Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

His eyes softened as he looked at Gard.

He shook his head and said, "You don't have to do this."

"Just happens to be."

If he hadn't met Yolanta and Snitz when he was looking for the Witch King's Handbook this time, how could he have deliberately searched for the traces of the two?

Terra is so big, even if he wants to see it, he won't be able to finish it in a while!

In this regard, Cyril was noncommittal.

"I am too old to protect them anymore, but they are still young and have a long way to go."

Cyril looked at Margaret and Maria in the distance with kindness in his eyes.

"Snitz and Jolanta have their own way to go. As a father, I can't force them, just like I can't force Manna to do something he doesn't like to do."

The old man's tone carried the loneliness of a hero's twilight, if he was still young, who would dare to treat them like this?

"So, at least let me do one more thing."

The old man looked at Gard, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"While my consciousness is not as old as my body, do some things that I can do, if you think I can still play such a role."

When a person's consciousness is strong enough, can he reverse the fixed image in the consciousness empire?

Can he transcend his decaying body and reveal his true self?

If it is elsewhere, it may not be possible.

But this is Gard's conscious world, as long as he wants, he can!

The white hairs on the old man's head fell off one by one, and the golden hair grew back. His stooped back gradually became straight, and the wrinkles on his face were disappearing bit by bit. Together with his body, they were changing. be young.

In the end, a handsome middle-aged knight with blond hair appeared in front of Gard, who looked about the same as Snitz on the other side.

This is what Cyril Linguang looked like in his heyday.

He showed everything about himself in front of Garde, he clenched the sword and gun in his hand, and there was infinite fighting spirit in his eyes.

And Gard's eyes also reflected the true appearance of the middle-aged knight in front of him.

"Character: Cyril Linguang

Code: none

Sex: male

Combat experience: 51 years

Birthday: May 3

Race: Kuranta

Height: 192cm

Infection status of ore disease: non-infected

Physical Strength: Excellent

Battlefield Mobility: Excellent

Physiological tolerance: excellent

Tactical Planning: Excellence

Combat Skills: Perfect

Originium technology adaptability: excellent

Evaluation: Casimir's war hero, Cyril Linguang, is extremely powerful. "

As a grandfather, he is also a lifelong warrior.

He chose to use his own way to exert his last light and heat. He wanted to fight Gard, and wanted to see the will of the young man in front of him.

In this regard, Gard had no reason to refuse.

Because this is what he wanted to do before, an elder is about to use his life's accumulation and experience to help him sharpen his skills, what reason does he have for refusing?

With his own weapon in his hand.

The ensuing battle was not made known to anyone.

Until a middle-aged social animal.

Work overtime and go home.

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Volume 43 Visiting Their Family: Chapter [-] What do you think of our Margaret family?

In the conscious world, two figures began to confront each other.

This is a very flat open space, Gard did not set too many obstacles, because there is no need for it.

No matter he or old Cyril Linguang, he has the strength to penetrate a cement wall several meters thick with his bare hands. Cyril's throwing gun can easily penetrate a building and destroy the wall of a mobile fortress.

As for Gard, he has done this kind of thing more than once.

His strength is even higher than that of Cyril.

when----!

The collision between the great axe and the knight's sword and spear caused invisible ripples to spread in the empty space of consciousness. If it was the real world, the collision of this blow would completely destroy the ground under their feet.

And at the moment of the collision, Cyril realized that the young man in front of him possessed a terrifying power.

Even though the excitement of returning to the peak of his body made him burst out with strength that even surpassed the past, but at the moment of the collision, the power from the other side of the sword and spear almost tore his tiger's mouth open.

'You can't go head-to-head! '

Realizing this, Cyril changed his fighting style in an instant due to his rich combat experience.

His speed is faster, so try to take advantage of his speed as much as possible. Although at first he wanted to point Gard, but now Cyril wants to fight hard.

"Boy, let me see your true strength!"

"Please advise!"

Gard looked serious. If he didn't use the power of ascension, he would not have much advantage in front of Cyril.

Especially now that he has the physical body of his youth and the rich experience of his old age, Galder's only advantage is actually his strong physical endurance.

However, Gard wanted to fight Cyril once and learn more from Cyril under relatively fair circumstances.

After all, the opportunity to have an excellent teacher to guide him has become less and less for Gard.

when!when!when!when!

The sound of the big ax colliding with the sword and gun rang out more than a dozen times in just a few seconds, and Cyril wanted to break through Gard's defense more than once and hit Gard.

But Gard's broad weapon, when raised, gave Cyril the feeling that it was like a thick shield.

patriot!

Cyril didn't know why he thought of this name.

He originally thought that this was a mentoring battle, with decades of experience, couldn't he still be able to guide a teenage young man?

But now, he found that he was wrong.

What kind of young man is this? The fighting skills of this Adacles are no worse than that of him who just retired from the army.

If it weren't for Tianma's speed advantage, he might be defeated in a single encounter.

The terrifying power, the terrifying defensive power that could not be shaken at all, reminded Cyril of an existence, an existence that had to clenched his fists and sighed even when they mentioned Casimir's silver spear Pegasus - the Patriot.

It was the war hero of Ursus, the leader of the Shield Guards, the one who made the Silver Spears' plan to raid Ursus's headquarters come to naught.

The same strange power, the same unshakable.

Just standing there, like a tower, like a mountain.

This made Cyril quite unconvinced. He admitted that he might not be able to defeat that Wendigo monster when he was young, but his skills and his body had reached their peak.

The current him, even if he faces that monster, he may not lose!

So, if he couldn't even break through the defense of an Adacles, wouldn't that make people laugh?

"Garde, be careful, I'm going to use my Originium skill!"

Cyril got serious, he really regarded Gard as an opponent worthy of his all-out efforts, if he still put on the airs of an elder at this time.

Then when you lose later, it will only be more embarrassing!

Yes, Cyril already had to think about it.

The possibility that he will lose!

boom! ! !

A dazzling light rose from Cyril like a scorching sun.

At this moment, Cyril's whole body seemed to be burning.

He clenched the sword and gun in his hand, and under the scorching sun, he stabbed towards Gard.

when----! ! !

The first shot was pierced, and Galde blocked it with his large body, but it was too fast. Even though Galde was stronger, when Cyril pierced the second shot one after another, his body still shook slightly.

Boom! !

And when Cyril shot the third and fourth shots, and even the continuous wind of gunfire enveloped Gard, Gard realized something.

Speed ​​is absolutely above power!

boom! ! !

Gard was knocked out.

In the case of a small difference in strength, the faster person has an absolute advantage.

He should have realized this.