Green Monster Epic

When everything settled down, Allen finally stopped grilling, handed it over to Mauro, restrained his aura, and disguised himself as an ordinary high-level warrior. He frequently roamed the wilderness, inquiring about human movements while honing his skills.

Allen seemed to have a real talent for heavy strike techniques. Even before inheriting any skills, he naturally learned the skill of applying force for heavy strikes. Later, while studying and mastering the Heavy Blow feat, he integrated the heavy strike techniques into every simple, ordinary attack of his. And after Allen obtained the Legendary Feat crystal of Devastating Blow, he only needed a few months to get started. Now, more than a year later, his mastery of Devastating Blow no longer requires a long charge-up period, and he can use it frequently in actual combat.

After Allen mastered the Devastating Blow feat, his own strength also improved significantly, at least much more than when he first entered the Legendary realm.

No one on either side of the buffer zone could have imagined that Allen, as a Legendary powerhouse, would disregard his status and disguise himself as a high-level warrior, frequently running to the war zone to slaughter warriors who were not even in the same class.

Killing enemies was secondary. For Allen, his inner unease stemmed from the unclear movements of the human coalition forces. More and more human troops were arriving in the vicinity of the Great Falls, increasing from an initial number of 50,000 to nearly 500,000 troops, and even now, the enemy's reinforcements had not stopped, increasing every moment.

This brought great pressure to the wilderness coalition forces on the shores of Lake Samay. Due to the calm situation on the eastern front and the extremely tense situation on the western front, the 100,000 troops on the shores of Lake Samay had dwindled to less than 80,000. Even Nordin, the Temple Knight, had been transferred to the western front a few days ago. The coalition's upper echelons made various unwise moves, and although Ahmad, Nordin, and other high-ranking officials argued with reason, they were rejected by the coalition's upper echelons due to their weak influence.

Therefore, Allen and his comrades were under great pressure. As a novice military commander, Allen knew that he couldn't contribute much in terms of strategic layout, so he had to do what he could. In Allen's view, the so-called Legendary was just a little stronger than ordinary warriors, and it didn't mean that he could really be superior.

Mauro and several other members of his tribe had already been arranged by Allen to take a large amount of scavenged supplies and withdraw towards Mansa City, leaving Lolo by his side to manage the grilling and handle some daily chores for Allen.

Mauro was crippled and not safe on the front lines. This was a good opportunity for him to take refuge in the rear. If the front lines really went to war, Allen wouldn't have to worry about their safety, and he could withdraw at any time.

On the distant horizon, another group of people appeared. A cruel killing intent flashed in Allen's eyes, and then his figure disappeared like a ghost among the uneven ground.

Eric Barkley, once a Holy Warrior of the Temple of Spring, now a disbeliever, wandered desolately in the wilderness with the fifteen companions he had left. They didn't know where to go next or where their souls should return.

As the seed left by the Church of Spring, Eric was originally supposed to lead his companions, along with the old friends who had parted ways two months ago, to work hard to accumulate strength and spread the light of the Goddess of Spring in the mortal world.

But in the end, a Legendary powerhouse from the Icewind Nation shattered the faith in the hearts of these seeds of the Temple.

They never imagined that the tragic situation of the millions of believers and tens of thousands of shepherds in the Spring Country was actually a conspiracy jointly forged by the Goddess of Spring and the human gods. For the ambition of the Goddess of Spring, the entire Spring Country was reduced to a bloody battlefield of demons and devils, and the achievements of the Church's countless years of hard work ultimately became ruins.

At first, Eric would never have believed it, but when the orphan of the William royal family of the Spring Country appeared under the protection of the court Archmage Angelo and presented conclusive evidence, devout Holy Warriors and priests couldn't accept the truth and directly committed suicide in front of everyone.

In the end, Eric despondently gave up his unwavering faith in the past, but he couldn't accept the overtures of the Legendary mage of the Icewind Nation. In despair, he led the dozen or so companions around him, wandering like lonely ghosts in the old land of the Spring Country.

The remaining companions were divided into two groups. One group still didn't believe the testimony of Archmage Angelo and his companions, and still firmly held the banner of the Church, heading towards Mingxi City. The other group accepted the invitation of the Legendary mage of the Icewind Nation and went to the Icewind Nation with the orphan of the William royal family.

On Eric's way forward, he also encountered troubles. In addition to attacks by stray demons and devils, the human coalition forces, after discovering their existence, actually allowed them to wander around without making any active attacks. This indirectly verified the claims of Archmage Angelo and his companions.

In the past, the Spring Country, because it was more inclined to the Temple of Nature, was very unwelcome by the human countries, not to mention that it was now in a state of war. There wasn't even a basic inquiry, which showed that the other party already knew of the existence of his group.

Wandering aimlessly, Eric originally wanted to lead this team to the east, at least there was an enemy from the Ferman World—a demon—in the east, and even if he died in battle, it wouldn't be in vain.

But when Eric was about to make up his mind, the 3-4 innocent faces of children in the team made Eric hesitate again. It was easy for adults like them to make choices and take responsibility, but how innocent were these children? He couldn't let them bear responsibilities that they shouldn't bear!

As for handing these children over to the surrounding humans, that was out of the question. When he thought of what the Goddess of Spring and the human gods had done, Eric felt heart-wrenching pain in his heart. He had given all his youth of the past thirty years to the Goddess of Spring, and now it seemed how pitiful and pathetic he was.

Originally, Eric, as a Holy Warrior, was only one step away from being promoted to Legendary, but with the collapse of his faith and the slumber of the Goddess of Spring, his strength also fell from the peak of level 15 to the beginning of level 14. And his companions, except for the 4 young children, had all suffered from falling levels, but the impact was different due to individual talents and conditions.

At this time, although his strength had declined, Eric, whose mental strength was still at its peak, keenly sensed a trace of malice that suddenly appeared around him, slowly approaching. Without hesitation, he made a fighting stance and issued instructions to his surrounding comrades.

"Be careful, prepare to fight!!"

The surrounding companions were all old buddies who had followed Eric for a long time. Although they didn't feel anything wrong, when Eric issued a warning, a dozen companions had already formed a complete formation, surrounding the 4 human children in the middle.

"Boom!!"

Figures shuttled back and forth, and Allen's Bone Reaver was directly blocked by the heavy shield in Eric's hand. Although the powerful blow made Eric take several steps back involuntarily, it was far from achieving what Allen had hoped for.

A look of surprise flashed in Allen's eyes, and when he looked again, he realized that the magical auras of the members of the opposing team were interconnected. It seemed that the power of his previous heavy slash had been distributed to other unrelated members of the human team, which greatly reduced the effect of Allen's sneak attack.

Humans really had many tricks. At least Allen had never seen such a situation among the adventurers in the wilderness, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested. Of course, interest was interest. Since Allen had taken action, he had no intention of showing mercy. Killing most of them and leaving two alive would probably allow him to interrogate something.

"Everyone be careful, this is a Legendary powerhouse!!"

Eric shook the heavy shield in his left hand a few times, and a stern aura flashed in his eyes. The first thing he thought of was to remind his companions of the strength of the enemy who suddenly appeared, and then he vigilantly scanned Allen with a pair of fierce eyes.

Allen's Bone Reaver quickly dragged and swung, and the sword wind swept across. Eric immediately thrust the heavy shield into the soil in front of him and mustered all his strength to resist, but he didn't expect Allen's sweep to be just a feint. Just as the opponent's heavy shield was thrust down, Allen pulled and pushed back the arms holding the sword, turning the sweep into a stab, suddenly changing a target, and pouncing fiercely to the left, brushing past Eric's heavy shield.

Ding! Clang clang!!

Several different weapons intertwined to block Allen's Bone Reaver. Although the heavy force on the sword was shaken away from the blocking weapons one by one, when Allen's Bone Reaver's momentum was exhausted, his target had already taken several steps back, dodging his attack range.

Pfft!!

Just when everyone thought that Allen was about to return empty-handed, the target's left rib suddenly tore open a wound, as if hit by an invisible weapon. The target human quickly dodged to the side in surprise, while Allen retracted his sword with a regretful look.

When Eric failed to block Allen's sweep, he already knew that something was wrong. After pulling out the heavy shield, he didn't care about anything else and backhanded a shield charge, directly pouncing towards Allen's position with both man and shield, just in time to catch up with Allen's exhausted sword.

Allen didn't panic either. He kicked his foot, and the person retreated in the counter-shock, while the opponent's man-shield stopped in the middle with a fierce kick.

"My lord, we are refugees from the Spring Country, not soldiers of the human coalition forces, please stop!!"

Faced with the attack of a Legendary powerhouse, Eric and his companions were naturally uneasy. In a short time, they could use their learned skills and formations to entangle with Allen, but the final result after a long time was needless to say. Therefore, after seeing Allen's face clearly, Eric cautiously made a defensive posture while introducing the identity of his group, trying to get Allen to dispel his killing intent.

Hearing the other party's call, Allen didn't stop. He dragged the Bone Cleaver and advanced again. When sword and shield clashed, his strikes showed no mercy, turning the other party's last hope into ashes.

His nimble steps stirred up dust on the ground, and the aftermath of the battle also affected the solid earth, gradually making the once-smooth ground uneven. Just as Eric and the others were gradually unable to hold on, their powerful enemy suddenly jumped back, disengaging from the entire battle.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

As the main target of Allen's attacks, Eric endured far more pressure than his companions. If it weren't for the two priest companions behind him constantly casting divine spells to help him recover from his injuries, he would have already become a cold corpse under his opponent's attacks.

The other companions were not faring well either. They used the temple's secret techniques to link themselves together, so that at least half of the force from each exchange was shared among them. In addition, Allen would occasionally shift his attack target, making it feel extremely difficult for everyone.

Allen sheathed the Bone Cleaver, inserting it directly back into the scabbard behind him in front of Eric and the others. Then, with a scrutinizing gaze in his eyes, he finally spoke slowly.

"Since you are refugees from the Spring Country, why don't you go to the human kingdoms, but instead head towards our wilderness?"

Although Allen didn't have much affection for humans, it wasn't to the point of hating them.

Earlier, when the other party revealed their identity, Allen was skeptical. After all, no matter how powerful the human coalition was, it was unlikely that they would place 2-3 priests of seemingly high levels in a team of a dozen people, while also bringing 4 human children who were like burdens.

Now that he knew the others were refugees from the Spring Country, the killing intent in Allen's heart gradually dissipated. However, out of curiosity about their formation, he hadn't stopped attacking, wanting to see how long this team could last against him.

The final result satisfied Allen. Although he hadn't used his full strength, the fact that they lasted for almost half a magic hour under 80% of his strength was already a good result.

If this formation could be learned by the warriors of the Greenwild Tribe, then Allen wouldn't have to worry about the tribe lacking strong individuals to guard it, or about significant losses when tribesmen traveled abroad.

Now, the question facing Allen was how to get his hands on this secret technique.

"We are not with those guys!!"

In Eric's team, several humans showed disdain in their eyes and retorted unhappily.

Hearing this, Allen was instantly delighted, but his face didn't show any change.

"But our wilderness doesn't welcome the appearance of you humans either. If you hadn't met me today, the outcome would probably not have been optimistic."

Some ghostly figures gradually appeared around the wilderness, perhaps disturbed by the previous battle between Allen and the others. They groped over, wanting to see if there were any scraps to pick up. Allen's eyes turned cold, and the aura of a legendary powerhouse suddenly burst out, instantly shocking several figures around him who quickly scurried away, fleeing into the distance without a care.

He casually took out a throwing axe, and without even aiming properly, the throwing axe flew out with a sharp, piercing sound. Not long after, a scream came from afar. Allen didn't pay much attention to the specific result, because his mental perception told him that although the target had suffered a blow, they were still quickly leaving.

As he devoted more effort to his throwing axe skills, Allen's originally not-so-talented ranged throwing axe techniques gradually became more proficient. Although he wouldn't claim to be able to hit the bullseye every time, hitting a steadily moving figure within a hundred meters was not a big problem.

"We are just a group of homeless, pitiful people. I think the Feywild will eventually have a place for us to live."

Eric's eyes were desolate. As he led his group north, he subconsciously hoped that the Temple of Nature would accept them. After all, in the beliefs they had held for many years, they and the Temple of Nature were closely related allies.

Moreover, the self-sacrifice of the Father of the Oak filled Eric with admiration. Although the mages of the Icewind Country had told them a shocking piece of news, the concept of faith in the gods that had been established for a long time was not enough to break Eric's awe of the gods in a short period of time.

"If you are still going north, why not rest for a while by Lake Samath?"

Allen's expression gradually softened as he looked at the tired and desolate appearance of this group of humans, and he extended an invitation: "I have some status in the Lake Samath military camp, and protecting you from attacks by wilderness warriors is not a problem."

"After you have rested well, it won't be too late to decide where to go. What do you say?"

Allen's eyes were sharp. This group of people looked like members of the clergy, but the position where the emblem of their god should have been embroidered on their right chest was now empty. Generally speaking, clergy members would only put away their emblems to conceal their identities. Otherwise, even during ordinary rest, clergy members would not be without the emblems of the gods they worshipped, as they were now.

However, judging from his previous interactions with them, they didn't seem to be trying to hide their identities, which made Allen curious.

If they accepted his invitation, it would mean that they were open and honest, and Allen could have more time to figure out their true identities. But if they rejected his suggestion, then, he was sorry, Allen would prepare to take action again, and use his true strength to deal with these guys.

Eric didn't know that the bear earth spirit in front of him, whose face looked kind, had once again developed killing intent in his heart. Faced with the other party's invitation, he himself fell into contemplation.

When Eric raised his head again, he nodded solemnly with a grateful look in his eyes: "Then thank you, sir!!"

"You're welcome!!"

Allen's expression remained unchanged. He waved his hand and turned around, leading the group slowly towards Lake Samath to the north.

"Looking at your appearance, you should be members of the clergy, why don't I see you wearing emblems?"

Although Allen was now a legendary figure, and had more in-depth access to the secrets of the wilderness than before, he still knew nothing about the detailed events of the Father of the Oak being plotted against. For example, the Goddess of Spring betraying the Nature God system, the destruction of the Wall of the Faithless, etc., were all tightly sealed off by the high-level members of the various temples, and were not spread externally.

Therefore, although Allen roughly guessed the affiliation of the gods they believed in, he didn't show any malice towards Eric and his group because he didn't understand the deeper secrets.

"This…"

In the human team, several members showed embarrassed and ashamed expressions on their faces, and were reluctant to explain.

"We are just a group of people who have lost their faith, and we will never have faith again!!"

Compared to the various expressions on the faces of his other companions, Eric himself seemed very calm, and calmly gave Allen an answer.

"I know that the gods we once believed in have done many things that are extremely harmful to the nature gods, and it is right for you to hate us. But please believe that we are also victims who have been蒙蔽. When we knew the truth, we had already made our choice…"

"Wait, what do you mean by that?"

"Sir, don't you know? The slumber of Lord Sylvanus is actually a conspiracy set up jointly by the Goddess of Spring and the human gods, they…"

Allen never expected that a group of human refugees that he had temporarily decided to keep would eventually tell him some deeper secrets, allowing him, who had been kept in the dark, to finally have a deeper understanding of many things in the world of the gods.

And when he heard that a group of human powerhouses from the Eternal Truth Council of the Icewind Country had crossed countless dangerous situations and broken the legendary miracle creation, the Wall of the Faithless, at the cost of self-sacrifice, Allen was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

It turned out that in places he didn't know, so many wonderful things were happening. Countless powerhouses were working hard for their respective purposes and pursuits, and even those gods who were high above were making betrayals and sacrifices for their ambitions.

At this moment, when Allen looked up at the starry sky again, his awe of the gods gradually disappeared with everything Eric had娓娓道来.

From Eric's words, the image of the Goddess of Spring gradually changed from a gentle and kind appearance to a cold, ruthless, and cruel one. Not everyone could be like the Goddess of Spring, who could easily sacrifice millions of believers who regarded Her as a mother for the sake of Her own greater power and desire.

"Since you have given up your previous faith and have nowhere to go, why not settle in my tribe!!"

Allen turned his head and looked at this group of humans again, and there was suddenly a few more traces of pity in his eyes.

Of course, compared to those few strands of pity, what Allen wanted to get more was still the joint attack formation of Eric and his group, and the legacy they might have brought out from the Spring Church.

"The wilderness tribes in the south don't have a very good attitude towards you humans, after all, they are still at war with humans. And after hearing about the conflicts between the gods you once believed in and the nature gods, I don't think the clergy members of the Temple of Nature will necessarily tolerate you."

"…"

"Of course, don't rush to make a decision, think about it!"

However, Allen also knew that haste makes waste. After just giving a little advice in passing, he didn't mention this matter again, but instead changed the topic and continued to inquire about many things he didn't know.

Along the way, wilderness patrol teams approached, but they were easily driven away by Allen, until he took Eric and his group near the military camp and found a relatively quiet and secluded place to set up camp.