Green Monster Epic

Chapter 631 Svara

Svara and his four companions had just completed a difficult task: tracking down a high-level Chimera that was rampaging and wandering around.

As a flying magical beast, the Chimera's speed was unmatched by bipedal humanoids, and their destructive power was beyond the reach of ordinary warrior-class professions.

The Chimera, possessing sufficient intelligence, seemed to be retaliating because adventurers had stolen its eggs while it was incubating its offspring, and thus it continuously wreaked havoc throughout the Mansha Wilderness, specifically targeting small tribes with only a few hundred or a few dozen members.

Since accepting this task, Svara and his team had been chasing the Chimera's trail, starting from the edge of the Misty Forest, first heading south almost to the Centaur Grassland, then following it east into the East Mansha Mountains, and then north again…

Just the journey alone had taken Svara and his team over ten thousand miles, and they finally caught up with the Chimera in the Nagen Hills.

After another arduous battle, Svara, a quasi-legendary powerhouse, with the cooperation of his high-level mage companion Wesley's frost-based restriction spells, and the help of his other three companions, finally managed to sever both heads of the magical beast.

"After returning to Mansha City this time, I must take a good rest!"

The hobgoblin Rabana carried a heavy shield on his back, and he and his twin brother Rabali walked side by side on the wide commercial road, with their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Okay, no problem!"

Svara replied easily, but his mind kept replaying the experiences of this adventure and battle. He had a feeling that he would soon be able to end his adventure and return to his homeland.

From the time he found his own path to legend, more than four years had passed. In one adventure and battle after another, Svara had gained a more accurate understanding of his true self, and vaguely understood the direction of his future path. This also meant that he was only separated from the legendary realm by a thin layer of paper, and could advance at any time.

At this point, adventure and battle were no longer so important. Instead, quiet contemplation might be more important for Svara.

Therefore, even if Rabana and the others didn't mention it, Svara would suggest that everyone take a break for a while after returning to Mansha City and handing over the adventure mission, so that he could have more ample and quiet time to sort out his gains over the past four years.

The dwarf goblin mage Wesley was calm. He would actively cooperate with anything Svara agreed to, because this was the important mission he was given when he came out to adventure with his companions.

As a knowledgeable, rational, and noble mage, Wesley could have had a better life, but out of loyalty to his tribe and gratitude to his family, Wesley accepted the task of protecting Svara, his fellow clansman, without regret, even though the mission stated that he would need to act as a suicide soldier to help Svara gain a chance to escape if necessary.

Of course, he would also be rewarded handsomely for doing so. As long as he returned to the tribe this time, Wesley would be free to enter and exit the tribe's library, and would be able to read any books without restriction, and would also be able to freely use the tribe's mage inheritance crystal.

High above in the sky, within a pure white cloud, Kerr quietly hid, boredly tearing open a ball of water vapor, and glanced at the team of goblins on the ground who were heading towards Mansha City.

After obtaining Allen's consent, Kerr set off south alone. The first thing she did after arriving in Mansha City was to find the Assassin's Guild's underground tavern, pay a small price to obtain information about Svara and his team's whereabouts, and then began her nanny mission.

Allen's prediction was somewhat inaccurate. At least Kerr, who was observing in the sky at the moment, did not feel any fluctuations related to the legendary aura emanating from this earth goblin Svara, which gave Kerr a headache.

If this Svara kid failed to break through that barrier for a long time, it would mean that Kerr would have to waste a lot of time on this meaningless thing like she was doing now.

If it were Allen, perhaps he would simply not show up after noticing this situation, and would directly go to do his own thing, letting this group of goblin cubs continue to struggle on their own. But Kerr was not Allen. Since she had promised Allen, she had never thought of abandoning the cubs under her feet to do what she wanted to do before completing this matter.

Bored, Kerr constantly changed her posture in the void, killing time, but when she glanced at the four cubs below who seemed to have lowered their vigilance once again, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly had an idea, and a 'wicked' smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As an archer, Haiye had the best eyesight among her five companions. Also, as the only female in the team, she was a qualified member who still maintained good vigilance at this moment.

The other four companions perhaps thought that they were walking on the wide and prosperous Mansha Commercial Road at this moment, and coupled with the fact that they were not too far from the next prosperous city, and the fatigue brought about by days of exhausting tracking, they were ultimately somewhat negligent.

Overhead, a shadow flashed by, as if a bird had flown by, but when Haiye looked up, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up on the spot.

"There's an enemy!!!"

She rolled behind her two companions, Rabana and Rabali, regardless of how embarrassing she looked. At the same time, the longbow on her shoulder and several long arrows in her quiver had been taken out during the rolling process. Relying on the trajectory of her memory, just as she was kneeling on one knee, several long arrows turned into a string of beads, shooting straight at the enemy coming from the sky.

When Rabana and Rabali heard the warning, one raised his shield to cast Shield Assistance, flying towards the nearby Svara, while the other looked up to find the enemy. The moment he discovered the enemy, he pressed his body down and straightened up, directly launching a counterattack against the enemy swooping down from the sky with his shield.

The moment the warning sounded, Wesley had already retracted the staff he had been using as a crutch in front of him. As a syllable burst from his mouth, his mental power connected to a ruby on the staff, and a magic shield fell on the nearby Svara with the guidance of his empty left hand.

Then, Wesley began to concentrate on chanting spells, and supplemented it with the waving of his staff to construct a spell model, and a faint magical aura slowly rose.

Facing his companions, Svara initially prioritized his own safety, from being unaccustomed to it at the beginning, to gradually getting used to it later. At this time, although he was blocked behind Rabana, a pair of sharp scimitars had already been drawn out, and his fighting spirit continued to circulate throughout his body, preparing to help his teammates out of trouble or immediately launch a counterattack after seeing a flaw.

Swish, swish, swish!!!

Three arrows, arranged in a triangular formation, sealed off the space in front of the unknown enemy in the sky, hindering both their forward charge and attempts to dodge left and right. Close behind, Rabala's heavy shield was already poised for a powerful strike.

Clang! Clang!

The nameless powerhouse, wearing a bronze mask, deftly spun the double-edged battle-axe in his hand, easily deflecting two powerful arrows to the side, sending them flying away at an angle. The remaining arrow missed him by a hair's breadth, soaring into the sky behind him.

Seeing this, Rabala roared. Although seemingly unable to gain leverage in mid-air, more than three meters above ground, an ice shield formed precisely beneath his feet the instant he shouted. With this support, Rabala pushed off with both legs, his momentarily halted body surging upwards once more, his shield poised for a long-awaited slam at the enemy before him.

Boom!

Rabala was thrown back by the force of the impact, plummeting from the sky. His opponent above was also knocked back by the heavy shield strike, disrupting their attempt to assassinate the team.

Whoosh!

Another arrow shot forth. This time, Hai Ye, prepared, acted with greater composure. Specializing in heavy arrow sniping as a strong bow archer, she lacked the flashy techniques of other archer paths, but her shots were often fatal in actual combat, making her even more threatening.

The figure in the sky, still unable to land, faced another attack. Just as the arrow, a blurred line, was about to pierce the opponent's body, the wide axe-face swung forward at the last moment, blocking the heavy arrow like a shield.

The surrounding air suddenly turned frigid. The masked figure, knocked off balance by the force of the heavy arrow and falling diagonally, was about to adjust his body for landing when dozens of sharp, crystalline ice cones abruptly appeared above him, whistling as they pierced towards his location.

"Oh ho, it seems you little things have some strength after all!"

A muffled voice came from behind the mask. The attacker, who had initially intended to conceal his strength, was forced to reveal his greater power under the skilled coordination of his opponents.

The battle-axe spun back and forth, causing the body, originally falling towards the ground, to defy gravity and freeze in place, as if stepping on solid ground. Ice cones shattered against the axe, transforming into exploding ice shards that danced in the air.

Wesley waved his staff, manipulating the scattered ice shards and converting them into the auxiliary power of the next spell, ice crystals, forming a frozen cloud around the masked figure, rapidly compressing and solidifying, attempting to freeze him in place.

At the same time, beneath his stern face, he let out a low cry: "This is a Legend!! Swala, run now!!!"

"Ah??"

Swala had not had a chance to attack, as he lacked the ability to fly. Attacking a target more than three meters above the ground was no easy task.

"Run!!"

Wesley turned, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes, and roared at the hobgoblin Rabana, who was protecting Swala.

"Oh!!"

Although reluctant, Rabana knew his team's mission. He cast a longing glance at his reinvigorated brothers-in-arms before grabbing Swala's arm and dragging him into the wilderness.

"Ga ga, you actually abandoned your companions in battle. Do you know what this behavior is called in the wilderness?? Castrated swine!!"

The masked figure easily broke free from the freezing ice crystal spell, mockingly sneering. At the same time, his empty left hand suddenly produced several throwing axes, which he hurled savagely at Swala and Rabana as they fled.

Boom!

Crash!

Rabala suddenly leapt up, slamming his heavy shield diagonally into the path of two of the throwing axes, blocking them. However, the heavy force of the axes also sent Rabala flying, crashing to the ground with a muffled thud.

Another throwing axe, about to collide with Rabana's shield as he covered their retreat, was intercepted by a whistling black shadow. With a clang, it collided with the throwing axe, sending sparks flying, and both projectiles spun off to the side. It was Hai Ye's heavy arrow, fired from her powerful bow.

Whoosh!

However, now that he had revealed his Legendary strength, the masked figure would naturally not be so easily dealt with. A red light flashed on the battle-axe, and a surging orange-red aura swept out a gale-force wind, slashing towards Swala and Rabana.

"Sok!!"

At the critical moment, Wesley finally completed another spell. He pointed his staff, and a white ray of light landed ahead of the aura slash, instantly erecting a sturdy wall of ice, blocking the blade of aura.

Boom!

All of the masked figure's attacks were feints. The real attack was his main body. While his attacks drew the three defenders' attention, his figure in the sky flickered and vanished. At that moment, a ghostly figure skimmed along the ground, about to slam into Swala and Rabana as they sprinted towards the distant forest.

Although Rabana was running, he maintained his focus on the masked figure behind him. When he sensed a powerful wind approaching, he pushed Swala away without a second thought, turning and thrusting his shield forward, charging directly towards the path of the ghostly figure.

Pfft!

The ghostly figure was yet another feint. Before Rabana could retract his shield, he heard two metallic clangs.

Swala had never considered fleeing. Although he had promised Elder Allen and Mayor Trick during his travels that he would listen to Wesley's instructions and flee first when facing an insurmountable foe, no matter what happened to Wesley and the others, he could not look back. But when faced with the assassination attempt of this Legendary powerhouse, he hesitated and felt reluctant.

Leaving aside the friendship he had forged with Wesley, Rabana, and the others over the past four years, the very act of abandoning his companions to face a powerful enemy while he fled went against the path of the Legend he had chosen.

If he only cared about preserving himself in the face of danger and disregarded the safety of his companions, then even if Swala truly advanced to become a Legend in the future, he believed he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The reason he had fled earlier was only because he had been struggling and hesitating in his heart, and Rabana had dragged him forward, causing him to lose the initiative. Now that he had been cornered, he felt relieved, and the heavy weight in his heart had lifted.

"Ha!!!"

The skill inherited from the predecessor, Flower Snake—Blade Dance, made Swala's arms almost invisible, revealing only countless blurred curved sword blades, weaving a huge, dense net before him.

Clang! Clang!

Clang clang clang… … … …

No matter how heavy the force on the battle-axe, it could not withstand the constant erosion of ants gnawing at an elephant. With each collision of the two curved blades, the power was continuously reduced. By the time the battle-axe's momentum was exhausted, Swala's four companions behind him had already unleashed their power, coordinating their attacks to kill him.