Green Monster Epic

Chapter 894: Success Comes Naturally

The fortress carved by dwarves into the mountains, hollowing out the mountain's belly, was bound to be magnificent and imposing, its city wall alone spanning over a dozen miles.

Compared to this fortress, Allen's figure, which was considered tall among ordinary intelligent beings, was like a small mouse under the eyelid of a sperm whale, a stark contrast.

Yet, it was this tiny figure, wielding his brilliant dark gold greatsword, that struck the magnificent fortress, causing the entire fortress, along with the overlapping mountains behind it, to tremble, as if experiencing a magnitude twelve earthquake.

The elven army guarding the city wall was thrown into chaos. Before their eyes, a massive crack slowly spread along the sword mark left by the Bone Cleaver, starting on the thick city wall.

With the violent tremors, the crack grew from small to large, until it tore open a nearly ten-meter-wide fissure in the fifty-meter-thick fortress wall.

The force of this blow struck a heavy blow in everyone's hearts, leaving them dizzy and disbelieving that an ordinary mortal could achieve such a feat. Perhaps this strike was already approaching the power of the gods!

And indeed, as the bear goblin Allen stood at the corner of the fortress wall, completely disregarding the hundreds of thousands of elven warriors on the wall, he looked up at his masterpiece, a rare satisfied expression on his face.

"Shoot!!"

The elven soldiers on the city wall finally recovered from the shock. The officers frantically poked their heads out and roared out orders. Countless arrows, spells, and javelins submerged the small figure below the city wall.

"Humph!"

Allen looked up with a contemptuous smile. He swept the greatsword horizontally, stepped and twisted his right leg on the ground, and a hurricane quickly formed, accepting all the arrows and javelins. The various types of magic exploded with colorful halos in the gray-black hurricane.

The hurricane rose higher and higher. When it reached the same height as the city wall, Allen's spinning figure came to a sudden stop. In an instant, under Allen's subtle control, most of the various weapons flying in the direction of the hurricane's rotation were returned to the warriors on the wall, with even more ferocious power!

Puff! Puff!

Clang! Clang!

The sound of arrows entering flesh, the sound of metal colliding with the city wall, and the wails of elven soldiers merged into a sad concerto. Although the elven spellcasters raised protective magic in time, and the elven warriors also used their own means to resist, there were still many unlucky ones among the densely packed warriors on the city wall who were injured by Allen's counterattack.

Mario, the Legendary High-Rank Knight, expanded his domain power to the extreme, mobilizing the power of tens of thousands of elven warriors in the domain for his own use. Then, he raised his lance and flew into the sky, his spear shadows forming clusters, aiming straight for Allen's head.

The opponent's power looked intimidating, but in Allen's eyes, who had already entered another kind of advancement, it felt somewhat outwardly strong but inwardly weak. He lifted and cleaved the Bone Cleaver without accumulating power, meeting the attack with ease.

Boom!

The full blow of tens of thousands of soldiers and a Legendary High-Rank powerhouse still forced Allen to take two steps back, but that was all. It didn't cause him much damage. On the other hand, the elven general Mario flew horizontally backward for more than ten meters. If it weren't for the warriors below sharing the pressure for him, he might have been injured in the previous blow.

On the other side, twenty or so elven powerhouses, along with four or five elven knight commanders, attacked Allen almost simultaneously, vowing to teach this arrogant bear goblin a lesson!

The reinforcements behind him arrived in time. A dozen wilderness powerhouses had been hesitant before, but after seeing Lord Pillar so brave, they were greatly encouraged, willing to venture through mountains of knives and seas of fire with the bear goblin Allen!

Bang! Clang clang!

"Alright, let's retreat!"

In this exchange, the wilderness powerhouses were still at a disadvantage. The disadvantage in individual numbers and overall strength could not be compensated by a burst of enthusiasm. Without an army following behind, even if they could break the city defenses of the fortress in front of them at this time, it would be useless.

Since the elven powerhouses dared not come out to fight them, and their side could not take down the Warhammer Fortress at this time, then the rational Allen didn't need to waste time here, and said to the wilderness powerhouses behind him.

No one showed opposition, following Allen to retreat calmly to the sky outside the range of the elven attack, coldly overlooking the elves who everyone had to be careful of in the past.

"Teacher!! Congratulations to you!!!"

Kou'er rarely separated from her partner, stepped up to Allen, and congratulated Allen affectionately, her eyes full of sincerity and pride.

"Hmph! What's there to congratulate!"

Allen glared at the girl unhappily, expressing his dissatisfaction with her recent lack of self-improvement: "Some guys' strength hasn't improved for a long time, has it!"

"Oh, teacher!"

Kou'er's face turned red, apparently aware of her problem.

"I still hope that you can put more energy into self-improvement!"

"The future is still very long, especially for young dark elves. Judging from your current development, he will definitely live longer than you."

"Teacher..."

Allen placed a lot of expectations on this student of his. Although he also knew that the difficulty of advancing to demigod was very high, he still believed that his student had a chance.

After all, not everyone can encounter an excellent teacher like himself, selflessly telling his students all his experiences about the Rage Vortex and the Dust of Faith.

And no teacher would personally tailor the most suitable improvement plan for the student, helping and supervising her growth.

"I remember someone told me that they would definitely surpass me! Now it seems that the gap between us has not only not narrowed, but has widened!"

"That is..."

The warm conversation between the two was seen by a group of powerhouses behind them, and many people could hardly hide their emotions of envy and jealousy towards Kou'er.

With such a powerful teacher as a backer, this female goblin from a low goblin origin could have her current strength and status. If they had such a teacher, then their current strength and status would definitely not be worse than that female goblin who was still in her prime, and might even be better.

"Your Excellency, what should we do next?"

Auburn, the drow's legendary archer who was with the team, walked to Allen and interrupted the conversation between Allen and his disciple, asking respectfully.

"Everyone, find a place to rest!"

Allen looked up at the fortress in front of him, which had his own satisfactory masterpiece, and said with some disappointment.

"After our army arrives, let's go find trouble with the elves again!"

"Okay."

This breakthrough to Saint was actually a natural progression. Perhaps to many powerhouses at the demigod level, becoming a Saint seems a more difficult problem. But for a hobgoblin who has embarked on the path to godhood and even gained some initial success, the Saint level bottleneck is not as difficult as breaking through to demigod.

The reason for this is not difficult to understand. The divine power system is the most supreme and mysterious power system in the world of Ferman. Since Allen can independently master this power, even if he is only in the exploratory stage, each time he uses divine power, it is actually a tempering and enhancement of his own body, so that he can better control this power next time.

This is a passive talent after mastering divine power. Whether it is Allen's own weakness in mental strength, or his seemingly perfect body, they are unconsciously transformed by divine power in the process of repeated operation of divine power.

The increasingly pure strands of mental power, and the gradually energy-based internal organs, have all undergone tremendous improvements under the influence of divine power.

It's like throwing a swimming novice into the deep end. Faced with a life-or-death crisis, the other party will quickly understand the key to swimming, and then learning butterfly stroke, backstroke, or even dog paddle will not be difficult.

Although the analogy is not accurate, that's the way it is. After mastering divine power, Allen will also receive feedback from divine power when he uses it, passively adjusting his body to better adapt to divine power output and combat.

In addition, Allen's ability to draw inferences from the Devourer God domain, as well as his focused and diligent exploration and pursuit, and repeated attempts and summaries, have finally allowed him to complete the final transformation.

Only after reaching the Saint level did Allen understand how important a person's will is to oneself and the world. As long as he firmly believes in what he believes in, he will definitely be able to obtain feedback from the world, but this kind of feedback is not something that ordinary people can feel, but requires the purest and most sensitive mental power to capture.

Finally, under the combined effect of self and world feedback, a domain space independently opened up by Allen, most conducive to his combat, took shape.

When Allen himself was able to do these things, he no longer had much doubt about the various magical effects produced by the power of faith nurtured by ordinary people.

He even had a feeling that perhaps all the power of faith nurtured by these intelligent races living in the world of Ferman, if concentrated together, could recreate a new world.

In this idealistic magic world, the power of will is so powerful!

Of course, Allen has just set foot on the Saint level, and the road ahead is still very long. For example, only the internal organs are basically energy-based, and the energy conversion of blood vessels and muscles requires more energy. For example, his current combat domain has a relatively single effect, and the domain coverage does not exceed 500 meters.

Combining his encounters and battles with the incarnations of Keron, Da Vinci, and others, their domain power is several times that of Allen's current domain!

But everything is always getting better. He has finally set foot in the ranks of the world's top powerhouses. When he reaches the peak of the Saint level and fully masters the divine power state, then probably no one in this world can threaten him!

Today, Allen was in high spirits. He led a group of wilderness powerhouses north beyond the army to find trouble with the elves, also wanting to feel the effect of his domain power after the breakthrough in actual combat.

Now it seems that the domain power does indeed greatly improve his strength. Moreover, the energy-based internal organs after advancing to the Saint level also allow Allen to have greater explosive power and damage resistance.

When his blood vessels and muscles are completely energy-based, it will mean that except for his head, he will have no other fatal weaknesses. What a great advantage this will be on the battlefield!

Through actual combat, Allen has roughly figured out the superficial means of the domain. Now he can apply pressure to the enemies in the domain by changing the air resistance density, slowing down their actions and attacking consumption, while he can move more lightly, and chop and wave the Bone Cleaver faster.

Moreover, Allen also understands that the effect of his domain power should be more than that. In the future, with step-by-step exploration, the domain effect range will not only be larger, but also have more characteristics.

But the special effects that he can currently control are enough to give Allen an overwhelming advantage over legendary powerhouses.

In the past, Allen was troubled by thieves, rangers, and archers who were good at speed and agility. As long as they are enveloped by his domain, it basically foreshadows their death!

After scolding Coer, the little girl was shamed by Allen's ridicule, lowered her head and quickly slipped away, leaving Allen, who had nothing to do, simply flew into the sky, blowing the cold wind, and carefully recalling and reviewing the results of the previous actual combat, taking advantage of the fact that the Thorns Allied Forces behind him would still need a few days to arrive.

The nineteen noble wilderness powerhouses on the ground were sitting on the ground without complaint, gathered in twos and threes, whispering to each other, distributing the spoils of the two elven powerhouses killed by Allen, while discussing the upcoming turmoil in the alliance.

Allen, this pillar, had just been promoted to demigod for less than a hundred years, and he had not yet firmly occupied one of the five seats in the alliance. Now he has shown the strength of a Saint, and if the people in front of him hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be difficult for anyone to believe it.

Even the rumors about Allen's promotion to Saint had already begun to spread after he sat in the Southern Man Horse Grassland and fought against the human Rose Principality's royal city side by side with the centaur god Keron's incarnation, but basically no one believed this fact.

Now, in front of everyone, Allen showed the Saint domain and unmatched absolute strength, which seemed to be silently proving that the rumors about him were not false.

The wilderness has been weak in top combat power for many years, but who would have thought that such a genius would suddenly appear, directly advancing from demigod to Saint in a short period of time. The shortness of his breakthrough time is probably a record that has never been seen in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years.

Before, everyone thought that this newly promoted pillar had shallow foundations and lacked background, so they might not care about his attitude. But now that this pillar has advanced to Saint, even if his foundation is shallow and his camp is weak, the more than one hundred members of the alliance will probably have to carefully weigh his weight!

The seemingly lively scene of spoils distribution was actually not where everyone's minds were, but rather flying to the distant direction, the place belonging to their own tribe.