Green Monster Epic

“Today's task is very easy. All you need to do is withstand this dragon for three magic hours, and then you can rest!!”

“Of course, if you don't meet this simple requirement, then you will have to accept punishment.”

“What punishment?”

“That is to make that eyesore of a hill on your left disappear before my eyes!!”

“You will only rest today when you have removed that hill for me!!”

In the Simansa Mountains, the quarry has already penetrated deep into the edge of the main peak. The further in the excavation goes, the greater the difficulty and the amount of extraction. Just the nearly right-angled, terraced, black-gray cliffs at the edge of the quarry are enough to leave those unfamiliar with the world speechless.

Perhaps only the goblins under Allen's command would do such seemingly useless work in this godforsaken place, day after day, for decades.

But today, the quarry welcomed a new batch of people and a huge red dragon soaring in the sky.

Allen stood in the air, easily making his voice reach the ears of the three hundred goblins of varying heights on the open, flat stone surface without using amplification.

“Everyone should cherish this rare opportunity. You may never encounter a dragon in your life, let alone fight one!!”

As a leader who always knows how to take advantage of every favorable environment, Allen would not let Figglas, this dragon, take so much advantage of him for nothing, without getting something back in return.

Therefore, after determining the list for the upcoming intensive training, Allen agreed to cooperate with Figglas on the condition that Figglas would be a free training laborer, helping the carefully selected goblins in the tribe find a powerful opponent.

Listening to Allen's teasing words, the goblins below showed no fear. Instead, they were eager to experience the dragon's power.

“You have half a magic hour to devise a strategy!!”

Seeing this scene, Allen's lips curled into a playful smile.

A top-tier, high-level peak warrior combination, if properly coordinated and with a reasonable strategy, a dozen goblins might be able to briefly fight a legendary powerhouse of the warrior class without falling into a deadly situation.

However, these coordinations and tactics are not enough to be considered by a dragon who has transformed into its true form.

Techniques and spells that have a certain lethality to a legendary early-stage humanoid warrior, just trying to break through the thick scales of a legendary dragon is an extremely difficult thing, not to mention that under the dragon's strong scales, there are also strong muscles and bones, coupled with the weight of hundreds of thousands of pounds, the power of a casual blow is unbearable.

Figglas idly flapped his wings, gliding hundreds of meters above Allen's head. If Allen hadn't promised to personally cook a feast for him to taste afterward, he really wouldn't have been in the mood to be an opponent for these little guys.

As for Allen's so-called agreement to be his adventure partner, they both knew that it was just a mutually beneficial two-way choice. Allen would basically not let go of the exploration of Crescent Lake.

“Are you ready yet?”

An impatient voice came from the sky. Allen raised his head, waved his hand gently, and then looked at the group of goblins who had already formed a formation below, and shouted a signal: “Begin!!”

Whoosh!!!

The dragon descended from the sky like a cannonball, with an aura as if it was directly going to crush the goblins below.

“Rise!!”

Spark and the shield warriors suddenly stood up, jumping up almost at the same time, raising their heavy shields high, dozens of shield warriors desperately resisting the impact of the dragon.

Behind them, a group of goblins of various professions such as priests, druids, and mages chanted incantations, and rays of magic and divine spells with various colors fell on their surrounding companions. There were also rays pointing directly at the huge target in the sky. The warlocks' and mages' negative blessing spells also quickly landed on the dragon's red scales.

Thump! Bang! Bang! Thump! … …

After a dull collision sound, shield warriors fell on the stone ground like raindrops, leaving clear footprints on the hard stone slabs.

The rays also left subtle and shallow spots on the dragon's body. The attached magical energy did not produce any effect at all. The dragon still firmly landed on the ground.

Whoosh!!

The long dragon tail swept across, and the bone callus at the tip, like a heavy hammer, instantly sent countless goblins flying. However, with the earthen stone barriers that suddenly emerged from the ground, countless vines ultimately blocked Figglas's tail whip.

However, Figglas was not surprised. His wings suddenly opened and fanned, and two hurricanes directly formed. As he opened his mouth wide, a cloud of dragon breath mixed into these two hurricanes, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose several times.

Boom! Boom!

The hurricane carried flames, sweeping slowly but quickly to both sides, setting off waves of fire. The battle formation that the goblins had painstakingly built was destroyed by Figglas in this short period of time.

Clang!! Clang! Clang!!

On the scales that emitted metallic luster, dozens of figures constantly roamed, slashing and stabbing with sharp weapons carrying various energy auras, but they were still unable to break through the red dragon scales.

Figglas grabbed the ground with his sharp feet. While countless gravel splashed, the body and tail buried and entangled by vines and earth and stones suddenly swayed, and then easily flew up.

Just as he flew up, countless javelins and flying axes appeared in front of Figglas. He simply blocked them with his wings, like two thin shields, and the flying axes and javelins fell away despondently. The tail with bone callus swept across the ground again, and then several goblins holding heavy shields flew into the air, dragging trails of dust high into the air on the distant ground.

The scene was already chaotic. The formation that was once like a whole had now been divided into small groups of varying sizes, continuing their attacks on Figglas with little coordination.

“Ah!!”

“Aww ~ ~ ~”

The subsequent battle was already a one-sided scene. Countless figures flew high and then fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time. Fortunately, this was not an actual battle, and Figglas did not engage in any ruthless killing, otherwise, this seemingly large goblin team would probably have suffered heavy losses.

Allen had expected this, and even felt no disappointment in his heart. After all, the goblins were facing a dragon with legendary mid-stage peak combat power, an existence capable of competing with him.

Half a magic hour passed. When Figglas transformed back into the image of a large goblin, he floated listlessly to Allen's side, looked at the group of goblins on the ground who were wailing, shook his head, and said very dissatisfied.

"With a bunch like this, there's absolutely no threat. You really need to whip them into shape!!"

"Now, there's nothing else for me to do, right? I'm going to prepare the ingredients for tonight's dishes!!"

Before his voice even faded, Figolas's figure had already vanished into the western mountains, heading straight for the distant, endless sea, leaving only Allen behind with a cold expression as he watched the goblins on the ground, sprawled out in disarray while their companions treated their wounds.

"What a bunch of good-for-nothings!! Three hundred goblins couldn't even last for two magic hours. It seems I overestimated your abilities!!"

"Get up, all of you!!"

"If you lose, you get punished. As we agreed beforehand, if you can't completely excavate that small hill on the left today, you can forget about resting or eating!!"

The fierce voice roared from Allen's mouth, and the goblins below, who had been full of fighting spirit at the start of the battle, were now all as quiet as cicadas in winter, huddling together in small groups with dejected expressions.

"Now, get out of here!!"

Under the pressure of his powerful aura, no goblin dared to slack off. Even those who had injured their muscles and bones in the previous battle were now enduring the pain and running towards the distant, twenty-meter-high conjoined rock hill, following their teammates.

At the foot of the hill, all kinds of tools had been prepared for the goblins: chisels made of gold essence, heavy hammers made of cold iron, and many other unknown implements...

"I'm not strong enough, give me that chisel..."

"Don't grab, don't grab..."

If the goblins still had some sense of being warriors during the previous battle, with a certain degree of coordination and order, then now, suddenly faced with labor that was relatively unfamiliar and didn't require much cooperation, conflicts began to arise among them.

Many goblins began to form groups, as they were all from the same tribe and many were familiar with each other. Spark's Rock Adventure Squad, Amanda's Snow Wolf Squad, and even more stable teams didn't need to say much; they had already gathered according to their respective squads and were using the strength of their teams to snatch the supplies they needed.

There were definitely goblins who were unconvinced, their eyes revealing a strong sense of killing intent, like a powder keg that could explode at any moment. They were all elites selected from thousands of warriors, and although they couldn't be called heaven's chosen, they couldn't have reached their current strength without some temper and personality.

However, in the end, everyone suppressed the anger in their hearts. Although Allen's cold eyes in the sky weren't fixed on them, the goblins, who had grown up listening to Allen's legends and regarded him as their goal, didn't dare to mess around at this time, fearing that they would be singled out and tormented by Allen.

Whether intentional or unintentional, the number of tools prepared for the goblins was less than their number, and many lone goblins didn't get a single tool in the end. When most of the guys started working with tools, they could only stare at each other empty-handed, their eyes hesitant.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings, you can't even grab a tool!!!"

The bear goblin foreman, who was gradually entering old age and could be said to be retiring in the quarry, looked contemptuously at the group of young pups and said sarcastically.

"If you don't have tools, use your hands to smash it for me. Don't even think about slacking off!!"

"However, because your labor efficiency is not high enough, your meals for today and tomorrow will be halved as a punishment for you!!"

"Also, cleaning the toilets and washing the underwear of your companions for the next two days will also be your job!!!"

The dozen or so goblins who didn't get any tools looked at each other, never expecting this outcome. Everything else was fine, but cleaning the toilets and washing other people's underwear made them lose face to some extent, and they were about to express their dissatisfaction.

Snap! Snap snap!!

Several soft whips fell from all directions. The foremen, who had been instructed by Allen to be ruthless, wouldn't indulge these pups.

"Hmph!"

"Ah!"

"Get to work!!"

The goblin warriors who were supervising didn't just have soft whips; they also had gleaming long knives at their waists, serving as silent deterrents.

Allen's gaze also swept down from the sky, completely suppressing the emotions and actions of these dozen or so goblin pups. Unwillingly, they ran into the ranks and tried to release the energy in their bodies, starting the work of opening the mountain with their bare hands.

The sounds of clanging and banging echoed in the field. Contrary to everyone's expectations, the rock structure of this hill was extremely solid, making their progress in opening the mountain extremely slow. More than one magic hour passed, and the rock hill, which didn't look very high, had only been excavated with a small gap.

At this rate, not to mention the whole day today, even with the time tomorrow, they might not be able to clear this rock hill.

Some clever goblins gradually realized the problems contained in the seemingly lively quarrying work and began to talk to their surrounding partners, offering suggestions with worry; some goblins completely ignored the surrounding events and just buried themselves in hard work, wielding their tools with great force; and even more goblins secretly loafed in the ranks, seemingly moving quickly, but in reality, their work was all bark and no bite, struggling with the same piece of hard rock in the same place for a long time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the progress of opening the rock hill was still slow. The calls for cooperation in the goblin ranks gradually increased.

But it was clear that the awakening of only a few people would not be able to move things in the right direction.

"Hey! Guys, we can't complete today's task by working so scattered!!"

"We should unite..."

"Oh! You're thinking about uniting now??"

"You didn't think about the word 'unite' when you were snatching tools earlier!!"

"That's right..."

In the end, they hadn't suffered too much, and the resentment in their hearts had been suppressed without being vented. Coupled with the irritability brought about by constantly swinging hammers and smashing hard rocks, there were quite a few goblins who were now sneering at others' relatively rational words.

The team's speaker, who had embarrassed himself, stopped his movements to compete with the help of his teammates. Even if someone else proposed cooperation, no goblins joined in at this time. At most, a few familiar teams next to each other would unite and continue their excavation in a slow and orderly manner.

The first team union ended in failure for the time being.

Allen just watched coldly, letting the goblins act freely. This was originally a play he had arranged, and the situation was also within his expectations.