Green Monster Epic

Boom!!!

With a single punch, the golden light before him collapsed and shattered, stirring up waves of violent winds and shockwaves that rapidly spread out, blasting the divine official holding the scripture and warhammer hundreds of meters away.

"God said, let there be light!!"

A massive sword of light rapidly materialized as the divine official's sacred and dignified voice fell, and stabbed straight towards the opponent who had followed up after landing a successful blow.

The powerful, plainly dressed martial monk before him was fearless, his right hand, clad in a pair of gauntlets, clenched into a fist, resolutely swinging and colliding with the tip of the light sword.

Crack!

After a brief struggle, the light sword couldn't withstand the crushing force and shattered like glass. The incredibly condensed magic power within lost control, tearing and distorting space while releasing violent energy outwards.

Boom!!

An even more enormous and turbulent shockwave instantly tore through space, and a dense, dangerous black web rapidly spread out, extending towards the surrounding hundred-meter radius.

From afar, the Saint-level divine official, Frank, couldn't help but sway under the fierce shockwave, but the powerful martial monk at the core of the impact remained unmoved. Even as the extremely dangerous spatial rifts slashed across the martial monk's thinly clad body, besides the simple clothing snapping and revealing the well-defined, bronze-colored skin, no trace of any injury could be seen.

The martial monk stepped on the void, his figure suddenly pulling out a series of afterimages, crashing straight into the continuous black lightning, his target still directly aimed at the divine official Frank, who was also at the Saint level.

"God said, those who believe in me shall receive my protection!!"

Frank's expression was grave, his lips constantly moving, uttering devout and sacred prayers that were finally completed before the opponent's attack landed. A golden light surged from the warhammer and scripture in his hands, transforming into an oval-shaped sphere of light, firmly shielding him. It was the strongest defensive divine art in the holy system—Divine Protection.

With the power of a Saint, the powerful divine art he cast gave Frank great confidence that he could withstand even an attack from a divine incarnation.

But when the martial monk's iron fists smashed onto his shield, watching as the shield continuously caved inwards, almost touching his eyelids, a hint of fear couldn't help but flash in Frank's pupils.

Thump thump!!

The martial monk's gauntlets were enveloped in a hazy, greyish glow. Each time they smashed onto the golden light, the light dimmed slightly. And within a single breath, the martial monk's fists had already landed more than a dozen times, quickly depleting the energy contained within the Divine Protection.

Clang!!

With another punch, the divine art's brilliance dissipated in response, and Frank, once again exposed to the martial monk's iron fists, hadn't yet completed his next divine art, and could only use his spirit to connect to a precious red gem on his warhammer.

Crack!

The gem's surface shattered into a web, turning into dust that fell from the embedded recess, while the energy contained within it flashed with the magic runes drawn on the gem's surface, forming another defensive divine art.

Thump!!

The iron fist directly smashed onto this shield-shaped barrier. Although the barrier withstood the Saint-level martial monk's full-force strike, the enormous impact was still fed back to the shield and its master behind it. The Saint-level divine official was completely unable to resist it, and was blasted three miles away.

Just as the martial monk was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, his spiritual field, which enveloped several miles around, sensed a trace of abnormality. Immediately, without thinking, he thrust his right fist, which he had just retracted, into the void again.

Roar!!

The fist, swung to some extreme, compressed the air in front of the martial monk, and at the same time, a vast and condensed battle aura erupted from the fist's edge. A vivid and lifelike fierce tiger-shaped powerful combat skill had already shot out, roaring towards the distant divine official.

At the same time, the martial monk twisted his waist, performing an upside-down golden hook kick in the air, and the same combat skill burst forth from his toes, directly targeting the half-elf ahead, who was being imprisoned and protected by several powerful divine arts on the mottled earth.

In an instant, before the earth, more than two hundred meters to the left of the half-elf, was reached with swiftness, the entire earth cracked, and a ghostly figure was forced out of the shadow plane.

Seeing that he had been exposed, the lizardman shadow warrior no longer held back. With a shadow leap, his figure disappeared from the current space, and when he reappeared, he was already in the shadow position closest to the target being protected by divine arts.

Stepping out of the shadow plane, relying on his memory and powerful combat experience, the pair of longswords in the lizardman's hand had already howled like the wind, countless sword energies flying towards the protective divine arts and magic shields from different casters.

"Courting death!!"

Although he had lost the initiative, the martial monk Saint was not flustered at all. Since he had personally taken action this time, unless a divine incarnation personally arrived, there was no possibility that this target would fall into the hands of others.

As the sound of thunder fell, the martial monk's left fist struck again. The 'Raging Tiger' combat skill's phantom roared and charged forward, regarding both the lizardman and the half-elf female on the ground as targets of attack.

Taking advantage of the vacuum passage formed by the impact of the Raging Tiger combat skill, the martial monk's following movements were even more swift, almost comparable to lightning, and he was about to kill to the ground in an instant.

At this time, the newly appeared lizardman powerhouse's attacks had not even been able to break through several powerful legendary divine arts and magic protections, and he had no choice but to turn back, raise his sword, and stir up a black hurricane to deal with the 'Raging Tiger' combat skill that was killing him.

The two great combat skills collided with each other, and the lizardman powerhouse, whose strength was only demigod, barely managed to parry the martial monk's offensive, and could no longer spare any attention to other things.

The remaining power leaked from the Saint-level combat skill shattered the several protections that the demigod lizardman had failed to completely break through, revealing the true appearance of the half-elf female, Martha, inside, who was both frightened and resigned to her fate.

Seeing that the target was close at hand, a hint of joy flashed in the martial monk's eyes, and he stretched out a bear paw to grab it.

Buzz!!

A golden light suddenly horizontally separated the martial monk and the half-elf Martha. With a crisp sound of 'thump,' the martial monk's large palm struck the golden light shield, stirring up a ripple, but the light shield still stood firmly.

The divine official Frank, who had been blasted away and was rushing towards this place, breathed a slight sigh of relief, but did not dare to delay, and continued to utter prayers to prepare for the next divine art.

"Hmph!"

The martial monk snorted coldly. While retracting his right hand's bear paw, his left hand had already come forward, his two fingers joined together in an eagle claw shape, about to tear the tough light membrane to shreds.

Buzz buzz!!

Although the three legendary-level powerhouses from the Church of Nature in the distance did not dare to approach the battlefield of the Saint-level powerhouse, they were not idle. Amidst the obstruction of the powerhouses from the Oak Throne, they still threw out several protective divine arts, magic, or scrolls, once again protecting Martha.

A phantom flashed past behind the martial monk. The lizardman demigod, who had just disappeared in the Raging Tiger combat skill, killed back again, each of his two one-handed swords aiming for a vital point on the martial monk, resolutely falling.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, two other powerful auras suddenly appeared in the sky. Before they even arrived, the arrogant voice of one of them had already reached everyone's ears.

"Jie jie jie!!"

"The great Devouring Flame Dragon has descended upon this place! You incompetent rats, quickly stick out your asses and scram!!"

"That little fellow trapped by you is our prey!!!"