Green Monster Epic

Chapter 554: Epilogue

Battles between Legendary-level powerhouses were never decided in a short amount of time. Even when fighting desperately, these powerhouses would always hold back thirty percent of their strength, ready to respond to any potential dangers or unforeseen circumstances.

This wasn't an isolated case. The longer a person lived, the more they seemed to cherish their life. This was especially true for Legendary powerhouses who could easily gain power and a life of wealth anywhere.

The siege lasted nearly two days before finally starting to crumble from within the giants' ranks. As the defensive formations constructed by the giants were torn apart, the wasteland powerhouses were finally able to leverage their numerical advantage, launching attacks on the giants from all directions, one by one.

Unable to form favorable terrain, the giants, fighting individually, were at a disadvantage despite their individual strength. They simply couldn't withstand being outnumbered. Moreover, they weren't facing just four hands, but dozens. They always found themselves stretched thin in the battle. Although they would unleash a wave of power in moments of extreme crisis, they were ultimately forced to helplessly and desperately have their bodies torn to bloody pieces by the wasteland powerhouses, collapsing to the ground in defeat.

There was no pity, no regret. The giants fell one by one into pools of blood. Even the giant cubs, who clearly lacked combat awareness and huddled together trembling, couldn't escape the slaughter by the wasteland powerhouses. Only a few of the strongest giant elders were still struggling to hold on.

Elliot, the troll legend, who had killed his target with a desperate, berserk momentum, didn't show any signs of diminished excitement in his eyes, but his mind still retained a bit of rationality. When he saw that the battle's outcome was determined and his help was no longer needed, his first thought wasn't to rest, but to ensure the safety of his companions far away.

Of course, deep down, Elliot was more concerned about the mission, as it related to his future power and benefits within the tribe.

"You, you… and you, come with me!!!"

The battlefield was in its final stages, and not many people were needed. As for the distribution and collection of spoils, each team had their own dedicated personnel watching over it, and with the supervision of the Temple observation group, there were basically no major issues.

While drawing manpower from his own team, Elliot cast his gaze towards the leaders of several competing teams in the distance, observing their actions.

Now, the task of clearing out the remaining giants was considered complete. However, for the alliance mission, this was just a side quest. The real focus was on the demigod-level giant leader. If it couldn't be killed, it would mean that the Temple observation group couldn't establish a magic beacon here, and they would have to redistribute the mission to clear them out again in the next century. This wouldn't be a good thing for either the alliance or the legends before them.

The other legendary team leaders were also drawing manpower, apparently thinking of the same thing. After Elliot looked around to confirm that there wouldn't be any changes, he led the few legends he had drawn towards the distance.

Following closely behind were teams led by Dick and Jonathan, with a group of people also dispatched to reinforce the area in the distance where faint traces of battle could be detected. Even in Allen's team, the kobold female, Bridget, and others had assembled a team of several people, chasing after the other teams, rushing towards Allen and the others.

The reinforcements arrived in time, colliding with the demigod giant Camilla as she broke free from Allen and the others and charged into the clouds while flying through the colorful clouds.

Although covered in wounds and having just experienced a fierce battle, Elliot, who was flying at the front, charged straight up without hesitation, slamming his iron fists twice directly onto the right palm of the somewhat stunned demigod giant.

"Go down!!!"

With strong fighting spirit, Elliot roared, declaring his presence.

Camilla's right hand had been pierced by the sharp claws on the gauntlet, leaving several small holes. Originally, with the thickness of his skin and subcutaneous tissue, this depth of injury could almost be ignored, but the massive battle aura emanating from Elliot's gauntlet not only swept away and absorbed some of Camilla's flesh and blood, but also put heavy pressure on the bones beneath the skin with its raging energy.

Having not prepared much, Camilla's right hand, which was hastily blocking, was forced to retract under pressure. However, after all, he was a demigod-level powerhouse, and Elliot's two punches were not enough to really push the giant back. But the other legends, who followed closely behind, were only a breath or two later than Elliot. When the leader took the initiative to attack, the other members naturally had no intention of watching from the sidelines.

Clang!!

Puff!!!

The sounds made by heavy blunt weapons and sharp weapons landing on the demigod's body were different, and the wounds they caused were also different. But the only matching point was that their attacks ultimately forced the demigod giant to fall diagonally towards the ground under multiple strikes.

Boom!!!

The heavy body directly stirred up a wave of dust on the ground, destroying a large area of the natural environment. Garfield and the others who had chased over from behind had joy on their faces, while also not forgetting to throw out the magic they had long stored in their hands, bringing more trouble to the demigod giant.

Whoosh!!!

Yogg's Dragon Breath, cast three times a day, spewed out wildly from his mouth. Without having to worry about the restraint and destruction of other companions' spells, Yogg's attack at this time was the style of a fire-type dragon blood warlock. While spewing flames wildly, Yogg's staff didn't stop, constantly dancing the staff, guiding his mental power to construct a powerful spell, a ball of glittering blue fire was forming.

Garfield's spellbook automatically turned pages, stopping on one of the pages, and the page was a complex spell model. Mental power and magic power poured into the spellbook, allowing the model written in advance on the spellbook to be gradually drawn out of the spellbook, helping Garfield to complete this spell faster.

Druid…

Everyone was doing their own things nervously and in an orderly manner. Dragging their wounded bodies, Allen, Marcus and others, who gritted their teeth and insisted on catching up, were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and completely relax and recover their physical strength and injuries when they saw the arrival of the reinforcements.

The successive arrival of members from other teams further reduced the demigod giant's chances of escaping to a very slim number, and in the subsequent protracted battle, more wasteland legends came to attack this pseudo-demigod giant who had been fighting for two or three days in turns. A bit of desolation and despair gradually appeared in the demigod giant's eyes.

Boom!!!

Whoosh!!! Whoosh!!!

Awoo~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Roar ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The storm in the distance was raging, mixed with the shouts of the wasteland powerhouses and the desperate roars of the demigod giant. Allen's eyes seemed very indifferent and calm.

He didn't attack again, firstly because his body was indeed injured quite badly in the previous battle, and the short span of a day wasn't enough for him to recover; secondly, the current battle didn't really need him to take action. The battle at the giant camp was clearly over. The 60-70 wilderness powerhouses surrounding a twenty-meter-tall giant in a fierce battle meant that even if Allen rushed forward to fight, he probably wouldn't have much of a chance.

Giant Camilla's face and eyes gradually shifted from despair to madness. A pair of large hands, already showing signs of weakness, constantly stirred up a storm, searching for even the slightest chance to exchange injuries with these reptiles, even if it meant dying on this familiar land, she would make these reptiles pay a heavy price.

However, the wilderness powerhouses were equally cautious and valued their lives. Seeing that the mission was already showing a glimmer of hope, no one was willing to give the target a chance to take their lives at this time. Anyway, there were many companions around. Even if they were a little more cautious, it would only delay the end of the battle, but it wouldn't allow the giant to escape their encirclement.

The main force of the attack was still Elliott, Dick, Jonathan, and other powerhouses with amazing skills, strength, and the effects of their tools and weapons. Now that the biggest target of the mission was right in front of them, whoever could contribute more and inflict more damage on the giant would receive more points for their mission contribution. Who would hide their trump cards then!

Under the premise of ensuring their own safety, one by one, the powerhouses with extremely high pursuit of the mission finally showed their full strength in front of everyone, even revealing their usually hidden abilities, which gave a good excuse to many other powerhouses who didn't have much pursuit of the mission.

Brigitte, Fendi, Tim, and other members of Allen's team were also seriously besieging the giant at this time. Although Allen, the important output main force, was missing, Brigitte, Fendi, Hanini, and others also had their own plans, so they didn't give up their pursuit of mission contribution.

In the sky, the members of the observation group, led by Derrick, the chief priest of the Temple of Nature, never took their eyes off the legendary figures below, sketching and writing down the various situations they saw, preparing to confirm with the wilderness members after the war, and then take them back to the Mansa Council for the principals to judge the contributions of these powerhouses in the battle, and so on.

“Roar!!!!!!”

A desperate and mad long roar was the last sound left by the demigod giant Camilla in the Mirage Plane. As the roar gradually weakened, the body of the demigod Camilla slowly fell to the ground.

The giant's body was already a blur at this time, with no piece of skin or muscle intact. The wilderness powerhouses were like piranhas, tearing at the giant's body again and again, leaving wounds of varying depths, constantly devouring the life and power in the giant's body.

Although the demigod had transcended the ordinary, it was not a deity after all, and it did not have a completely energy-based body. It also had various flaws and weaknesses. The scars left in the constant fighting, the physical strength and energy expended, all needed to be replenished externally. When the consumed energy and body fluids could not be replenished, no matter how powerful the existence was, the only thing waiting for it in the end was death.

The fall of the giant did not make the wilderness legends relax in the slightest. They still relentlessly landed their attacks on the bloody and majestic body, even though it seemed to have become a corpse, and the traces of life were flowing out of its body.

It wasn't until the demigod giant's skull, which was as hard as legendary armor, was shattered, revealing the clusters of brains inside, filled with a fresh and sweet scent, until the brains, which resembled a small mountain, were destroyed by magic into clusters of tofu-like pieces emitting the aroma of cooked food, that the group of wilderness powerhouses gradually slowed down their attacks, holding their respective weapons and cautiously surrounding the twenty-meter-long giant corpse.

Several team leaders looked at each other. Although the demigod giant's corpse seemed to be no longer dangerous, they didn't know what to do next.

Personally killing a demigod was both a matter of pride and honor for the group of wilderness powerhouses present, and at the same time, they were somewhat unbelievable that such a powerful creature had died in their hands.

Because they knew too little about demigods, no one dared to be sure that the giant's corpse was truly no longer dangerous. As powerhouses who had grown up in an environment of the survival of the fittest since childhood, the necessary caution and care made everyone maintain awareness of the crisis even when they seemed to have won.

“Let's leave it to us!!”

Garfield, Yogg, and other legendary spellcasters, facing the sudden coldness, slightly shifted their gazes and quickly had a solution.

As rays of divine magic and spells fell on the no longer moving giant corpse, which was still dripping with blood, chunks of solid ice, earth, and vines wrapped and bound most of the giant's entire corpse, especially its most dangerous limbs.

With everything settled, a group of legends could finally safely approach the giant's corpse, pick up sharp tools, and prepare to dissect the giant.

The demigod's corpse itself was a huge treasure. Over the years, it had been infiltrated and transformed by various energies, making even a piece of its flesh a rare medicinal ingredient, and a single bone could be used to forge a legendary equipment.

“After we dissect this giant, let's sit down and have a good chat about the distribution of the giant's spoils…”

The team leaders had a tacit understanding with each other. Everyone knew very well that although the battle was considered over, the more troublesome things had just begun. Garfield, relying on the greater strength of his team, was the first to speak, but before he could finish his words, a sudden and intense energy fluctuation suddenly rose, causing the faces of the leaders present to change drastically.

Pfft!!!

Despite all precautions, they were ultimately tricked by the demigod giant. No one had expected that the giant was really playing dead, and finally used the method of self-detonating its heart, using its flesh and bones as a killing weapon, breaking through the heavy magic barriers and blasting more than a dozen wilderness legends who were climbing on its corpse to dissect it far away.

After the accident, the remaining legends immediately hid far away. After the corpse returned to calm, everyone remembered to check on the dozen unlucky companions.

“…One died, 7 were severely injured…”