Green Monster Epic

Chapter 456: Crushing

Alan hid in the clouds, biding his time and watching the chase on the ground with great interest.

The Wilderness Adventure Team was indeed powerful. The nine-person team had three spellcasters, and their spellcasting levels had reached the high-tier, suppressing the human team's spellcaster.

Fortunately, a key consideration for the humans choosing Os Gorge as their hiding place was the turbulent and wide Gokun River in the gorge. The three figures, except for occasionally surfacing to check the surroundings, remained hidden in the deep water.

This was a great test for the Mad Wolf Adventure Team's search.

However, with a water elemental summoned by the troll shaman, the Mad Wolf Team still caught the humans' trail and forced them ashore.

What followed was a long siege. At this time, the goblin Melotti finally had a stage to display her strength. Only one step away from becoming a Legend, the heavy hammer in her hand completely suppressed the two human warriors, smashing their defenses to pieces like a storm sweeping away fallen leaves.

Her mental power could already form a tangible force of pressure, creating a powerful deterrent against her opponents. At the same time, it also allowed Melotti to better control every ounce of strength in her body. Affected by the mental attacks, Melotti's physical body was also slowly changing to better withstand the burden brought by the powerful mental power.

If it weren't for taking that step to break through to Legend, Melotti wouldn't still be wandering in the wilderness. Her tribe wouldn't have allowed this hope for the future to continue lingering on the edge of life and death.

The gnome mage Terence constantly cast spells, but his eyes were always watching Melotti, who was fiercely fighting ahead. As a fellow tribesman who came out to adventure and travel with Melotti, Terence also bore an important mission: to ensure Melotti's safety during the adventure.

The difference in team strength and individual combat power meant that even though the human spy team was wealthy, throwing out countless scrolls, potions, and other auxiliary means without regard for cost, they ultimately couldn't completely escape their predicament.

Fighting and fleeing, when the human team's mage was at the critical stage of casting a spell, the troll shaman seized the opportunity and directly froze the mage's waving staff with a frost shock. The human mage's spell immediately failed, and the backlash made the human mage's brain feel as if it were being pricked by countless hornet needles.

Without the human mage's spell cover, the two human warriors, who were already at a disadvantage, were immediately left with several deep, bone-deep wounds by the wilderness warriors.

With blood flowing freely, the three human spies knew that the situation was beyond redemption. They exchanged a subtle signal with their eyes. The human mage threw a ring into the air, and a burst of bright white light instantly turned the wilderness warriors' vision white.

Seeing this, the three humans used all sorts of means. A dozen scrolls and several magical items were thrown out, instantly covering the area within a dozen meters with clouds of white, black, and red smoke, along with a fragrant aroma wafting towards the people's noses.

Terence had closed his eyes in advance the moment the flashbang took effect. When the dense smoke rose, he didn't hesitate to chant a spell. By the time his companions' vision gradually returned to normal, the spell in Terence's hand was also complete.

A whirlwind soared into the sky, sweeping all the surrounding smoke into the air. When the smoke cleared, the three human figures had disappeared from the spot.

"Chase!!"

Shield Warrior Ryan scanned with his eagle eyes. The traces left by the opponent's hasty escape were obvious. With a command, the team tacitly split into three small teams, each chasing in a different direction.

Soon, in the corners of this complex terrain, bursts of fierce fighting and spell explosions rose and fell.

Alan, like a lurking viper, patiently hid in the clouds in the sky, quietly watching everything that happened in the canyon. He had no intention of taking action yet, although he was very sure of his target's location.

Anyway, he didn't care who won the battle below. It would be safer to take action after they had decided the victor. Alan didn't think that he would truly be invincible after advancing to Legend. Thinking carefully, in the past few decades, Alan knew of no fewer than 20 Legends who had fallen.

Among them, in the battles where he personally killed or indirectly participated in targeting experts above Legend, nearly ten people had lost their lives before his eyes.

Half a day later, the battle in the canyon finally came to an end. The result was not unexpected. The Mad Wolf Adventure Team, with its greater strength and numerical advantage, achieved the final victory. The only slight flaw was that they failed to completely annihilate the three-person human spy team, but rather allowed the human mage to continuously cast several long-distance teleportation spells, escaping their pursuit.

Of course, the Mad Wolf Team members also suffered considerable damage. The orc who was directly hit by the hexogen used by the humans directly lost his life, and the others suffered varying degrees of injuries.

Just as the team reunited, treating their wounds, searching for and distributing the spoils from the two human spies, and cutting off their heads, a violent tremor suddenly came from a distant place, like an 8-9 magnitude earthquake. The group raised their heads and looked in the direction of the tremor.

The scene shifted to the epicenter of the earthquake. In a jungle in the canyon mountains, countless trees were broken off at the roots, leaving a mess. From the sky, a deep pit over a hundred meters in size was deeply recessed. Standing in the center of the deep pit was a warrior in full armor, slowly withdrawing his bear paws. It was Alan, who had been hiding in the sky eavesdropping.

Beneath the bear paws was a pile of unrecognizable flesh, wrapped in a robe that faintly revealed a silky luster. A silver-gray mithril staff was twisted into a bow shape, and lay far away on the ground. Many of the gems inlaid on it were shattered into tiny crystals, no longer of any value.

Alan suddenly struck, not targeting his target immediately, but finding the human mage that the Mad Wolf Team had lost. As a member of the wilderness, Alan didn't know the purpose of the human kingdom sending this team of spies, but since he had encountered them, he didn't mind crushing this bug to death to prevent them from causing greater harm to the wilderness.

The human mage had almost exhausted his spell slots in the previous battle. When suddenly faced with an attack from a mid-tier Legend powerhouse from the sky, even if the human mage used his last life-saving means, he was directly crushed into a pile of flesh by Alan's palm due to the absolute difference in strength.

Casually collecting the spoils left by the human mage, Alan rushed again and ascended into the sky, searching for the location of his real target.

Melotti and the others felt the distant tremor, and a sense of unease arose in their hearts. After simply treating their injuries, they exchanged glances and immediately began to retreat out of the canyon.

Whatever caused such a commotion, it would be fine if it were a natural disaster. With everyone's strength, avoiding it wouldn't be too difficult. But if it were some powerful being, then the canyon might not be so safe.

Several figures, like apes, continuously leaped through the tall branches, rushing swiftly towards the lower reaches of the Kekun River.

Suddenly, a violent hurricane struck, causing the trees to sway violently, as if they were about to be snapped in half by the gale.

"Careful!!!"

Jensen, the Kobold Assassin with sharp eyes, had always been the team's vanguard, scouting for various dangers. Therefore, he was somewhat distant from the eye of the hurricane. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a figure hidden within the hurricane's center. Unable to perform an active aggressive action, Jensen had no choice but to loudly issue a warning signal.

Boom!!

Terrence, the Gnome Mage, looked on in shock. The sixth-tier Frost Shield, activated by a magical item, was useless when the enemy attacked, being cleaved in two instantly. Simultaneously severed was Terrence's diminutive body. As the upper and lower halves separated, his life force and consciousness gradually faded away.

Following up with another slash, under the dim light of the anti-magic runes, the Kobold Warlock's Flame Shield, was instantly reduced to nothingness. Only a step behind Terrence, the Kobold Warlock's soul went to accompany Terrence.

"Ah!!!!!"

Ryan, the Ogre Shield Warrior, watched helplessly as his teammates were killed before his eyes. His heart filled with grief and indignation, he raised his heavy shield high, his legs slamming hard against the branch. As the tree branch, as thick as a person's embrace, snapped, the ogre's body shot out like a cannonball, directly colliding with the unknown attacker.

Allen didn't dodge. He raised his sword, holding it vertically in front of him with both hands. Combining his mental power and rage, the Bone Cleaver, its surface covered with paint to conceal its dark-gold material, directly burst into flames. Even the original paint gradually melted in the forming flames.

Sky Splitter!!

Allen's strongest sword technique, used against a high-level Shield Warrior, was, frankly speaking, somewhat overkill. But he didn't think it was a waste.

Thud!!!!

The shockwave rolled outwards. The shield, weighing over a hundred pounds, shattered into pieces. The ogre's mountain of flesh, over two meters tall, flew backwards even faster than it had come, crashing through countless trees along the way. The ogre himself fell silent, disappearing into the forest hundreds of meters away.

"Legendary!!!"

"Run!!!"

The remaining five weren't fools. Although Allen hadn't used his Legendary pressure, his strength had been exposed, and they could naturally quickly assess the situation. Jensen, the Kobold Assassin, roared in fear, his body immediately vanishing without a trace, using Shadow Leap without hesitation, fleeing without looking back.

The other four weren't slow either. Meroti, the Great Gnome, with the sorrow still in her eyes, threw her heavy hammer away on the spot, directly towards Allen, and then dove into the river.

A flicker appeared around the Troll Shaman's body, and several small Lightning Shields appeared left and right, sometimes visible, sometimes not. He followed Meroti's actions, falling into the Kekun River.

The Gnoll Warrior jumped down from the tree, directly disappearing into the dim jungle, not joining Meroti and the others. The more people gathered together, the greater the chance of being hunted down. On the contrary, scattering and fleeing might offer a glimmer of hope.

On the other side, the Half-Elf Archer tapped her feet continuously. With each tap, her body floated dozens of meters away. Even in flight, her movements seemed somewhat elegant...

Letting the Great Gnome's thrown hammer pass, Allen frowned slightly. His movements weren't slow either. He sent the Bone Cleaver towards the Half-Elf, who had already run a hundred meters away. The surging rage detached from the sword tip, instantly extending to the elf's back. Sensing the sharp sword wind coming from behind, the Half-Elf's eyes hardened. In mid-air, she turned her body, using her longbow as a shield, while twisting her waist to move to the left.

Crack!

Pfft!!

Half of the Half-Elf's chest was gone. The broken bow, snapped in two, along with the other party's corpse, drew an arc, falling into the forest.

Hitting the target with one strike, the edge formed by rage instantly retracted, merging back into the Bone Cleaver. Allen casually slashed to the right, and a wide, long wave of rage flew out from the Bone Cleaver again, gradually enlarging. All the trees and vines blocking the way were instantly broken in half. Under the powerful area attack, the Gnoll's figure had nowhere to hide, reappearing in Allen's eyes.

The Bone Cleaver was swung twice more, and a cross-shaped slash of rage, centered on the Gnoll's back, flew towards him rapidly. Under the wide-ranging attack, the Gnoll had nowhere to escape, turning around and raising two single-edged axes, making a defensive stance with a desperate look in his eyes.

Boom!!

The deep canyon seemed to have been plowed. Allen no longer paid attention to the Gnoll, his body flying over the Kekun River, standing at the location where Meroti and the Troll Shaman had jumped into the river earlier.

"Hmph!!!"

The physical shock brought about by the Sky Splitter hadn't stopped, preventing Allen from displaying his full strength, but using Ground Shattering Slash was still no problem.

Allen let out a sharp shout, and the Bone Cleaver in his hand took Allen directly towards the river surface, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar. Dozens of meters wide and nearly a hundred meters long, the river water directly poured into the sky, the entire river surface a vast expanse of white.

The Troll Shaman and the Great Gnome Meroti, who had dived into the river, couldn't help themselves, being swept up by the powerful force, along with the surrounding river water, flying into the sky. The turbulent waves slammed against their chests and abdomens, as if an invisible strongman had directly bound their bodies, making it difficult for them to breathe, their bones making creaking sounds of pressure.

Allen's eyes were sharp, easily spotting the two figures dozens of meters apart. He didn't know when a throwing axe had appeared in his hand, and with a whoosh, he threw it towards the Troll on the left.

Pfft!

The Troll's blood directly dyed the surrounding river water red within a few meters. The tattered body, mixed with the river water, fell back into the river channel with the force of inertia.

At the same time, Allen's hovering body directly passed through countless water droplets, taking control of the Bone Cleaver with his left hand, and stretching his right hand forward, grabbing towards the white mist.

"Ah ya!!!"

A shrill voice rang out. Meroti's eyes were solemn, her hands ready. When she saw Allen's figure getting closer and closer, her fists actively smashed towards Allen.

Bang!

Pfft!

After a muffled sound, Meroti spat out a mouthful of green blood, along with pieces of minced internal organs. Her body passed through the white waves, falling towards the riverbank on the opposite side.

Boom!!

Several towering trees crashed down, and Meroti was embedded in a constantly shaking, shattering tree, barely alive.

After all, she was a being infinitely close to Legendary. Although her mental power and body were still somewhat distant from a true Legendary, Meroti still had the ability to withstand a Legendary strike head-on without dying.

"Who… who are you?"

Struggling out of the tree, looking at the increasingly close steel armor, Meroti asked in despair.

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