Green Monster Epic

"…Speaking of which, in the blink of an eye, our Chieftain cleaved the firmament with a single strike, instantly shattering the chaotic, rampaging lightning in the sky with the Bone Cleaver in his hand. The overcast sky parted, revealing the azure expanse that had been missing for so long…"

"Bravo!!!"

"So powerful!!!"

In a small tavern near the residential area of Green Lake Town, various faces filled the room. Most of them were goblins of all sizes, interspersed with some other native figures, such as ogres, dark elves, and gnolls.

Taverns are a good place for goblins with a little spare money to pass the time, and also a gathering place for various information. At this time, next to the tavern bar, a small goblin was standing on a low stool, vividly describing the legendary battle half a year ago.

Although the battle with the drow did not take place in the Muir Fortress, and although more than half a year had passed, various legends and stories about that great battle could be heard everywhere in the Green Field Tribe. Goblins of all sizes would always describe the magnificent scenes that occurred at that time as earth-shattering after meals, as if they were there at the time.

It's not that all the goblins who tell this story are just hearsay. Many goblin warriors also retreated from the battlefield at that time. After all, the tribe sent out two thousand elite warriors at that time. However, it is clear that the short goblin in front of me was definitely not one of the two thousand warriors at that time.

In the dark corner of the tavern, a delicate goblin girl's face was listening to the story of the short goblin at the bar with great interest. Although the owner of this face was actually the protagonist who personally experienced the battlefield at that time, she still couldn't help but want to hear how ordinary goblins described the battle.

"Hmph, that's not right at all."

Halfway through listening, the girl couldn't listen anymore. The short goblin's description of the story was magnificent and dangerous, but it didn't have the shocking scene that happened in the real battlefield. As a direct student of Chieftain Allen, she was naturally very dissatisfied with this story that obviously belittled Allen.

That's right, the girl who was secretly eavesdropping in the dark was one of the only two legends in Green Lake Town, and also the pride of the Green Field Goblins, the goddess in the hearts of countless young goblins, the beautiful and generous Cole.

Only a legend like Cole would be bored enough to hide in a small tavern and listen to others tell stories. Moreover, in order to hear the topics that those goblins usually like to chat about, and not be noticed by outsiders, she also put her mind to work and found a goblin who had nothing to do with her to open this small tavern in his name.

Of course, Cole would never admit that it was because she had too much alcohol and was too greedy for the various snacks that emerged in the tribe, and was afraid that her students would see her eating habits, so she specifically opened this small tavern.

"Don't let this kid tell stories in our shop again next time."

Cole turned her head and said to the person behind her.

"Understood."

A middle-aged hobgoblin outline, missing a right arm and with a scar on the bridge of his nose, loomed in the dim light.

The hobgoblin Arnie is the nominal owner of this small tavern. In fact, he himself was an adventurer that Cole picked up from the depths of the Catoer Mountains during an outing. At that time, he was seriously injured and was targeted by a mid-level magical beast, the Forest Python. He thought he was going to silently become the food of this big python, but he happened to be discovered by Cole who was passing by. She easily killed the unlucky Forest Python and rescued him, who had his arm bitten off.

After Cole brought this outsider back to Green Lake Town, she casually threw him to her student Brooke and asked him to take care of this guy. When he recovered from his injuries, Arnie, who no longer had a healthy arm, could no longer go on adventures. Therefore, he settled down in Green Lake Town. At least there were more job opportunities here. For a disabled goblin, there was no better place than this tribe.

Ding ding ding!!

A bell above Cole's head suddenly shook, making a pleasant sound. Hearing the movement, Cole looked up at the still shaking bell with disgust, lazily got up and walked towards the dark door behind her.

The other end of the bell is Cole's rarely returned residence. As a legend, sleep and rest can already be controlled. Even if she doesn't sleep for ten days and a half months, it doesn't matter. The best way to rest is actually completed when they meditate.

Before entering the stone castle located on the mountainside, Cole sensed a familiar aura. The originally lazy and bored face froze for a moment, and then her entire face bloomed like a flower, and a smile appeared on her delicate light green face. A gust of wind rose under her feet, carrying her to stride towards the castle.

"Teacher, why are you here??"

Before she arrived, a silver bell-like cheerful voice had already floated in. Allen, who was looking at the simple furnishings of the castle in front of him, also smiled knowingly.

"What? You don't welcome me here??"

"How could that be? I wish you would come to me every day!!"

To be honest, letting Cole sit in Green Lake Town was a bit suffocating and depressing for her, who was naturally outgoing. But because this was Allen's entrustment to her, Cole was able to stay in the town obediently for decades. Occasionally going out was just to wander around in the depths of the Catoer Mountains, and she would come back in ten days and a half months.

"You girl!!"

Allen looked at the girl in front of him with relief. This was a student he had watched grow up since she was a child, and he had also put his heart into cultivating her. In his heart, Allen even regarded this girl as his own child.

"You have worked hard these years. Endure it for a few more years. When Svara comes back later, I will give you a long vacation. You can go wherever you want to go, and you can go for as long as you want."

"That's great!!!"

Cole was overjoyed when she heard this, waving her hands randomly.

With Cole's current mid-level legendary strength, and mastering 5-6 legendary specialties taught by Allen's experience, as long as she is not besieged or designed to fall into an inescapable closed space, she can basically protect herself when adventuring and traveling around the wilderness.

As berserkers with the same lineage and strength-type talents, the only slight difference between Cole and Allen may be in flexibility. Therefore, Cole also continued Allen's pursuit of powerful explosive power in her combat style, which is indeed very effective in actual combat.

Even with an ordinary chop, Allen and the others strive to integrate the legendary specialties of devastating strike or super strong strike. Although the price of this is that their physical fitness cannot keep up with the backlash brought about by the outbreak in battle, which hinders their strength, few people can withstand Allen and the others' powerful chops in a head-on confrontation for a long time.

Currently, the tribe's strength and foundation are not sufficient. Every Legend, including potential Legend seeds, is his most cherished asset. Therefore, he always hopes to keep them safe. This is a major reason why Allen has kept Cole stationed in Green Lake Town for decades.

However, the little goblin Swala is exploring the path to becoming a Legend. Although Allen is concerned about his safety, he also knows that restricting him at this time would harm him. So, he could only agree to let Swala go south for adventures and training.

Even when letting this earth goblin travel, Allen always had people monitoring his route. The intelligence system built along the way by the tribe, based on Allen's noodle restaurants, continuously sent Swala's movements back to the tribe, where specialized personnel compiled the information and gave it to Allen or Facardo.

"Let's go, I'll take you out for a walk today."

"Okay!!!"

After more than half a year of seclusion, the massive amount of rage energy within Allen's body was finally completely converted. Even his physical strength had significantly improved under the nourishment of the higher-level liquid rage energy. Allen could vaguely feel that every time a cell in his body absorbed liquid rage energy, its form would undergo a slight, imperceptible change, seemingly transforming in the direction of energy.

Perhaps one day, Allen's entire body would become a conscious energy body, and that would be the moment he officially ascended to become a God!!

Of course, this was just Allen's fantasy. If he were to continuously cleanse and fill his cells with rage energy in this way, it would take an unknown amount of time to completely transform even a single cell invisible to the naked eye, let alone Allen's two to three hundred pounds of flesh.

Once the rage energy conversion was complete, Allen knew that further seclusion would be of little use. Improving physical strength was a long process, and simply secluding himself in such a monotonous way would not significantly shorten the time. Therefore, Allen abandoned his plan to continue secluding himself and decided to relax and test the true destructive power of the liquid rage energy.

He couldn't choose the arena in Moor Fortress as the testing ground. Allen estimated that even if he restrained his power during the test, the arena's equipment would not be able to withstand the damage. This would not only contradict Allen's purpose of testing, but also potentially reveal the secret of Allen's strength improvement.

Although he had already stepped into the realm of a demigod, Allen still hoped to keep this secret as long as possible. Perhaps one day, when faced with unexpected circumstances, Allen could still play the fool and catch his opponent off guard.

After much consideration, Allen finally decided to go to the Mansha Quarry for the test. By testing his explosive power, he could also help the quarry split open a few more mountains, reducing their workload.

"Teacher, are we going to the quarry?"

It had been too long since Cole had spent time alone with Allen. At this moment, Cole's steps were light, sometimes flying in the sky, and sometimes suddenly rushing towards Allen, launching a surprise attack, not afraid that Allen would be angry.

Allen treated it as a vacation for Cole, and also used it to check her progress in strength during this period. Along the way, the two stopped and went, and the waves caused by their exchanges scared the increasingly prosperous animals in the Greenwild Plains to scurry around.

Seeing Allen's cooperation, Cole became even more energetic, attacking harder and harder, her expression becoming more and more serious. Mysterious magic fluctuations gradually appeared on the blade of the legendary greatsword, Blackfire.

Allen also became serious. Since Cole's advancement to Legend, except for the time when he brought her back from the Graveyard of Chaos, when he wholeheartedly taught her, after returning to the tribe, due to various trivial matters and the need for each of them to guard different strongholds, Allen rarely had the opportunity to properly teach his student.

Although the path Cole chose and mastered for her Legendary specializations was taught by Allen himself, there were indeed very few opportunities like this to hone her skills through actual combat.

However, Cole didn't have to worry about not having opponents. When the dragon Figglas lived in the tribe, Cole often pestered him, asking him to have a contest with her; later, when Figglas slipped away, Cole set her sights on Ted, the town guard of Corima, who came to Green Lake Town from time to time to connect with him, or simply ran to Corima Town to find the two Legends to compete with.

"…The sword stance must appear unstoppable, but in reality, you must hold back two points to deal with any possible changes…"

"…The core point of the Triple Wave Sword Stance is to combine three sword slashes with different forces into one…"

"…Watch carefully, this is the power technique of the sword stance 'Sky Splitter'…"

Cole was knocked away by Allen time and time again, but the fighting spirit-filled goblin girl rushed back again and again, while earnestly displaying all her skills, trying to give Allen heavy pressure, and also carefully paying attention to the power techniques of Allen's every sword stance, and the subtle changes in the sword stance.

The difference in strength was too great, Cole's best style happened to be Allen's best style, and Allen was far better than Cole. Although the two did not use skills like Frenzy to increase their power, even if it was just a pure physical sword slash, it left potholes of different sizes on the surface along the way.

Drizzling ~ ~ ~ ~

It started to rain again in the sky. The closer you got to the Mansha Mountains, the more clouds floated above the sky, and many plants appeared on the ground. Even the air could clearly feel a moist atmosphere.

Earlier, Cole felt that the climate of the plains had changed a bit, but when she arrived at the western edge of the plains, she suddenly realized that the changes here were even greater.

The slight sweat that had just flowed out during the battle was washed away by the drizzle floating in the sky. Cole shook the two small braids behind her, and a row of water droplets flew around. A series of silver bell-like laughter came from her mouth, and everyone who saw the smile on her face felt happy.

Allen saw this in his eyes and felt a little emotional. This girl probably hadn't been so genuinely happy and relaxed like this for a long time.

Even Allen himself, under Cole's influence, seemed to have his suppressed nature reoccupy his rational body. Looking at the layers of rain clouds in the sky, Allen suddenly wanted to show himself in front of his beloved student.

"Girl, watch carefully, this will be the direction you will move forward in the future!!!"

Before Allen's voice fell, the Bone Cleaver in his hand had already bloomed with a hazy orange-red light from the inside out. As Allen placed both hands on the hilt, the blade drew an arc from behind and quickly raised upwards.

Whoosh!!!!

A strong wind rose, and above the boundless sky, the pervasive rain clouds suddenly split in the middle, dispersing to Allen's left and right sides, and a ray of sunlight passed through the middle of the split clouds, just like the recreation of the scene in Moor Fortress!!