Green Monster Epic

The atmosphere suddenly became rigid and cold, as if entering winter.

The five influential figures from the four major churches, their brows furrowed, glared at the calmly composed hobgoblin in front of them, a hint of killing intent lurking in the solemn atmosphere.

After finally uttering the word 'threat,' Allen felt a sense of relief throughout his body, and at this point, he had fewer concerns about speaking out.

"Presumably, all of you hold significant positions within your respective churches, and your words and actions carry weight. However, the words I am about to say are not something you are qualified to make any decisions on directly."

"So, please prick up your ears and remember every word I say in your hearts, and take it back to your Popes and Elders. You can discuss my proposal carefully."

A terrifying aura rose, and the five powerhouses couldn't help but change their expressions. If Allen's aura before the challenge was just a majestic image, then with the improvement of self-confidence and the sublimation of belief brought about by the success of this challenge, Allen's aura now emitted like an invisible negative blessing field, causing all beings whose aura was inferior to his to feel suppressed, like prey encountering a hunter.

Among them, three were only demigods in strength. Beings like Garfield had fine beads of sweat appearing on their faces, while the two powerhouses sitting on their left and right edges only frowned slightly, allowing Allen to probe their details at once.

"Enough!!!"

One of them, an old kobold with white hair who was sitting to Allen's left, activated his dragon bloodline, and faint traces of scales could be seen on his exposed skin. He slapped the table in front of him, and the table creaked and wobbled under the force.

"This meeting was personally invited by Patriarch Allen, but judging from your current attitude, you have no intention of having a good conversation at all. It seems that you are taking the respect that our major churches have for you as a child's play!!!"

"You are??"

Allen put away his expression and focused on this unfamiliar kobold.

"Galahad Kite, an ascetic from the Scarlet Crescent Church."

The kobold's eyes met Allen's, his gaze calm.

"You always have this superior attitude!!"

Allen shook his head and sighed helplessly: "Then I will change to a more straightforward way to make you understand how important the following conversation is to me and to you!!!"

Whoosh!!!

Allen's body rose from the ground, flying directly to a height of several hundred meters, then looked down at the representatives of the temples who were still sitting in place, his aura of overlooking all beings radiating across the entire land.

"Your Excellency Galahad Kite!!"

"This is the perfect place without anyone disturbing us. In the presence of the other four temple representatives, I would like to ask for your guidance."

"If I am fortunate enough to gain the upper hand, then please listen carefully when I state my vision next."

In the end, one still had to speak with strength. Although it was only less than a magic hour to talk with these representatives, Allen could still detect subtle arrogance and contempt in the depths of the other party's eyes, even if he had laid a good foundation in advance for this conversation.

If it weren't to make the temple envoys listen carefully to his opinions and to show his strength, why would Allen personally go south to launch two challenges with his character?

But as a result, the arrogance and superior mentality formed by the temple forces over countless years are not easy to change, even if they are facing a Saint.

"Patriarch Allen, everyone is an ally and partner in the same camp. We can have a good conversation about anything or any requirements. There is no need to go this far."

The expressions that Garfield and the others had just restrained collapsed again. Since they had held great power and interacted with people, no one had ever acted so unexpectedly as Allen.

On the other hand, the kobold Galahad, who was named by Allen, suddenly flew up when Garfield and the three were persuading Allen. After two breaths, he flew to the same height as Allen and confronted him from afar: "Your Excellency Allen is now well-known in the wilderness, and it is said that you are the well-deserved number one person in the wilderness."

"Although I also know that your current state is not at its peak, and it is I who have taken advantage of accepting your challenge at this time. However, I have been practicing hard for thousands of years, and since I was promoted to Saint, I have never had the opportunity to fight with all my strength. Now, facing your invitation, the number one person in the wilderness, I really can't refuse the idea of seeing your demeanor."

"There is no need for these pretentious pleasantries. Just say it straight if you are itching for a fight!!"

Allen raised his hand, and the dark gold greatsword, Bonesplitter, was already in his hand: "But I will say it first, although I don't like you, I don't intend to become enemies with the temple. This time our battle is just a friendly exchange. Whoever vomits blood and gets injured first will be considered a small defeat, and we will stop there."

"Just like you said, my current strength is indeed not at its peak, so this arrangement can be considered accommodating me, how about it??"

"Okay."

The kobold Galahad nodded upon hearing this, his eyes full of strong fighting spirit and excitement, ready to launch an offensive at any time.

"You have all heard it, so rest assured."

Allen looked down again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Of course, if you think you have the ability to kill me here, you can take the opportunity to attack together, and I am willing to accompany you!!"

"……"

Garfield and the others' little thoughts were seen through, their faces stiffened slightly, but they cleverly concealed it, shaking their heads and denying: "Your Excellency is scolding people!!"

"Are you ready??"

Allen uttered a word, and the aura of his body converged a bit, and a faint light rose on the surface of his body. By the time the last word fell, his body was already shrouded in a golden light.

The few knowledgeable priests and clerics below sensed the pure divine power manifested on Allen's body, their faces were full of shock, but their eyes contained a bit more greed and covetousness. If they could master such pure divine power, then the strength of a Saint would be within their reach.

However, in addition to the shock, they finally truly faced the progress Allen is now making on the road to godhood. Perhaps the temple has always misjudged the progress of this hobgoblin in the field of divine power, and underestimated the talent and luck of this genius goblin in becoming a god.

"Roar!!!"

When Allen asked, the kobold on the opposite side, who was at least three heads shorter than Allen, suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and a green light surged from his body and quickly spread. By the time the light dissipated, there was no longer Galahad's small figure in front of Allen, replaced by a behemoth more than twenty meters long - a Gold Dragon.

A golden dragon exceeding twenty meters in length already qualifies as an Ancient Dragon in the dragon hierarchy. Coupled with the inherent advantage of dragons being naturally half a tier higher, the mere presence it exuded was that of a top-tier Saint.

Shifting into a massive form, the golden dragon uttered mysterious and incomprehensible draconic words. Its body then began to shrink, ceasing only when it reached a size slightly taller than Allen.

Concurrently, the golden dragon's lengthy draconic incantation continued. During the not-so-long chant, spells imbued with potent magical energy were self-applied to its body. When everything was ready, the lithe and agile golden body, barely half a meter taller than Allen, was surrounded by a dozen golden essence shields and a shimmering magical barrier.

While the dragon prepared, Allen's facial expression turned serious, and he retrieved several legendary-grade magic and divine scrolls, unhesitatingly casting their enchantments upon himself.

As if that wasn't enough, Allen also took out two potions and, just as the dragon's self-buffing neared completion, he tilted his head back and downed them in one gulp.

It seemed that even though it was just a friendly exchange, both Saints were taking it very seriously, displaying their strongest forms.

"I'm coming!"

Seeing Allen standing with his sword planted, Gahl immediately understood that Allen was waiting for him to attack first. Therefore, he unceremoniously greeted Allen before pushing off the void with his limbs, transforming his entire figure into a golden pillar of light, directly charging towards Allen's chest.

"Bring it on!!!"

Allen roared, unable to conceal his excitement. He simultaneously activated Frenzy and the Dragon Might on his Black Dragon Scale Armor. Combined with the effects of the precious potions already taking effect within his body, Allen immediately displayed his strongest form, clearly not intending to engage in a battle of attrition.

Saint Slayer!!!

Raising his hand, he unleashed his strongest sword technique. The golden flames emanating from his body were completely absorbed into him as he prepared this strike. When he unleashed the slash, Allen's entire demeanor became extremely subdued. To outsiders, he appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary hobgoblin.

Successive life-or-death struggles had further refined Allen's swordsmanship, and the power of his techniques had also increased significantly.

The sword's momentum slashed downwards, directly affecting the real world. The surrounding space seemed to solidify. In Allen's eyes, the rapidly charging figure of his opponent seemed to be under the effect of a Slow spell. However, Gahl, Allen's opponent, felt something completely different.

Gahl, who believed he had entered his peak state, knew that even if his strength was somewhat inferior to the hobgoblin, it wouldn't be by much. Since humans could last for several days or even more than a month, then he would surely last even longer, perhaps even being evenly matched with his opponent.

Therefore, when charging towards Allen, Gahl's confidence was unprecedented. From the start, he intended to use the dragon's formidable melee advantage to engage Allen in close-quarters combat.

However, his charge was only halfway when he saw his opponent raise his heavy sword high, then slowly bring it down. The attack seemed simple and unadorned, with no apparent aura, but the powerful instincts of a dragon issued a frantic warning.

"…kop#^…"

Although confident in his own strength, Gahl did not ignore his draconic instincts. He uttered several mysterious draconic words in mid-air, and a magical halo rippled out from his body, rapidly spreading towards Allen, who was getting closer.

Magnetic Field.

An extension of the golden dragon's unique metal-based magical ability, constructing an area radiated by a positive electromagnetic field. All metal objects within this area would carry a positive electromagnetic charge. When they approached the golden dragon's main body, they would generate a powerful repulsive force. The closer they got to the golden dragon, the stronger the repulsive force; the faster they approached the golden dragon, the more the repulsive field's intensity would double.

It was with this unique domain-like ability that the golden dragon had made a great name for himself in close combat, earning the title of Close Combat King.

Deploying the field was still not safe enough. The golden dragon simultaneously manipulated the circulating golden essence protective shields around its body, erecting a defensive formation in front of it, which finally put its mind at ease.

Clang!!!

The several stacked golden essence shields took the brunt of the force, directly colliding with the seemingly simple and unadorned heavy sword's edge. The collision between the world's hardest metals did not result in a stalemate of equal force. Instead, as the heavy sword fell, the several stacked shields were as fragile as tofu before the heavy sword, easily cleaved apart without any obstruction, continuing to fall towards the golden dragon's main body.

The effect of the magnetic field was also insignificant. At least, Allen's decisive slash showed no significant change in motion, still uniformly lowering his arms and wielding the heavy sword.

"Roar!!!"

Gahl already sensed something was amiss, but it was too late to retreat. Seeing this, he simply ignored everything and spat out a ball of golden flames, which rapidly expanded, engulfing Allen as well.

At the same time, Gahl's pair of crimson-golden dragon claws tore through space, carrying black lightning, and met the incoming dark-golden heavy sword that had cleaved through the dragon breath, directly blocking it.

Clang!!!!!

The enormous shockwave stirred up a monstrous gale. Although the two were hundreds of meters in the air, the energy ripples spread outwards and eventually transmitted to the earth, actually triggering an earthquake. The four watching temple powerhouses struggled to maintain their balance, appearing so small in this gale and trembling space.

Whoosh!!

A black hole with a range of tens of meters appeared out of thin air, but it quickly contracted and repaired itself. At the same time, a golden figure broke through the range of the spatial rift and flew backwards into the distance, almost disappearing from everyone's sight.

A golden flame reappeared on Allen's body. The figure, like a war god, slowly walked out of the rift, but he did not make any pursuit movements, simply dragging his heavy sword and standing quietly in the void.

Soon after, Gahl, who had transformed back into a kobold form, had several finger joints missing from one of his hands. At the same time, his previously confident and healthy kobold face had become somewhat pale. His throat was constantly moving, as if swallowing something.

"I concede!!!"

Being a noble talent from the temple, at least his personality was not a problem. The conditions agreed upon before the exchange had now appeared on himself. Although the kobold Gahl was somewhat unwilling, he readily admitted his defeat.