Green Monster Epic

Chapter 464: False Mask

Allen's entire body was smoking. Even with the protection of the Sword of the Raging Tides, when Bileir completed his final attack with his flesh and life, Allen was directly caught in the violent energy storm and unable to maintain his sword stance. He was blown away.

Allen's body slammed heavily into the magic lock in mid-air, and then bounced back from the energy shield of the magic lock, smashing directly into the solid granite ground.

When he struggled to his feet, Bileir's flesh clinging to his body was constantly corroding Allen's leather armor, skin, and hair, emitting puffs of acrid white smoke.

"Pfft!!"

Allen spat out a mouthful of green blood on the spot, which actually lessened the feeling of depression in his heart.

As the protagonist who was directly hit by the energy storm, Allen's Sword of the Raging Tides had good defensive capabilities, but facing the all-pervasive energy shockwaves, he was like a lone boat in a raging tide, only able to drift with the current.

Of course, Allen was not having an easy time, and neither were the other legendary companions around him.

The traces of the entire castle had vanished, and the ground had been directly shaved off a layer, filled with a mixture of loose granite dust and soil. Stepping down could even bury a person.

Maggot Eye, Arael, and the others were all in a mess. In the aftermath of the battle, they were also violently overturned, rolling around in the narrow space until they crashed into the translucent magic lock shield.

"Cough cough!"

"Is everyone alright?"

Dust flew everywhere, and several figures slowly walked over, accompanied by familiar voices.

"What a troublesome guy!"

Allen, covered in wounds and particularly disheveled, now had more joy in his eyes than pain.

With Bileir eliminated, as long as the plan went smoothly, he and his tribe would take another crucial step.

"Indeed very troublesome!"

Maggot Eye and Arael slowly walked over, their figures faintly visible in the smoke and dust.

Just as they were less than twenty meters away from Allen, their eyes met for a second, and then they suddenly went berserk again, launching another attack with their figures.

Dong!!

Ding!!!!

The sudden attack, mutually covering each other, surrounded Allen in the middle. The surging energy once again swept the surrounding dust in, while also enveloping the figures of the three people.

Accompanied by two sharp metallic sounds, four figures broke through the dust and shot out in roughly two directions.

Whirr!

On the ground, Allen's Bone Cleaver was stuck in, dragging out a deep gully. Just as it was about to hit the magic lock shield, it finally stopped.

Less than thirty meters to his left, the ogre legendary powerhouse, Nicol, struggled to lift his legs from the ground and slowly walked towards Allen.

At the same time, another figure quickly rushed towards Allen, it was Eric, who was slightly slower in maintaining the domain.

"Are you alright? Can you still fight?"

Eric asked with concern.

"Don't worry, they can't kill me!"

Even though he had been betrayed by Maggot Eye and Arael, Allen did not show the slightest surprise or anger, but simply turned his head to the left while speaking, giving Nicol a grateful look.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Two figures rushed out of the dust and once again pounced on Allen and the others, but compared to the hasty movements just now, Allen, Nicol, and Eric were now more composed.

"Chieftain Arael, do you think you two still have a chance to kill me now?"

Surging anger poured into the Bone Cleaver. While Cleave of the Earth went straight for the troll figure in front of him, Allen spoke slowly.

"We don't have much time left. There are still many follow-up arrangements to be made. You have already tested it once. I don't think there is any need to try again, right?"

"Look around, there is not much energy left in the magic lock."

"If you stop attacking now, I will pretend that this never happened and continue to fulfill our previous agreement."

"But if you still want to continue fighting, then I will no longer be polite!!"

Allen raised his arm, and the troll's face full of killing intent flew out, and then stood firmly ten meters away from Allen.

On the other side, Eric and Nicol cooperated to block Maggot Eye's attack without leaving any gaps.

Previously, whether it was Maggot Eye, Arael, or Nicol, when facing the demonized Bileir, their attacks seemed so weak.

But now, when they were fighting each other, the weapons in their hands were so heavy and powerful, completely unlike the scene just now.

"Alright, buddy."

Arael stared at Allen with complicated eyes, a look of struggle appearing on his face, and then he quickly made a decision.

"Hahahaha!"

"We were just playing a little joke on you. You're not angry, are you?"

Seeing Maggot Eye stop after hearing his greeting, Arael walked towards Allen again with a bright smile, while slowly inserting the battle axe in his hand into the belt on his waist.

"Do I look like I'm angry?"

Allen raised his head, although his appearance was a bit unsightly, he also had a warm smile on his face.

Both sides tacitly forgot everything that had happened before, as if it had never happened.

Perhaps, among the people still standing on the scene, only Eric, the human, still had some dissatisfaction and sarcasm on his face, and even Allen, as a companion, was swept by Eric's contemptuous eyes.

"A bunch of hypocritical guys."

Eric lowered his voice and said, shaking his head.

From the very beginning, when persuading the two legendary leaders, Maggot Eye and Arael, Allen was prepared for the possibility of the other party turning against him.

Although the conditions offered by Allen were very generous, generous enough to impress these two legendaries, he never believed that the other party would obediently cooperate with him because of the conditions he gave.

The two sides regained harmony. Allen, Arael, and the others took out several corpses from their dimensional pockets and began to tacitly arrange the battlefield.

The majestic castle was gone, and even nearly a hundred goblin servants, warriors, and representatives from other races who had come to the meeting in the original castle were buried within this magic lock.

Even the corpses of these people were mostly nowhere to be found at this time. Either they were shattered into mud by the aftermath of the previous legendary warriors, or they were buried in the deep stone powder.

Dozens of drow corpses were placed in the center of the field one by one, and then several legendaries each used their methods to disguise the battlefield again, making a big fuss on the corpses of these unfortunate guys, creating the illusion that they had fought fiercely.

In fact, Allen and the others also knew very well that the arrangements they were making now, in the eyes of truly interested people, could easily find many flaws.

However, Allen's current arrangements were not intended to hide it from those high-level officials. He only needed to give himself more excuses for his next plan and establish a target to divert attention.

The energy of the magic lock was not much to begin with. In addition, in order to block the energy impact leaked onto the shield during the legendary battle, as well as the continuous impact of the goblin warriors from the outside, the time it could last was far less than initially expected.

Fortunately, Allen never thought of dragging out a war of attrition with Bileir from the beginning. He used the strongest offensive from the beginning, which allowed their legendary battle to end after only two magic hours.

No matter how strong Bileir was, he was just a legendary mid-level powerhouse. It was definitely very difficult for one person to face the siege of four or five existences of the same level as Allen and Maggot Eye.

The potion he used had a strong effect, but the side effects must also be very strong. In fact, if Allen and the others had played a delaying tactic after Bileir drank the potion, and then acted after the effect of the potion had passed, I am afraid that anyone could have taken Bileir's life.

Especially since he was restricted in his own magic lock and had no way to escape, the final result could only be death on the spot.

As the magic lock energy above Allen and the others gradually weakened, the earth-shattering shouts and collisions from outside the magic lock faintly came. When Allen and the others reorganized the wounds on their bodies, the traces on the battlefield, and the expressions on their faces, the sealed magic lock finally exhausted its last trace of energy and completely opened up the entire sky.

"Damn drow, they killed the great Chieftain Bileir!!"

"Damn it!! The high priest of the Church of Nature was also killed by them!!!!"

Countless figures poured into the battlefield, stirring up dust that blotted out the sky, but no matter how the dust shrouded, it could not cover the high-pitched signals of several legendaries almost in unison.

Everything was arranged to find a direction for the tens of thousands of goblin people in Namur Fortress to vent their anger.

"Compatriots!!"

"The despicable drow elves sneaked into our land and assassinated your beloved Chieftain Bileir!!"

"We must get this revenge from the drow!!"

Several legendaries continuously used powerful moves comparable to hurricanes to disperse the dust in the sky into the air. At this time, Allen, who finally showed his true colors, flew high in the sky and loudly called out to the excited goblin compatriots on the ground.

"Kill!!"

"Damn drow!!"

The emotions of the goblins were mobilized by Allen, and the dozens of incomplete drow corpses on the ground became the biggest and most obvious proof.

Under Allen's infection, a group of goblin warriors smashed the weapons in their hands at the drow who could not die again, even too lazy to check whether these drow were still alive, or how long they had been dead.

At this time, even among the goblins, there were those with extraordinary intelligence and delicate minds who felt something was wrong, but they could not stop the excited emotions of the surrounding people and could only watch the corpses on the battlefield turn into minced meat.