Green Monster Epic

As Martha placed the control core into a crystal box with excellent shielding against magical dissipation in the distance, the influence of that device on Allen's perception became somewhat ethereal, almost imperceptible.

This brought no small trouble to Allen's subsequent pursuit of the origin of this summoning, but fortunately, the relationship between this mysterious power and Allen was not completely severed. As long as the distance between them was close enough, Allen was certain that he still had a high probability of pinpointing its location and existence.

If Allen's own guess was correct, then he mostly already understood that the object that made him feel familiar, close, and sensed a summoning aura was likely the core component used to control the demi-plane of the labyrinth that had already been found.

The suggestion that Figlas had given himself before was not without basis. As the demi-plane formed by the transformation of the fallen divine body of the goddess Mansha's womb, the Labyrinth Ruins naturally had a close, inseparable connection with the Mansha Wilderness.

The demi-plane of the labyrinth existed relying on the Mansha plane, and the resonance frequency of its demi-plane was indeed synchronized with the frequency of the Mansha reality. As the outer perimeter enchantment protecting, reinforcing, and controlling the barrier of the demi-plane of the labyrinth, the initial design had to be integrated with the demi-plane to obtain the support of the demi-plane's own energy, naturally synchronizing with the frequency vibration of the demi-plane.

For so many years, Allen had been exploring and searching for the veins of the Greenwild Plains, and its essence was also to familiarize himself with and obtain the pulse frequency of the entire Mansha Wilderness. Although he had not truly obtained and mastered the earth veins of the Greenwild Plains until now, when a magical object consistent with the Mansha veins appeared not too far from Allen, he would naturally be attracted as if by a call because he was familiar with its unique vibration frequency.

It was as if a person had been listening to a song with many noises, but the main melody was roughly complete. When the noise suddenly disappeared at a certain moment and the clear melody of the song sounded, the listener would always react immediately.

Allen was also like this. As he more carefully analyzed the familiar summoning, he felt more and more that the resonance frequency of the origin of this summoning had extremely similar places to the earth vein of the Greenwild Plains that Allen often perceived in these years.

This was also an extremely important reason for Allen's judgment.

“Roar!!”

“Hidden, cowering rats, come out and admire the unparalleled grace of the great Devouring Flame Dragon!!”

A pillar of fire-type magic, like dragon breath, spewed out from the mouth of the dragon that had transformed into its true form. As a demigod-level fire-type dragon, the power of the magic it cast was not to be underestimated. Although it was not as powerful as the dragon breath technique that he could only cast three times a day, it definitely possessed the power of ordinary legendary fire magic.

For a time, the mist shrouded in front of the two sizzled, burned, and evaporated, rising and spreading upwards, and the clear reality that had just been revealed was once again shrouded in the thick smoke rising from the burning forest.

The animals within a dozen miles were disturbed by the huge commotion and magical fluctuations. Sensing the danger, they fled out of instinct, with countless birds circling and beasts galloping.

The adventurers hiding among them also had nowhere to hide. Faced with the disturbed indigenous people of the forest, they tried to protect themselves, thus exposing their tracks, and were subsequently locked onto by the two powerhouses, Allen and Figlas.

“Got you!!!”

Figlas's fat, bloated body was at home in the sky. A pair of wings like the sky and sun slightly flapped, setting off a level six or seven gale, driving its body like a cannonball towards a team of adventurers more than a mile away who had not yet left the forest.

The dragon had not yet arrived, but its arrogant and domineering voice had already resounded throughout the entire forest.

“Hand over all the valuables in your hands, and the great Devouring Flame Dragon might consider leaving your lives!!”

Allen was silent, shook his head slightly, and his figure unfolded at the same time, closely following after him.

Although he was determined to obtain the control core, Allen would not be too tyrannical. He would not deliberately bully those teams that had nothing to do with this.

The forces that were able to know the information of the Labyrinth Ruins and organize teams to come and explore all possessed powerful strength in the Mansha Wilderness.

Although with Allen's current status and the strength of the Greenwild Tribe, he didn't need to care too much about this kind of behavior, Allen and the Temple of Ying had already offended them, so he couldn't push the other tribal forces in the wilderness into the opponent's embrace again.

Even if he couldn't win them over, he had to at least keep them neutral so that Allen wouldn't face more enemies and greater pressure at some crucial moment that might appear in the future.

Whoosh!!!

A cloud of red flames continued to spew out from the dragon's mouth, directly blooming above the heads of the team that had exposed their tracks in the distance, enveloping the space where they were.

“. God says”

At the same time, a strong aura suddenly appeared in the seemingly ordinary team on the ground. Accompanied by a dignified and solemn voice, a golden light was hidden in the bright red flames. Even after the flames dissipated, the semicircular shield formed by the golden light still emitted a dim glow.

“Heh!! It seems like we've found a big fish!!”

Figlas's voice was still arrogant, and he did not hesitate or soften in any way because the enemy in front of him revealed his identity.

Following closely, Allen's figure suddenly appeared on the right side of the huge dragon's head contour, overlooking this unlucky group of guys.

“Your Excellency Allen, are you still unwilling to let us go?? ”

When the auras of two legendary powerhouses rose in the unlucky team, Allen already knew the identity of this team. It was the mixed team of the Church of Nature and the Church of Silent Forest that had just been humiliated by himself in the labyrinth a few days ago.

At this time, the one who was terrified and made a stern voice was the legendary Fred, who had been threatened by Allen's blade against his forehead. The half-orc paladin holding a greatsword beside him tremblingly dissipated the effect of the divine protection spell he had cast.

“This is the church team that bullied your Northern Territory warriors before?? That's good, today let's let them also taste the taste of being bullied!!”

The dragon Figlas roughly imagined something from the other party's expression and words, and turned his head to say to Allen.

Only Allen, the bear goblin, closed his eyes and was in a state of contemplation, as if he didn't pay attention to the team below.

Seeing this situation, Figlas was no longer polite, opened his mouth and another ball of flames burned fiercely, preparing to launch an attack on the group of guys underground.

The two legendary Fred below tightened their faces and quickly responded, even if they knew that it would be very difficult for them to protect the safety of the hundreds of temple members around them with their own strength.

“Forget it!! Let them leave!! ”

Just as the battle was about to break out, Allen, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his tiger-like eyes. His clear and dignified voice seemed low, but it clearly and distinctly reached the ears of everyone present.

“Tss~”

The flames that Figlas was charging up in his mouth abruptly stopped. As wisps of smoke rose, Figlas roared with some dissatisfaction, “Allen, you are too soft!! ”

“Even if they are a team from the Temple Church, so what? Are we afraid of them? Who can guarantee that the thing isn’t on them!!”

“The thing is indeed not on them!!”

Allen's silence just now was not idle. Instead, he mobilized his powerful mental power to envelop the teams of the Church of Nature and the Church of Silence, sensing whether the remaining items on them were related to that mysterious object.

After a search, Allen determined that the other party did not have the things he was looking for. Since this was the case, he had no need to make things difficult for this mere team that posed no threat.

“I'll give you a chance to escape.”

“Now, immediately, leave this forest, otherwise whether you can survive will depend on whether the gods you serve will bless you!!”

“Get out!!”

Having obtained Allen's guarantee, the resentment in the eyes of the two legendary figures disappeared, replaced by joy. Although it was beneath the dignity of legendary powerhouses, Fred and his companion hurriedly called out to the trembling team members below to quickly get up and leave this place of trouble.

“This is just a bunch of small fries. The main show hasn't even started yet. You should save your magic power to deal with the guys coming from behind us!!”

“Besides, our primary task now is to find the control core. Time is precious and cannot be wasted on these guys!!”

After dismissing Fred and his unlucky group, Allen turned his head to comfort the somewhat dissatisfied dragon, gesturing meaningfully behind him.

It wasn't that he was afraid of trouble. With his current strength, as long as he unleashed his battle domain, even if this team had two legendary figures sitting in command, Allen was absolutely confident that he could eliminate them within ten minutes.

However, the always rational and cautious Kobold leader, after confirming that the other party did not possess what he needed, could not find any reason to kill this team after weighing the pros and cons.

On the contrary, his behavior of bullying the weak might give the Church of Nature an excuse, causing the Church of the Food God to gradually come into the open and suffer reasonable suppression from the other side once again.

“Hmph!!”

Allen's words had a somewhat comforting effect on the dragon, but the proud dragon still snorted coldly, and then flew forward again, looking for the next unlucky prey.

Allen shrugged, not caring. He would personally cook a delicious meal for this dragon later, and all the resentment would disappear.

The Kobold and the dragon cooperated tacitly, rampaging through the forest that had been regarded as a dangerous place by adventurers for countless years, constantly forcing out teams that had not had time to leave, and verifying whether there were any items that the Kobold Saint was concerned about in their teams.

However, in this vast forest, wanting to find a mysterious object that even Allen and the others didn't know what it looked like was easier said than done. Before they could search a large area, the auras of the powerhouses rushing from Mansa City had already appeared around this forest.

“...”

Outside the forest, a group of powerhouses from various churches and wilderness tribes looked at each other silently, keeping a safe distance from each other. Even those who were closely related, such as the Church of Nature and the Church of the Silent Forest, who were usually allies, only smiled slightly when they saw each other now, but did not step forward to form a group.

Obviously, the value of a demi-plane, even in the eyes of the Temple Church with its rich foundation, was of great strategic value, and no one could give up the opportunity to strengthen their own church.

“The target should still be inside.”

While everyone was confronting each other briefly, someone was not idle. Avia, the legendary high-level prophet of the Church of Nature, held a transparent crystal ball the size of a human head in her hand, and quietly said to the Saint-level Paladin Michael, the head of the Inquisition, who was blocking the gaze of many observers directly in front.

As a prophet and a very excellent astrologer, Avia could only obtain a rough picture through the combination of crystal and divination, as well as the changes in the stars in the sky, but she could not completely lock the exact location of the things they wanted to find.

However, the magic interference brought about by the special conditions of the Misty Forest itself made Avia's divination even more difficult, further strengthening her judgment on the location of the target.

Hearing the answer given by Avia, the expression of the dignified Paladin Michael softened and then hardened. His eagle eyes swept across the opponents around him, containing a strong meaning of deterrence and warning, and then he waved his hand and led several companions directly into the thick fog.

Seeing Michael and his group move forward and disappear, the others no longer hesitated. Their eyes met with the familiar faces around them in a complicated manner, and then they followed closely behind.

The Misty Forest, which covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters, has never been as lively as it is today, gathering such high-quality powerhouses. The various fierce beasts and creatures that live proudly in this jungle are either hiding deep underground and trembling under the guidance of their strong animal instincts, or rushing towards the depths of the forest and the outer edges.

The changes in the jungle made the adventurer teams in it a little flustered for a while, and even those teams with legendary powerhouses sitting in command felt a little overwhelmed.

A large part of the reason why the Misty Forest can be called one of the five most dangerous places is the various magical beasts, fierce beasts, and magical plants that have always lived in it.

Integrating the unique geographical environment of the Misty Forest, these creatures that have lived in the forest for many years and are integrated with the environment here possess various strange abilities and magical methods that are very strange. In order to survive, the somewhat crazy forest natives will treat any foreign creatures that stand in their way as enemies and launch fierce attacks.

The half-elf Martha, relying on the natural affinity talent inherent in her elven bloodline, keenly sensed the anomalies in the forest, and at the same time, a sense of inexplicable urgency and crisis arose in her heart. Although she was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, she did not delay, and mustered the last of her strength to continue rushing towards the outer edge of the forest.