Green Monster Epic

Chapter 413 Ambush

"Gurgle ~ ~"

Icy and extremely salty seawater rushed into Allen's throat, as the giant octopus's lash sent Allen crashing into a deep trench, creating invisible undercurrents.

Empowered by the Fury skill, Allen still couldn't fully adapt to the high-pressure environment at a depth of two hundred meters, but he wasn't completely without a fighting chance.

The blurry, whitish vision gradually cleared as rage poured into the area around his pupils, alleviating the pressure on his eye sockets, and Allen's Dark Vision skill finally had a stage to perform on.

A tentacle over ten meters long descended towards Allen's head with tremendous water pressure, like a pillar propping up the sky.

Two hundred meters below the surface, every movement felt as if it were affected by a Slow spell, full of resistance.

Even with the Fury skill fully activated, Allen could only manage to slash upwards with the Bone Splitter in a quick, angled strike.

In that brief moment, the Earth Shattering Strike, combined with the Triple Wave power exertion technique, created a long blade of vacuum in the direction of the sword's edge, two hundred meters below the surface.

Swish swish!

Gurgle gurgle!

The octopus tentacle in front of the blade seemed to be struck heavily, its downward momentum faltering.

After shaking and writhing, the thick tentacle split into two, avoiding Allen's location and slowly falling, stirring up bursts of murky seawater.

Looking ahead, the giant octopus's body, tens of meters high, resembled a mountain of flesh.

Its round head and body leaked countless blue and black liquids, completely enveloping the already dim waters in front of Allen.

Countless creatures, drawn by the scent of blood, swam in from all directions, but hesitated to approach, sensing the giant octopus's dominance.

However, the simple-minded, unintelligent small fish and shrimp happily cruised over, directly weaving through the giant octopus's flesh, gnawing and sucking at the blood and meat seeping from its body.

The previously fearsome giant octopus was now motionless, as Allen's heavy slash had split it in two with the vacuum blade.

Only its eight, no, nine tentacles twitched unconsciously.

Allen reached out and grabbed a complete tentacle of the giant octopus, stomping heavily on the grayish-white seabed.

With a shockwave, Allen surged upwards, dragging half of the giant octopus's corpse, directly leaping towards the surface.

A few minutes later, Allen's body appeared on the surface, the half-octopus corpse he dragged behind him stirring up layers of surging waves and a stench of the sea.

Allen took a deep breath, but his body wasn't as composed as he appeared.

He had barely managed to withstand the pressure at two hundred meters, and the octopus tentacle's sudden entanglement had caused internal injuries to his organs.

If this giant octopus had been on land, its tens-of-meters-long body would have been enough to rival a high-level peak warrior.

Coupled with the immense strength from its massive size, its power alone could have contended with a legendary powerhouse for a short time.

However, the marine environment is different from land.

On land, such a huge creature would at least possess legendary strength, but in the ocean, the true strength of many huge creatures is not necessarily that great, like the giant octopus Allen encountered.

But this was also the only creature in the past dozen years that Allen had encountered in this sea area that could injure him.

If only it had understood the lethality of metal weapons, instead of attacking Allen with its defenseless flesh, Allen might have been forced to flee from the trench, unable to withstand the pressure and entanglement.

This small interlude forced Allen to temporarily abandon his training in the deep-sea trench.

With half an octopus corpse, that trench was probably the site of a frenzy among the seabed creatures, and it wouldn't be easy for Allen to meditate quietly.

Besides, he hadn't prepared a proper meal in days, and with ready-made ingredients, he could have a feast.

Although the giant octopus's outer skin floating on the surface wasn't very defensive, its ability to constantly change color and blend into the surrounding environment, even without life, delighted Allen.

It seemed that besides meat, the octopus corpse wasn't without other materials.

Motivated, Allen cleaned up the huge mountain of flesh, and after putting the valuable outer skin and air bladder into his dimensional bag, he left only a thick tentacle for today's meal, discarding the rest of the flesh into the sea for other creatures to devour.

Towards the Endless Sea in the Mansa West Mountains, Allen had been intermittently splitting mountains and quarrying stones over the years, clearing out a basin over ten miles wide.

At the same time, he used the quarried stones to build a living area in this basin: a not-too-large stone house for shelter from the rain and wind, a square paved with gray-brown granite, and a smoke-filled stove.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out as the thousands-of-pounds-heavy octopus tentacle was casually discarded by Allen in the square.

Just as he was about to clear a clean spot to continue processing the ingredients, less than a meter behind him, a faint dark light flashed like lightning, aiming straight for Allen's vulnerable nape.

At the same time, several distant figures, moving at a speed difficult to detect with the naked eye, targeted Allen's heart, head, and other vital points, blocking Allen's space to move left or right.

Intuition screamed a warning, and without thinking, Allen's right hand grabbed the Bone Splitter behind him.

His legs were firmly planted on the ground, and with a forward-bending motion, the Bone Splitter's hilt in his right hand flicked backward, stabbing into the blind spot behind him.

The wide heavy sword didn't hit anything solid, but it blocked a powerful arrow.

With a crisp metallic clang, Allen's forward-bending body used the momentum to roll forward, while the Bone Splitter in his right hand swept fiercely around his body, defending against possible attacks.

Clang clang!

Just as Allen's half-crouching body hadn't stood up, a heavy pressure came from the Iceheart Bracers on his left hand, protecting his head.

With two crisp stabbing sounds, Allen looked up and saw only a fleeting shadow.

Swish swish!

Violent rage poured into the Bone Splitter's blade, and two crisscrossing slashes of rage flew out diagonally, creating fierce gusts of sword wind, colliding with several shadows in front.

Although the shadows easily passed through the slashes of rage, they were also deflected by the gust of wind, and their force was diminished.

When several arrows reached Allen, he easily dodged or outright deflected them.

Occasionally, two arrows that weren't blocked struck Allen's legendary leather armor, leaving only two shallow scratches and a slight pain on the skin beneath the armor.

A layer of frost rose from the ground, trying to slow Allen's movements or even freeze him to the ground.

The bone-chilling cold felt like nothing to Allen, as the muscles between his leg bones swelled, instantly cracking the frost.

Allen easily broke free, thanks to his Elemental Resistance specialization against Frost-type shaping spells, which automatically took effect.

"Ha!"

The shadows that assassinated Allen were trying to escape Allen's attack range, but how could Allen let them get away with it?

In the brief exchange, Allen had already determined that there were at least one archer, one caster, and one assassin cooperating to attack him.

Among them, the thief-class warrior who had attacked Allen twice in a row was the strongest, at least at the early-stage of legendary.

The other two ranged classes had decent damage and spell power, but they weren't at the legendary level.

In that case, Allen focused his attack directly on the strongest opponent in front of him.

Anyway, Allen hadn't found the archer shooting arrows from the shadows, or the caster casting various debuffs.

Fortunately, the negative effects of Allen's Fury skill had disappeared when he was cutting and dismembering the octopus corpse on the surface, and it wouldn't have any effect if he used it again.

Allen's speed suddenly increased significantly, and his feet stomped on the ground, sending out shockwaves.

As碎石粉尘翻飞 之际, Allen's entire person 如同 出膛 的 炮弹般, directly 飞射 向 远处 的 刺客.

Arrows continuously shot from the left, attempting to intercept Allen's steps. Pursued halfway, Allen dodged and parried the incoming arrows while regulating his breathing. Finally, the preliminary movements for a Ground Cleaving Strike were complete. Without any hesitation, he slashed at the masked figure in front of him.

The sword wind, accompanied by a powerful force, rushed towards Allen's target. A deep crack appeared on the ground, and the small basin seemed to experience a minor earthquake, constantly shaking and swaying. Dust engulfed the air around Allen, and the distant spellcaster seemed to lose sight of him.

In the sky, a star fell, seemingly slow but actually fast, dragging a long fiery tail. It was the distant spellcaster hiding in the shadows, casting a sixth-tier spell, Fire Meteor Shower, to directly crush this valley into powder.

At the same time, Allen also lost track of his target ahead. The destructive power of the Ground Cleaving Strike was astonishing, but Allen knew that even with such power, it was almost impossible to kill a slippery fish with one blow. The opponent could use a Shadow Jump to escape his attack range before the Ground Cleaving Strike got close.

The faint wind pressure and whistling sound from the sky constantly reminded Allen that an even greater crisis was about to descend. The mixed magic of sixth-tier fire and earth spells took a long time to cast and was relatively slow, making it not too difficult to dodge in advance. However, the destructive force it unleashed at the moment of impact was no less than that of a legendary spell.

Taking advantage of the dust-filled surroundings, Allen took two deep breaths of the somewhat choking air. At the same time, his mind constantly calculated the previous positions where the spell's light had flashed, as well as the source of the continuous arrows. A dozen throwing axes constantly appeared in Allen's hands. The moment he grasped them, Allen threw them fiercely into the smoke, directly towards the positions he had calculated. At the same time, his body did not stop. He stepped horizontally, directly broke through the space, and flew up, overlooking the entire valley from a high position.

"Got you! !"

The legendary thief had obviously taken advantage of the dust to re-enter the shadow plane. Allen was too lazy to search for the other party's trace, and simply followed the trajectory of the dozen throwing axes to find the figures of other weaker attackers.

The spellcaster was taken care of by several throwing axes. Although they did not directly hit his location, the throwing axes containing legendary power fell on the surrounding stone ground, and the splashing sand and rocks posed a considerable threat to the relatively weak spellcaster.

When he had to activate the protective spells on his body, and flashes of gray-white or azure magical light suddenly appeared behind a certain pile of rocks, Allen's sharp eyes immediately locked onto the opponent's position and pounced over, ignoring the falling meteor above his head.

A magic scroll appeared in Allen's hand. When his sight locked onto the masked spellcaster behind the rocks, a gray-white ray shot out ahead of Allen.

Pfft! !

The Dimensional Anchor's ray was ultimately a step too late. How could a spellcaster with rich combat experience be easily hit by Allen's scroll spell? A Dimension Door took the opponent's figure and brushed past his ray. The ray that hit the granite had almost no destructive power and dissipated in front of Allen.

Boom! !

A loud noise came from behind, followed by earth-shattering shaking. However, for Allen in mid-air, it had little impact, except for the waves of heat and fireballs that rushed towards him, giving him a slight trouble.

In the midst of the sparks, at the moment when Allen slightly relaxed, a gray light reappeared behind Allen, tearing open the defense of the legendary leather armor on Allen's body with a tearing sound, and colliding head-on with the flesh and blood behind.

Allen's eyes were icy cold. At some point, the mechanical mind on the Iceheart Bracer had been activated. In a spin, Allen's body dragged the heavy Bone Cleaver, directly transforming into a whirlwind. Although the Sword Skill of the Wild Gale was rarely used after Allen entered the legendary realm, it was quite effective when suddenly used at this time.

The stinging sensation at the back of his neck arrived late. The assassin, having succeeded with one strike, had already withdrawn from Allen's attack range before Allen could react. This meant that Allen's powerful Sword of the Wild Gale had danced in vain. When Allen stopped again, the other party's dark attire was slowly fading, but it was ultimately interrupted by Allen's belated throwing axe, which disrupted the other party's plan to sneak into the shadow plane.

Enduring several precise shots from bows and arrows, the casually waved Bone Cleaver collided with the two negative spells cast by the spellcaster. The Bone Cleaver, which had been re-forged by the dwarven master, finally revealed its powerful power. The Spellbreaker special effect only needed Allen's rage to gently trigger it to automatically produce the effect. Because there was not enough time, only two spells that were more inclined to negative effects could be cast. The mysterious energy appearing on the Bone Cleaver's blade mutually annihilated them, and finally dissipated into the air without any effect, filling the eyes of the masked man who had revealed his figure below with astonishment.

As soon as the Sword of the Wild Gale's sword moves ended, Allen took a deep breath. The body chasing the assassin did not stop, and the muscles that burst out all over his body continued to squirm. The burden on his body caused by the previous Ground Cleaving Strike had gradually subsided at this time. Although it had not yet reached its best state, it was enough for Allen to unleash another strongest sword skill.

It was also because the figure being chased in the distance was slippery enough, and did not intend to engage in any close combat with Allen, otherwise Allen would not be in this situation, unable to exert his greatest strengths, using his tyrannical power and explosive force to gain an advantage in combat and suppress the opponent's flexible movements.

After a breath of adjustment, the Bone Cleaver directly stabbed, and this Ground Cleaving Strike, containing the Rage Strike effect, crossed the obstacles of space and directly took the opponent's back, just like that flash of inspiration when Allen was protecting the village from the legendary attacker's destruction and chasing the opponent.

Pfft! !

The lightning-fast stabbing effect directly annihilated the opponent in Allen's eyes, but when a figure emerged from the shadows a hundred meters away in a mess, Allen realized that his blow had ultimately allowed the opponent to escape.

"Hashey ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

However, Allen's blow still had some gains. The figure rushing out of the shadows moved slightly deformed. Accompanied by a stern shout from the other party's mouth, he flew towards the peaks of the Mansha Mountains without looking back.

Allen, who has always been accustomed to never holding back in a head-on confrontation, ultimately exposed his powerful strength after a brief confrontation. After more than thirty years of persistent hard training, Allen is no longer the novice who just entered the legendary realm, but a strong man who has advanced to the middle stage of the legendary realm and mastered several powerful specializations.

It was also because he understood Allen's strength, which was inconsistent with the content of the mission received by this group of assassins, that the mid-level legendary assassin decisively issued a signal to retreat after several unsuccessful attempts.

As the order sounded, two figures on the edge of the valley each displayed their strengths. The spellcaster successively cast high-level teleportation spells, combined with the life-saving skills of his own magic props, and disappeared in front of Allen in an instant. The aura locked by spiritual power was also rapidly moving away.

"Hmph! !"

Allen, who had suffered a small loss, would certainly not be willing to give up. He turned his head to look at the archer assassin who was rapidly climbing between the mountains. Although the other party's almost flat-footed movements were very fast, in front of a legendary being with the ability to fly in the air, after being re-locked by spiritual power, the final result was nothing more than a cat-and-mouse game.

Half a magic hour later, Allen dragged a bloody corpse and returned to this dilapidated and devastated valley, his face very ugly and solemn.

The target he was staring at, seeing that he could not escape the pursuit, turned around and started fighting Allen desperately. However, before the other party fought desperately, he had already taken a dose of deadly poison. The fierce battle was just the other party's unwillingness to die like this, trying to get some price back from Allen, and by the way, stimulating the spread of the poison in the body.

When Allen easily solved the opponent's increasingly weak body and was about to pour in a bottle of antidote, the other party resolutely inserted a feather arrow directly into his own eye socket and committed suicide on the spot, causing Allen to completely lose his clues.

As for the unfamiliar gnoll face under the other party's mask, Allen believed that even if he finally found his true identity, he might not be able to trace the real culprit behind the assassination attempt.