Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

But how could Gard let Him have His way?

The astonishing force brought with it a terrifying bouncy force, with countless tons of weight pressing down, shattering the city's roads.

Gard grabbed the black dragon that was trying to take flight, slammed it back to the ground, and then bit down on one of the dragon's wings with his strong and powerful jaws.

Tear!

The black dragon let out a painful roar, but it was not to be outdone. At close range, scorching flames exploded between it and the two monsters, Gard.

Boom!

The flames that erupted between the two colossal beasts, Gard and Black Dragon, turned the surrounding area of ​​the city, which had a radius of nearly a kilometer, into a sea of ​​fire. The two monsters collided and fought fiercely.

Meanwhile, with Misery's help, Kal'tsit and the others finally entered the deepest part of the shelter. Ace and Seria chose to block the entrance, while Kal'tsit and Ascarin went deeper inside.

As for Misery, he was exhausted after leading a group of people for so long.

"Professor Kal'tsit, you've finally arrived."

The Khan of the steppes was not surprised by Kal'tsit's arrival; in fact, he would have been disappointed if Kal'tsit had not been able to come.

"Berbay, it's over."

Kal'tsit said calmly, summoning Mon3tr. All that was left was to destroy the metal sphere in front of her, and everything would be over.

“Teacher Kal'tsit, you even remember my name.”

"Your name is recorded in the history textbooks of every country, Börbaye. Your mistakes and your achievements have long been written by posterity."

Kelsey did not hesitate for a moment.

"Mon3tr!"

Mon3tr stretched out its body and charged towards the metal ball.

However, a long spear blocked Mon3tr's path.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Ascaron's gaze immediately turned serious.

Deep within this refuge, there is also a nightmare!

“No, Choru, they are guests.”

The laughter of the steppe Khan reached the ears of everyone deep within the refuge.

"Professor Kal'tsit, have you forgotten?"

“I am the nightmare, the king of nightmares, and here lie countless of my brethren.”

"Now, welcome to my kingdom!"

The dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Ascarin was the first to fall to the ground, followed by Kal'tsit, then Misery, Ace, and Seria.

The nightmare's dream, in that instant, framed everyone's image.

"Finally, there's that Adakles outside. He certainly caused us a lot of trouble, but he was a little late."

In one corner of the shelter, a gigantic structure with a peculiar shape, resembling a spear, slowly rises, where terrifying energy gathers.

The black dragon, which was entangled with Gard, seemed to realize some danger and retreated with all its might, even though Gard left another deep wound on its body that exposed the bone.

The moment Gard turned around, a deep blue beam of light instantly appeared in front of him and struck him.

The arm holding the axe dissolved under the beam of light, the weapon fell to the ground, and Gard's massive body was pushed back uncontrollably before crashing into the city wall.

The beam of light passed through the wall, leaving a huge hole.

Gard leaned against the city wall, half of his body melting away in the beam of light.

"Whether it's giant beasts or gods, they are nothing but false things that were born after our civilization was lost. Faced with true power, the so-called gods are nothing more than ants that have just glimpsed a corner of the sky from a well."

Deep within the shelter, the metal spheres in the nutrient solution are about to fall silent once more.

Next, he should go and see his teacher and his teacher's companions in the nightmare's dream.

However, whether it was an illusion or not, the metal sphere noticed that the crocodile-man, whose body had been mostly melted by the laser, suddenly twitched.

"A tenacious vitality!"

The will within the metal sphere sneers; in a corner of the shelter, a gigantic structure shaped like a spear gathers its strength once more.

Although the energy required for each use is enormous, as long as we can defeat this Adaklesian, we can make up for the energy consumption later.

The massive structure, shaped like a spear, failed to fire a second shot.

The blood flowing from the crocodile-man, whose body was half dissolved, almost formed a lake. The grotesque crocodile-man raised his still intact hand.

click!

An immense pressure fell on the spear.

Click!

A dark energy from Gard imbued the spear with unimaginable pressure.

boom!

The spear shattered, and even the will within the metal sphere seemed to malfunction at that moment.

"So hungry!"

The crocodile-man, whose body was mostly gone but whose body was still held together by a pitiful amount of flesh and blood, did not die.

He looked up at the black dragon not far away, and a nameless fear rose in the black dragon's heart. It wanted to escape. It didn't care about the relics of ancient civilization anymore.

What are responsibilities compared to your own life?

However, the black network, like surgical sutures, stitched up the missing parts of Gard, as if most of his body was filled with that black energy.

Celestial Warriors can easily reshape their bodies; as long as their souls remain intact, they can be resurrected no matter how many times their bodies die.

However, having sacrificed reason for immense power, all that remains in Gard's body now is instinct.

The instinct of hunger, the instinct of hunting!

The black dragon spread its wings and fled, and Gard gave chase without hesitation.

The cities that ancient civilizations painstakingly built are now in ruins.

In the dream, the Khan of the grassland was somewhat dazed.

Did he win?

Although the process was a bit strange, he won in the end, right?

Next...

Suddenly, the Khan of the steppes realized that Kal'tsit was not in his dream.

How could there not be?

The countless remnants of nightmares are enough to draw anyone into their kingdom.

Moreover, the Khan of the steppe discovered that his most trusted bodyguard was standing right beside him.

His consciousness was still in a dream.

"Chao Lu!"

"Khan, we have lost."

The tall knight said this as he watched the Khan's body gradually decay and age.

It felt like a long nightmare was finally coming to an end.

"No, the war in Choru is not over yet!"

"How could it possibly be over?"

"I haven't received it yet..."

Reality and dreams intertwine. No matter how many mechanical guards or calamity beasts one can control, the end of ancient civilization is inherently fragile.

Because, just as the people of those lost ancient civilizations never believed in the creatures they created, they never believed in the intelligence they created.

Perhaps not all ancient civilizations were like this.

But it's all time to end this.

Deep within the shelter, Kal'tsit opened her eyes. She walked forward step by step and picked up the dagger that Ascarin had dropped on the ground.

“Ms. Kal’tsit, now you and Mr. Gard both owe me a favor. Oh no, Mr. Gard now owes me three favors.”

A mature voice echoed in Kal'tsit's mind.

"Of course, I don't mind if you exchange your knowledge with me, provided it's worth the price."

"After all, even though the Nightmares' Originium Arts are ancient relics from a thousand years ago, it is still very difficult for me and my people to support you from such a distance."

"Hehe, but being able to witness the end of an era firsthand is actually worth the ticket price."

Ignoring the voice in her head, Kal'tsit shouted.

"Mon3tr!"

Beside Kal'tsit, Mon3tr let out an excited hiss and destroyed the nutrient chamber in front of it without hesitation, spilling the viscous nutrient solution all over the floor.

Looking at the metal sphere encased in countless cables, Kal'tsit raised her dagger.

The dagger pierced the metal sphere, and streaks of pale blood flowed from the gaps in the sphere.

"Farewell, Börbay, my student!"

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Chapter 120 I am female, and I am very good at riding.

"Damn it, you filthy swear word, Adaklis, I give up. I'm done with that Vault mess. Stop chasing me, I told you not to chase me, but you still did..."

Above the fertile land, a giant black dragon pierced through the thick clouds and rain, flying forward at an extremely fast speed.

The black dragon didn't know where it was flying. As long as it could shake off the Adakles man behind it and fly out of the hot land, it would accept it.

If his wings were intact, the black dragon believed he could outrun the crocodile man behind him, but his wings had been injured in the battle with Gard, so he couldn't fly as fast.

and.

"That damn Adaklesian, is he running faster than before? He couldn't catch me before!"

The black dragon's flight does not rely entirely on its own wings, but more on a certain kind of dust in the air. The black dragon does not know what this dust is, but it has been able to resonate with this dust since its birth.

But now that his wings are damaged, he flies with a whistling sound, and his speed is at least a third slower.

Looking back at Gard, who was chasing after him, Black Dragon wondered if Gard had been forced into his second form by the shot from the Sanctuary.

If I had to call it a third form, I'd say!

He initially severely injured Gard once, Gard transformed and unleashed his power, and then the Sanctuary's attack severely injured Gard once more.

Seeing Gard behind him, whose body was half-destroyed but still chasing him, a bunch of random things popped into the black dragon's head, many of which were inherited from his mother, who in turn inherited them from his grandmother.

The Black Dragon isn't stupid. Knowing he can't win, he still fights Gard to the death. There are three ancient civilizations' sanctuaries in the Hot Land. If he fights Gard to the death, the result will be that his sanctuary and the one where Nightmare Khan are located will be destroyed together.

He is dead. Who will protect the remaining two shelters?

"Ne! Ser! Sis!"

A deep roar came from behind, and the black dragon shouted angrily, "Adakris, my name is Alethos, not Nasus!"

Suddenly, Gard, who was chasing the black dragon on the ground, raised his head, his scarlet eyes looking ahead, and hurled his great axe fiercely.

"It's no use, how could you possibly hit me?"

The black dragon easily dodged Gard's attack. Even with its wings injured, its body remained agile, making it impossible for Gard to hit it.

However, what the Black Dragon never expected was that at the same time as throwing the axe, Gard's body seemed to turn into some kind of golden powder, which attached to the axe flying into the sky and became a golden stream of light.

The black dragon dodged Gard's attack, knowing that Gard's axe would spin back, and turned its head to look.

"Is this a scam?!"

The golden light clinging to the axe gradually formed the outline of a crocodile-man in front of the black dragon. Gard, who had lost consciousness, actually used his instincts and the power of ascension to reconstruct his body.

After the body was reconstructed, Gard's body shrank considerably, becoming almost half the size of the black dragon, but now, Gard's body is complete.

The black dragon, which was flying forward, seemed to have collided head-on with Gard. It panicked and tried to turn around, but how could Gard give up this hard-won opportunity?