Green Monster Epic

Above the firmament, though cloudless for ten thousand miles, thunder rumbled and gales raged.

The strongest warrior in the Mansa Wilderness, the Kobold Saint Alan, traversed the sky, single-handedly facing two powerful Saint-level beings from the Elven Kingdom, with abundant resources and formidable methods, not losing ground in the slightest.

The battlefield of the three combatants was not fixed; one moment they would appear tens of miles away, and the next they would be right in front of each other. No creature dared to linger and gaze from afar, fearing that they might be implicated and meet a disastrous end.

However, at this moment, the movements and methods of the three powerhouses had become somewhat restrained, not because their bodies were weakened by the prolonged battle, but because they had unknowingly moved the battlefield to the skies above the Thorns Fortress, and wisps of rising smoke filled their nostrils.

With a heavy sword slash, Alan cleaved away the silver dragon, whose size far exceeded his own, forcing it to slide back more than ten meters. Turning his head, Alan used the Ripple Step to tap the void, creating ripples in space, and his slender and agile figure rapidly approached the elven priest Helena, who was hundreds of meters away.

As a priest, the combat skills and experience she displayed were very sophisticated, definitely no less than Feng Ke Luke, O'Neida, and other peak Saint-level beings within the Temple of Nature that Alan had fought before, earning Alan's respect.

Therefore, in the battle, Alan focused most of his attacks on this female elf, displaying all his honed combat skills, but still failing to subdue this powerful and devout follower of the Elven God-King.

Of course, the other party was also unable to subdue Alan, even with the help of another Saint-level being.

While fighting, Alan did not forget to cast his powerful mental threads towards the ground, observing the progress of the bloody battlefield on the earth.

When he sensed that several breaches had been blasted open in the outer walls of the Thorns Fortress, and countless Northland warriors were striding forward with firm steps towards the interior of the city, Alan's calm face became a little more animated.

It seemed that this first war of invading the Elven Kingdom's border would soon be decided.

"... Hmm??"

Just as Alan's heart was stirring with some thoughts, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately looked up at the elven priest who was dodging his pursuit and constantly chanting spells to cast divine magic.

"Doesn't your current behavior count as crossing the line???"

After a long and fierce battle, Alan finally spoke again during the fight, reminding Helena of her little trick with an unfriendly tone.

It turned out that just now, when Alan's mental threads swept across the complex city of the Thorns Fortress, and passed through the most intense and tense inner city battlefield in the center of the fortress, he discovered that there was a powerful magical force in this battlefield, affecting both sides of the fight.

And the source of this powerful magical force was none other than the elven Saint-level priest who was fighting and battling with him in the air—Helena.

Helena could expand her domain to cover a ten-mile radius centered on her body. At this time, during the process of the two sides moving and fighting, under the conscious guidance of the other party, the battlefield was transferred to the sky above the Thorns Fortress, which allowed Helena to project her domain onto the ground battlefield.

As a strong contender for the next Holy Maiden of the Church of the Supreme Forest, Helena relied on her strong talent and devout faith to gain the favor of the Elven God-King Corellon, granting her the authority to borrow part of his divine authority and divine power.

Being able to borrow the authority and divine power of serving the gods also meant that Helena's domain, expanded with her Saint-level strength, possessed some kind of divine authority domain special effect, such as the elven army covered by the domain in the battlefield at her feet gaining healing, vitality, strength, and other blessings, and the priests and pastors belonging to the Church of the Supreme Forest being able to release divine magic with greater power and lower consumption in the domain, and so on...

In a sense, Helena's existence was equivalent to a legally existing terrestrial deity in the Feyman world. Although she might not be able to use divine authority, domain, and divine power as skillfully as a divine incarnation or projection, she also had her own advantages. She did not need to worry about being targeted and expelled by the will of the plane, and could freely exert her strength.

However, from Alan's perspective at this moment, what the other party was doing was obviously deviating from the relevant hidden rules that the powerhouses of the Temple of Nature had told him, regarding the actions of Saint-level beings.

If it were not for the existence of these restrictions, which made Alan somewhat apprehensive, he would never have allowed his clansmen to fight on the battlefield while he remained indifferent.

Even this battle with the two elven powerhouses, Alan had deliberately angered the other party to make them attack first, in order to avoid being seized by the other party and having them send more powerhouses from within their kingdom than from the wilderness to participate in the battlefield fighting of ordinary armies.

"Do I cross the line? I didn't participate in the war of mortals on the ground!!"

Helena turned her head and smashed a powerful divine spell towards Alan, her eyes full of nonchalance. From her response, it was clear that she knew what Alan was dissatisfied with.

However, in the eyes of the arrogant elven saints, those so-called potential rules targeting saint-level existences were more prepared for saints outside the five major god systems. As for the powerhouses belonging to the forces that formulated the rules, even if they slightly overstepped the rules, as long as it was not too excessive, there would be no problem.

Just like now, Helena covered the battlefield with her own domain, adding the blessing of domain special effects to the elven army fighting on the ground, trying to reverse the elven army's decline on the battlefield.

"If you have the ability, you can imitate my approach!!"

Helena raised her head slightly and said provocatively.

Helena was actually also distressed in her heart. The kingdom and the church sent her and Kenny to the border fortress to sit in town, to prevent the Northland from taking advantage of the fire to rob and invade the kingdom's border, and to prevent the same existence from possibly intervening in the battlefield. But when they saw that the powerful Elven Kingdom army was no match for the barbaric and ignorant army of the Northland, how could the proud and self-respecting elven saints endure the elven compatriots fighting to the death in front of them one by one?

Although at their current status, the life and death of mortals were not valued by them, the powerful and elegant image that the elven race had established for tens of thousands of years was also something they wanted to continue to maintain.

So Helena tried to find a way on the edge of this gray area of potential rules, and conveniently helped the elven army fighting on the ground.

"Humph!!"

Alan glared at this shameless elf with disdain in his tiger eyes, and with a backhand sweep of his heavy sword, he flung out dozens of golden blade lights, smashing a large area of frost ice arrows and ice cones behind him. The heavy sword Bone Cleaver continued to swing backward, just hitting a pair of dragon claws covered by frost. As sparse sparks rose, the heavy sword and the dragon claws and dragon tail intertwined one after another, and only after a dozen moves did they both fly away.

At this time, a mass of golden light had already formed above Helena's Divine Tome, turning into a beam of light that went straight for Alan's chest.