Green Monster Epic

The intense battle consumed a great deal of stamina and accumulated energy. Although the fight had only lasted for a few magical hours, which was nothing compared to the legendary battles that could last for a day or two, or even three or four, the danger and intensity of the consumption were far greater than a battle in an open area.

Allen took a deep breath and focused his mind to examine his body. Most of the potency of a precious dragon blood potion had been absorbed and used, and the remaining effect would probably only last for a few minutes, followed by a more severe period of physical weakening.

Across from him, Arier and Zorf stood back-to-back, one tall and one short, their eyes never leaving Allen's body. Both of them had more than a dozen wounds, and their internal organs ached faintly, making them feel terrible. Among them, Arier, as the main target, was the most severely injured. Even though Allen had temporarily stopped attacking, Arier's throat kept twitching, suppressing the uncontrollable surge of stagnant blood in his mouth.

Suddenly, Allen's body moved again, his figure split into three phantoms, rushing towards the two men in front of him from three directions. The Bone Cleaver, burning fiercely, stirred up a storm.

Arier and Zorf's pupils constricted, their brains quickly calculating which figure was the real one. By the time they confirmed their target, the torch-like Bone Cleaver was less than a meter away from Arier.

The battle axe and the mace were swung out simultaneously, colliding with the Bone Cleaver almost at the same time. The enormous force forced all three of them to take a few steps back, but Arier and Zorf were somewhat surprised. The power of this strike seemed a little weak.

However, when they saw the hobgoblin's retreating figure, the two of them exclaimed, "Cosmo, be careful!"

During his retreat, Allen had already adjusted his posture. He pushed the Bone Cleaver, which had been rebounded, forward with both arms, charging towards the battlefield of the dragon and the shield warrior along with himself.

Before he arrived, the intense energy fluctuations arrived first. Cosmo was already handling the seriously injured dragon with ease, only hindered by the opponent's various spells. He knocked Figlas away with a shield strike, then slammed his shielded left hand down hard, and the heavy Thunder Shield landed heavily on the still-soft ground, his not-so-burly body completely protected by the shield.

Boom!!!

Even though the shield was deep in the ground, Cosmo was pushed back several meters along with the shield by the enormous force, leaving deep drag marks on the ground. Even the hard shield had a shallow dent pierced by the Bone Cleaver's not-so-sharp tip.

Allen's body didn't stop. After knocking Cosmo away, he stepped in the void with his big foot and ran towards Figlas.

"Go!"

Allen roared, twisting his body at the same time, and a Heaven-splitting strike went straight towards Zorf and the others who were chasing after him.

When engaging in battle, he was as swift as thunder, erupting with surging power. When retreating, Allen was also as fast as a rabbit, never lingering. After receiving Allen's reminder, Figlas dragged his exhausted body and ran wildly towards the entrance of the passage that had melted into a piece of glass.

Behind him, no one could stop the Heaven-splitting sword strike that Allen unleashed in retaliation. Zorf, Arier, and Cosmo, who arrived late, all moved to the left and right. Seeing this, Allen dragged the sword strike down slightly, and countless rubble flew up from the already dilapidated palace floor, whistling and spreading around.

Pa Pa Pa!! Pa Pa!!

The huge kinetic energy gave these rubble pieces a force not to be underestimated. They smashed against the walls behind them, instantly grinding them into dust, and left deep pits of varying sizes on the ground that had not yet cooled down, while also bringing considerable trouble to the three legendary figures who were dodging.

Allen took advantage of the cover of the aftermath of this move, followed Figlas through the passage, and quickly climbed out.

Although he had the intention to kill, and Allen really wanted to chop off the troll leader's head, but the strong of the same rank had also come through bloody battles, and no one was easy to deal with. Not to mention that the troll Arier had another strong companion to support him. Even if Allen could be said to have occupied an absolute advantage in the fight, he still couldn't achieve his ultimate goal.

If he continued to fight, the result might be reversed. After all, his current strength was mostly supported by the dragon blood potion. Once the potion's effect failed, his direct strength would also drop sharply by several percent. At that time, it would not only be more difficult to take down the troll, but he might even put himself in danger.

After weighing the pros and cons, Allen decisively decided to withdraw from the underground palace, not giving himself a chance to fall into danger.

"Forget it, don't chase them!"

Cosmo carried his shield and passed his companions, trying to continue the pursuit, but Zorf shouted loudly behind him.

Arier wanted to act with Cosmo, but unfortunately, he was injured all over his body at this time, especially the internal injuries were the most serious. Blood沫 kept gushing from his mouth, and his body was aching and weak. His strength was probably less than half of his peak, and finally he had to stop with Zorf.

Cosmo turned his head, still unwilling to stare at his compatriot partner, waved his hand to signal them to follow, apparently not intending to give up.

"If you want to chase them, go yourself. I won't fight them again!"

Zorf shook his head with a firm gaze, and continued to say with a bitter expression.

After this attempt, Zorf, who naturally did not slack off, rationally realized that even if the three of them chased out at this time, they could no longer pose a great threat to Allen and Figlas.

Allen's strength was beyond Zorf's expectations. Although it was not without the effect of him drinking that bottle of potion, the three of them also used some hidden methods, and the final result was the serious injury of the troll companion beside them, while the other party was almost not injured much.

Moreover, at the beginning, they had severely damaged the hobgoblin's dragon companion, weakening the hobgoblin's support power.

With such geographical and strength advantages, the three of them failed to take down the hobgoblin. Now that they were out of this narrow and cramped underground palace complex, Zorf didn't think they could have much chance of winning against Allen, the hobgoblin.

Taking action for profit in adventures is not a big contradiction. Everyone has grown up like this. Perhaps there will be hatred and anger in each other's hearts, but they will not be overwhelmed by these hatreds.

In addition to being an adventurer, Zorf himself is also the leader of a large tribe. He cannot continue to chase the hobgoblin without hesitation after confirming that he cannot kill the hobgoblin leader.

The Uruk tribe and the Greenwood tribe are neighbors, and their relationship has always been good. Although this battle may indeed anger Allen, the hobgoblin, Zorf also believes in the other party's mind and methods, and may not make the relationship between the two tribes opposed because of this.

But if he continues to pursue relentlessly, this matter will not be easy to say.

"Hmph!! You spineless bastard!!!"

Kozmo stomped his feet on the ground and roared in embarrassment.

Despite being scolded, Zolf didn't really care. After all, he and Kozmo had a life-or-death friendship. He knew that the other party was in a bad mood, and it was good to let him vent. When Kozmo calmed down, he would eventually understand his difficulties and his anger would dissipate.

"...What do we do next?"

After stopping and making the difficult decision to give up, Arier took out a bottle of potion exuding a strong life aura from his pocket and poured it into his mouth. Only after the potion began to take effect in his body did the grayness gradually disappear from his face.

After regaining some strength, he finally spoke, breaking the silence.

"Let's go back and find a way out. We can't just keep wasting time in these ruins," Zolf said, looking up.

"Our strength is still a bit lacking. We couldn't kill that Gnoll in the situation just now. After they go out to rest and recuperate, I'm afraid they won't let it go."

"With their interference, it will be a lot of trouble for us to find a way out!"

"..."

A gloomy look flashed across Kozmo and Arier's faces. Although they were unwilling, they had to admit that Zolf was right. After reaching a consensus, the three of them began to move.

In the ruins, Allen put one hand under Figlas' right armpit, supporting him as he sped downhill. He had lost much of his interest in the so-called exploration. After escaping the battle and passing through the underground passage, Figlas somersaulted in mid-air and plunged straight to the ground. Fortunately, Allen grabbed him in time. After a check, he had to decide to find a place to rest, because his companion had once again lost consciousness.

However, Allen believed that this time, the guy's coma was more due to the severity of his injuries, rather than another psionic spell attack.

During the flight, several bottles of potions and scrolls were smashed onto the dragon's body. After the dragon's aura gradually stabilized, Allen was relieved.

Finding a place with lush vegetation at the foot of the mountain, Allen settled the dragon down on the spot. Then, after placing a few magical tools, he began to meditate and recuperate. Although Allen himself hadn't suffered too many heavy blows in the previous battle, the burden on his body from forcibly taking the Dragon Blood Potion during the Enraged skill's weakening period was equally serious. He needed some time to recover to his peak state.

The rage ran through his blood vessels with inertia. Each time it ran, a trace of the rage energy was absorbed by the blood vessels and internal organs, repairing the hidden injuries from the previous outburst and slightly strengthening these important parts.

This kind of strengthening had been running unconsciously and passively since the first time Allen activated his rage, eventually helping Allen's body strengthen to a level far exceeding ordinary warriors. But even with such long-term strengthening, Allen's internal organs and flesh were still unsatisfactory for Allen, who relied on bursts of power to fight, and he couldn't unleash his strongest form for a long time.

After advancing to demigod in the dream, that kind of hearty and smooth fighting style was Allen's dream, but he could only do it in his dreams. Back in reality, Allen was still hampered by his own body and couldn't unleash his strongest form for a long time.

Feeling his body gradually recovering to its peak as the rage ran, Allen's thoughts returned to the ball of flame he had seen in the underground palace.

Although Figlas' personal experience verified Allen's guess that the illusionary flower demon named Mansa led them to the underground palace and approached the so-called Eternal Fire, in fact, she was plotting against Allen. But when he thought that this flame might really be his opportunity to advance to demigod, Allen still felt a little regretful.

Unconsciously, when Allen thought about the effect of the Eternal Fire, his thoughts were pulled back to the state of running and understanding the rage vortex in the dream. And the running rage, under Allen's unconscious guidance, gradually changed a little, and began to run according to the changed rage running mode in the previous dream.

Although Allen was pulled into the dream when he first entered the passage, the real time hadn't passed for too long, but in the dream, Allen had experienced several years. With Allen's character, he would definitely study the unknown energy parasitizing in his body in depth, while understanding and familiarizing himself with the rage running mode after his demigod advancement, so that he could completely dominate and control his body.

The way the demigod's rage ran in the dream had long been engraved in Allen's subconscious, and he could replicate it at any time if he wanted to.

Before, Allen thought that this was just an illusion, a dream woven by the illusionary flower demon specifically according to his pursuit and desire, so he didn't think about whether running like this was really useful. Now, as his thoughts were guided by the Eternal Fire, he unconsciously thought of the situation in the dream, and the rage controlled by his mental power naturally began to run along the running map memorized in his subconscious.

The rage slowly gathered in the heart, and the mental power turned into an invisible pusher, slowly pushing the gathered rage to rotate clockwise at the intersection of the two ventricles of the heart.

As the vortex gradually formed, the rage contained in every cell of the legendary high-level powerhouse's body, under the traction of the vortex, continued to invest in the vortex, expanding the scale of the vortex and compressing and refining the rage invested in it.

Although the rage runs throughout the body attached to the blood flowing in the blood vessels, it is not a substantive energy, so the formation of the vortex has no effect on the body in essence.

When the scale of the vortex enveloped the entire heart, it no longer expanded, but continued to condense the function of rage, until drops of scarlet liquid rage slowly dripped out from the bottom of the vortex.

Allen had been dreaming of finding a stable method to condense rage, but it unexpectedly appeared in his body.

Time passed slowly, and when Allen regained his senses from his contemplation, he immediately noticed the strangeness in his body. When he sensed the constantly rotating rage vortex in his heart and the trickle of liquid rage dripping from the bottom of the vortex, the first thing he did was not to be happy, but to panic and be solemn, and slap himself hard in the face.

The intense stinging sensation gave Allen a sense of reality. At the same time, the rage vortex, which had lost the support of mental power, gradually dissipated, and the originally stable liquid rage began to volatilize into a gaseous state again.

At this time, Allen calmed down in shock and joy, and felt the changes in his body.