Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

The spear shattered, and even the will in the metal ball seemed to have gone wrong at this moment.

"So hungry!"

Most of the body disappeared, and only a little bit of poor flesh and blood connected to the crocodile man did not die.

He looked up at the black dragon not far away. An inexplicable fear rose in the black dragon's heart. He wanted to escape. He didn't want to care about the ruins of ancient civilization.

Responsibilities and so on, how can one's own life be more important?

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

The Celestial Warrior can easily reshape his body, as long as the soul is still intact, no matter how many times the body dies, it can be revived again.

However, having given up reason in exchange for powerful power, what remains in Gard's body now is only instinct.

The instinct of hunger, the instinct of hunting!

The black dragon spread its wings and fled, and Gard chased after it without hesitation.

The cities built with great difficulty by ancient civilizations are in a mess.

In the dream, Khan in the grassland was a little dazed.

Did he win?

Although the process was a bit strange, the result was that he won, right?

Next...

Suddenly, Khan in the grassland found that there was no Kelxi in his dream.

How could it not be?

The wreckage of countless nightmares, enough to pull anyone into their kingdom.

Moreover, the Khan in the grassland also found that his most trusted personal guard was standing beside him.

His consciousness is still in a dream.

"Chaolu!"

"Khan, we lost."

The tall knight looked at the gradually decaying and aging Khan, and said so.

It was as if a long nightmare was finally coming to an end.

"No, Chaolu, it's not over yet!"

"How could it end?"

"I haven't got..."

Reality and dreams are intertwined, no matter how many mechanical guards and disaster beasts can be manipulated, the terminal of ancient civilization itself is also fragile.

Because, just as the people of the 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 time to end.

In the depths of the refuge, Kelsey opened her eyes, and she stepped forward step by step, picking up the dagger that Ascalon had dropped on the ground.

"Ms. Kelsey, now you and Mr. Gard owe me one favor, oh no, Mr. Gard owes me three favors now."

A mature voice sounded in Kelsey's mind.

"Of course, in fact, I don't mind you exchanging the knowledge you know with me, as long as it's worth the price."

"After all, even if the origin stone skills of the nightmares are already ancient thousands of years ago, it would be very laborious for me and my people to support you from such a long distance."

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

Ignoring the voice in her head, Kelsey shouted.

"Mon3tr!"

Next to Kelsey, Mon3tr neighed excitedly, and without hesitation destroyed the nutrition cabin in front of him, causing the viscous nutrient solution in the nutrition cabin to flow all over the floor.

Looking at the metal ball wrapped in countless cables, Kelsey raised his dagger.

The dagger pierced into the metal ball, and traces of pale blood flowed out from the gap in the metal ball.

"Farewell, Bulbaya, my student!"

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Addacles in the Rainforest Volume 120: Chapter [-] I am a female, I am easy to ride

"Nimma's *Hot soil swearing*, Adacles, I'm dead, I don't care about the shitty things in the shelter, stop chasing, tell you not to chase you..."

In the sky above the hot land, a huge black dragon pierced through the thick clouds and rain, and flew forward at an extremely fast speed.

The black dragon didn't know where he was flying, as long as he could get rid of the Adacles behind him, he would recognize him when he flew out of the hot land.

If his wings were intact, the black dragon believed that he could shake off the crocodile man behind him, but his wings were injured in one place during the fight with Gard, and he could not fly so fast.

and.

"This bastard Adacles, is he running faster than before? He obviously couldn't catch up with me before!"

In fact, the black dragon's flight does not rely entirely on its own wings, but more with the help of some kind of dust in the air. The black dragon doesn't know what these dusts are, but he has been able to resonate with these dusts since he was born.

But after the wings were rotten, he was flying and leaking wind, and his speed was at least one-third slower.

Looking back at Gard who was chasing after him, the black dragon wondered if he had been shot out of his second form by the shot from the refuge.

Let’s just say it’s the third form!

He seriously injured Gard once at the beginning, Gard transformed and broke out, and then the attack of the shelter seriously injured Gard again.

Looking at Gard, whose body was half exploded behind him and still chasing him, a lot of messy things popped out of the black dragon's head, many of which were inherited from his mother, and then his mother was from his grandma inherited.

The black dragon is not stupid, knowing that he can't beat him, he still fights to the death with Galder. There are three refuges of ancient civilizations in Hot Land. He is now fighting with Galder to the death. As a result, he and the refuge where Nightmare Khan is located will end together.

He is dead, who will protect the remaining two sanctuaries?

"Nai! Se! Si!"

A dull roar sounded from behind, and the black dragon shouted dissatisfiedly: "Adacles, my name is Aletog, not Nasus!"

Suddenly, Gard, who was chasing the black dragon on the ground, raised his head, looked forward with his scarlet eyes, and threw out his great ax viciously.

"It's useless, how could you hit me?"

The black dragon easily dodged Garde's attack. Even if his wings were injured, his body was still flexible, so it was impossible for him to be hit by Garde.

But what the black dragon never expected was that when he threw the great axe, Galder's body seemed to turn into some kind of golden powder, and the great axe flying into the sky turned into a golden streamer.

The black dragon avoided Galder's attack, knowing that Garder's ax would still spin, he turned his head to look.

"Did you lie to the dragon!?"

The golden streamer attached to the big axe gradually formed the outline of a crocodile man in front of the black dragon. Gard, who had lost consciousness, actually relied on his instinctive consciousness to reconstruct his body with the power of ascension.

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

And the black dragon that was flying forward seemed to have bumped into Gard head-on. He wanted to turn around in panic, but how could Gard give up this hard-won opportunity?

Gard fell from a height higher than the black dragon, hugging the black dragon's neck with a pair of big hands, and the heavy pressure from his body made the black dragon sink.

"Roar!"

The black dragon let out a dull roar.

"Get out of here quickly!"

The black dragon turned around in the air, but Garde tightly hugged his neck, not letting go at all.

"You forced me!"

The fiery dragon flames accumulated in the black dragon's chest, but instead of bursting out from his mouth, it sprayed out from the scales on his body.

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

The black dragon itself has a strong resistance to flames. He can withstand the damage of flames, but Gard can't.

The flames gushing out from the black dragon made Gard scream in pain. The battle has continued until now, and with the previous injuries, Gard's strength has begun to weaken.

Even in the battle with the black dragon four years ago, Gard hadn't suffered such a serious injury, almost killing him completely.

However, the ferocity of his bones made Gard ignore so much at all, and if he lost his strength, he would try his best to make up for it.

What's the best way to make up for power?

Eat!

Gard hugged the black dragon that turned him into a fire dragon, opened his mouth, and bit down without hesitation.

Scorching flames rushed in from Galder's esophagus and trachea. No matter how hard Gard's body was, the inside would definitely be weaker than the outside.

But Gard didn't care at all, his sharp teeth pierced into the black dragon's neck, tearing off a piece of flesh from his neck.

Black dragon blood spilled from the sky.

"it hurts!"

The black dragon was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, he was the one who guarded the gate of the shelter, as for treating him like this?

"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!"

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

Now the black dragon finally panicked.

This bastard crocodile man, wouldn't want to eat himself, would he?

"Wait, wait, I don't think we need to work so hard. If you think about it, we don't have any grudges. If it was you, you slept soundly at home, and someone suddenly came to you and wanted you to bleed, you Will you be angry?"

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

"Don't be like this. I'm just the one who guards the gate of the refuge. It's useless if you kill me. At worst, we'll go to each side of the road in the future. I don't care if you want to destroy the other two refuges."

Gard tore off the fourth piece of flesh from the black dragon, and the black dragon's neck was almost bitten to pieces.

"I admit my mistake, can't I admit my mistake? I don't want to die. I haven't seen what the outside world looks like. I also want to be like my grandma's grandma, singing and dancing rap with humans."