Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

'Have you lost your mind again?'

The crimson in his eyes slowly faded, and Gard released his grip on Gretia's waist and abdomen, spitting out several small pieces of bone.

"How dare you..."

If it were an ordinary person, having their waist and abdomen bitten to pieces, they would be completely incapacitated even if they didn't die.

However, the deep-sea hunter's powerful physique allowed Gretia not only to survive but also to continue her resistance.

The spear fell to the ground, and Gretia, having lost her weapon, clenched her fist and slammed it into Gard's face.

"Let me go!"

"Greedyah cried out with difficulty."

The punch landed on her face, causing no pain or itch. Instead, the force of the impact made Gretia's body tremble, and she couldn't help but cough up blood again.

"Cough cough~"

Having been a deep-sea hunter for over a decade, fighting battles across the land, Goredia has never looked as disheveled as she does now.

She believed she would die sooner or later, perhaps in a battle with a giant sea creature, perhaps while covering the retreat for her squad, or perhaps from exhaustion while facing an endless horde of terror fish.

But she never imagined that she would lose to a land dweller.

"A loss is a loss. As the second captain of the Deep Sea Hunters and the chief war strategist of the Argor Military Group's 'Deep Sea Hunters,' can't you accept defeat?"

Noticing that his fingers were still pressed against Gretia's chest, against the soft flesh, Gard quietly moved his hand away.

He wasn't being a scoundrel on purpose. He's ruthless in battle, so how could he be a scoundrel? It's a good thing that there were no pads or surgeries inside Greta, otherwise he would have crushed it with that squeeze.

"Who exactly are you?"

Falling from the sky, Gretia nearly lost her balance. She clutched her injured abdomen and looked at Gard.

"No one on land could possibly possess your strength!"

"Heh, Agor only occupies a corner of the ocean. Who gave you the courage to look down on this land?"

Gard looked down at Gretia and said in a deep voice.

"What exactly happened to Laurentina?"

"..."

Greta pursed her lips. To be honest, she had no intention of telling this landman about Laurentina.

Because of him, Laurentina ignored her orders and nearly put herself in danger.

But she also understood that if she didn't say anything...

The monster in front of her wouldn't let her leave.

"She's fine."

Her lower back and abdomen were still aching slightly, but in theory, this level of injury should not have affected her mobility.

But Gretia felt her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

"I only locked her up in confinement for a few days..."

Gretia sensed something was wrong; her vision became blurry, giving her the feeling that it was a symptom that would occur when an ordinary Argorian lost too much blood.

She's a deep-sea hunter!

"Huh~"

Greta began to pant, and she turned around, intending to walk towards the river.

Gard's voice came from behind.

"Hey, don't push yourself if you're injured."

"You don't need to worry about this!"

She bled on land and had to leave quickly.

Otherwise, it could very well bring disaster to this place.

Because.

"Those monsters are coming!"

Thump!

Greta fell to the ground.

Gard scratched his head.

"Didn't I say that you shouldn't force yourself if you're injured?"

He went over, lifted Gretia up, and carried her on his shoulder.

The deep-sea hunters' extraordinary self-healing ability comes from another bloodline within their bodies.

However, after being injured by him, the Seablood within Goreia's body went dormant, and Goreia, who was once a powerful captain of the Deep Sea Hunters, suddenly reverted to the ordinary Agor woman she was before the transformation.

In this situation, Greta's back injury could really be fatal.

Gard glanced at the blood that had stained Gretia's waist and abdomen.

The dark red blood looks no different from that of ordinary humans, but upon closer inspection, it can be seen that this blood, after flowing out of the body, rusts rapidly upon contact with air, much like iron rusts upon contact with oxygen.

Blood was flowing, releasing a special kind of pheromone.

In Gard's ears, he seemed to hear a voice, a cry for help.

Gard stuck out his tongue and licked Gretia's waist.

"Shut up!"

The sound disappeared immediately.

The rusty taste on his tongue made Gard spit a few times. He never ate raw food, raw meat, or drank blood, and he would never eat people.

Greta wasn't sick, just injured. Although it looked a bit serious, the village sorcerers were experts at treating such injuries. If all else failed, they could ask Serea for help.

Although she is the head of security and the vice president of Rhine Life, Serea's medical expertise is also remarkable.

Gard would not refuse their help just because he had refused their request before.

Anyway, they need my help.

Gard carried Gretia back, and after a few steps, he saw a small figure, Temimi, running over in a panic.

"Gald, Gald, something terrible has happened! Gavial is about to lose! You have to go help Gavial!"

After Seria used her Originium Arts, Gavial was completely outmatched. Seeing that the situation was dire, Temimi quickly ran out to find Gard.

Then I saw Gard, and then I saw Gretia on Gard's shoulder.

Temimi paused for a moment, her little head seemingly filled with some unknown thoughts, and without saying a word, she turned and ran away.

He was shouting as he ran.

"Gavial, Gavial, something terrible has happened! Gard has brought home the woman he was hiding outside!"

Gard: "???"

However, after Gard left, the blood that Gretia had spilled on the ground began to circulate again.

A certain pheromone emitted from the blood traveled across rivers, over cliffs, and towards the sea, reaching waters some distance from the Akahura region.

Clumps of dark brown, fibrous-like particles lay quietly on the earth's crust thousands of meters above the water, drifting with the ocean currents.

Suddenly, one of the particles trembled.

Then came the second, the third... countless fibrous spheres trembled in the deep sea where you couldn't see your own fingers.

The shapeless object began to differentiate into its own limbs, head, fins, scales... In less than a few breaths, a bizarre and ugly creature was born.

However, this hideous monster withstood the pressure of the seawater thousands of meters deep.

Dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

No one knows exactly how many of these creatures live in the deep sea.

After an unknown amount of time of silence, all because of a cry for help.

They then woke up.

Because, when fellow countrymen need help, isn't it only natural to lend a helping hand?

It's as if, due to prolonged lack of nutrition, some of the fibrous fleshy lumps have completely died.

But death is not the final destination.

The moment they die, they return to the herd.

The surviving fleshballs ate the dead fleshballs.

The dead flesh ball sacrificed itself to make the living flesh ball complete.

Even if it means giving up one's life, even if it means sharing one's body.

They also want to welcome back their compatriots.

They are the offspring of the sea!

Blood flowed through Hai Si's body, and a red tide filled the sea.

It's like a sheet covering the original color of the sea.

At this moment, the sea became still.

......

Chapter Eleven: The Hunters of the Deep Sea

"Bang!"

In the deep sea, in an Argorian city, the prison gates where Laurentina is imprisoned are opened, and a voice comes in.

"The Hai Si uprising means Jing Mi may be arriving sooner than expected. We must be prepared!"

The observation station built on the seabed detected a large number of traces of marine activity. If the marine activity is allowed to spread, it may affect the cities of the Argonauts.

The Agor are a race that lives underwater. They have built a huge underwater city and have been separated from the land-based races by the sea for millions of years.

However, the Argonauts' footprints gradually extended to the distant sea.

They discovered a social organism with extremely strong adaptability.

The Agor people named this creature "fearfish".

When there is no food, the cells of the dinosaur stop dying, autonomously change their shape, and their body tissues rapidly degenerate, eventually transforming into a mass of muscle fibers, retaining only the most basic function of respiration.

However, once food is found, the dinosaurs immediately differentiate into complete limbs and evolve by analyzing the structural morphology of their prey.

Finally, the advanced individual among the dinosaurs—the sea creature—was formed.

The war between the Argolans and the Haizi began the moment the Haizi were discovered.

"Silent Hunt" is a group hunting activity organized by the advanced individuals of the Haisi. Each "Silent Hunt" brings extremely heavy losses to the Agor people.

At times like this, no one cares what Laurentina did before.

In the face of crisis, any deep-sea hunter is an important fighting force.

After walking out of prison and spending a day there, Lauren Tina was not in the slightest bit down, only a little regretful that her precious vacation had been wasted because of her own recklessness in going to the hot springs.

She wouldn't blame Gretia. If every deep-sea hunter was as undisciplined as her, what would be the point of being the captain?

Laurentina asked, "Where's the captain?"

"The captain is missing!" The vice-captain, who came to open the door for her, looked uneasy. "The captain left the base a day ago and hasn't come back since. She said she went to the mainland."

At this point, the vice-captain glanced helplessly at Lauren Tina.

"At this point, I won't hide it from you anymore. The captain is probably going to teach your land dweller friend a lesson."

"It's been so long, why haven't they come back yet?"

"Could something have happened?"

The vice-captain wasn't worried about Gretia getting hurt, because with Gretia's speed, even if something unexpected happened, she should be able to escape in time.

She believed that Greta had not received the message from here, so she was not in a hurry to come back.