Green Monster Epic

In the sky, two figures, one in front and one behind, were engaged in a chase. From time to time, drops of blood fell. If one were to get closer, one could see that both figures were covered in various wounds.

After a fierce battle, the victor was Allen. The legendary figure who had been ambushed was severely injured from the start. Although his recovery ability was stronger after advancing to the legendary rank, the lost blood could not be replenished in a short time. It was only natural that his body became weaker and weaker, so he could only flee in a panic.

Allen gritted his teeth and persevered. He had to make the bastard who had caused such great losses to the Green Field Tribe pay a heavy price. Otherwise, if this guy safely escaped from the Green Field Plains, then it would be Allen's turn to have a headache.

No one would want their tribe to be targeted by a legendary powerhouse, as it would bring too much trouble.

Only by beating this bastard until he was in pain would he learn a lesson, understand the consequences of offending the hobgoblins, and know when to stop.

Allen reached behind him with his blood-stained hand, pulled out, and threw a flying axe directly. The sound of the air being torn apart created a shrill whistling sound. The legendary figure in front pricked up his ears. Hearing the movement behind him, his figure drew an arc in the sky. At the last moment, he passed the flying axe. The fierce wind messed up the few hairs exposed on the top of his head.

Taking advantage of the opponent's dodge, Allen mobilized energy in his right foot again, carrying him to chase after his opponent by several meters. He unreservedly slashed out with the Wrath Strike, shooting towards any direction around the opponent.

"Ha! !"

The legendary figure, who had been flying forward, suddenly turned around, but did not delay his gliding motion. A long spear was thrown directly, smashing fiercely towards Allen. At the same time, he held a steel axe made of star-patterned meteorite iron in his right hand, blocking the damage from several Wrath Strikes. At the same time, he was blown away by the fierce wind condensed by the Wrath Strikes, once again increasing the distance between him and Allen.

On the legendary figure's body, the deepest wound on his left shoulder had gradually stopped bleeding. The originally exquisite and sturdy armor was now tattered and unrecognizable. It had long lost its original function under Allen's reckless and crazy fighting.

Allen's eyes were sharp. He clenched his left hand fiercely, and the long spear that had been shot towards him was firmly controlled by him. The surging legendary power from the spear forced Allen's advancing figure to pause for a moment before he regained his momentum.

After chasing for a long time without success, Allen was already a little discouraged. If a legendary figure wanted to escape, unless his strength was suppressed or he had other helpers to hold him back, it would be really difficult to stop him. Not to mention that Allen was just a novice who had just entered the legendary rank, and his relative strength was weaker than his opponent, making it even more difficult to chase after his figure.

He turned his hand and shot the long spear back fiercely. Even though he knew that the material of this long spear, which could be collected by a legendary figure, must be good, Allen did not hesitate at all, only hoping to delay his opponent for a moment.

Whoosh!

The long spear disappeared the moment it left his hand. When it reappeared, it was only a few meters away from the fleeing figure. At this time, even if the opponent wanted to avoid it and change direction again, it was a little too late, so he turned around and used an axe to knock the long spear away.

Ding! !

The long spear spun and flew far away in the sky, finally falling to the ground. However, because of the delay caused by this long spear, the opponent's figure slowed down a bit, and the distance that had been widened before was once again chased back by Allen.

At this time, Allen continued to chase after his opponent with inertia, and his hands were already on the hilt of the Bone Cleaver. A huge amount of wrath and various energies that could be mobilized in the air were injected into the Bone Cleaver's blade. At the same time, Allen's powerful spirit condensed into a belief, which was integrated into the raging wrath in the Bone Cleaver's blade, producing a strange change.

The surging wrath attached to the Bone Cleaver's blade, as if burning, suddenly became quiet and restrained with the injection of Allen's mental power, until it was completely integrated into the Bone Cleaver's blade, without any leakage.

"Die! !"

The distance between Allen and the legendary figure was more than thirty meters, and the Bone Cleaver's blade, together with Allen's arms, was only two meters at most. However, Allen ignored the long distance. He raised the long sword high and then slashed down fiercely. In the process, he had already used the force skills of the Wrathful Heavy Slash.

The Bone Cleaver's restrained blade seemed ordinary at this time, and Allen's slash was just simple and unadorned. However, the figure who was frantically moving forward in the distance, with Allen's slashing action, was suddenly scratched with a deep bloodstain on his back near his left shoulder, and then his left arm drooped down unnaturally.

The Bone Cleaver was clearly held in Allen's hand, but its blade seemed to appear at the enemy's back at the same time. The long distance of more than thirty meters seemed to not exist in Allen's eyes at this time.

"Ah! ! !"

A shrill scream came from the legendary figure. Obviously, Allen's sword had completely injured the opponent severely. Although he did not understand why he had inexplicably suffered a severe injury, the legendary figure's strong will played a role. Although surprised, he did not panic. He directly took out a scroll. After his figure became illusory for a while, he reappeared hundreds of meters away.

At this time, the legendary figure, who had just escaped from the effect of the High-Level Teleportation Scroll, glared at Allen fiercely, and then fled into the distance without looking back.

Allen stopped his footsteps, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "No matter who you are, if you appear in my tribe's territory again next time, I will make sure you never return! !"

There was no way. If a legendary figure really wanted to escape, unless his strength was suppressed or he had other helpers, it would be extremely difficult to keep his opponent. Not to mention that Allen was just a hobgoblin who had just entered the legendary rank. If he was compared with the enemy he was chasing, his strength was actually far behind his opponent.

The current effect was achieved because Allen had paid the price of the lives of many people in the tribe, and half of the village was destroyed, in exchange for a sneak attack, which finally allowed the opponent to escape with serious injuries.

When the opponent's figure completely disappeared below the horizon, and his spirit could not sense the opponent's existence, Allen's whole person directly slumped down. The weakness period of狂怒 was now largely controlled with the advancement to the legendary rank, but the seemingly divinely assisted sword before had almost exhausted Allen's full mental power and wrath.

Although the effect was unexpectedly powerful, the after-effects were also huge. Allen would not easily use it in the future unless it was absolutely necessary.

Taking a deep breath, Allen, who had fallen from the sky, smashed heavily on the ground, his legs standing firmly on the ground. In Allen's opinion, the feeling of being down-to-earth was far more comfortable and real than wandering back and forth in the sky before.

After regaining some spirit and wrath, Allen took advantage of the recovery period to find the long spear that the legendary figure had shot before. At the same time, he ran to the place where the legendary figure had been cut by him from the air, and searched for a piece of flesh the size of a palm.

After carefully examining this piece of flesh that should have fallen from the legendary figure, Allen still could not identify what race the other party belonged to, but he did think of the place where this piece of flesh would go next.

In the sky, a falcon occasionally appeared among the clouds, silently watching the slaughter on the ground, until Allen's figure disappeared into that dilapidated village. Only then did it spread its wings and fly off in search of food.

Returning to the tribe, it was a scene of devastation. The air lingered with the stench of blood, and various sobs and sorrowful emotions echoed in the ears.

"Chieftain!! Mighty!!"

"Ah!!!!! Chieftain!!"

When Allen's figure appeared before everyone, all the sadness and heavy emotions became void and ethereal with the sound of sharp, worshipful shouts.

At this moment, the fact that Allen had advanced to Legend was no longer just his personal joy, but something that the entire Green Field Tribe, over a thousand people, were excited about. Who would have thought that more than twenty years ago, that dilapidated and backward tribe, struggling to make ends meet, would now be able to produce a Legend-level powerhouse.

With Allen, this wise and powerful being, stationed in the Green Field Tribe, and based on the common lifespan of a Legend being over 200 years, the Green Field Tribe would have a longer period of stability in the future.

"So, you've already advanced to Legend. It seems I've lost after all. I'll hand over all the power of the tribe to you from now on."

After calming the restless emotions of the tribesmen, Allen first found Flower Snake, who was receiving divine术 healing from Linas. At this time, Flower Snake, who had hardly a complete bone in his body, only stared at Allen sadly for a long time when Allen returned, and finally said a few words that made Allen feel quite uncomfortable.

"However, I hope you can treat Black Head and Tony normally. They are all talented goblins. There's no need to demote them to unimportant positions in order to regain power."

Lying on the makeshift wooden bed, Flower Snake found it difficult to even bend a finger. His whole body was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, which was the price he paid for facing a Legend head-on.

Compared to the physical injuries, Allen was more worried about Flower Snake's mental defeat. In those eyes, Allen could no longer see the agile light, nor the existence of fighting spirit and ambition. The entire pupil seemed to have lost its vitality, dim and dull.

"Heh, when did you become like this? What kind of person do you think I am?"

Allen sneered at Flower Snake, and slammed a fist fiercely between Flower Snake's broken ribs, immediately causing Flower Snake a burst of pain, and his pupils burst out with anger, glaring fiercely at Allen.

Beside Flower Snake, the two little girls, Cole and Martha, also stared at Allen dissatisfied, and when they looked at Flower Snake again, their eyes were full of concern.

"If I wanted to take back power, I wouldn't have waited until now, would I!!"

"You've managed the village well in the past few years. Although I don't like Tony and those other gnomes, they are indeed diligent and hardworking enough. I have no objection to you reusing them."

"You don't think that just because you've been injured today, you're thinking about lazing around in the village for the rest of your days, do you!! Dream on!!"

"Hurry up and heal your injuries. There are plenty of things in the village waiting for you to decide!!"

"… … … …"

In front of other people, it was impossible for Allen to say things too clearly, but the attitude he showed at this time made Flower Snake a little surprised, staring blankly at Allen.

Allen thought very clearly that if he hadn't broken through to Legend when he returned this time, then his current decisions and choices might have been very different. Whether it was for the sake of the tribe or for the sake of consolidating his own position, Allen would not allow other voices in the tribe besides himself, even Flower Snake, his once trusted companion.

Flower Snake's little thoughts could not be hidden in Allen's keen eyes. Of course, Flower Snake himself had never thought of hiding it. The natives of the wilderness did not have a clear understanding of the set of intrigues.

However, after Allen broke through to Legend, Flower Snake's behavior of dividing power was not so important anymore. In the face of absolute strength, any small tricks and conspiracies without foundation were just castles in the air and could not pose any threat to Allen.

Moreover, Allen was also very clear that after he advanced to Legend, with the increase of his lifespan and the enhancement of his strength, he didn't need to do many trivial daily things himself. He could completely let go and hand them over to trusted people to handle. He only needed to control the tribe in the general direction and make decisions on important matters. He should spend more time polishing his combat skills and specialities, and improve his strength as much as possible.

After reaching the Legend rank, it was no longer possible for Allen to guard a mere tribe. He had to go to Mansa City often to show his face, establish connections with other Legend figures, and collect Legend-level inheritance crystals.

The circle above Legend was not big, but it was more important. Whether it was for the sake of the tribe's future or for the sake of improving his own strength and collecting useful resources, Allen had to either integrate into a circle or establish his own circle.

Green Lake Village really suffered an unexpected disaster this time. The Legend's enemy only wreaked havoc in the village for a dozen breaths, but the damage and losses caused had already exceeded the demon's attack a few years ago. More than 200 tribesmen unfortunately lost their lives. Among them, the most deaths were still the gnomes with relatively weak bodies. Only 30-odd earth gnomes and bear gnomes were killed in battle.

This was also unavoidable. Most of the gnomes died because the stone houses and wooden buildings they lived in collapsed and they were crushed to death. On the other hand, it was not easy to crush an earth gnome or a bear gnome to death.

Therefore, as many as 100 buildings were destroyed. Just to rebuild this area would probably take the tribe more than half a year, as well as countless supplies.

Even Allen's stone fort would have to be renovated before he could move back in.

"Teacher, I want…"

Cole walked up to Allen shyly. Looking at her expression, Allen knew she was up to something.

"What do you want? Don't you hurry up and help Bush and the others carry the raw stones? Are you running to me to slack off!!"

No matter what the little girl wanted to do, Allen was not going to agree to her. Recently, her temper had grown, and it was time to knock her down a peg.

"Teacher~~, I just want you to take me for a flight, and I'm not asking you for anything else, okay??"

Allen couldn't stand the little girl's coquetry. Although flying was no longer a difficult thing for Allen now, he was still not going to agree to her so easily.

"If you want me to take you for a flight, then you have to show some results. When will you advance to High-Rank, then I will take you soaring through the sky."

"Hmph, Teacher, you're just a bad person!!"

Cole walked away in a huff, but Allen knew that she was probably already secretly competing, thinking about how to overcome the problem that had been troubling her for some time, breaking through to High-Rank.

Day Three!!