Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1016: The Final Anxiety

The probing and psychological game between the two were no less exciting than their match, still a dull and tedious test of patience.

While the other onlookers found it uninteresting, the situation suddenly changed dramatically in the blink of an eye. The ice and snow world, which had previously covered over ten square kilometers and undulated like real land, suddenly collapsed. Countless huge icebergs and ice ridges fractured and were drawn inward by an invisible force.

Allen's not-so-imposing figure also disappeared from view in an instant. When the white mist caused by the collapse of the ice and snow dissipated, all that remained in front of everyone was a snow and ice ball about one or two square kilometers in size, suspended in the void.

It couldn't even be called a sphere; it should be considered a small asteroid composed of ice and snow. Allen's figure was obviously trapped and frozen inside the asteroid. Sydney, the human Saint who initiated all this, hovered a hundred meters in front of the small asteroid, his hands clasped together, his face grim and his veins bulging.

"Fall!!!"

The energy required to suspend such a massive asteroid was self-evident. After confirming that Allen was sealed within it, Sydney directly smashed it towards the ground, not even considering taking it to a higher altitude to gain greater destructive power.

Sydney understood clearly that giving up the ice and snow world, built with over a hundred ice-type scrolls, meant that he could not rebuild it in this battle. He had painstakingly sealed Allen in this small asteroid, his only aim being to buy himself more time to escape, so he could hold out until the dimensional anchor spell effect on him ended.

As for whether the surrounding powerhouses would think he had lost face because of his choice, Sydney didn't care. Compared to that ethereal face, his own life was more precious.

Boom!!!!

The small ice and snow asteroid fell from a thousand meters in the air, causing a huge shock. Creatures within a thousand miles felt the earth tremble and crack. The shockwave and destructive power were no less than a small-scale earthquake of magnitude ten or higher. The ice and snow asteroid was deeply embedded in the earth, creating a front-line battlefield with ravines and no intact land.

The armies of both sides would probably have to find a new battlefield for their next battle.

Sydney, the human Saint who had done all this, had already fled more than seven thousand meters away and continued to escape further.

The ice and snow asteroid, which had sunk into the earth, had just calmed down when it began to tremble again. Then, a dazzling golden light sprang from within and went straight into the sky.

Boom!!

Crack, crack, crack~~~

Another violent tremor, only slightly less intense than before, but the ice chunks that shot out in all directions caused a lot of trouble for the surrounding spectators. Just as everyone was scrambling to deal with the not-so-weak shards of ice, a black figure suddenly rushed out from inside the ice and snow asteroid, chasing after the figure that was about to disappear into the distance.

Rumble!!!

As soon as Allen broke free and left, the ice and snow asteroid, one or two kilometers in diameter, shattered with a loud crash, forming a range of undulating icebergs, emitting a chill and a faint white mist, but it could no longer be the focus of the surrounding spectators.

Dozens of powerhouses looked at each other. The two auras in the distance were rapidly fleeing, and they didn't know whether to chase after them or stay and guard the battlefield. However, for Kuer, who had come with Allen, there was no need to consider. She stomped hard in the void, creating a shockwave, and her slender figure shot out like a cannonball.

Subsequently, humans and wilderness powerhouses made their choices one after another, either returning home or chasing after the auras of the two Saints. Before long, the battlefield, which was still collapsing and cracking, became a desolate place.

The armies of both sides, who had fled in embarrassment and abandoned their positions during the Saints' duel, quietly sent people to clean up the battlefield and search for any surviving comrades.

The ice hanging on Allen's body shattered and fell in pieces as he reactivated his divine power and circulated it throughout his body, revealing the sturdy, bulging muscles beneath. He seemed to be in good condition, but in reality, he knew his own situation. After more than a month of confrontation and fighting, it all came down to willpower and perseverance. Even as a melee combatant, his stamina and energy could still sustain continuous and intense battles, but his spirit and body were gradually reaching their limits.

Even though his body had completed more than 90% of its energy transformation, and internal and external injuries could be quickly restored with energy replenishment, the fatigue and torment rooted in his body and mind could not be resolved by energy replenishment alone.

Moreover, his opponent was a powerful Saint-level mage with ruthless and fierce tactics. Allen had suffered heavy losses under the opponent's offensive. It was just that his energized body, blessed by divine power, did not show any injuries. However, the damage of the ice magic to his soul and spirit could not be seen from the outside.

Even though the black figure in the distance seemed to be fleeing, and from the situation, he seemed to have the upper hand, Allen did not dare to relax in the slightest, because he knew very well that even if this Saint-level mage was truly in a desperate situation, he would still have a way to perish together with him.

The pursuit would be difficult. Even at full speed, Allen could only barely maintain the distance between himself and his opponent. After the opponent took the opportunity to trap him with the last glory of the ice and snow domain, he had created a safe distance. If he wanted to catch up with his opponent and pull him into his attack range, it would take ten days or even a month.

And delaying for so long would not only allow Sydney's mental and magical power to recover, but also the negative dimensional anchor blessing that Allen had applied to him would disappear. As a mage, regaining control of his most important life-saving methods would make Allen's pursuit even more difficult.

With a fierce determination in his heart, Allen took out several scrolls from his dimensional bag. With a wave of his hand, the scrolls flew far away, and soon a virtual image of a teleportation gate appeared in the distance. Just as the magic was forming, Allen chased after it and stepped into the forming teleportation gate.

Buzz!

A thousand meters away, Allen's figure suddenly appeared in space. The inertia of rushing forward carried him forward, and the brief loss of focus brought about by the teleportation did not slow down Allen's speed. In less than a breath, he had reduced the distance between them by a thousand meters.

Then it was a matter of repeating the process. After his body recovered from the spatial turbulence, Allen would throw out the precious teleportation scrolls he had collected. After more than a dozen teleportations, Allen spent less than a magic hour, and the distance between him and the fleeing human archmage had been shortened to four or five thousand meters, which was enough for Allen's long-range attack range.

Sidney, who was fleeing at full speed, naturally noticed Allen's actions. Faced with his opponent's relentless pursuit, he was helpless for a moment, until the other party approached him.

When Allen emerged from the teleportation gate again, his eyes, which had just recovered from being dazed, opened, and what greeted him was not a clear blue sky, but a net of gray-white rays. These were dozens of Dimensional Anchor scrolls that Sidney had secretly scattered while fleeing. Under the control of the Mage Hand and his terrifying mental power, he precisely calculated the coordinates of Allen's next teleportation appearance. The moment Allen left the teleportation gate, the rays transformed from these scrolls covered all the dodging space in front of and behind him, making it impossible for him to dodge.

Although Allen was surprised, he didn't panic. The magic-breaking rune on the greatsword suddenly rose into a transparent energy shield. He slashed the first ray approaching his body with his sword. At the same time, he uttered a loud magical syllable. A halo flashed on the arm guard on his wrist, and the slender hobgoblin figure disappeared directly in place, just missing the countless gray-white rays.

However, just as Allen used the magical effect of instantaneous displacement to teleport hundreds of meters away, before his eyes were fully opened, he found that he was covered by a gray-white giant net again. Allen, who could no longer teleport, swung the greatsword in his hand and twisted his body, and the Sword of the Tempest instantly formed a violent hurricane, firmly protecting his body.

Although the other ice-attribute rays mixed in the Dimensional Anchor were blocked by the Sword of the Tempest, the characteristics of the Dimensional Anchor, which did not have any lethality, had already firmly enveloped Allen.

Even in the midst of battle, Allen couldn't help but sigh at the back of the human mage who didn't even look back: "So damn rich!!!"

Also being a Saint-level existence, he had to carefully plan and be stingy when using high-level teleportation, Dimensional Anchor, and other scrolls with magical effects. Looking at the two human Saints, they were so extravagant, throwing out several or dozens of legendary magic scrolls and props at will, and using teleportation and Dimensional Anchor scrolls in batches, just for greater effects and more precise hits.

Although Allen rarely used scrolls, which was related to his fighting style, it was not without the reason that these scrolls were difficult to collect, and Allen was reluctant to waste them.

It was not easy to kill the human Saint Sterling, but because of the fierce battle, when he finally gave the other party the respect he deserved as a warrior, he left no room and directly chopped the other party's equipment, including the dimensional equipment, to pieces.

When the dimensional equipment was destroyed, most of the various rare items stored inside were also lost to some plane with the spatial turbulence. On the contrary, Allen, who should have been the winner of the spoils, only got a very small part of the tattered things.

Even the pair of semi-artifact battle axes thrown by the opponent at the end, Allen only had time to pick up one, because he had to catch up with the closing of the space window, and finally could not search for the other one, letting it drift in the endless starry sky. Perhaps one day in the future, that priceless battle axe will meet its new owner, or perhaps the magical elements contained in its material will disappear completely, and its rank will fall back to ordinary.

The magical effect of the Dimensional Anchor appeared, and he could be considered to have temporarily cut off the means to continue chasing his opponent by teleportation, but now the distance to the other party has been shortened to more than 3,000 meters, which is already enough.

He raised the greatsword to his chest again, mustered all the divine power he had accumulated, and thrust forward swiftly. A black lightning bolt suddenly appeared in front of him, and instantly appeared behind the other party. Just as it was about to shoot straight into the other party's body, a halo flashed, and a dozen or so crystal-clear and kind small shields suddenly appeared around the other party's body, blocking this stab, and the price paid was three or four ice shields shattering into dust.

Whoosh! ! !

At the same time that Allen made the instant kill, he freed up his hand and threw out several heavy flying axes. Having learned the previous lesson, Sidney was also extra careful, resolutely not letting the protective power around his body show any flaws. Faced with the flying axes, he immediately counterattacked. His hands danced quickly and then waved, and several sharp ice arrows shot towards the flying axes and Allen's location. The two different materials of long-range weapons finally collided more than ten meters in front of Sidney and swung outwards.

However, the ice arrows shot at Allen were directly blocked by his greatsword in front of him. Not only did he easily block them, but he also took advantage of the opponent's distraction to get closer. It turned out that he had already activated the battle domain again, pulling each other into the domain to create a greater speed difference.

Sidney's expression was slightly cold, and he secretly complained in his heart. The worst situation he had imagined really appeared, but there was still more than a magic hour before the time limit for the Dimensional Anchor on his body to restrict teleportation magic. According to the current distance and speed difference between the two sides, I am afraid that the other party will chase him down in at most half a magic hour.

If his magic power and mental power were abundant, let alone half a magic hour, he would have means to deal with this relentless brother even for a few days and nights or even a month, but now his mental power and magic power are exhausted, and he can only cast two or three legendary magic spells at most before he can't continue.

While throwing out eighth and ninth-level magic scrolls and magic props to delay Allen's pursuit, Sidney sorted out the items in the dimensional equipment, and conceived a reasonable plan in his mind so that he could survive the last magic hour.

As long as he can actually use space-based magic such as magic flicker and shape-shifting, then it will be no problem for him to entangle with the other party for more than half a month.

The closer and closer opponent's back did not make Allen's mind relax in the slightest. All kinds of scrolls and magic props coming from the opponent were dodged or cut through by Allen cautiously and carefully, even if it would temporarily slow down his pursuit speed.

The most troublesome thing is that the opponent always flies towards the dense clouds in the sky. Although Allen can lock on to the opponent's aura, it is difficult to detect the props and scrolls that the opponent has set up in the clouds. When Allen closely follows the opponent's trail and rushes past the continuous clouds, all kinds of magic will suddenly erupt, bringing him a lot of trouble.

The showdown is coming to an end, writing a few more chapters is to show the power of the mage, otherwise, constantly boasting about how powerful the mage is, but after a fight, they can't see through it, then it would be a bit unworthy of the name.