Green Monster Epic

The magic lock remained strong, and the wasteland army outside the city continued to fight, for the wealth accumulated by the Rose Principality over thousands of years. The powerhouses of the wasteland, who should have valued their status, this time managed to share weal and woe, working tirelessly with the wasteland soldiers to wear down the energy of the magic lock.

Everyone knew that every minute was precious. The siege had lasted for nearly half a month. Scouts sent to the south reported that they had discovered over a hundred thousand vanguard troops of the Dawn Empire approaching Nエンス Royal Capital.

The most luscious piece of food was right in front of them. If they couldn't devour it and someone else snatched it away, the wasteland powerhouses would find it unacceptable. Therefore, their active participation in the siege was understandable.

Among the wasteland powerhouses, the only two who hadn't participated in attacking the magic lock were the always indifferent Keron's incarnation and Allen, who had displayed absolute strength in battle.

Keron had been alone for some time, and it was only recently that he managed to divert the attention of the Will of Faelun. Now, finally relieved, he rarely left the manor to stroll around the front lines.

Allen naturally didn't dare to neglect him, and accompanied him readily. The two chatted casually, occasionally looking up at the distant, sudden, massive movements. The scene was peaceful.

"Your Majesty, I have some doubts in my heart. I wonder if I could listen to your guidance?"

Allen could feel Keron's incarnation's goodwill towards him, so when they were chatting amiably, he sincerely and humbly asked this deity for guidance.

"Guidance is too much to ask. We can exchange ideas. Your current strength is top-notch in the Faelun world. Even if you encounter the Popes of the major churches in a state of divine power, you can protect yourself."

Keron truly admired this Gnoll. The combat power he had displayed some time ago, as well as his calm and wise character, were rare talents.

Keron had a strong premonition that this Gnoll might have a good chance to ascend to the throne and become an existence like him.

Therefore, Keron didn't hesitate to show goodwill to him at this time, selling him favors in advance.

"I still have to thank Your Majesty for your generosity."

At Allen's level, every doubt in his heart was crucial. Resolving even one of them and feeding it back to Allen himself would likely be a significant step forward.

Of course, Allen was also self-aware, knowing which questions could be asked and which questions would require a price. He was no longer a newbie, and he knew the great significance of knowledge itself.

"You showed me the magical mysteries of the domain before, and one sentence you said at the time is still fresh in my memory."

"You said that the significant characteristic of the Saint level is the initial mastery of the power of the domain. Now I have been at the demigod level for decades, but I still don't have much clue about the direction of the Saint level."

"So I would like to ask you, if I want to advance to the Saint level, which direction should I develop next?"

For so many years, Allen had been relying on self-exploration to improve his strength. Although he had received experience from others' discussions, he mainly relied on his own tempering.

But after reaching the demigod level, Allen's strength improvement lacked a clear direction. Apart from the progress in divine power brought about by establishing a faith church, Allen's body had not made any real progress for a long time.

Especially regarding the issue of Saint-level advancement, it was time to put it on the agenda. After all, if he really wanted to embark on the path to becoming a god, the Saint level was the most important threshold in front of Allen.

The Food God Society developed and grew on the right track, and he had a relatively in-depth understanding and control of the mysteries of the power of faith. Although he couldn't say he had completely mastered it, Allen was very confident that he could completely turn spiritual resonance into a bodily instinct in the foreseeable future, turning the divine power state into another trump card.

But what about after that? Continue to find suitable legendary expertise and slowly improve combat effectiveness?

This was obviously putting the cart before the horse. After Allen advanced to demigod, he had an instinctive feeling that if he wanted to advance to Saint or quickly improve his strength, simply mastering legendary expertise was no longer the optimal solution. It was even possible that no matter how much legendary expertise he mastered, he would not be able to cross the threshold of the Saint.

Regarding the direction of Saint advancement, Allen had a vague idea in his mind, but in recent decades, he had put more energy into the power of faith and the church. Although he occasionally researched Saint advancement, the final result was often disappointing, and the gains were not great.

Now that he had finally met a seemingly kind deity, perhaps He could guide him and allow him to take fewer detours. As for why the other party showed a friendly attitude towards him alone, instead of suppressing or strangling him as Allen thought, Allen understood that the other party must have something in mind for him.

Allen couldn't guess what the other party was plotting, but he didn't have many ways to defend against it. Just the mysterious domain and strength that the other party had displayed last time, even if he entered the divine power state to resist, the final result probably wouldn't be much different.

Since the chances of successful resistance were low, it was better to seize the time and opportunity to strengthen himself while the other party showed goodwill because they had something in mind for him. This was the most correct choice.

"Heh heh."

Keron looked at Allen, smiled slightly, and his deep golden eyes, like the bright sun in the sky, shot into Allen's heart, as if seeing through all his inner secrets.

But then Keron withdrew his gaze and slowly said, "I did say before that the prerequisite for advancing to the Saint level is to understand a part of the natural rules and be able to use them."

"But in fact, this understanding and utilization of natural rules does not start from demigod. To be precise, it should be that when you embark on the legendary path and advance to legend, you have already been subtly driven by your instincts."

"Think carefully, what is the biggest change after you advance to legend?"

"Flying and hovering!!"

"Besides that?"

"Legendary aura!!"

One question and one answer made Allen suddenly feel enlightened. Before advancing to legend, he had wondered how the ability to hover in the air worked, but it was like a bird's instinct to fly. After countless unsuccessful attempts, Allen gave up.

Now, Keron's reminder also made Allen recall his initial doubts. However, with the broadening of his horizons and knowledge, as well as the enhancement of his perception of the surrounding energy aura and other factors, some things that he couldn't understand before now seemed to have a clue.

"The ability to fly in mid-air stems from the resonance between a legendary powerhouse's own energy and the rules of space. The mysteries within may require deep exploration of spatial magic knowledge to understand. However, for you melee classes, this isn't a simple matter. The time spent versus your gains is not worth the effort."

"However, the aura of a Legend is a crucial point for you melee professionals if you wish to break through to become a Saint in the future. If you can start from here, it might make your path to becoming a Saint smoother."

"Please, Your Eminence, enlighten me."

Allen expressed his gratitude repeatedly. If he hadn't encountered this deity, Allen didn't know how long it would take to find this key point on his own.

"The so-called domain of a Saint, to put it bluntly, is the control of a certain range of space, using the power of a certain natural law within that range to create a combat environment more favorable to oneself."

"And the aura of a powerhouse above the Legend level, haven't you noticed that it's the prototype of the power of the Saint's domain?"

"You can use invisible mental pressure to create psychological pressure on your enemies, invisibly restricting their combat power. Isn't this the purpose achieved by the Saint's domain?"

"It's just that the Legend's aura is still only at the mental level and cannot affect the real world. But what if your mental power is strong enough to feed back into reality?"

" . "

These few words were like opening a window for Allen, bringing clarity before his eyes: "Does that mean I should strengthen my mental training and then enhance my Legend's aura?"

"That's something you need to figure out for yourself. What I can say is limited to this."

At a crucial moment, the centaur incarnation of Kah Rong suddenly stopped talking and gave Allen no further reminders.

Continuing to talk would involve some of Kah Rong's own understanding of the domain of divine authority. While he did have a good impression of this Gnoll and wanted to win him over, this good impression was limited. Giving him these reminders regarding the Legend's aura was already the greatest help he could offer.

If this Gnoll was indeed a genius, then what he had told him would be enough to help him take another step forward. With his ability to already nurture divine power, his chances of advancing to Saint were much higher than those of ordinary demigods.

But if the other party couldn't even cross the threshold of Saint, it meant that this Gnoll would not have the opportunity to set foot on that mountain in the future, so why should he invest more in him?

If it weren't for the absolute strength that the other party had shown in front of him during this period, proving that he was indeed worth investing in, the absolutely rational Kah Rong incarnation would not have said so much to Allen.

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Eminence."

Allen didn't press further. The fact that the other party was willing to say this much had already benefited Allen. Coupled with the previous revelation of the mysteries of the domain of divine authority, Allen had a clear understanding of the path ahead. Continuing to greedily demand more would be somewhat ignorant of the proper limits.

"It's just some of my early experiences. If it can help you, that's good. But you must remember, you owe me a favor!"

Kah Rong's incarnation waved his hand.

"In the future, if there's anything you need me for, Your Eminence, just send someone to give me the order."

Allen understood. This was the other party's purpose in showing him kindness. He wasn't surprised at all. On the contrary, he felt a weight lifted from his shoulders. He was more afraid that the other party wouldn't ask for anything, which might mean they were planning something bigger.

"That's settled then!"

Kah Rong nodded, very admiring of this Gnoll's frank and decisive character. Suddenly, He looked forward, and as if sensing something, He changed the topic in another direction.

"Looking at the energy of this Mythallar, it seems to be weakening. And it hasn't been replenished yet. It should be that the resources inside are scarce. Why don't we help them out together?"

"As you command, Your Eminence."

At this time, Allen felt a few ripples in his heart. His mind was racing according to Kah Rong's prompts, and he began to think about the final possible evolution of the aura. However, when Kah Rong suddenly proposed attacking the Mythallar shield, his mind was pulled back.

Although the current situation of the Allied Forces is still optimistic, they are in the heart of enemy territory, facing human reinforcements that may come at any time. These disadvantages cannot be ignored.

As the nominal supreme commander of the Allied Forces, Allen's primary concern is for the Allied Forces. This was the realization he had when he accepted the mission given to him by the Alliance and led the team south to invade the Rose Principality.

Whoosh!

Two figures flew towards the Mythallar shield one after the other. Before they could even reach the shield, Kah Rong had already taken out his iconic golden spear, and a golden lightning bolt instantly streaked towards the Mythallar.

Allen, who was one step behind, was equally unwilling to be outdone. Bonecleaver was in his hand, and in one stride, he crossed hundreds of meters of space, arriving in the void just over a hundred meters away from the Mythallar shield. Raging flames burned on the blade, and then Allen raised it high and launched an attack on the shield.

The other wilderness powerhouses had already sensed their aura when Allen and the others flew into the sky and flew towards the Mythallar shield. When Kah Rong's incarnation shot out the throwing spear, everyone tacitly restrained their aura and energy.

The moment the throwing spear turned into golden lightning and collided with the Mythallar shield in the sky, the wilderness powerhouses also exerted their strength, working together with Kah Rong's incarnation's throwing spear to launch a fierce attack on the Mythallar shield within a limited range.

The egg-shaped shield, facing the direction of Kah Rong's incarnation and the many powerhouses, was once again deeply dented, as if it would be squeezed open at any moment, but it was just that last breath that allowed it to continue to exist tenaciously.

Just as the power of the people at the dent in the shield was about to run out, and the shield was about to return to its original state, Allen, who was one step late, dragged his heavy sword burning with raging flames and slashed down with a resolute posture.

Sky Splitter!

The flames of fury burning on the surface of the blade, in the process of Allen slashing forward, unexpectedly and rapidly converged into the sword body. When Bonecleaver was about to strike the center of the shield's dent, the dark gold blade instead became simple and unadorned, without any magical aura emanating from it.

Boom!!!

The human soldiers on the inner city wall, who were holding their breaths, nervously and helplessly watching this scene, suddenly saw a bright orange-red light appear before their eyes. The entire sky, which had been dimmed by the Mythallar's closure, suddenly became bright.

Pfft!!

The huge shockwave blew Allen, Nicol, and other wilderness powerhouses away. The only one who could barely maintain his image was the young centaur incarnation who had been standing far away and had been prepared.