Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Gard descended from a height slightly above the black dragon, his large hands embracing the dragon's neck. The weight emanating from him caused the dragon to slump.

"Roar!"

The black dragon let out a deep roar.

"Get out of here right now!"

The black dragon tumbled in the air, but Gard held on tightly to its neck, refusing to let go.

"You forced me to do this!"

The fiery dragonfire gathered in the black dragon's chest, but instead of bursting from its mouth, it shot out from the scales on its body.

In an instant, the black dragon's body was ignited by flames, and the black dragon transformed into a fire dragon.

The black dragon itself possesses great resistance to fire; it can withstand the damage caused by fire, but Gard cannot.

The flames surging from the black dragon caused Gard to let out a painful roar. The battle had continued until now, and coupled with his previous injuries, Gard's strength had begun to weaken.

Even in the battle with the Black Dragon four years ago, Gard had never suffered such severe injuries, which almost completely destroyed him.

However, Gard's inherent ferocity made him disregard all of that; having lost his power, he would strive to make up for it.

What is the best way to replenish one's strength?

Eat!

Gard, holding the black dragon that had transformed him into a fire dragon, opened his mouth and bit down without hesitation.

The scorching flames rushed into Gard's esophagus and trachea. No matter how tough Gard's body was, the inside was definitely weaker than the outside.

But Gard didn't care at all. His sharp teeth pierced the black dragon's neck, tearing a chunk of flesh from it.

Black dragon blood fell from the sky.

"it hurts!"

The black dragon was so aggrieved that it was almost crying. It was just a gatekeeper for the shelter, why was it treated like this?

"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!"

The black dragon cursed loudly, but Gard ignored him completely, took a bite, ate the bloody flesh of the black dragon, and then took a second bite.

This time, the Black Dragon finally panicked.

That damn crocodile-man, he wouldn't want to eat me, would he?

"Wait, wait a minute, I don't think we need to fight like this. Think about it, we don't really have any grudges against each other. If you were in that situation, you were sleeping soundly at home, and someone suddenly asked you to bleed. Wouldn't you be angry?"

Gard tore off a third piece of flesh from the black dragon.

"Don't do this. I'm just a gatekeeper for the shelter. Killing me won't do you any good. At worst, we can go our separate ways. I won't care if you want to destroy the other two shelters."

Gard tore off a fourth piece of flesh from the black dragon's body, and the dragon's neck was almost torn apart.

"I admit my mistake, I admit my mistake, okay? I don't want to die. I've never seen what the outside world is like. I want to be like my great-great-grandmother and sing, dance, and rap with humans."

The black dragon realized that Gard's movements never stopped, as if he had already regarded him as a feast on a plate, and the black dragon became ruthless.

"Die! Die! Die!"

The black dragon plummeted vertically from a height of thousands of meters, trying to shake off Gard from its body.

But no matter how much He hit or smashed, Gard held firmly to His body.

Black Dragon shed tears of humiliation.

“Adakles, I am useful; I have other uses than as food.”

"I'm female, and I'm very rideable."

"I can also transform into a beautiful girl!"

Black Dragon racked his brains to find something from His inherited memories that could attract the attention of the crocodile people.

If the crocodile-man still had his own consciousness, he might actually be tempted for a moment.

But now.

The crocodile-man riding on the black dragon picked his teeth with his claws.

Pooh!

......

Chapter 121 Epilogue

On that day, all the Drak descendants in the world had a dream.

An enormous black dragon stood atop the desert, looking down at them and speaking in a majestic voice.

"Children, I am your ancestor. I have awakened from my long slumber and will surely reign over this land."

“The Drak are my descendants, and the Aslan have been recognized by me, thus qualifying them to be kings.”

"Now, if you find an Adakles and kill him, when I rule this land, I will make you Kings of Victoria!"

On barren land, two sisters are awakened from their sleep.

In the tundra of Ursus, a girl in military uniform doesn't understand why she has suddenly fallen asleep.

But in their minds, the image of a strong Adaklis man appeared simultaneously.

The people living on the continent of Terra would never know that a crisis was once so close to them. Some nobles would never have imagined that the reason they were still able to sit in their high positions was because someone had shielded them from the impending calamity.

It was still raining heavily in the Akahura rainforest, and Gavial looked at the sky with dissatisfaction.

"The clothes will never dry like this."

Gard has been gone for almost a month, and because it's a godforsaken place like Hot Land, she knows she definitely won't be back anytime soon.

But it was really boring in the rainforest. If it weren't for Gard, she would have wanted to leave the rainforest. Among the Tiakkau people, there are people who like the rainforest and people who don't.

The main problem was that staying in the rainforest was no longer allowing her to grow stronger. Gavial knew that Gard had been constantly getting stronger, even now.

Then she couldn't be left behind.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Gavial, who was flipping through a medical journal that Inam had brought from outside, looked up.

Who is it?

"it's me!"

Temimi tiptoed, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open to come in.

"And me."

A familiar figure appeared before Gavial.

"Zuma, what are you doing here?"

"I'm not looking for you."

A short-haired girl dressed simply and revealingly walked in carrying a strange machine. She flicked her snake-like tail to shake off the raindrops.

I kept looking inside as I walked.

"Where is Gard? I've come to find him."

"You do not know?"

A victor's smile appeared on Gavial's face.

"He went to a hot place and may not be back for at least six months."

"???"

Zuma had a few question marks popping up in her head, but the problem was, hadn't she just made her entrance?

"I'm going to find him!"

"No!"

Why?

"That's too dangerous!"

Gavial crossed his arms, giving off a "I'm doing this for your own good" look.

Zuma's gaze narrowed slightly as she attached the machine in her hand to her arm.

"Unless you beat me!"

"Hmph, who's afraid of who?"

......

Hot land.

After the Khan of the steppe died, the dream collapsed, and Seraya finally awoke from the nightmare.

She had overcome her fears, so no nightmare should be able to hold her back. However, the dreamscape of countless nightmare riders still held her captive, plunging her into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, she saw Kyle looking at a metal ball pierced by a dagger as she turned around.

"It's all over."

An era has come to an end, and no one will know that Nightmare, who conquered half of Terra a thousand years ago and then disappeared into the land, is now attempting to launch their second expedition.

Ascaron, ACE, and Misery, who had been lying on the side, gradually woke up.

"How's the situation outside?"

"I don't know."

"We have to go help Mr. Gard!"

Seria had already run out of the shelter. She wouldn't forget that Gard had single-handedly held off that terrifying black dragon. Even though Gard had somehow gained immense power, Seria still couldn't rest easy.

Because she knew that no matter what kind of power one wanted to obtain, one had to pay a price.

Lying in the corridor were a bunch of mechanical nightmares that had gone into a state of shutdown after the end of the ancient civilization was destroyed. Bypassing them, Seria found that the outside was still in chaos.

After the Khan of Nightmare was killed by Kal'tsit, all the calamities that were originally under the control of the ancient civilization went berserk. Although some of them died in the aftermath of the battle between Gard and the Black Dragon, many others were killed by the fire giant that Surtr had transformed into.

The number of surviving monsters remains close to tens of thousands.

Misery can no longer use Originium Arts. If they want to leave the city, they must break through the blockade of tens of thousands of monsters.

But Seraya felt she didn't need to worry about that anymore, because the lizardmen's army was advancing towards them, and the horde of calamities, without the command of the ancient civilization, was just a disorganized mess.

The charge of five thousand lizardmen was enough to tear apart the encirclement of the horde of calamities.

But Serea's focus is not on that.

What about Gard?

Where is Gard?

Seria found that Gard was nowhere to be found, nor was the black dragon; they seemed to have vanished suddenly.

In the corner, Surtr woke up groggily.

She finally realized she had forgotten something; her mind was filled with a jumble of memories, except for her own name and the name of the greatsword behind her, Laiwanting.

Oh, right.

There's also a crocodile man.

Surtr remembers a crocodile who was always holding him back.

Although she found it troublesome, sometimes she simply didn't want to deal with that crocodile man.

But who told that crocodile man to be his slave?

As the hostess, she still has that much magnanimity.

Hmm, where's that crocodile man?

......

On the edge of the hot land, a crocodile-man staggered forward.

His body was covered in blood, it was unclear whether it was his own or someone else's.

His scarlet eyes held a struggle.