Green Monster Epic

The Tagan Desert was as scorching and arid as ever. Simply walking through it, with the relentless sun baking down, was enough to make anyone's heart irritable.

Tide's cumbersome group had circled around a large area, finally stepping into this unfamiliar land, where they could finally catch their breath and allow the group of listless children to rest.

Allen caught up with the group half a month later. Originally, with his speed, it wouldn't have taken him so long. However, since he had decided to help the group cover their rear and eliminate pursuers, Allen didn't mind taking over the task of the Drow companion scout team, sending the group of enemies who dared to follow into the River Styx.

Allen was also clear that at this time, one more or one less of him in the retreating group didn't matter. It was better to take advantage of this opportunity to act freely, so as to avoid further conflicts with some ignorant individuals in the group.

Unfortunately, this time when he came to participate in the mission, he didn't encounter an opponent who could put Allen in a difficult fight. Of course, this also had a lot to do with their tight mission schedule and the fact that his teammates were very helpful.

However, this also left Allen with a bit of regret. After all, he had originally hoped to encounter a suitable opponent in this mission and take this opportunity to achieve a breakthrough!

The legendary feat of Perfect Physique, in terms of Allen's understanding of many feats, there was nothing more in line with Allen's plan for the future than it.

Because the advantage of his Berserker profession lies in burst damage, Allen has been working hard to maximize his burst damage in the feats he has chosen over the years, as well as the set of skills he has researched himself. When the powerful feat techniques of Ordinary Critical Strike, Super Critical Strike, and Devastating Critical Strike are integrated into Allen's self-created moves, the power that erupts often makes his opponents difficult to resist, but at the same time, it also places extremely high demands on Allen's own physique and blood vessel network.

Until now, Allen's strongest move, 'Opening the Heavens,' can only be used less than 20 times at most in a day-long battle, and then his body will no longer be able to withstand the backlash of the powerful move.

But Allen had a feeling that if he fully mastered the feat of Perfect Physique, then the improvement to his physical fitness would be a qualitative leap. Even, Allen felt that the breakthrough point for his basic Warrior profession at level 10 was also greatly related to the mastery of Perfect Physique.

Combat is the source of motivation for the strength improvement of the Gnoll. Allen has already confirmed this fact, which has too much evidence, through the collection of various intelligence about the advancement and promotion of the Green Field Tribe.

In the case that training cannot be broken through for a long time, Allen can only place his hope on actual combat, so that he can be more confident when sitting with other strong people in the future.

Now that Allen has reached his current position, the legendary powerhouses who were once out of reach are just a part of his daily interactions. And in the wilderness, the best means of communication and communication between powerhouses is their own strength and the power of the tribe behind them.

The Green Field Tribe cannot be counted on for the time being, or rather, the Green Field Tribe is still relying on the prestige of Allen, the backbone powerhouse, to live and work in peace in the remote Green Field Plain.

Therefore, after counting and counting, Allen still has to rely on himself to gain the respect and awe of many powerhouses in the wilderness.

"You're back? Did you encounter any trouble on the road?"

Allen's return rarely aroused the concern of the demigod Lord Kirill. As soon as he landed, he brought Tide and another Drow legendary priest, Lydia, to ask about Allen's encounter with concern.

"No, I just helped you clean up the tails behind you, so I was delayed for a while."

Allen smiled slightly and replied indifferently.

"That's good. We were worried that you might have encountered some accident!"

Kirill and Allen were not very familiar with each other. Although the two were in the same camp and it was not the first time they had cooperated, the last time they cooperated, they were masked and silent. Allen did not know the other party's identity.

"Ah, of course, with your ability, Allen, I don't think there will be any major problems."

"Thank you for your concern."

Allen was a little surprised in his heart. The other party's movements were a bit attentive, especially the two Drow legends behind Kirill, who had been smiling since they saw Allen. This was a bit deliberate for the two parties who were not familiar with each other.

"This time, thanks to Lord Kirill and Chief Allen for your help in helping us get rid of the dark life. I hope you can accept a little token of appreciation, Chief Allen."

The Drow female named Lydia no longer wore revealing clothes as she did when they first met. At this time, she was wearing a plain black veil, and the whole person stood in front of Allen, like a black pearl, shining with beautiful light.

Her words and actions always inevitably revealed a faint temptation and amorous feelings, but for Allen, who was very slow in this regard, he didn't feel much.

A pair of slender hands stretched out, holding a pair of pure black daggers about 70 centimeters long. Although one end of the dagger blade was inserted into an exquisite and gorgeous scabbard, the restrained and simple mysterious aura in the sword body was enough to prove that this was a very good weapon.

"This…"

Allen looked embarrassed and glanced at Kirill. He accepted this mission, which was rewarding in itself, and the employer was in front of him, so he naturally couldn't accept the other party's gift.

"Give it to you, just take it. During the time you were out, everyone else has accepted Tide's gift. You can't be out of place."

Kirill smiled heartily, took the dagger directly from Lydia's hand, and sent it into Allen's arms.

Allen's eyes looked at Eric, the human being who came over at the same time and followed Kirill. After receiving his affirmative gaze, he no longer refused. He drew his right hand on the hilt of the sword and looked at the weapon in his hand with appreciation in front of everyone.

Although it was daytime when the sun was shining brightly, the surrounding area of the exposed sword blade seemed to belong to another space, and no light could stay; the gaze was focused on the sword blade, but it seemed unreal, as if the sword blade had always been a void existence.

"This is a high-level magic weapon carefully crafted by the casting masters of our clan. It uses the red iron flowing from the lava river and the unique underground material shadow crystal. It has a strong affinity for shadow energy…"

Seeing that Allen accepted the gift, the capable and handsome Tide also enthusiastically began to introduce the material and characteristics of the weapon in his hand to Allen.

"Three spell models are drawn in the dagger, one of which is poisoning. For the target assassinated by the sword blade, it will add a poisoning effect equivalent to Tier 4…"

Allen didn't expect that the Drow in front of him would be so generous, and he would give a high-level magic weapon. Even the equipment and weapons that Allen himself wore were only two or more high-level magic items.

"Thank you."

Although he couldn't use the dagger himself, it was also a very valuable weapon to take it as a reward and enrich the wealth and accumulation of the clan's public treasury.

The Green Field Tribe's bi-annual competition has already set up a competition for high-level combat professions many years ago, and it just urgently needs a large number of magic items to fill the public treasury. As more and more high-level professionals in the clan, the small number of magic items produced by the gray dwarf Manduli and his wife, who are gradually getting old, are somewhat unable to keep up with the development of the tribe.

After all, Manduli and his wife, as well as the gray dwarves Allen bought later, although they all have the skills to make weapons and armor, it would be too high to say how exquisite their skills are.

The gray dwarves that Allen, a small and medium-sized tribe, can buy, their own value is naturally not too great, and the crafting skills are also very superficial. It's just that Allen's tribe was poor and white at the beginning, and even ordinary blacksmiths were very precious in their eyes. Later, with the arrival of Eric and others who came from the temples of the human kingdom, coupled with the existence of several promising members of the younger generation of gray dwarves, they gradually improved the tribe's crafting skills.

Even so, the Green Field Tribe now only produces about one hundred items that can be regarded as the threshold for magic items each year. This point of tools is really a drop in the bucket for a Green Field Tribe with a population base of 30,000 and is constantly increasing.

"You're welcome, Chief Allen. I'm glad you like it!!"

Lydia pursed her red lips lightly, her eyes full of spring, and said joyfully.

"Actually, we still have one thing we want to ask Chief Allen to help with."

Allen's eyes admiring the dagger stagnated. It seemed that this gift was really not so easy to take!

Retracting his gaze again and turning it to the petite Lydia, Allen responded plainly: "My abilities are not as great as Lord Kirill and the others. You don't ask Lord Kirill for help, but instead come to me. Did you choose the wrong person?"

"How could that be! Even among my dark elves, few people can compare to Chief Allen's heroic fighting姿态!"

Lydia chuckled, her charm revealed, and a gust of wind struck Allen's nose, but it did not cause any change in Allen's face.

"We just want…"

When Lydia was halfway through saying their request with a pitiful expression, a frost had already grown on Allen's plain face.

Pfft! Pfft!

The pair of daggers that had just been obtained, along with the scabbard, were directly thrown out by Allen, just stuck in front of Lydia and Tide's toes. Only a lump of iron at the tail of the entire dagger was still exposed on the ground.

"Sorry, this matter is not negotiable. Even if Lord Kirill speaks, I can't possibly agree!!"

Allen's sudden change of face was a bit caught off guard, but Eric, Allen's loyal companion, immediately came up from behind Kirill and the others, standing on the same line as Allen, confronting the other three.

In the distance, Qu Yan, Yareli, and others who were secretly observing this scene had different expressions and focused their attention even more.