Green Monster Epic

Chapter 681: Influence and Aftermath

Allen's battle was extremely difficult, after all, he was single-handedly fighting against an army of thousands of well-trained soldiers led by a legendary powerhouse, supported by military formations and knightly domains.

But at the same time, Allen was thoroughly enjoying the battle, because he didn't need to worry about his retreat being cut off, and he could fully unleash his strongest form, wantonly charging into the enemy's formations.

The only slightly troublesome things were perhaps the human spellcaster squads' magic, which tirelessly chased after his figure, creating all sorts of troubles for his attacks; and the long-range bows and crossbows, which were like tickles, were also very annoying, although they couldn't cause Allen much damage, they would always interfere at crucial moments, weakening Allen's offensive.

Allen hadn't fought so freely and unrestrainedly in a long time: in the past hundred years, the battles he had experienced either had opponents who weren't strong enough to pose a threat or pressure to Allen, let alone withstand the berserker's powerful bursts; or Allen's own body couldn't withstand long periods of explosive power, and the surging rage, as well as the counter-shock force of the battle, damaged his fragile internal organs and blood vessels.

Only this time, his opponents could both withstand Allen's powerful attacks and give Allen enough pressure, and Allen could leave whenever he wanted, and they could do nothing about it. Where could Allen find such good opponents!

Therefore, the more intense the battle, the more excited Allen became. When the duration of the Frenzy skill ended, he would use his agile movements to harass the steadily advancing military formation under his feet. As soon as the Frenzy's weakness period passed, Allen would directly activate the skill and launch a thunderous storm of attacks.

Three magic hours passed just like that. There were no other reinforcements nearby. As a newly established nation, the legion stationed in the south could be considered the elite of the Four Seasons Kingdom, second only to the legion stationed in the east, guarding against the Beastman Empire.

Therefore, within a radius of hundreds of miles, there was no army more powerful than the Southern Legion, and even fewer legendary powerhouses.

Allen fought happily, and Barnard, the commander of the human legion under his feet, along with the majority of his fully assembled legion, also became more composed.

The main force of the Southern Legion stationed more than 20,000 troops. From the thousands of military formations assembled when Allen pursued Barnard and raided the barracks, to the current fully assembled legion, even a demigod existence as strong as Allen, whose explosive power was extraordinary, would have his attacks distributed among more soldiers when they landed in this huge military formation, reducing the pressure on each individual.

Of course, military formations also have their own flaws, that is, the larger the legion, the more difficult it is to turn and change formations. The legendary knight who presides over the center is both the sharp spearhead that launches attacks and the strongest shield that defends against attacks, greatly affecting the overall strength of the legion.

Allen's body gradually became tired. Although activating the Frenzy skill several times in a row was not enough to affect the battle for a demigod whose physical body was so strong that it was unlike anything else, the high-intensity battle would still accumulate a lot of hidden injuries, and it was normal to feel tired.

However, Allen's spirit was very excited. The new combat skills that he had been studying but had never practiced in actual combat now finally had a test subject. After several verifications, Allen also gained a certain understanding of its gains and losses.

It was just a pity that continuing this stalemate seemed to have no effect other than allowing Allen to accumulate more experience. Even if Allen activated Frenzy and attacked with all his might, it would only be a matter of grasping the flaws in the enemy's formation, causing the death or injury of a few or a dozen soldiers.

And this little loss was nothing but a drop in the bucket for an army of nearly 20,000, with the healing and support of the spellcaster squads.

To wear down the fighting power of the military formation in front of him bit by bit, it would take a long and protracted battle of more than ten days to see the dawn of victory.

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. After all, this is halfway into the Four Seasons Kingdom. Although there has been a battle for half a day now, and no support has been seen, a sustained battle of more than ten days would be enough for them to conscript troops and powerhouses to come to support, unless there was no one left in the Four Seasons Kingdom.

Looking at the spellcaster squads who were closely guarded in the center of the military formation, constantly chanting long magic spells, Allen's expression gradually relaxed.

Taking advantage of the tail end of the Frenzy skill's duration, Allen spread his arms, stepped out several ripples in the void, and slashed out another Heaven-Splitting Sword Style, not only breaking the powerful Fire Dragon Breath spell jointly cast by the human mages, but also showering down towards the human military formation, enveloping the sky with flames.

Barnard was not having an easy time either. As the core of defense and attack, each attack and defense brought him great pressure. Of course, with the knight's aura, Barnard was able to distribute most of the counter-shock force to his soldiers, but there was still a force far exceeding the individual burden of other soldiers, which Barnard had to digest.

After half a day of fierce fighting, Barnard finally felt the strength of the enemy he was facing. The power of a demigod was not enough to completely crush a legendary powerhouse, but it was not far off. Each collision and confrontation caused shocks to Barnard's body that could not be completely eliminated.

Not to mention, condensing the spiritual will and energy of tens of thousands of soldiers to launch a counterattack against Allen, the massive energy passing through Barnard's body as a transit point, the energy scouring felt as if it would cause Barnard to explode and die.

Watching the fire rain whistling down from the sky, Barnard gritted his teeth, connected the continuous energy in the military formation into his body, and raised his hand to stab out a series of gun flowers, firing air cannons containing huge amounts of energy into the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The energy storm that swept the sky almost made people unable to open their eyes, but Barnard, as the commander of the military formation, forced his eyes wide open, searching for the figure of the bear goblin powerhouse through the gradually dissipating fire clouds, preventing the opponent from taking the opportunity to launch another attack.

However, after waiting for more than a dozen breaths, the expected storm did not appear, and a rare moment of calm appeared in the barracks, which made Barnard feel abnormal.

"Be on guard!"

"Mages, use wide-range spells to scout the surrounding environment!"

After another dozen breaths, the surrounding energy storm, magical tremors, and the dust in the sky gradually disappeared, and Allen's figure was still not found. After Barnard secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he issued instructions in a deep voice.

Of course, the entire army remained on alert, with an atmosphere of blood, fire, and killing pervading the air.

What they didn't know was that Allen, one of the parties involved, had already taken advantage of the turbulent energy storm from the final blow to bypass the military camp and fly close to the ground for more than ten miles in the northeast direction.

A battle that had fallen into a protracted stalemate was meaningless. After an intense and exhilarating fight, reason returned to Allen's body. After taking control of the decision-making power, Allen decisively made the decision to retreat.

The retreat was very calm, with the cover of the energy storm, magical shock, and dust all over the sky. The opponent didn't even notice the direction Allen left. Allen even vaguely hoped that the other party would chase him so that he would have the opportunity to strangle the pursuers one by one.

Clang!

The Bone Cleaver was casually slung over his back and snapped into the scabbard. Although he had previously fought against a ten-thousand-strong army alone and gained the upper hand, killing or wounding at least two thousand human soldiers, after calming down, Allen's face did not show much elation, but rather a bit of solemnity.

He felt strange about his previous behavior. According to his own personality, even if he was sure that his strength was outstanding and he could fight tens of thousands of regular troops without falling behind, unless he was insane, Allen didn't think he would impulsively and rashly fight with the opponent.

But the fact was in front of him, Allen could clearly remember his psychological changes at the time, as well as the exciting and heroic emotions that emerged during the battle. However, after calming down and his mind returning to normal, Allen didn't think that these behaviors and decisions would be made by him.

It was as if someone had gotten into Allen's head half a day ago, controlled his consciousness, and made him make choices and decisions that were completely different from his personality while he was conscious.

The control of himself was the place where Allen was most proud and proud. So many years of hard work, leading the tribe and himself to a larger and larger stage, Allen privately reflected that the reason for his success was that Allen could control his desires, humiliations, and other emotions, and the path of rational choice was almost always the most correct one, which is why he has achieved today's achievements.

However, now Allen's most proud advantage is showing signs of derailment, which makes the now awake and rational Gnoll feel a dangerous aura.

And the root of all this may be on the path to becoming a god that he is now taking. Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why he would make such a choice and have such a temperament without realizing it.

"...The power of faith is the most mysterious energy in this world. Others cannot find traces of its existence. Even the gods who use it as a source of power often cannot feel its trajectory and laws in the initial stages..."

"...The genius mages of the Council spent more than a dozen generations searching for traces of the existence of the power of faith. When it came to me, I exhausted my life's research, and with the legacy left by my predecessors, I was able to explore a little bit of the surface..."

"...The power generated by faith is beyond the imagination of mages. The god's kingdom is the materialized product of the condensation of invisible power of faith. In essence, the power of faith itself should be a qualitative change produced by the accumulation effect of a wise species' mental power and other wise species mutually regarding a certain belief and pursuit..."

"...Gods, while manipulating and using the power of faith to exert various great powers, are actually constantly affected by certain spiritual wills in the power of faith..."

"...Since the power of faith can create all kinds of miracles, can it also bring about changes in certain intangible aspects of individual gods??"

"...For example, the God of Justice has clearly adhered to a fair and just style of behavior in various major events where his incarnations and wills have descended throughout history. However, through historical records of the God of Justice when he was still a mortal, and stories describing his life experiences, we can roughly determine his character: he liked petty theft, he liked nepotism, and things like killing people and stealing goods were not uncommon in most adventure stories..."

"...However, since the other party was promoted to a god, the stories about the God of Justice's incarnations traveling and the descent of his will show that the other party's past character has almost disappeared, as if he had undergone a complete makeover..."

"...This is not an isolated case. Subsequently, in our retrospective investigation of the past of beings such as the Lord of Dawn, the God of Vengeance, and the God of Murder who became gods from mortals, we can clearly feel that these gods have undergone great changes in character after becoming gods..."

"...This obviously violates the laws of wise creatures' character shaping, unless it is schizophrenia, or the original owner is replaced, otherwise ordinary people will never suddenly change their character drastically..."

"...However, combined with the names of these gods' divine authorities, we have received a hint from them that perhaps the power of faith not only gives the gods powerful power, but also reshapes the gods' character and style of behavior in order to better fit the divine authority domain they control..."

"...Or rather, the image of the gods constructed in the hearts of the providers of the power of faith, the thousands of ordinary believers, is covering the character and nature of the original owner of the god..."

"...If that's the case, then these gods are too pitiful, right??"

On the way back, Allen slowed down his pace because he was worried about the changes in his body and spirit. During the journey, he took out the information he had obtained from the Eternal Truth Council and began to read it carefully.

The notebook Allen is now reading is said to have originated from the research of Duncan, the most intelligent great mage scholar of the Eternal Truth Council more than two thousand years ago. Although there are not many theories actually involved in the research, it is clear that the real research notes are not recorded here, but this is more like a diary's notes and conjectures. For Allen at this time, it is like seeing a beacon, which can explain the changes in his body today.

When he was disguised as a low-level adventurer and traveled with a group of adventurer teammates, Allen showed off his skills and cooked a magic dish. At that time, Allen thought it was just a temporary itch in his hands after seeing the crude cooking skills of his teammates.

But now that he thinks about it, this actually does not conform to Allen's cautious and indifferent personality. Knowing that he is disguised, cooking food for unfamiliar teammates who are not very close is obviously likely to expose himself.

And this impulsive action is not Allen's style, it is obviously affected by some mysterious factors.

I won’t explain the reason why I’m going to browse the news on the web today!!