Green Monster Epic

Clang!!!!!

"My path seeks not false gods, but only myself. Within my domain, beyond the rules of nature, no surpassing power may exist!"

Amidst the crisp chime of metal, a steady and powerful voice slowly rose. As an ordinary silver longsword was calmly thrust into the ground by its master, an invisible and unstoppable energy rapidly rippled outwards.

Swish!!!!!

The barrier in front of Allen, formed by an extremely resilient composite divine spell that he couldn't break through despite his best efforts, vanished as the energy, like a gentle breeze, swept past. With nothing obstructing him, Allen, like a tiger descending from the mountain, let out a dragon's roar and a tiger's howl. Then, with a crouch and a great leap, he soared more than ten meters into the air, landing firmly on the head of the giant dragon that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in a show of power.

Only then did he turn his head, looking with relief and gratitude towards the main character who had freed him from the confines of the Holy Sanctuary, the human powerhouse Erik, who was simultaneously unleashing the powers of the Anti-Magic Field and the Anti-Air Field.

The ever-low-profile Erik and his Tandin Society had been steadily developing within the territory of the Green Wild Tribe in recent years. As the influence of the Green Wild Tribe expanded, they gradually infiltrated their preaching strongholds into the territories of tribes such as Nasir Fortress and Uruk.

The more followers the Tandin Society had, the closer their relationship with the Green Wild Tribe became. In the complex religious environment of the Northern Masha Wilderness in the Feyman World, the Tandin Society, an organization that defied and resisted theocracy, found its most suitable breeding ground. Therefore, when Allen sought Erik's help, he naturally agreed without hesitation.

Erik's inclusion became the most important trump card in Allen's scheme. Until the very end, under the cover of the massive magical fluctuations caused by the Lizardman Heroic Spirit's self-detonation, he and the Hobgoblin transformed by the dragon Figglas were quietly teleported to the composite divine spell that was imprisoning Allen.

Even the most powerful divine spells and magical devices were like a mouse meeting a cat in the face of Erik's Anti-Magic Field, a power that could be described as a BUG. They dissipated into natural energy without any means of resistance.

Even the abundant divine power within Allen's body was suppressed within his skin and blood, unable to be poured into the greatsword or released. At this moment, the Hobgoblin Saint could only rely on the strength and speed of his own body to fight within the range of this field, his strength reduced by at least half.

Fortunately, it wasn't just Allen who was affected. Everyone within this dual field couldn't escape the constraints of these two powerful fields.

The several Saints and Demigods not far away, and the dozen powerhouses fighting in the sky in the distance, all fell from the sky in panic as Erik's Anti-Air Field covered the island, crashing heavily onto the ground where the soil had been scraped away, revealing the underlying rock.

Especially the Elven Saint who was dispersing the completed magic, his mental power was transformed into a large net, carefully manipulating the explosive magic power as sensitive as black cordite, letting it vent out little by little from the small openings opened by his mental power net. Unexpectedly, the suddenly appearing field power directly eliminated the large net woven by his mental power filaments together with the gunpowder barrel-shaped magic power inside. In an instant, the Elven Archmage fell to the ground like a paralyzed person who had lost all his strength.

The Shield Warrior Saint was still weak. Seeing this, he quickly rushed to the front of the other party with a cover and built a field defense with his shield, but in the end, all the energy could not escape his own body, and he could only rely on the volume and protection of the equipment itself.

While cautiously confronting the Hobgoblin and the dragon who had escaped, the Shield Warrior nervously checked his companion, confirming that he was only injured by the backlash of magic and had not suffered any life-threatening injuries, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. However, his heart was immediately covered with dark clouds, and his mood was heavy.

"I don't care which side you are from, today none of you will be able to leave this isolated island!!!"

Erik's Anti-Magic Field was really a bit perverted, simply the nemesis of all spellcasting professions. But for a Saint like Allen, who couldn't use the energy in his body, physical strength alone was the most powerful existence in this world. The impact was certainly there, but it was much stronger than other professionals.

Fortunately, the consumption of this field was really huge. With Erik's current peak Legendary strength, which could step into the Demigod realm at any time, the area he unfolded was not enough to cover the entire island. Otherwise, the magic lock on the periphery of this island would be difficult to escape its clutches and would be completely scrapped.

However, the radiation range of the Anti-Air Field was enough to cover the entire isolated island, so that all the powerhouses could only fight on the ground. For many elite and tacit high-level professional teams, they also had the capital and opportunity to fight against it.

Overlooking the enemy of less than a hundred people not far away, Allen's killing intent was revealed at this time, and he couldn't restrain himself from releasing fierce words.

After saying this, Allen jumped down from the top of the dragon's head of more than ten meters, and still had the leisure to instruct Figglas, a powerful combat force: "Protect Erik!!"

"Don't worry!!!"

Figglas shook his slender tail, smashing pieces of dust on the already mottled and battered earth, and confidently assured Allen in a fierce battle with the Orc Assassin who was agile but had lost the ability to fly and sneak.

In the next battle, as long as he could ensure that Erik's field power would not dissipate, then he would be a god above all intelligent creatures on this isolated island!!

"Die!!!"

The full of anger and suppressed anger finally vented out at this moment without any scruples. A greatsword turned into towering mountains and raging tides in Allen's hands. Any enemy he encountered head-on, if not directly chopped and cut into mincemeat, was turned into a physical cannonball under the heavy blow, plowing up a series of continuous gullies on the ground.

In order to let the enemy step into the deadly trap he had set up step by step, Allen had been painstakingly concealing it before, just for this moment. And since the two chieftains, Fendi and Sphinx, truly exposed their final tendencies at the last moment, it naturally meant that Allen had already known the true identity of this group of enemies.

But no matter what their true identity is, since they have reached this point today, unless one side is completely destroyed, this battle will not be completely over.

"Ha!!!"

Clang!!!

Until the Dwarf Shield Warrior propped up his body and took the initiative to crash into the greatsword slashed by Allen, Allen's decisive and unmatched momentum was finally briefly curbed.