Green Monster Epic

Chapter 716: No Overnight Grudges

The incident happened suddenly. Allen and Penny Lay didn't have time to prepare the mystic lock device to seal the space. Moreover, because they needed to identify the opponent's route in advance and find a suitable ambush point, it was obviously impossible to carry out a perfect ambush in such a short window of opportunity.

Allen didn't even personally rush to Green Lake Town to ask Eric, who possessed a no-fly zone, for help. After all, even at Allen's speed, a round trip would take at least one to two days. With this time buffer, plus the time Allen needed to find the drow for cooperation, it was very likely that these elves had already returned to their territory.

However, Allen just wanted to teach these elves a lesson and leave a few corpses behind. He didn't have the ambition to keep all the elven powerhouses.

Penny Lay and the others were also very clear about their own advantages and disadvantages. Therefore, when they first attacked, they went all out, focusing their attacks only on the two or three relatively weak opponents in the opposing team. As for powerhouses like the demigod Alicia, apart from the spellcaster team below acting as a containment force, there was also Maggot Eye, the gnoll, staring intently at the other party's back with his red eyes.

Maggot Eye knew even better the weight of the promises and oaths Allen had made to him. Rather than wasting the little time he had left on his bed, letting a warrior die without glory, it would be better for him to die in battle, entering the kingdom of God with the honor and pride of a warrior.

Of course, if he could ascend to the kingdom of God with a glorious trophy, with an opponent as a burial object, that would naturally be even better.

Therefore, Maggot Eye was fearless at this time, adopting a style of fighting injury for injury, and managed to briefly fight the demigod archer Alicia to a standstill.

Alicia wasn't worried about the gnoll biting at her heels all the time. Most of her attention was actually focused on her surrounding companions. Relying on her nimble movements and superb skills, her figure danced between Maggot Eye's terrifying spiked hammer, occasionally shooting an arrow or sweeping with the back of her bow to extricate herself.

More arrows were shot towards the surrounding drow powerhouses to relieve her companions and cover their retreat into the distance.

As long as they gave this group of people a little time to break free from the opponent's first wave of strong interception, the subsequent escape with speed and distance would not be so dangerous.

Penny Lay's long whip was like a net, and her left hand held an evil spiritual light. The two killing moves advanced side by side, falling towards an elven legendary paladin who was blocked by the long whip.

There was a faint halo on the paladin's body, which was the divine light of countless superimposed divine spells. He slashed left and right with a two-handed greatsword, while exerting force under his feet to retreat continuously. His serious face was full of sacred aura. However, the difference in strength was too great. With only the peak strength of the middle stage of the legendary realm, it was already a testament to his strength that he could remain unscathed in the face of a demigod's preemptive offensive.

Unlike the target Allen had set his sights on, who was already seriously injured and on the verge of death after only a few moves, falling into the Gobi Desert.

But this paladin was actually not much better off. His surrounding companions were now unable to protect themselves, fighting on their own, and they all broke through the surrounding net and fled into the distance. He himself was slowed down by the demigod matriarch, and every time he frantically counterattacked trying to repel the opponent, he was easily blocked by the other party.

The other drow legends seemed to gradually give up the plan to pursue the enemy. Some people wandered around the periphery, while others joined Penny Lay's battle group, obviously wanting to eat the meat that had reached their mouths first.

Alicia frantically pulled the bowstring with both hands, and light arrows fell like dense raindrops towards the circle of the besieged paladin companion, wanting to help her break through. Unexpectedly, a strong gust of wind surged from the side, forcing her to explode at an extreme speed, her true body flashing out dozens of meters away, while her false body was twisted into a mess by the attacking force.

Before Alicia could catch her breath and see the face of the attacker clearly, Maggot Eye, whose momentum was still high, had already charged to her face, raising his hand and smashing down with a heavy hammer.

Alicia bent her bow to the fullest, and a light arrow pointed directly at the hammerhead of the spiked hammer. Accompanied by a surge of energy shock, Maggot Eye was pushed back more than ten meters.

Whoosh!!

Just as Alicia was about to add another arrow, another strong gust of wind struck. When she temporarily turned the arrow to reflect the attacking target's position, she finally saw the new face chasing her in her peripheral vision. It was the hobgoblin Allen, whom she had targeted before.

Allen's indifferent eyes locked onto Alicia. After successfully taking down one person, he gave up on trying to find another relatively weak elf to attack. After the opponent was prepared, it would not be so rewarding to launch a strong attack like at the beginning, so Allen rationally gave up the plan to expand the results of the battle.

Instead, the demigod elf who had been covering her companions' retreat and still roamed around the battlefield, releasing cold arrows, had become the biggest obstacle for Allen and his party to reap the battlefield. Therefore, Allen rushed up without hesitation to intercept this demigod elf.

It was just right to repay the 'kindness' of the other party joining forces with humans to deal with him a few days ago, and it could also be regarded as a practical proof of the words he left behind before leaving.

The bone-chopping sword blade slashed on the light arrow, and the light arrow was intercepted and turned into several streamers, brushing past Allen's side, stirring up the newly grown fine hair. The remaining momentum of the heavy sword did not diminish, and Allen slammed heavily towards the elf demigod in front, but was blocked by the longbow held horizontally in front of her.

The bow back bent, and then rebounded tenaciously. Alicia's body was directly knocked away by the huge force on the heavy sword, but Allen knew that the other party had actually used his strength to accelerate her escape from his attack range.

His legs stepped in the void, and a slightly rippling wave rose. Allen's figure also dragged a long phantom, chasing after the fleeing elven archer.

Without Alicia's support, and with two or three more opponents restraining him, the elven paladin's battle became even more difficult. The weapon wounds on his body and armor foreshadowed that his next encounter would not be good.

"...DAKE...FI...\u0026RE..."

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, the paladin elf gathered all the emotions in his eyes to the bottom of his heart, and his face became solemn and sacred. While waving the two-handed greatsword, he began to recite a mysterious incantation, and the energy in his body gradually became violent and agitated.

Seeing this, the main attacker Matriarch Penny Lay knew what this paladin was preparing to do, and retracted the leather whip in her hand, chanting words in her mouth as well.

The other drow powerhouses were not to be outdone, and the offensive in their hands became more and more dense and fierce, trying to interrupt the incantation recited by the opponent. However, paladins were inherently good at strong recovery and defense, and now that they were focused on defense, no one could break through his defense circle in a short time.

Just as the holy knight's magical aura reached its peak, and his whole body was about to erupt with golden light, Pennyrile snapped her fingers crisply. Immediately, the holy knight's chanting of divine magic abruptly stopped, as Pennyrile briefly stripped him of control over his body with a mind control spell.

Although the limitations of this spell were significant, and it couldn't last long against the tenacious will of a legendary powerhouse, the duration of a single breath was enough for Pennyrile to manipulate the holy knight to voluntarily abandon the divine magic.

The gathered massive energy instantly turned violent. By the time the holy knight regained control of his body, it was already too late. He could only tragically open his arms and lunge towards the nearest drow warrior.

Pfft! Pfft!

Two thin swords pierced directly through the elf's body. As the drow sword dancer he had chosen was about to withdraw the thin swords and retreat, he discovered that the other party had tightly gripped the thin swords with one hand and was pouncing forward.

Seeing the situation was bad, the drow powerhouse was also decisive. He directly abandoned the thin sword in his left hand, kicked the opponent in the abdomen, and used the recoil to leap backward. How could the holy knight let the other party succeed? Although blood spurted from his mouth, he threw the long sword in his right hand, and the freed-up large hand reached out to grab the other party's kicking ankle.

Pa!!

A whip shadow appeared in time, encircling the holy knight's right hand in a loop. Then, with another pull, the holy knight's body involuntarily flew backward.

The other lingering drow powerhouses would never let go of this great opportunity. They split up in several directions and coordinated to stab their weapons into the holy knight's body.

As Alicia sped away, she looked back one last time at her companion who had been left behind. The scene was of the other party's body being stabbed into a hedgehog shape by the drow powerhouses. The outcome was self-evident.

Allen closely followed behind her, occasionally having to dodge and block the arrows shot back by the other party. The distance between the two sides did not narrow due to Allen's strenuous pursuit, but instead grew farther and farther. Even though this elven demigod, Alicia, still had to turn her head to shoot at Allen, her speed was still much faster than Allen's. This was also the reason why she was so skilled and daring to stay behind.

After chasing for half a magic hour, there were countless sparse plants among the rocks underfoot. Allen knew it was time to end this destined fruitless chase.

"Ms. Alicia, take care! I hope to have a good match with you next time we meet!"

Not far behind Allen, the other drow powerhouses also stopped their pursuit as Allen halted, sheathing their weapons and watching as the other party's figure became smaller and smaller.

"…"

Alicia turned back and saw Allen and the others had stopped. After hearing Allen's somewhat mocking words, she also stopped two kilometers away, turned to face Allen directly. A pair of watery phoenix eyes held a few hints of anger and resentment.

Swish!!

An heavy arrow, drawn fully by Alicia’s longbow, transformed into a streak of black lightning shooting straight towards Allen's face. Stubbornly firing this last arrow, Alicia no longer spared Allen another glance. Everything that had happened today had been firmly etched in her heart. Sooner or later, she would return today's humiliation to this hateful, damned hobgoblin.

Bonecleaver quickly rose, the wide blade colliding with the tip of the arrow. Allen took two or three steps back, then released the sword hilt with his right hand, gently shaking his slightly numb tiger's mouth. The smile on his face also disappeared, and his eyes, looking at the other party's back, held a few more hints of solemnity.

“Awoo~~~”

A giant eagle soared into the sky, flapping its wings, even higher up. Dozens of light feathers fluttered down from the surrounding sky, and before leaving, it even emitted a human-like eagle cry filled with emotion.

Pennyrile and the others also arrived late, gracefully landing less than a meter away from Allen. A fragrant breeze wafted over, causing Allen to twitch his nostrils a couple of times.

"Hehe, this is the first time I've seen this *slutty* *bitch* in such a disheveled state. It's a relief for the arrow she shot me on the battlefield back then!"

Pennyrile giggled contentedly, the receding figure in her eyes so beautiful that it made her feel refreshed.

Being able to make the damned elves uncomfortable this time, and also being able to keep the lives of two elven legends, nothing could make the drow happier than such a thing.

As the most loyal servants of the Spider Queen Lolth, the drow have never had any good feelings towards those self-proclaimed elegant and civilized elves. They are truly mortal enemies. And in the past few years, when participating in the dwarven kingdom's army and fighting against the elves, the drow legion also suffered a lot at the hands of the other party.

"This time, we really have to thank you, Allen, for giving us this great opportunity to make the proud elves suffer a bit. Tell me, what kind of reward do you want from me personally?"

After letting out a long breath, Pennyrile turned her head and focused her gaze on Allen again, lightly stroking her smooth cheek with a flirtatious look in her eyes, and said to Allen.

Allen naturally wouldn't take it seriously. He also knew that the drow matron's expression at this time was just acting. The rewards in the mouths of the naturally promiscuous drow were likely a gentle trap.

"We all get what we need, there's no saying who's helping whom."

"Oh dear, Allen, are you always so serious? That won't do. Goblins without charm are hard to attract the attention of the opposite sex!"

Pennyrile still maintained a flirtatious demeanor, and did not change in the slightest because of Allen's seriousness. However, apart from taking verbal advantage, she didn't have any other actions.

At least this time, Allen took the initiative to find the drow and cooperate with them to deal with the elves, which was a breakthrough between the two major forces in the North. Next, with this as a starting point, the relationship between the drow and the native people of the North might change.

And for the drow, who are like duckweed, surviving alone in the wilderness, they naturally hope that this situation can continue and improve, laying the foundation for the inevitable war in the future.

"You don't need to worry about that, Ms. Pennyrile."

Allen replied politely, maintaining a distant state with the other party, which made Maggot Eye, who was a few meters behind Allen, feel a little better.

"Next, let's distribute the spoils of war first!!"

"Alas, I wonder which member of the opposite sex will be able to obtain your tenderness, Allen, in the future!!"

Just as Pennyrile sighed, Allen and Maggot Eye had already flown back, heading towards the battlefield where they had fought before.

This time, being able to keep the lives of two elven legends was indeed a good harvest. Although the elven kingdom has a vast territory and its people are talented, the loss of two legendary powerhouses will more or less make them feel a little heartache.

Even if it can weaken the elves' strength by a fraction, it is a good thing for the forces in the North. Moreover, this time Allen and the others' counterattack was justified, even if the elven kingdom was worried and angry, they would not be able to find any reason to turn against them.