Green Monster Epic

Chapter 705: The Magical Tide

“…”

In the depths of the vast sea, the scene before him was a stretch of orange-red seawater, stirred by rolling waves of air. Bubbles rising from the deep sea had barely broken the surface when a white mist enveloped the entire sea.

Allen stood suspended a few meters above the sea, his eagle eyes scanning the azure water, searching for his prey.

A hundred meters to his left front, a black flash of lightning streaked through the water, leaving ripples on the surface long after it had passed.

Seeing this, Allen gently tapped the air with his foot, his slender body chasing after it like a breeze.

“Break!!”

The brand-new Bonecleaver had just been acquired when Allen thrust it forward. The energy wave formed by the Instant Kill Sword Skill transformed into a ray that instantly crossed the spatial barrier, piercing a deep and distant hole directly into the azure water.

As the towering waves rose, the shadow beneath them suffered a heavy blow. It turned on itself and spat a water elemental spell towards Allen, carrying the waves along with it.

Holding Bonecleaver in front of him, Allen easily unleashed a slash. The obscure energy formed after the activation of the Spellbreaking Rune Array instantly filled the wide blade of Bonecleaver.

A massive water dragon bared its fangs and claws as it pounced towards Allen. The vigorous energy fluctuations made the surrounding aquatic life feel the danger and quickly flee. However, Allen, the hobgoblin, remained calm in the face of the water dragon, leisurely wielding Bonecleaver and unleashing a strike despite the vast difference in size.

Boom!!!

Water exploded everywhere less than ten meters in front of Allen, leaving him with a field of white. However, the rising flames of wrath around his body directly dissolved any invading water elements, preventing them from harming him in the slightest.

Beneath the sea, a hint of darkness emerged. Suddenly, a massive crimson creature leaped out of the water. In the massive red dragon's mouth, a deep-sea squid almost one-third the size of a legendary dragon was thrashing its tentacles, pulling and wriggling in vain on the dragon's smooth scales.

“Pui!!”

Figglas spat out a mouthful of ink, his dragon saliva also black as ink, his face full of gloom and dissatisfaction.

“Next time, don't ask me to do this kind of thing again, or I'll really fall out with you!!”

“Hey, my friend.”

Allen didn't take it to heart. He looked at the amber vertical pupils of the red dragon Figglas and said teasingly, “Doesn’t the vast majority of the delicious food made from this prey end up in your belly anyway?”

“With great power comes great responsibility! Don't worry about these little things!”

“Hmph!!”

For the sake of delicious food, Figglas reluctantly put away his dissatisfied expression. His petty temper was just a ploy to bargain with Allen and get something back. Now that he had obtained the other party's verbal promise, his goal was naturally achieved and he ceased his protests.

“Let's go. This high-level magic beast ingredient should be enough for the children in the tribe to cook two or three main dishes.”

As Allen spoke, he took out a scroll from his dimensional bag. As the red dragon swung its head to toss the deep-sea squid up, the ice magic formed by the scroll quickly enveloped the giant squid, weighing over ten tons. Soon, a crystal-clear ice sculpture of the squid appeared in mid-air and was caught by Allen.

“Whoosh!!!!”

A raging gale generated beneath the dragon's massive wings. Figglas soared into the sky, his two strong hind claws firmly gripping the ice sculpture, dragging it slowly towards the mountain range to the east.

As the two powerhouses left, this deep sea gradually returned to calm. More than a magic hour later, countless dark shadows suddenly patrolled back and forth beneath the deep blue sea. Suddenly, a shark person with a flat head and a back ridge as sharp as a blade, with arms instead of fins on either side of his broad chest, emerged from the sea, gazing towards the direction where the squid's aura faintly remained in the sky.

“General, the deep-sea squid grazing in this area is definitely gone!!”

Puff! Puff! Puff!!

One after another, shark people surfaced, reporting the results of their search with solemn expressions to the first shark person to emerge from the water.

“Damn land creatures, running to the waters of my As Empire to cause trouble!!!”

“General, there seems to be the aura of that giant lizard as well!!”

Just as the shark person general was furious, a sharp-eyed shark person scout added his new discovery.

“Greedy reptiles!!!”

“In the future, send more patrol warriors to this sea area. I must personally catch these thieves!!!”

“Yes!! General!!!”

Beneath the sea, a team of rapidly swimming shark people formed a huge shadow and swam slowly towards the deeper ocean.

Carrying the newly captured prey, Allen and his companion returned to Fort Fatt. Now that the fort had more migrating goblins and a gradually stabilizing climate, it was no longer desolate but had a bit more vitality.

The fort, almost integrated with the entire mountain range, had a continuous artificial river extending from the passage into the wilderness. Countless newly cultivated plants grew around the river, forming gardens full of greenery. Many delicate flowers were blooming in these gardens, making the fort no longer monotonous.

The wilderness to the east of the fort also had much more greenery. Soil dug up from the depths of the wilderness was filled in, transforming it into arable land. Because of the abundant water resources, the grains planted in this land outside Fort Fatt were different from those in Green Field Plains. Instead of the wheat often eaten by everyone, they were more hydrophilic crops such as rice and sweet potatoes.

“Chieftain, you're back.”

Laba Li, the garrison commander of Fort Fatt, had only been demoted here recently. During the last tribal purge, because he had worked under Swala, Swala privately entrusted many shady deals to him and his brother. Later, when they were discovered, they were inevitably reprimanded and punished.

Fortunately, Swala was a legendary powerhouse in the tribe. Out of consideration for him, Oliver, after consulting with Allen on how to deal with his confidants, sent the two brothers to Fort Fatt as a light punishment.

“Yes, properly dispose of this prey for me and send it back to Green Lake Town.”

Allen nodded slightly, pointing to the huge prey on Figglas's claws.

“I think I should take it back. I happen to be craving the craftsmanship of those chefs in your town.”

Seeming to see that Allen still intended to continue searching for and hunting magic beast ingredients, Figglas rolled his eyes and immediately rejected Allen's kindness, continuing to flap his wings.

As he spoke, the dragon's massive body began to circle into the sky, obviously afraid that Allen would continue to keep him. Allen saw this, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: “Okay, since you're in such a hurry, then this prey will be given to you.”

“…”

Figglas gave Allen a glare, then flapped his wings and flew towards the northeast. The massive body slowly turned into a black dot and then disappeared into the horizon.

Without waiting for Figglas's figure to completely disappear, Allen plunged into the fort's crisscrossing alleys after the other party had left several miles away.

“Help me prepare a set of cooking utensils and these materials!!”

Laba Li was about to closely follow Allen's steps but was stopped by a piece of parchment thrown to him.

“Okay, I'll go take care of it right away!!”

Before Laba Li could finish speaking, Allen's figure had already disappeared around the corner of a street. Seeing the direction he was heading, Laba Li could roughly guess his destination. He picked up the parchment in his hand, scanned it, and then rushed towards the fort's inner city storage area.

Allen moved swiftly, soon arriving in front of a towering spire made of gray-white marble. The dozen or so goblin warriors guarding the spire heard footsteps and immediately looked over vigilantly. However, after seeing the chieftain's face, they withdrew their gazes with expressions of reverence and nervousness.

This was not Allen's first time coming to this gray-white ivory tower. He had visited it more than half a month ago and met Albad, the high-level mage quietly waiting for death in this mage tower.

Albad, this dwarf goblin mage, was of the same generation as Trick and the others. It was said that he should have run out of lifespan long ago and returned his soul to the River Styx. However, after all, mages possessed magical spells and had been pursuing the truth and laws of this world. Albad used some secret techniques of flesh puppets in the mage inheritance on himself, replacing the old and useless organs in his body, and had survived to the age of one hundred and twenty, still lingering on.

Being able to achieve this level without a complete mage inheritance and lacking the guidance of a mentor, it was evident that Albad was gifted and hardworking in the path of mage.

But unfortunately, natural laws could never be resisted by human power. Albad, who had lived for more than a hundred years, could no longer continue to exist as an independent individual unless he turned himself into a flesh puppet-like existence. Otherwise, his current old soul could no longer support his consciousness.

Pushing open the door of the ivory tower, Allen once again saw the old dwarf goblin, half of his body replaced by metal, staring blankly at the Allen obsidian statue in the ivory tower's hall. Apart from pity, there was not a hint of disgust or alienation in his eyes.

Especially when Albad secretly told him that he had finally found his own path to legend before he was about to step into the grave, Allen felt more of a deep regret and remorse.

If he hadn't let Albad study military strategy and battle formation, wasting too much time studying magic; or if he could have paid more attention to this junior who was obsessed with studying the laws of nature, perhaps the situation would be completely different now.

However, reality was always so cruel. It was too late for Albad to find his path to legend. With his current body and soul strength, he was afraid that he would not be able to support himself until he successfully advanced to legend.

But Allen still wanted to try again, to see if there was a chance to use the magic dishes he cooked to help Albad support himself until the moment he advanced to legend.

After all, the legendary path of a spellcaster is very different from that of a warrior. It is said that some spellcasters have successfully advanced less than a year after finding their own legendary path.

According to what Albard told Allen, he has been on his own legendary path for more than 4 years, which means that if Albard can live one more day, he will have one more chance to advance.

Of course, at this moment, Albard is having difficulty even twitching a finger, and can only rely on instinct to breathe tenaciously. In fact, the distance between this glimmer of hope and zero is only a hair's breadth away.

Unless Allen can find a way to revitalize Albard and give him the ability to cast spells autonomously and have self-awareness.

"...Ah...Ah..."

Albard, who was in a daze, didn't sluggishly notice Allen's arrival until Allen had been standing behind him for a while, and was about to open his mouth with difficulty to greet Allen.

"Alright, just take good care of your spirit. Today, I'm here to give you a gift as a congratulation for finding your own legendary path."

Allen knew what Albard wanted to do, gently patted Albard's shoulder, and had a mysterious smile on his face.

"...Ah..."

Albard wanted to say something, but unfortunately, his physical functions have basically been damaged, and even a complete sentence requires a lot of effort. How could Allen be willing to let him waste his precious energy when he saw him like this?

"Alright!! You rest first, and keep anything you want to say in your heart for now."

Allen ordered Albard in an unquestionable tone, and at the same time took out a scroll to soothe the mind and used it directly on Albard, causing him to slowly fall into a deep sleep.

A legendary seed is very precious to any tribe in the wilderness. If it is not the last moment, I am afraid that no one will completely give up on saving the other party's life. As a mage legendary seed, Albard is naturally more important in Allen's heart, and he has also made great contributions to the tribe over the years, which not only proves his ability and value, but also proves his loyalty to the tribe.

He summoned a goblin mage on duty in the tower and asked him to push Albard back to his room to rest. Allen then walked out of the mage tower, waiting for Rabari to bring the things he needed.

After another ten minutes or so, Rabari personally drove a fully loaded carriage and slowly drove over, stopping in the open area outside the mage tower.

"Put the things there, and then have someone build me a simple tent. I want to develop a new dish here, and don't let anyone disturb me!!"

Seeing Rabari's arrival, Allen's face softened, and then he pointed to a clean patch of grass and said.

"Okay!!"

Rabari was very attentive. He knew that he and his brother Rabana were not well-liked in Allen's eyes because of their mistakes. If everyone didn't know in private that they were more of a scapegoat for Swala, and also had to take into account Swala's loyalty and face, these two goblins would probably have had their heads chopped off long ago.

While waiting for the simple tent with only a sunshade canopy to be built around, Allen also took out his treasured materials from his dimensional bag, as well as the various precious parts of the giant deep-sea creatures that Fegreiss had hunted in the deep sea these days.

A bottle of dragon blood potion, the heart of a thousand-year-old seahorse, a five-colored lotus from the Mirage Plane, a bottle of blood from the heart of a smiling tiger whale...

Various precious materials were taken out by Allen, and he kept feeling their own materials and obscure magic power in his palm. Around his body, the power of the invisible Food God Domain had already been activated, helping Allen to identify the ingredients and also stimulating Allen's various whimsical ideas for the upcoming cooking.

"...Albard's biggest problem is the decay of his soul, so the five-colored lotus from the Mirage Plane, which has psychic magic, and the blood collected from the demigod giant, and the sea horse heart you owe, should be of great help to his current situation..."

"...Of course, although nearly half of Albard's body has been replaced by metal structures, his heart, brain and other important organs are still the original structure, so when cooking, we must also consider strengthening these flesh and blood materials..."

"..."

Although Allen is not the first time researching new dishes, it is rare for Allen to have the opportunity to try cooking a dish suitable for the other party's current situation, targeting the problems of a certain individual like now.

In the past, most of the time, new ingredients were found, and then the original characteristics of the ingredients were used to blend other auxiliary materials and spices to stimulate the greatest magic power of the ingredients themselves.

Most of the creation of such new dishes is only after successfully cooking the dishes that the characteristics of the dishes are summarized through actual tasting.

What Allen has to do now is to search for ingredients suitable for the other party's current predicament in countless ingredients, according to Albard's soul decay and physical decay, which can help the other party successfully make up for the current defects, and cook these ingredients into magic dishes. The difficulty is much more difficult than Allen's previous attempts.

Fortunately, in these years, Allen has not given up his favorite cooking, and because there is always a gluttonous and rascal dragon entangled around him, forcing Allen to try any fresh ingredients around him, he has a general understanding of the characteristics of most ingredients.

According to the problems Albard is currently facing, Allen cautiously selects the ingredients needed for the next cooking, and each choice is the result of his careful consideration.

As ingredients were taken out of Allen's collection one by one, a large area was quickly spread out on the grass in front of him.

If someone who knows the goods sees the materials in front of Allen at this time, I am afraid they will be speechless. If these materials are put out for sale in any chamber of commerce, they will definitely be exchanged for a legendary weapon.

But if they know that this is just for Allen to extend the life of an ordinary goblin, then they will inevitably think that Allen, this bear goblin, has a broken brain.

It's just that Allen doesn't think that the consumption of these materials is a loss at all. In his opinion, if these materials can be exchanged for a legendary mage, then he has made a fortune!!

"Go find two fire mages and wind mages to help!!"

The Fathe Fortress also has a mage squad stationed there. Although its overall quality is definitely not as good as that of important towns like Green Lake Town and Namur Fortress, the abilities of the mages in this squad are basically enough for Allen's next cooking.

In the past, when cooking, Allen would habitually use a bonfire, but this time, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong and that the flame temperature is absolutely controllable, Allen directly asked the fire and wind mages to act as assistants, using controllable magic flames to help complete this cooking.

It took more than a magic hour just to prepare. When everything was ready, Allen kept flipping the empty cooking utensils in front of him, and his powerful physical control ability had completely mastered this unfamiliar cooking utensil.

"Light the fire!"

As Allen issued a low command, the two fire mages who received the instructions immediately smashed a fireball directly into the stove, and a raging flame suddenly rose from the stove, and the hot tongue of fire wantonly spewed out light.

The iron pot made a crisp sound, covering the rising tongue of fire. Soon a wisp of blue smoke rose from the bottom of the pot, and Allen's serious face bloomed with an invisible divine light the moment the orange-red color rose from the bottom of the pot.

Sizzle~~~

Allen's dragon blood potion, which he has treasured for countless years and is reluctant to use even after experiencing many life-and-death crises, was poured directly into the pot by him. A vigorous fire energy and vitality turned into an energy ripple, which quickly rippled in the surrounding space. At the same time, a tangible and intangible flame rose from the crimson liquid in the pot, turning into a petite and unruly black dragon phantom, roaring silently at Allen.

Just as the liquid of the dragon blood potion was about to boil, another bottle of bright red blood was poured into the iron pot by Allen when he seized the opportunity. As Allen held the handle of the pot with his left hand and swayed it slightly, his right hand gently stirred the two different liquids slowly in a clockwise direction, a new breath mixed with the powerful dragon bloodline power spread outward.

The heart of a thousand-year-old seahorse, the blood of a demigod giant... Every precious material that would be sought after by the outside world was thrown into the iron pot by Allen, who was fully focused, without hesitation, and gradually merged with other ingredients, turning into a colorful soup full of various auras.

The energy fluctuations contained in the soup even triggered a magic tide within a radius of more than ten miles around the Fathe Fortress. The laws of nature seemed to feel the threat of unnatural things, and the majestic water elements poured in from the passage connecting the ocean, forming layers of dark clouds in the sky above the Fathe Fortress.

The dense dark clouds became lower and lower, and streaks of lightning snakes shuttled through the clouds. Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the entire fortress seemed to be plunged into some kind of powerful magic attack.

Allen was fully focused and didn't notice the changes in the external environment at all. In his eyes and heart, there was only the iron pot in front of him, which seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the delicious soup in the pot.

In the fortress, the more than 10,000 Green Goblin clansmen who had migrated here had a few traces of anxiety and worry on their faces, and kept looking up at the dark clouds in the sky. On the city wall, Rabana, who was on duty, had already taken out the heavy steel shield in his hand, and the surrounding goblin warriors were also taking precautions, staring intently at the surging dark clouds above their heads.

Today is considered an extra chapter, 6,000 words. Also, the chapter yesterday was originally going to be in Volume 5, but I didn't expect it to fall into Volume 6, so it can't be changed.