Green Monster Epic

Chapter 880: Covert Competition

Whoosh!

The elite forces of the elves arrived belatedly, with a powerful arrow flying straight towards Allen's face.

Clang!

Seeing that the elven commander was hiding within the army, with no chance to pursue, the Greatsword Bonecleaver calmly raised his sword, blocking the incoming arrow. Allen, impacted by the force, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The surrounding elven warriors, thinking they had an opportunity, charged forward fearlessly. Thick vines sprouted from beneath their feet, entangling Allen's legs, while several whistling javelins covered Allen's maneuvering space from the left and right.

"Ha!"

Allen let out a light shout, his muscles suddenly bulging. He casually exerted force, easily snapping the restraints on his legs. At the same time, his greatsword swept horizontally without any fancy moves, cleaving the elven warriors who pounced from the left and right, along with their swords, into two pieces.

Step!

Stepping down again, leaving a deep footprint, Allen's figure brushed past several javelins and an arrow shot by a legendary elven archer from afar, flying into the air.

"Sky Cleaver!"

Allen, soaring into the sky, didn't activate his aerial suspension ability. After exhausting his strength, he fell back to the ground. However, on the way down, he raised his greatsword high, cleaving towards the ground with the force of Mount Tai pressing down.

Boom!

The ground in front of the hobgoblin suddenly erupted with a shockwave, directly blowing away countless elven warriors. Simultaneously, on this uneven but vast land, a huge gully, accompanied by a violent tremor akin to a magnitude ten earthquake, spread towards the south.

The elven army, which had maintained a stable formation during the battle, saw countless brave warriors swallowed by the suddenly appearing deep gully. More warriors, witnessing the gully continuously tearing and expanding amidst the massive tremor, could no longer maintain a stable mentality, frantically fleeing to both sides.

The huge gully only stopped tearing the earth after extending for a thousand meters. Such power not only frightened the elven elites but also made Yeenoghu, the Gnoll Lord, who was descending into the Faelan world through divine descent, cast a scrutinizing gaze.

"Interesting! Wonderful!"

While Yeenoghu swung his flail, smashing away an elven elite, he followed up with two strikes of evil spiritual light, then cast a provocative gaze towards the lonely hobgoblin in the distance.

Allen looked up, clearly seeing Kor's familiar face, but also the distinctly different powerful aura and gaze, coldly withdrawing his greatsword from the ground.

Swish!

Another instant kill sword technique was unleashed. The elven archer in the distance, who was drawing his bow, sensed something was amiss. The arrow immediately left his hand, and his figure transformed into a phantom, escaping to the side.

Tear!

Black lightning spread through the space, and the tearing spatial rifts frantically devoured everything in the material world, then slowly dissipated before everyone's eyes.

Only some unlucky victims were torn apart by these silently spreading spatial rifts, then quietly collapsed.

Yeenoghu watched all of this unhappily. At the same time, his spiked flail slammed down, instantly churning up the ground for hundreds of meters ahead. Not only were the elven elites, who couldn't fly, in a mess, but even the wilderness elites were in a sorry state, struggling to maintain their balance on the rolling ground.

The two peerless powerhouses were competing in the air, but it was their immediate targets who suffered. As they and the wilderness forces fought with all their might, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

The elven elites led by Alicia, as well as the high-ranking commanders of the elven army, were somewhat dispirited at this time, especially the elven commanders, who were somewhat desperate.

They had been outmaneuvered twice in a row, and this time they might not be as lucky as last time, to be able to let the main force escape. This was a heavy blow to the commanders, both in terms of strategic layout and tactical command.

The elven army, holding its ground in the rear, had already been torn out of formation by the combined efforts of the two hundred thousand troops and the twenty-odd elites. No matter how brave and well-trained the elven soldiers were, they couldn't fight with their bare hands against four. Facing the pincer attack of two or three weapons, even with the highest martial arts in the limited space, they couldn't display them. In the end, one carelessness would lead to being knocked down by a treacherous weapon.

Alicia and the others were also powerless. In front of them was the air restriction domain of the wilderness elites, as well as the powerful figure possessed by the will of the gods, who was extremely difficult to deal with. They had managed to control the situation and calmly deal with these wilderness garrison elites, and even spare manpower to attack the city, but they didn't expect more wilderness elites to suddenly emerge from the rear.

The number and strength of the elites had already shifted. Forced by helplessness, Alicia could only spare manpower to contain the elites who suddenly appeared in the rear, while she herself led three or four companions to hold back the wilderness opponents in front of her.

Facing a legendary priest possessed by the will of a god was no different from facing a saint. The methods displayed by the divine power of the gods were terrifyingly powerful, making Alicia feel like she was dancing on the tip of a knife, constantly oppressed and attacked by endless pressure, trying to take her life.

What made Alicia even more desperate was that even if she tried her best to hold back this powerful enemy, she couldn't change the future fate of this army.

The defense line composed of two thousand cavalry and two thousand light infantry in the rear only lasted for a little over an hour before it fell into the sea of people like a raging wave of the wilderness legion.

The colorful waves didn't stop. Thousands of tall and burly ogre heavy infantry led the charge, piercing through the elven formation, and without looking back, continued to wield their thick and terrifying heavy weapons, rushing towards the elven army that had temporarily withdrawn from the siege of Nasir Fortress and reorganized.

In a scene of chaos, a Drow Sword Dancer army, which was fast-moving and not much slower than light cavalry, invaded the army torn apart by the ogre warriors like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Blood splattered, sparks flew, and the collision of the two arch-enemies instantly reaped the lives of fresh lives. There was no pity or sorrow in their eyes, but more of the numbness and indifference after a long period of fighting.

The soldiers of the three races above Nasir Fortress finally launched a counterattack. Although not in formation, the warriors, still weary, had boundless power growing in their hearts.

"Ha!!"

A dwarf goblin warrior, holding a round shield, roared and thrust the shield forward, using the charge skill to slam into an elf warrior cornered ahead.

The elf soldier waved his twin swords, creating a net of blades to block the long blades of two gnoll warriors. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the charging dwarf goblin, his expression hardening as he lifted his legs.

Bang!!

The dwarf goblin's round shield slammed directly into the battlement wall. The powerful impact blurred the dwarf goblin warrior's vision, and a cold light stabbed down at his face.

Clang!!

A spiked hammer intercepted the elf warrior's slender sword halfway, the heavy force bending the blade. At the same time, two more long blades swept up, aiming for the leaping elf warrior.

Although surrounded, the elf warrior didn't panic. He used the wall to gain leverage, and pressed down on the bent slender sword with his right arm, lifting himself up again, landing steadily on the battlement.

Whoosh!

A javelin shot from behind, from a troll female who had just climbed onto the city wall and witnessed this scene.

The dwarf goblin regained clarity, crouched and sprang, his small body jumping more than two meters. Shield and one-handed warhammer simultaneously smashed towards the elf on the wall, forming a pincer attack with the incoming javelin.

Helpless, the elf performed a beautiful somersault, falling directly from the tens of meters high city wall. At the same time, he uttered a syllable, and a magical light flashed on the earring hanging from his ear, causing his falling body to drift like a withered leaf.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several heads suddenly popped out from the city wall, along with several javelins and flying axes, targeting the elf warrior who was about to escape.

The elf warrior was in mid-air, but didn't give up struggling. He waved his twin swords again, weaving a defense, deflecting two or three javelins in succession.

Pfft!!

However, he was in the unavoidable mid-air. Although the elf warrior had tried his best to resist, the force of the javelin distorted his movements as he deflected it, exposing a flaw that was struck by a flying axe on his right shoulder.

Thwack!!

Two more arrows shot out, piercing his body and claiming his life before the wounded elf could land.

The elven position that had initially gained a foothold on the city wall was now disrupted by the fierce counterattack of the wild warriors. With no reinforcements from behind, the elves on the city wall died one by one, while the warriors of the three races poured in from the city behind them, seemingly inexhaustible.

In comparison, the outcome was already determined.

The attacking elven army retreated like the tide. If they didn't retreat now, they would be trapped under the walls of Nasir City, suffering a two-sided attack.

Thanks to the time bought by the forty thousand troops behind them and the first batch of retreating comrades, the last hundred thousand or so elven warriors quickly dispersed and reorganized, reforming into rudimentary but complete legions before the drow legions.

"Children of the Great Life Guardian, brave warriors of the Elven God-King Corellon!"

"There is no retreat behind us, only a glimmer of hope ahead!"

"Today, the legion is trapped in the enemy's encirclement, which is the dereliction of duty of us generals. But the proud and elegant nature elves must never lower their noble heads, and must never be underestimated by the dirty and shameless dark-skinned drow and the uncivilized wildlings!"

"The moment to prove our bravery has arrived, towards the direction of our homeland!! Charge!!"

"For glory!"

There wasn't much time for Jeremy and the others to formulate plans and mobilize. The only path before them was a desperate counterattack to turn death into life.

The retreating elven army had been fighting continuously for four or five days. Although everyone had been able to rest in batches during the first two days of the siege through reasonable tactical arrangements, almost all the elven soldiers participating in the all-out attack in the last two days had been fighting fiercely day and night without any time to rest.

This also meant that their current army was completely exhausted and unable to fight a protracted war against the opposing army, which was at its peak in terms of morale and physical strength.

A desperate fight while one still had the strength to fight might offer a glimmer of hope, at least leaving a spark for the army; but if one didn't fight decisively at this time, the final result would be to drag the living forces in front to their deaths!

Matron Penny Lai, who was casting spells on the opposite side, revealed a hint of appreciation in her eyes. At least in this short period of time, the opposing elven commander had made the most correct decision, showing that the generals in their army were still very excellent.

"But can you escape?"

Although she appreciated the other side's general's choice, Matron Penny Lai had a strong look of contempt, and said flippantly.

Under their feet, the all-black drow army turned into an unstoppable torrent, colliding head-on with the elven army that launched a desperate charge.

At this time, the weak tens of thousands of Thorns Alliance troops had instead become supporting characters behind the battlefield, passionately fighting with the remnants of the first elven force that held their ground.

Creak!!!

The dilapidated gate of Nasir Fortress was finally opened from the inside after a long time. The brave warriors of the three races, who had finally cleared the debris blocking the gate, rushed out of the gate in a chaotic but valiant formation, wielding their weapons and joining the attack on the elven army from behind.

Bobbyer and Tim, the wilderness powerhouses fighting under the city, had now become the most relaxed existences among all parties. The four elven powerhouses who were left to contain them, now only the demigod archer Alicia and another elven assassin, who was constantly being chased by the golden giant statue but dodging nimbly, could still fight.

"Looking for death!!"

Bang!!

The spiked hammer smashed into the ground again, and countless ground thorns suddenly rose under Alicia's feet, but she nimbly avoided them with a big jump. The elven demigod in mid-air shot out a green rain of arrows.

Tear!!

Yeenoghu held the spiked hammer and smashed it into the void in front of him, and a barrier of law suddenly formed, and the green arrows all over the sky fell on the barrier like a raging fire meeting water, and they disappeared immediately.

At the same time, the gnoll god roared, and the divine power of the edict - deterrence - immediately enveloped the elven demigod, slowing her movements.

Even more, a black halo took the opportunity to shoot at the elven demigod, and the dark magic ghoul touch immediately entangled the elf.

"Die!!"

Seizing the opportunity, Yeenoghu's eyes flashed red, and he shot out tens of meters in one step, quickly approaching the elven demigod. Before the person arrived, the spiked hammer had already been raised high again.

Boom!!