.

This behemoth's target could include the outskirts of their city!

"Your Excellency Alettog, please do not fight in our city!"

"Noisy!"

The black dragon roared and hurled its flames down from the sky.

His great-grandmother agreed to guard the tombs of the ancient civilization, but by his generation, he had forgotten everything except his battle experience.

"Whatever you want to say, wait until I kill this Adaklis!"

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Chapter 115 Laiwanting!

Those modified monsters don't know how to run away.

Despite the impending catastrophe, they chose to obey orders and attack the crocodile-men who were right in front of them.

Whether a beast is powerful or weak, as long as it understands the rules, it has the ability to ward off natural disasters.

But the black dragon before them knew nothing at all. It did not dispel the natural disaster; it merely used pure violence and the flames within its belly.

The rainwater within a radius of nearly one kilometer centered on Him was burned away by the flames.

The rain turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The scorching dragon breath burned the earth, and Gard, surrounded by a horde of monstrous beasts, had no way to escape.

He can only endure it!

Boom!

The moment the black dragon exhaled its breath, everyone knew about Gard's plan.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Gard intends to exploit the black dragon's capriciousness to tear apart the city's outermost protective barrier.

The black dragon's flames did not kill Gard, but they slaughtered a whole area of ​​the calamity beasts around him, with at least several hundred of them perishing in the sea of ​​fire.

The aroma of roasting meat wafted from his scales. With the help of the fire, Gard charged out of the horde of monsters and ran into the depths of the city without looking back.

Seeing the direction Gard was heading, the black dragon hesitated for a moment, then resolutely followed.

Success is achieved as long as Gard is intercepted before reaching the shelter. Anyway, the shelter is so sturdy that once the gate is closed, even if the world outside is in chaos, it won't affect the inside.

As for the surrounding monsters and mechanical guards, their lives or deaths were not a concern for the Black Dragon.

"We only have this one chance!"

When Kal'tsit saw that the black dragon's first attack had not killed Gard, she knew what Gard was thinking.

The lizardmen are out of the question, but if Gard can keep moving forward and use the power of the black dragon to break through the ancient civilization's defenses and enter the sanctuary, there is hope of securing victory.

"Me too!"

Serea glanced at the Rhine Lab agents behind her. She wouldn't blame them for their current retreat, after all, they alone couldn't possibly play a significant role in this battle.

"I will bring you in!"

Misery nodded. If the enemy was all outside, it would be impossible for him to bring everyone in, even if he worked himself to death, from the city's outskirts to its center.

But now that the city is in chaos, they still have a chance!

As Seria, Kal'tsit, and the others left, the remaining operators began to waver.

"Are we just going to stand here doing nothing?"

"What can we do? With our strength, even if we get in, we'll only be a hindrance."

"We need their strength!"

Kanelian looked at the lizardmen behind her. She knew that in such a battle, her strength was no different from that of an ordinary person.

However, if they could persuade the lizardmen who had lost their will to fight, five thousand lizardmen would be equivalent to five thousand calamity beasts.

There is still a glimmer of hope!

Kanerian didn't want to be an ordinary person who couldn't contribute anything.

Surtr stood still, gazing at the black dragon in the sky.

She felt like she had forgotten something; she must have seen this black dragon before, but when exactly?

Surtr gripped the greatsword tightly, feeling the heat emanating from it.

"Laiwanting, do you think I should run now? That monster just glanced at us, didn't it? Did we provoke it before?"

"no?"

"That means you simply lost a fight."

Surtr ran toward the city.

"Since we lost, let's fight again, and this time we'll win!"

Just as they were about to set off in the car, Kal'tsit saw Surtr running towards them.

"Can you use it one more time?"

"perhaps."

"I promise, if I'm still alive, I will find you."

"unnecessary!"

Surtr didn't believe a word of the white-haired woman in front of him. She must have lied to him before, causing her to become enemies with that big black monster.

Surtr didn't actually have many thoughts; he just felt that if he didn't step forward, all of these people in front of him might die.

If you're dead, you're dead. At least don't die in front of her!

Thinking this, Surtr gave Ascaron a provocative look in the corner.

Askarin turned her head away, not understanding why Kal'tsit would let such a seemingly ordinary Sarkaz girl join their team.

To put it bluntly, isn't this kind of team just going to their deaths?

"Hey, you cold-looking woman, take me to the city wall later, as close to that black dragon as possible."

"What do you want to do?"

"Give that crocodile man a hand."

Surtr puffed out his chest and said proudly.

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in the city.

Gard's body began to bleed.

The black dragon's flames burned him so badly that his skin was torn and his scales were all blackened. If he ran out into the street now, he would definitely be mistaken for a monster.

But he kept running, heading towards the shelter.

He not only had to deal with the flames coming from the sky, but also the enemies coming from in front of him, those fearless monsters and mechanical guards.

The black dragon's sneer echoed in the sky: "Adaklis, is this all you've got? Didn't you say you were going to drain my blood? You're almost bleeding yourself dry!"

"If you're so capable, come down here and fight me one-on-one!"

"If you're so capable, fly up here and chop me up!"

The black dragon isn't stupid. Four years ago, when it fought Gard, it made a mistake and fell down, never to be able to fly again.

How could He possibly repeat the same mistake this time?

However, the black dragon found it strange. Logically speaking, even if this Adaklesian couldn't fly, he shouldn't have fallen to the point of being constantly beaten by Him.

Four years have passed, why is this crocodile-man having diarrhea again?

Hearing the mocking voice of the black dragon in the sky, Gard's face darkened. He couldn't understand where things had gone wrong.

Why can't he release his anger?

The images of Gavial, Laurentina, and Seria flashed through my mind.

Gard seemed to understand something.

Is he afraid?

Are you afraid that once you release your anger, you will never be able to return to normal?

The so-called entanglement is also a shackle.

Gard wanted to use these entanglements to retain a last shred of clarity in his anger, so that he could recover.

On the contrary, this made him feel constrained.

Gard gave a bitter laugh to himself; in doing so, he had ended up shooting himself in the foot.

If this continues, he might really die.

Suddenly, Gard heard a sound, and a beam of light shot into the sky from behind the black dragon.