Green Monster Epic

"This tribal camp is also empty. Judging from the surrounding traces, there must have been a considerable battle here before."

Flower Snake squatted in a camp that had been abandoned not long ago, looking at the faint traces on the ground and the blood-stained soil, his expression solemn.

"What exactly happened here?"

Allen frowned, his heart heavy.

If it were a械斗厮杀 (xiè dòu sī shā) [armed brawl] between two tribes, then some corpses or survivors fleeing into the wilderness should have been left behind. These survivors would often return to this camp to live in after realizing there was no danger, because even the simplest camp has simple fences and wooden houses to shelter from the wind and rain and avoid attacks from wild animals and poisonous insects.

However, they searched the vicinity of this camp for a long time, but still did not find any survivors or bones gnawed by wild animals, as if the people in this village had disappeared all at once.

"What should we do?"

Judging from the time this camp was abandoned, weeds had already started to grow in the village, indicating that the other party had been missing for about half a month, which made it extremely difficult for Flower Snake and the others to track them.

"Let's look for another tribal village. I don't believe that such a large wilderness with so many tribes can just fly away."

Allen composed himself and said firmly.

"Okay."

Flower Snake also had this intention. If this strange event could not be figured out, Flower Snake himself would not feel safe sleeping. In addition to his two daughters, Koir and Martha, Flower Snake also has two underage sons at home. Now they eat well, play well, and learn all kinds of professional knowledge in the village, which is much happier than when they were young.

Just for the beautiful future of his children, Flower Snake is unwilling to see any accidents happen to the Green Lake Village, which has finally developed, and he will not allow anything to threaten the safety of Green Lake Village.

After running for another half day, according to the tribal distribution map drawn by Salu before, Allen and the others found another settlement adjacent to the previous village ruins. But unfortunately, this remote settlement with a small population had also been emptied, just like the previous village.

The things they found seemed harmless, but Allen and Flower Snake felt heavier and heavier. Even such a small settlement with a population of only a dozen people and such a hidden location could not escape the other party's poisonous hands, which suggested that this hidden crisis in the dark was not small.

Having gained nothing, Allen and Flower Snake rushed about in the wilderness for a full half month before turning around and heading back to Green Lake Village.

In the western horizon, opposite to their direction, in a hidden valley in the long mountain range that separates the wilderness from the sea, countless heads were surging. The wilderness aborigines that Allen and the others had been searching for were now cowering in the narrow valley, struggling to survive.

On both sides of the valley, dozens of warriors wearing black armor, holding sharp blades, and covering their heads with helmets that concealed most of their faces were staring intently at the hundreds of prisoners below. Any slight disturbance would provoke a threatening display from the blades in their hands. At the end of the valley, piles of corpses like mountains were all the work of these warriors, making all the prisoners present afraid to move rashly.

At the exit of the valley, a building constructed of obsidian was slowly being built. The strong prisoners who had been selected were carrying heavy obsidian blocks, building the foundation of a building. Looking at the outline of the foundation that had already formed, it seemed to be a hexagram pattern. In the center of the hexagram, a monolithic obsidian pillar stood, and the outline of a humanoid creature was slowly taking shape under the carving of a craftsman. Judging from its appearance, it should be completely completed within half a month.

Such obsidian buildings are not only in this western valley of the wilderness. In fact, at this time, in the center of the inner city square of Light撫城 (Qīng Fǔ Chéng) [Light撫 City], a city with tens of thousands of people in the Spring Kingdom of mankind, one had just been completed.

Spring Kingdom, a neutral human principality bordering the Beastman Kingdom, worships the Spring Goddess of the natural pantheon. Although it is a human god, as a god whose authority is spring and the birth of all things, she naturally has a deep connection with nature, so it is not surprising that she joined the natural pantheon.

It is because she belongs to the natural pantheon that the principality established by her believers has become an excellent barrier to communicate with and defend against the Beastman Kingdom. Over the years, although there have been constant frictions with the Beastman Empire, it has also become a transit station for trade between the many human kingdoms and the Beastman Empire because of its neutrality, and commerce is very prosperous.

Light抚 City is a border city of the Spring Kingdom bordering the Lionheart Kingdom in the central inland, guarding the safety of the western border of the Spring Kingdom. The human kingdoms have overwhelming power and the wars of fighting each other have never stopped. Whenever a country has an ambitious king, they will want to expand their territory and expand the country's borders.

Because of its special role, the Spring Kingdom has had fewer wars, but the neighboring Lionheart Kingdom and the huge Beastman Empire have never really taken this buffer zone lightly.

In the inner city lord's mansion of Light抚 City, the garden was bustling with activity. Countless beautifully dressed young ladies and socialites gathered in groups, whispering to each other, and occasionally using white feather fans made of swan feathers to half-cover their faces and peek at the handsome men on the other side.

Next to the garden, a team of musicians lightly pulled various instruments, playing melodious music, adding a touch of warmth to the noisy environment.

Today is the 50th birthday of Viscount Marcel Sitte, the city lord of Light抚 City. He invited all the prominent figures in the city and greeted the well-dressed people he knew and didn't know with a smile. Among these people were dignitaries from this city, as well as merchants from other places who came to pay a visit and build relationships, and foreign friends who happened to be there. After all, it is normal for foreign friends to pass by Light抚 City as a border city.

"Everyone, don't be constrained by customs. I have something to do, so I won't entertain you."

As the city lord of the city, Viscount Marcel did not need too many transactions with these people in the garden. After expressing his attitude with a greeting, he bid farewell and left. There were still several important guests in the inner courtyard that were the focus of his hospitality today.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, the smile on Viscount Marcel's face became more cordial and enthusiastic. Compared to the slight isolation in his eyes when he was outside, the fiery feeling in his eyes at this time was genuine.

"With so much delicious food prepared by Viscount, it doesn't matter if we wait another half an hour!"

A long dining table was set up in the inner courtyard. There were not many people sitting on both sides of the table, only five or six people, but these five or six people controlled the safety of the entire Light抚 City.

Marcel sat in the seat of honor. With a wave of his hand, a beautiful female servant had already brought up the prepared tableware and wine glasses, and poured a glass of awakened wine.

"Knowing that Master Alex and you don't like to drink too much, I specially prepared red wine from 13257 of the Vinau vintage for you."

"It is said that the temperature and climate of this vintage of red wine are the best, and the fruit sugar and moisture of the grapes are also the most suitable, so this vintage of red wine is the most popular on the market."

"Everyone, taste it and see if my wine is the red wine of that year?"

"It really cost you, Viscount..."

A few people chatted, exchanging feelings with each other. No one would have thought that among these smiling guests in front of them, two were legendary powerhouses stationed in the city. One was the white-haired, energetic old man to Marcel's left, Alex Hall, the团长 (tuán zhǎng) [commander] of the Light撫 City Mage Group, 'Wrath of the Sky', and the other was Neilge Thornton, the middle-aged legendary war warrior and commander of the city guard to Marcel's right, '磐石 (Pán Shí)' [Rock].

The people sitting on both sides to help Marcel greet the two legendary powerhouses were mostly the heads of the major departments in the city.

The few people chatted very happily. As a mage, Alex himself was not good at drinking, because mages needed a clearer mind, so they usually politely declined anything alcoholic. However, this time, it was the birthday of the city lord, Viscount Marcel. Although Alex was only a colleague with Marcel as the commander of the city mage group, the supplies needed by the mage group and the salaries distributed to the members had to go through Marcel's hands, so Alex was embarrassed to refuse the other party's kindness, and happily accompanied him in his repeated toasts.

However, as the alcohol took effect, he felt his whole head was dizzy. At this time, it would be very difficult for him to cast spells.

On the other side, Neilge, who was born as a warrior, had a much better alcohol tolerance than Alex. Facing the frequent toasts from Marcel and several of his subordinates, he accepted them all and drank the red wine like beer. In a short period of time, two red blushes rose on Neilge's face, and even the tip of his nose gradually turned red.

Marcel's eyes flickered as he looked at the two legends who were a little drunk, and he felt very proud. As long as he could win over these two legends, his position would be more stable, and his family would have a better future.

However, as the banquet entered its final stage, several accompanying subordinates had already fallen in front of the table, and only the two legends were barely maintaining basic sobriety. Outside the garden, the lively atmosphere that had been there before had disappeared silently at some point, and the entire inner city lord's mansion seemed to become very quiet for a while.

"Viscount Marcel, it's about time. I think we should call it a night."

Master Alex supported himself on the table and stood up, speaking vaguely.

"Okay, I also think it's about time for the wine to be gone and the people to leave."

Viscount Marcel nodded, gently swirling the red wine in his hand, the blood-red liquid swirling around the glass.

"Master Alex, it's time for you to be on your way."

Marcel's expression changed rapidly. The intense atmosphere of warmth in his eyes was now replaced by an icy frost, and his face became wooden.

"Huh? What do you mean by that, Lord City Master?"

Nielge was more alert than Alex and was the first to realize the oddness in Marcel's words. His eyes widened as he stared directly at Marcel.

"It means nothing. I'm just saying that you two have worked so hard for my Light撫 City for so long, it's time for a long vacation!"

Marcel's tone was devoid of emotional fluctuations, as if he had become a puppet. The legendary mage Alex, who had finally reacted, realized something was wrong and cast a Mechanized Mind spell on himself to regain clarity.

"Something's not right. Viscount Marcel is being controlled, probably by a Charm Person spell!"

As a master of spells, although he had no clear evidence, his strong intuition prompted Alex, who had just regained consciousness, to quickly warn his companion Nielge.

"Hmph, a cowardly sneak, how dare you!"

A murderous aura flashed in Nielge's eyes. He stood up, ready to circulate his fighting spirit throughout the City Master's mansion, but unexpectedly, he staggered, almost falling to the ground. The power and fighting spirit that had filled his body now seemed completely out of control, like a stone dropped into a lake, having no effect no matter how Nielge tried to use it.

"...Hmph, dirty trick!"

A flash of anxiety flickered in Nielge's eyes. After regaining his balance, he calmly scanned the desolate inner courtyard of the City Master's mansion, trying to find the mastermind behind the scenes. At the same time, Nielge glanced at Alex, signaling him to help solve the current problem. Judging from Alex's previous spellcasting, he should still have some combat ability.

But Nielge didn't realize that the Mechanized Mind spell Alex had cast earlier was just a spell stored in Alex's magic ring. Alex, like Nielge, had no way to command the mental energy and strength within his body. His situation was even worse than Nielge's. At least, apart from his fighting spirit, Nielge's strong physique still provided some self-preservation even in the face of danger, while Alex, without magic and mental energy, was no different from an ordinary cripple.

"Careful!"

Nielge suddenly picked up a fork from the table and threw it like a dart towards Alex's back. Warned by Nielge, Alex, aided by the Mechanized Mind spell, ducked and shrank, unceremoniously diving under the dining table, just barely dodging a figure that emerged from behind him.

"So it's a Scythe Demon!"

The attacking figure revealed its true form. It had ram horns on its head and bone-like skin on the outside of its arms like scimitars, the sharp barbs almost piercing Alex's nape.

The Scythe Demon didn't stop, its arm-blades slicing the obstructing table in half, but Alex had already rolled out from underneath and stood with Nielge.

While confronting Marcel and the Scythe Demon, Nielge didn't forget to gulp down a bottle of high-level antidote. Because he didn't know if he was poisoned or what kind of poison he had been exposed to, he could only take a chance.

"Hehehe, what a strong physique!"

The curtain of the inner courtyard slowly opened, and a woman with most of her skin exposed, wearing only a few pieces of leather over her vital parts, walked out, revealing her graceful figure. Her chest was a pair of fierce weapons that attracted attention. However, a pair of small fleshy wings on her back, and a pair of cloven hooves instead of feet below her legs, along with a leather whip inlaid with several gems and a number of barbs, contrasted greatly with her beautiful figure and stunning face.

"Would you like me to keep you company tonight?"

The newcomer's voice was soft and soul-stirring, and just a few words made people's minds wander. Coupled with her charming expression, most men would probably be unable to resist at this moment.

"Another succubus, it seems Viscount Marcel was charmed by you?"

Master Alex looked expressionlessly at the pitiful succubus, his cold eyes staring directly at her, completely unaffected by her natural charm.

"Hehehe, our Lord City Master wasn't charmed by me. He just truly loves me and wants to become one with me."

The succubus swayed her lotus steps to Viscount Marcel's side, acting like a little woman leaning on Marcel's chest, gently stroking him. "Isn't that right, dear?"

"Yes, yes."

Marcel seemed to be entranced, foolishly hugging the succubus, his hands groping around restlessly, his face full of enjoyment and affection.

"Then will you give me your heart?"

"Of course, take it."

"Then I'll take it!"

After the succubus said this, her fingers suddenly clenched into claws, reaching into Viscount Marcel's chest. The hard ribs were like nothing in the face of the succubus's powerful strength, and even when his heart was taken out alive, Marcel's face showed no pain, still wearing a satisfied and affectionate expression.

"Damn you, how dare you!"

Nielge was unable to protect himself. While the succubus was performing, her partner, the Scythe Demon, was not idle. Wielding two scimitars, it chased after Nielge, forcing him to rely on his physical strength to dodge.

"\u0026%*……%￥#……"

After taking the high-level antidote, Alex felt that the poison in his body had been contained. He took the opportunity to concentrate and mobilize his mental energy, preparing to cast a Light Body spell to at least give himself some melee opportunities.

"Hehehe, you human powerhouses are really amazing. You can still cast spells even after being poisoned by the toxin extracted from Abyss Jellyfish. But I advise you to give up. Your delicious soul belongs to me today!"

The succubus's charming eyes swept away, and the long whip in her hand swirled several large circles in the air, directly wrapping around Alex.

"Pa!"

The long whip wrapped around a wooden chair, instantly turning the chair into a pile of broken wood, while Alex, after throwing out the long whip, accelerated and crashed into the window of the doorway, smashing a large hole in the intact window.

After exiting the inner courtyard living room, Alex didn't delay. The Light Body spell he had finally completed made his movements more agile. He reached into his dimensional bag and threw out a fifth-order Ice Cone spell scroll towards the hole, just in time to meet the pursuing succubus. At the same time, Alex continued to move his hands, throwing out scrolls as if they were free, either casting protective spells on himself or throwing destructive spells at the succubus, delaying her pursuit.

After finally passing through the not-so-long corridor and arriving at the outer garden, there were countless human bodies lying scattered in the garden, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. Presumably, they were ambushed like Alex and his companions.

At this time, Alex was affected by the Mechanized Mind, and there were no emotional changes. After seeing the sky dotted with vast stars, he raised his right hand and was about to release a military signal flare he carried with him, when a heavy and depressing mental pressure struck. The signal flare, which had just risen about ten meters and was about to bloom with brilliant flames, quietly extinguished, and the sky returned to silence.

"Useless trash, I created such a good opportunity for you, and you almost caused trouble!"

In the sky, a figure completely shrouded in a gray-brown hooded cloak hovered in the air. Although he could not be seen, one could feel a strong, steady, and sharp aura just by hearing his voice.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Your Excellency!"

The succubus, who arrived late, knew that she had not done a good job. She slightly bent her body towards the powerhouse in the sky, restraining the teasing smile on her face and apologizing.

"Who are you!"

Alex's eyes were deep, and the magic robe on his body flashed with magical light. Feeling the strong threat, he finally activated the protective spells stored in the magic items.

Even when facing the Scythe Demon's attack, Alex had not been so cautious. It was a recognized fact that mages were difficult to kill, especially the higher the level of the mage, the more difficult it was to kill them. This was not only because they themselves had various protective and blessing spells, but also because the clothes and accessories worn by mages were all magic items with magical effects.

Although Alex had temporarily lost his ability to cast spells, he was confident that he could escape the pursuit of a mere high-level succubus with the help of various magic items and scrolls.

However, with the appearance of the legendary powerhouse in the sky, Alex knew that he would probably have to fight for his life this time.

"Hmph!"

The other party ignored Alex's response and gestured with his staff. Soon, a 9th-level Mordenkainen's Disjunction spell turned into a halo, directly enveloping Alex's body, which was filled with various protective magic. At the same time, a Mage Hand followed closely behind, completely without worrying about the possibility of the Disjunction spell failing. After disintegrating all the luxurious equipment one by one, Alex himself, who had been reduced to nothing, was grabbed in the hand.

"Crack!"

"It's you..."

When Alex was lifted into the air by the Mage Hand, he happened to see the face under the felt hat. Even the Mechanized Mind could not stop Alex's incredulous expression. However, as the Mage Hand violently twisted his neck, the life in Alex's eyes disappeared after his cervical spine was broken, and his wide eyes kept staring at the murderer.

Inside the inner courtyard hall, a piercing scream echoed as Nilge, relying solely on his physical strength to contend with a high-ranking scythe demon, ultimately failed to escape its relentless pursuit. Covered in various wounds, Nilge's movements were hampered by an injury to his calf, and he was finally caught off guard by a backhanded thrust. The demon's arm-mounted spikes pierced his heart through his chest, leaving him gasping for breath and collapsing to the ground.

"Alright, the rest is up to you. I still need to deal with that group of mages in the city!"

The powerful figure overseeing the battle from the sky, seeing the two greatest threats on the ground neutralized, didn't linger. With a whoosh, he flew towards the east side of the city.

What followed was a demon's revelry, a wild slaughter in the garden, as they savored the delicious flesh and souls of the material world.

No one could have imagined that tonight would mark the end of the age of peace that Feyman World had enjoyed for countless years. The deaths of two legendary figures ushered in an era of chaos and bloodshed for this world.

An hour later, the figure who had assassinated Alex in the city lord's mansion appeared outside the city walls. As he ascended into the sky, he chanted a magical incantation in a low voice, accompanied by the waving of his staff. A wide-area trick-level bubble spell, encompassing the entire city, was cast. The faint magical fluctuations went unnoticed in the city, as the loss of two legendary figures and an entire mage group left almost no one capable of detecting the powerful figure's spell.

At the same time, four more figures appeared in the sky outside the city. Within the city, now enveloped by the bubble spell, they unleashed fierce, burning flames. The light from the flames couldn't penetrate the pre-prepared mist spell, and the guards on the city walls were all put to sleep with a sleep spell. As the bubble spell consumed all the oxygen in the city, tens of thousands of people within the city lost their lives in their sleep due to asphyxiation.

This was a meticulously planned conspiracy. Five legendary-level or higher spellcasters suddenly appeared in this small border city without being detected by the Spring Country's powerful intelligence network, nor by the Spring Goddess who overlooked the world from the endless sky. The difficulty involved was unimaginable. Who would have thought that the powerful figure who appeared in the city lord's mansion was actually one of the world's most powerful individuals, a Saint-level spellcaster of level 20.

"The rest is up to you."

After personally slaughtering tens of thousands of people, the five powerful spellcasters were all somewhat emotionally affected. They entrusted the cleanup work to another spiritual entity that suddenly emerged from the void.

"Heh heh heh, you humans are truly ruthless. This entire city is filled with your own compatriots, yet you don't show the slightest hesitation in your actions!"

The spiritual entity was fearless, as its physical body wasn't present, so it didn't fear the other party becoming enraged and annihilating it. Therefore, it mockingly looked at these so-called demigods and saints. Who would have thought that these powerful assassins were actually the human heroes admired and praised by all?

"Humph, Gul'dan, don't try to provoke me. Sooner or later, you will die by my hand."

An old man with snow-white hair and a kind face couldn't hide the anger and killing intent in his eyes as he stared directly at the demonic projection before him, making his vow.

"Heh heh heh, I look forward to that day, but I think it won't be long before we meet in the Feyman World. I'll be waiting for you to kill me then!"

The demonic spiritual entity didn't care about the other party's killing intent, and even wanted to continue provoking him, responding with a sneer.

"Enough!! Let's go!!"

The human saint, who seemed to be the temporary leader of the five powerful figures, suddenly shouted sternly, not even looking at the demon again, and turned to fly towards the western horizon.

As the five human powerhouses left the city devoid of life, the demon looked at the stars in the sky, and the buildings in the forest on the ground, and roared loudly, "Idiots, hurry up and get out here and work!!"

With the demon's call, a group of demonic troops with hideous goat horns and skin keratinized like it was stained with blood suddenly emerged from the darkness and rushed towards the closed city. As these figures nimbly climbed the high city walls, it wasn't long before the west gate of the city slowly opened with a creak.

A long caravan slowly approached, with a human wearing a black monk's robe and skin with faint snake-scale patterns walking in front.

When he reached the place where the demonic spiritual entity was suspended, the human took off the felt hat on his head and groveled on the ground, "Great master, your most loyal believer has come at your call."

"Is everything I asked you to prepare ready?"

The demon Gul'dan's eyes showed a cruel and excited look as he gazed at the lifeless city, casually questioning the servant who was bowing his head and dare not look directly at him.

"In response to the master, everything is ready."

The human replied humbly.

"Go, before the sun rises, I want to see the flesh and blood altar appear before me!!"

"My army in the city will help you build the altar and collect the flesh and blood sacrifice."

Gul'dan nodded slightly, and then waved his hand to signal the other party to start their actions, while not forgetting to remind them, "As long as you do what I ask you to do this time, I will grant you eternal life and endless wealth!"

"Thank you, great master!!"

The kneeling figure, and the group of evil cultists behind him, all had a rush of blood to their faces, and they were crazy and persistent.

After receiving permission, the human led this team of people and slowly drove into the city.

"Heh heh heh, I can't wait any longer, this familiar smell, this tempting soul!!"

No one bothered him. Although the demonic spiritual projection couldn't feel the slightest aura of the material world, at this moment, he was surging with excitement, his eyes filled with greedy desire, and he began to fantasize about the coming of the great moment.

The time for the spiritual projection ended, and Gul'dan's figure slowly disappeared into the sky outside the city, returning to the abyss that was always filled with the smell of sulfur. On the bank of a river where lava was constantly rolling, an endless army of demons was solemnly lined up in a square formation. Under the strong suppression of various high-level demons, they were anxiously waiting for the arrival of the crucial moment.

In the center of the world where the demon army was located, a towering mountain that stood abruptly on the plain housed a magnificent palace complex. In the dark-toned palace complex, there were sentries every three steps and guards every five steps. The powerful demons who were so crazy and unruly outside were now orderly wearing exquisite armor, holding sharp spears, and standing guard over this magnificent building.

In the main hall of the palace, two powerful demons over 30 feet tall were looking at each other. The wine in their glasses was gently rippling, and the liquid inside made a soft scream, as if there were living people in the scarlet wine.

One of the demon figures had a pair of strong flesh thorns on his back, and the top of the gorgeous staff he was holding had a gemstone that was flowing with colorful light, slowly emitting magical fluctuations and slowly dissipating towards the entire world.

"This time, I'll help you cover it up for the sake of dealing with humans, but I'll get at least 1/3 of the human souls you obtain."

The demon holding the scepter, casting spells while enjoying the wine, had a look in his eyes that was full of flowing light and color, making it impossible to figure out his true thoughts, but the cold aura that he occasionally revealed was silently reminding the people around him of his power.

"Okay, no problem."

The other, taller demon, had six fingers on each hand. If you looked closely, you could even see that the soles of his claw-like feet also had six toes. At this time, hearing the request made by Mongkou, the demon who was temporarily cooperating with him, he agreed indifferently, "As long as you can temporarily help me hide from the attention of those guys in the sky and allow my vanguard legion to obtain enough flesh and blood sacrifices, everything is negotiable."

"Don't worry, with me here, even if those guys use great prophecy, they won't be able to detect your movements."

The winged demon powerhouse, who had received a satisfactory answer, said confidently.

In the Feyman World, in the heartland of the Lionheart Kingdom, on the border, armies from various kingdoms were rushing in from all directions, taking advantage of the night to speed up their march. At this time, they put aside the hatred and conflicts between their countries, and for the first time, they gathered in the Lionheart Kingdom as a powerful coalition army.

In Mansha City, in the Mansha Wilderness, the major taverns, casinos, and brothels were still brightly lit, and countless wilderness natives were living and dying drunk in them, lingering and forgetting to return.

In the Orc Empire, in the capital of Keqin, the high priest of the Orc God - Gruumsh, suddenly woke up from his sleep, and a grand and eternal voice echoed in his mind: "The horn of war has been sounded, my children, prepare for battle!!!"

"Alas!!!"

In the endless starry sky, the God of Death, Jergal, let out a long sigh.

"Another harvest season has arrived."