Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1084

Earth Shatter!!

Heaven Splitter!!!

Instant Kill!!!

The three powerful combat skills were executed in one go, yet each targeted a different opponent. Simultaneously, several attacks surged towards the Bugbear Allen, aiming to send him back empty-handed.

In this chaotic battle, the stronger one's strength, the more likely they were to be besieged, especially Allen, this anomaly who clearly didn't originate from the Temple's forces. Although it wasn't intentional, there was still a hint of arrogance and rudeness in everyone's subconscious, not believing that the Bugbear Allen was qualified to compete with them for that treasure.

The greatsword shifted to the left, blocking the ogre's battle axe's fierce blow. Amidst the clang of metal, Allen's body suddenly swung to the other side, narrowly avoiding another Saint's attack.

While airborne, Allen spun and brandished the greatsword in his hand, quickly raising it high. The magic-breaking runes etched into the sword's body were instantly activated.

Clang!!

Buzz buzz buzz!!!

A powerful electric magic, relentlessly pursuing like a maggot attached to a bone, directly collided with the dark gold greatsword. A surging net of electricity instantly enveloped half the sky, engulfing Allen's figure as well.

Seeing this situation, the other powerhouses made no further moves and chased after the half-elf, who was being kicked around in the air like a soccer ball.

"Die!!"

Just as everyone was single-mindedly chasing after their target, a solemn and majestic voice suddenly erupted from behind, like a deity descending and issuing a divine decree. At the same time, a strong sense of crisis arose in everyone's hearts.

Before everyone could react, a golden light suddenly shot out from the silver-white electric net, sweeping across. Subsequently, the entire world slowly cracked open from where the golden light had flashed. A line of silent, still, eternal blackness grew from small to large, rapidly covering the entire sky.

The mist that perpetually lingered above the forest had actually been gradually dispelled during the constant fighting among these powerhouses, revealing the azure sky and the brilliant sun.

It was precisely the moment when the sun was shining brightly, but with the sudden appearance of darkness, the sun in the sky also lost its color in the face of this situation. The surrounding colorful material world instantly transformed into a dead and silent land shrouded in black and gray.

The various powerhouses who bore the brunt of the killing move all displayed their abilities, contending with the golden light. The result was that under the threat of the golden light and the subsequent spatial fissures, they either actively retreated or were passively forced out, ultimately leaving an empty area around the half-elf for a time.

And at this moment, a phantom suddenly shot out from the dissipating electric net, heading straight for the half-elf who was still drifting aimlessly in mid-air.

".\u0026@"

Seeing this, the few spellcasters in the distance, whose gazes had never left the target, immediately reacted, chanting mysterious incantations and drawing magic circles. Streams of magic and divine spells swiftly descended.

"I'll help you!!"

A huge shadow descended from the sky under the cover of darkness, using its massive body to withstand the terrifying magic and divine spells. It was the dragon Figglas, who had been entangled with the priest Frank.

At this moment, Figglas finally realized that in this melee of several Saints, merely restraining one Saint-level priest was a complete waste. What it should be doing was unleashing its extremely powerful physical body and massive size, shielding its companion Allen and forcefully seizing the target.

Otherwise, if they continued to entangle and fight like this, their chances of obtaining the target would only decrease.

For the sake of the delicacies Allen had promised it, and also for the sake of their centuries-old friendship, Figglas was going all out this time, doing its best to help Allen obtain this precious item.

Boom!!

Sizzle~~

Thump~~~

The brilliance of various magic and divine spells mutually canceled and contended with the dragon's flame shield on its body. The dragon's self-protection magic was ultimately no match for the combined attacks of several powerhouses. The power of the magic splash landed on its massive body, but it was ultimately withstood by it.

And the Bugbear Allen, sheltered by its massive body, finally approached within a hundred meters of the half-elf.

The closer he got to the target, the more vigilant and cautious Allen became. Just as a chilling and bone-piercing killing intent had just surged into his heart, he rolled his greatsword, and the Torrent Sword, combining offense and defense, stirred up a black hurricane that firmly protected him.

Ding ding ding~

Countless metal collisions and sparks rose. The Saint-level assassin Sherman unleashed hundreds of sword strikes in one or two breaths, but still couldn't break through the hurricane formed by the sword's edge.

Just as his aura paused slightly, the hurricane abruptly stopped, and the dark gold greatsword suddenly pierced out from the darkness, instantly creating a huge bloody hole in front of Sherman.

The greatsword twisted again, and the Saint-level assassin's body immediately turned into powder. However, that figure was just the assassin's remaining phantom; his true self had already shifted more than ten meters away, calmly avoiding Allen's killing move.

"Get lost!!"

Allen, who had once again revealed his true form, raised his hand and shot out more than a dozen Fury Slashes, blocking the opponent's space to move left, right, up, and down.

While slashing, Allen's figure also kept moving, continuing to shoot towards the half-elf not far away.

The group of powerhouses below the demigod level at the edge of the battlefield, seeing that the Bugbear was about to succeed, also disregarded everything and used their own means, trying to delay the Bugbear's advance.

Scrolls, magical tools, javelins, or spears came whistling, although they knew that these attacks posed little threat to a Saint, they could still bring some trouble to the Saint.

Of course, there were also a few legendary or demigod-level spellcasters who turned their targets to the half-elf who had been cast with a levitation spell. Magic such as gusts of wind and ice cones directly attacked the target, using the interaction between the powerful protective magic and divine spells on the other party's body and the offensive magic to knock the half-elf further away.

The dragon Figglas was also exerting all its strength at this time, spitting out a breath of dragon fire that burned half the sky. The space that had just been healed by the will of the plane actually showed signs of melting and tearing again under the burning of this dragon breath.

The other Saints protected themselves in the dragon breath, each displaying their own abilities, but unexpectedly, in addition to the dragon breath, the dragon's constantly roaring dragon roar actually contained a powerful magic.

Flame World!!

The dragon, whose actual strength was still only a demigod, had not yet mastered its own domain power, but the spellcasting ability deeply rooted in the dragon clan's bloodline, combined with their innate magical talent, always caused the self-awakened spell-like effects to increase with their strength.

This instinctive spell-like ability had already been cast once before, creating great trouble for the Saint-level priest Frank, and even causing the other party to suffer a little loss and be slightly injured.

At this time, combined with the superimposed effect of the Dragon Breath spell, some Saints were caught off guard by the fireball hidden in the sky full of flames, which immediately triggered a series of explosive effects.

Boom boom boom!!

Boom boom boom!!!

The dragon Figglas was proud enough to have trapped five or six Saints for more than a dozen breaths with its own strength.