Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

Thousands of years ago, there were 300 nightmare warriors who followed the khan of the grassland into the hot land. Only the most powerful and tenacious warriors in the nightmare could win the title of warrior.

This means that they are the confidantes of the Nightmare Lord, the most trusted fighters of the Nightmare Lord, even if the Nightmare Army has traveled across half of Terra, and a hundred thousand Nightmare Knights have stepped into the hot land.

There are still only 300 real cowards.

The ancient civilization that should have been revived countless years ago has been silent for thousands of years because of the army of [-] nightmares, and because of the cowardice of these [-] nightmares.

At this time, there were only 19 knights standing outside the shelter.

Those who were willing to abandon their human bodies, be transformed into machines, and imprison their souls in icy steel forever, counting those who were destroyed by Gard in the self-detonation of the Originium bomb, there were only 20 people.

The rest of the knights, who contributed their bones, would no longer follow their khan.

Nineteen humanoid nightmare knights with wisdom, and 34 centaur nightmare knights transformed from the bones of nightmare knights.

Just these 53 nightmare knights are enough to easily destroy a modern mobile city and defeat an entire modern army. Even the naval guns of high-speed warships are no longer fatal to these knights who have been transformed into machines. threat.

Not to mention, behind the 53 Nightmare Knights, there are mechanical legions and remodeled soldiers densely packed like a tide.

"The heavy rain gave Teacher Kelsey a chance, otherwise as long as their army approaches us, they will be discovered by us."

City defense guns with a range of more than fifty kilometers were unheard of for the Khan of Nightmare, because in his time, there were no mobile cities.

However, with the passage of time, more sophisticated war weapons will be manufactured one by one, and as long as they find more resources, he can always replace his knights with stronger bodies.

The terminal he personally destroyed merged with him, instilling what it knew into his brain bit by bit.

Thousands of years ago, he and his knights tried their best to prevent the recovery of civilization in the hot land.

This time, who can stop them?

Based on those test items whose genetic codes have been tampered with?

"If I were Teacher Kelsey, I wouldn't attack easily until I gather enough troops."

The recovery of civilization needs resources. As long as the resources they transport from outside to inside are cut off, their development can be curbed to a great extent.

Even if he scattered his knights, sending his knights to escort supplies would not work.

The number of his knights is limited, and it is impossible to take into account all the transport convoys. For a revived ancient civilization, the resources needed every day are astronomical.

Most importantly, if the number of knights is low, there is even a possibility of being ambushed.

Khan in the grassland began to think that the recovery of civilization was not long enough. If the number of experimental subjects assembled by his teacher Kelsey exceeded [-], they might really fail.

This is exactly what he exists for.

"Teacher Kelsey, I'm waiting for you to kill me!"

The Khan of the Grassland let out a laugh. What a disciple wants to do the most is naturally to play games with his teacher.

Thousands of years ago, he lost the bet with Kelsey. He didn't expect that after a thousand years, he would have another chance to bet again.

This time, he won't lose.

Suddenly, Grassland Khan looked towards the outermost part of the city.

The location of this city is the extension of his line of sight.

The Nightmare Knight who returned brought back a lot of memories. He saw many people around his teacher, one of them was an Adacles, and even gave Nightmare Knight a feeling that was not inferior to him when he was young.

And now, he saw the Atacles standing outside the town.

Alone.

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Volume 110: Adacles in the Rainforest: Chapter [-] [-] I will drain your blood!

"What does the Atakrian want to do?"

Seeing Gard in front of the gate of the ancient civilized city, if the Khan of the Grassland had eyebrows, his eyebrows must have been frowned by now.

From his point of view, Gard's appearance here should be the instruction of his teacher Kelsey, so what Gard wants to do next is worth deliberating.

First of all, rule out that the other party wants to single-handedly attack their city. Even if the other party is as stubborn as the Adacles in the rainforest he has seen before, Kelsey will definitely not agree to such a stupid approach.

Secondly, surrendering is excluded. The ancient civilization he is attached to is incompatible with the current Terra civilization. Based on his understanding of Kelsey, Kelsey is absolutely impossible to surrender.

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Finally, there is the former battle general. This kind of thing only exists in novels and biographies. He had heard about it when he listened to Kelsey's lectures, but it hardly existed in reality, and it was meaningless.

Because what he did next was the reason.

"All the energy-storing electromagnetic guns on the periphery aim and lock on the attack."

Grassland Khan's tone was flat. If he was still alive, he might have some interest in Gard's actions, but his current appearance is no different from death.

For threatening individuals, kill them!

When you have spare time, catch and transform!

Facing Kelsey, his teacher, Khan of the Grassland did not intend to make the slightest mistake.

Surrounding the refuge of the entire ancient civilization, on the long wall stretching for several kilometers, one after another charged electromagnetic guns aimed at Gard's direction and launched an attack.

From Gard's appearance to the firing of the electromagnetic cannon, it seemed like a long time, but in fact it was only a few seconds.

The khan in the grassland just had a thought, and the electromagnetic cannon launched an attack.

boom!

Boom boom boom!

In the heavy rain, gloomy dark clouds pressed down on the newly built cities of ancient civilizations. The moment the thunder of the electromagnetic gun flickered, the roar of more than a dozen flying dragons sounded at the same time.

"Gaaaaaaaa————————!!!"

The thunder light illuminated the high walls of the city, and the crocodile man just took a breath, and he walked towards the high walls of the city, at first he walked, then jogged, and then he was like a human-shaped battering ram.

The body size has swelled from two meters to four meters. Facing the attack of the electromagnetic cannon, the crocodile man's eyes are extremely calm.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and forcibly endured the bombardment of the thunder.

boom----! ! !

Like the flashing thunder in the sky, the roar sounded in front of the city gate, and the thunder and lightning seemed to be coated with a blue-white light film on Gard's body.

A trace of blood flashed in Gard's eyes.

"not enough!"

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

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!"

boom!

Even Gard wouldn't be so strong that he wanted to smash through the alloy gate several meters thick.

Clothed in thunder light, Gard ran rampant, like a thunder dragon soaring into the sky, using the weapon in his hand as a ladder, and leaped over the tens of meters high wall of the city.

boom!

Against the blue and white light beam, Gard easily destroyed an electromagnetic cannon that was shooting the beam towards him, and landed on the city wall.

"Ah."

Scorched black gas floated from Gard's body, and the moment he landed, the beasts of disaster that were densely packed under the city wall raised their heads in unison.

Thousands or tens of thousands?

Gard only knew that the lizardmen who followed him would not be able to withstand the attacks of these disaster beasts alone.

Whether it is the difference in quantity or individual strength, it is a world of difference. Even the weakest disaster beast will not be weaker than an adult lizardman.

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

So, he had to come and open the way.

Gard did not forget why he came to Hot Land.

Is it to help Rhine Life get the medicine for ore disease?

Is it to help Kelsey defeat the revived ancient civilization?

No, neither.

He came to find an opponent, he came to sharpen himself and make himself stronger.

So, who is his opponent?

There is no way out!

Gard's body, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashed into the scourge of beasts under the city wall.

His arrival caused the Calamity Beasts to roar threateningly.

They are not moving, they are waiting for orders.

Until a voice rang in their minds.

"Tear him apart!"

Countless disaster beasts engulfed Gard like a tide.

In the distance, the heavy rain obscured the sight, and the operators from the Tower of Babel could only see the flashes of thunder on the city wall from time to time.

"Doctor Kelsey, what cards does Garde have? This is too messy."

Everyone was waiting for Kelsey's order. Gard was leading the team, but Kelsey was the one who gave the order.

From the very beginning, Gard placed the command in Kelsey's hands.

"In the next battle, I will be with you, and I will stand in front of you, but I'm afraid I can't take care of you, you have to protect yourself."

Gard's voice was still lingering in his ears, and Kelsey's seemingly eternally calm eyes finally wavered.

He knew, he always knew, yes, how could he not know, the medicine he brought out from the hot land four years ago is the best evidence.

The newly revived ancient civilization is indeed a great threat, but it can always be resisted by finding a way. The existence of the lizard people is itself an insurance.

The meaning of their existence is to fight against the ancient civilization whose recovery is out of control.

And the reason she had brought in Stelter was to allow her to deal with another threat.