Green Monster Epic

Boom!!!

Figlas crashed headfirst into the ground, using his own powerful physical strength to create a large pit dozens of meters deep in the grass.

Hundreds of meters away from the large pit, the demigod Garros crawled out of a teleportation gate in a disheveled state, the magic power of his robes fluctuating, which was the remaining magical protection that had previously protected him from the dragon's grab and the flap of its fleshy wings.

Whoosh!!

After landing safely, Kerr immediately chased after him, activating the Frenzy skill halfway, increasing her speed by several levels, even causing a long wave of earth to be stirred up behind her by her violent movements.

She crossed the distance of several hundred meters in a few breaths, and when she was more than ten meters away, she unleashed a Heaven-Splitting strike, trying to seize the opportunity that Garros had not yet adapted to being unable to fly and create distance, and she had to inflict heavy damage on the opponent, or at least engage in a head-on confrontation.

Although Garros was surprised, he was not flustered. The staff in his hand, made of precious metals such as mithril and rune steel, was waved by his hands, and the fist-sized Thunder Orb at the top instantly bloomed with light, and a colorful electric ray turned into an impact beam, heading straight for Kerr in front.

Boom ~~~~~

The energy collided in the center of the space a dozen meters between the two, and the rising air waves once again formed a hurricane-like shock wave, quickly spreading around.

Buzz buzz buzz ~~~~~

Electricity continued to overflow, and the hair of Kerr and Garros swelled into balls under the stimulation of the free-floating electric current, looking particularly funny. However, the two people in it were solemn at this time, because a deep black sphere appeared in the center and continued to expand, which was the energy turbulence formed by the collision, compression, and annihilation of the two energy streams.

Crack! Crack!!

The space that had already been impacted to form countless cracks could no longer bear this huge energy at this time. The huge cracks had just formed, and they were involved in the turbulence of the two energy streams that were originally in a balanced state, and once again burst out with infinite energy wind blades.

Ding ding!!

The Blackfire Greatsword was used as a shield by Kerr, stuck firmly on the ground, but it still could not stop being entangled in the turbulence, and it was pushed back hundreds of meters. When she regained control again, the grassland in front of her disappeared, and only a very regular semicircular depression remained.

Pfft!!

The blood and minced meat that had just been spewed out had not yet landed, and they were greedily swallowed by the Blackfire Greatsword. The black flames that were originally burning on the blade became like a candle in the wind under the backlash of the attack just now, looking particularly weak.

"Cough cough!! Very good!!"

Garros crawled out of the teleportation gate again, and the two Star Diamonds originally inlaid on the staff handle were now dull and dull. It was by relying on the magic power of these two Star Diamonds that he was able to teleport away in time at the last moment, otherwise, with his physical strength and power, he would have been injured.

Figlas was already approaching at this time. After losing the ability to stay in the air, although his spellcasting did not slow down, it was difficult to be as free and natural as in the sky just by relying on his body skills.

Several third- and fourth-order blessing spells were self-blessed by Garros in an instant, and then he slammed his staff on the ground, and a Thunder Shock spell set off a cloud of dust, and at the same time, an energy shock wave spread outward, pushing all objects higher than the ground away.

Figlas's body was strong, and he had withstood the energy turbulence just now. How could a mere shock wave do anything to him at this time!

Clang! Clang!!

The seemingly heavy body was actually no slower than an ordinary legendary combat profession when running on the ground at this time. Seeing that he had arrived at the place shrouded in smoke and dust, Figlas suddenly jumped up and made another pounce and bite, and his entire body directly drilled into the dust wave.

Boom!!

The ground shook again. Figlas kept rolling, tearing, and biting in the dust wave, as if he was engaged in a fierce battle with Garros. Kerr, who was rushing over from hundreds of meters away, did not know how to attack for a while.

It was not until the intense electric current in the dust wave became more and more dense that Kerr realized that something was wrong. She swung her heavy sword and dragged it behind her, then rushed in.

However, before she could approach Figlas's huge body within ten meters, countless silver-white electric currents suddenly rose from the ground, and a repulsive force made Kerr unable to help but retreat. Even the Blackfire Greatsword in her hand, which was as easy to use as an arm, became somewhat unfamiliar at this time, as if she wanted to break free from Kerr's grip and fly away.

The huge magnetic field generated by the electric current directly repelled and pushed away any enemy wearing metal objects. This was Garros's unique skill as a demigod of electric magic, and it was still surprisingly effective when used on Kerr, a legendary figure, for the first time.

Thump!!

With a force in both arms, the heavy sword was inserted into the ground, and then a deep gully was drawn on the ground until she stopped retreating after retreating twenty meters.

The electric current formed a large net, binding Figlas in it. The burning and pain made Figlas unable to help but let out a painful howl, but he was still a legendary peak dragon after all, and even a demigod-level spell would not be fatal to him.

As Figlas endured the severe pain and cast a dragon language incantation with great perseverance, a flame shock wave rose from the ground, along with his huge body, and the area within a hundred meters was once again swept by flames, while Garros calmly jumped up before the flames arrived, drifting away like a willow leaf in the wind.

Kerr reorganized her formation, and after slightly bending her legs, she suddenly stomped, and the whole person jumped more than ten meters high. The heavy sword had already been placed in a chopping position at the highest point, advancing indomitably.

Garros was still on the grassland, his leather boots sliding and turning constantly as if they were greased, and at the same time, the staff in his hand waved quickly and he kept chanting spells, and another electric magic formed in front of him, coinciding with Kerr's heavy sword again.

Buzz buzz buzz ~~~~~

.........

Omaha led the unicorn heavy cavalry slowly around the main body of the Mustang Slope town and came to the open grassland. On the distant horizon, he could already see a group of goblin cavalry forming a wedge formation.

"Draw your guns!!"

The greatest power of the heavy cavalry lies in the potential energy possessed by the rider and the mount combined into one, and then the huge kinetic energy carried by the high-speed charge can be brought into play. At this time, the goblin cavalry regiment in the distance already had the advantage of the first opportunity. As the cavalry commander, Omaha naturally did not dare to delay, and after shouting in a deep voice, he led his close partners to rush out first.

Thump thump thump thump ~~~~~

The dull and dense sound of horses' hooves made the entire grassland solemn. Small animals such as rats and rabbits under the grass seemed to notice something unusual and wanted to rush out of their burrows to escape, but before they could show their heads, their burrows were directly crushed by the passing cavalry's iron hooves and buried alive underground.

"Charge!!"

The distance between the two cavalry armies was getting closer and closer. When they were a thousand meters away, both sides issued orders almost at the same time. The mounts under their seats, wearing heavy armor, spewed out more white air from their nostrils, forming a cloud of white mist above the cavalry regiment, and the speed of the two elite cavalry armies became faster and faster, and they were about to collide in the blink of an eye.

Clang clang clang ~~~~~

One after another, lances specially designed for cavalry were raised by the cavalrymen's robust arms, held horizontally. Behind the dark eye sockets covered by steel helmet visors, pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent and courage were also filled with complex emotions: excitement, tension, fear, exhilaration…

Boom! Clang! Clang clang! Boom!

Hinnies ~ ~ ~ ~

The most bloody and stirring scene of cold weapon warfare unfolded in the wilderness. The cavalry of two phalanxes, charging with arrows, collided directly with each other. Amidst the collision of metal and flesh, almost no one could survive. The so-called high-level combatant's physical body was insignificant in this impact of power.

Nearly a hundred cavalrymen from both races were turned into a pile of minced meat, along with their mounts, forever left on this land. However, more cavalrymen continuously charged from both sides, piercing into each other's formations.

Omaha's sharp lance was currently skewering the corpses of four goblin knights, which severely affected his subsequent combat. Therefore, he could only temporarily slow down his mount's speed and swing the long lance to the side with his right hand. The four corpses swung away due to inertia, smashing into several knights, unsure whether they were allies or opponents.

Crack crack!

Omaha, who had just enjoyed a moment of respite, revealed a flaw due to his previous action. A robust goblin cavalryman seized the opportunity to thrust out a lance, creating a deep dent in Omaha's exquisite and heavy armor. Immediately, a sharp pain came from his abdomen, presumably several ribs had been broken by the impact.

Before Omaha could find the culprit, the opponent had already brushed past him without any hesitation, charging towards Omaha's comrades behind him. At the same time, another goblin cavalryman clad in black heavy armor thrust his lance at Omaha.

Clang!

Omaha raised the shield in his left hand, deflecting the opponent's lance. Simultaneously, the lance in his hand moved like a snake's tongue, thrusting and retracting, striking at the newcomer. However, it was deflected by the opponent's skillful parry. Both men swayed on their mounts, neutralizing the remaining force of the impact. Only their mounts couldn't help but neigh in pain, their movements slowing down.

A heavy cavalry battle is often a final battle. Without piercing through the opponent or forging a bloody path, it is difficult for the mixed-up cavalry to have a chance to retreat calmly.

Both cavalry phalanxes had core knights present, and the unleashed domain power allowed their respective soldiers to have greater defense, recovery, and endurance…

However, unlike confronting legendary powerhouses, the life and death of the warriors at the forefront of a phalanx battle often hinges on a moment. Even with domain power to share the damage, when the head, heart, and other vital parts of the main body are pierced or chopped off by a lance or sword, any external enhancement becomes ineffective.

The heavy armor worn by Iman was no different from the standard goblin cavalry armor. The only difference was that the material was infused with abyssal cold iron, making it heavier and more protective. Relying on this advantage, he was able to survive the initial meat grinder and carve out a bloody path in the elven army.

Since the establishment of a regular army, the Greenwild Goblins have had strict military regulations and laws. Even a leader like Iman, who also holds a seat among the tribe's upper echelons, must personally go into battle in times of war, both to boost morale and to prove that the tribe's upper echelons share weal and woe with the tribe.

Although he did not appear at the arrowhead of the army, he followed closely behind. Relying on his own formidable strength and skilled horsemanship, Iman had already reaped the lives of three elven cavalrymen in battle.

Previously, the goblin cavalrymen had been somewhat fearful of the elves. After all, legends about the elves were endless. As one of the four major civilizations, the elves occupied far more territory and population than the Greenwild Goblins. Naturally, this made the Greenwild goblin warriors, who had never truly fought the elves, feel uncertain. It was normal to have some awe and fear towards the unknown.

But after truly engaging in combat, the brave goblins faced the impact of the elven cavalry regiment head-on. It seemed that the opponents were not three-headed and six-armed. Apart from being slightly more agile and having slightly faster reactions, they were not much stronger than themselves!

On the contrary, in this kind of bare-knuckle collision without any fancy moves, the strong bodies and strength of the earth goblins and bear goblins were more advantageous. At least, in the current battle between the goblins and elves, Iman did not feel that their warriors were at a disadvantage.

For many years, the Greenwild cavalry brigade had been waiting for such a real battle since its creation. The hard training day after day, the sweat and tears left behind, now finally had a time to show their skills. Feeling the murderous aura on the battlefield, and the smell of blood, the earth goblins and bear goblins, who seemed to be born to fight, became more and more crazy in their eyes.

The elven spellcasters hid far behind, restoring and buffing the elves. Although they couldn't cast various area-of-effect spells to strike the goblins, they would always launch various single-target spells, and even javelins and arrows from the sky, to snipe the goblin killing gods among them. This was perhaps the most troublesome thing that the goblin cavalry phalanx felt at the moment.

However, when the more than 10,000 goblin infantry phalanx arrived late, the Greenwild spellcaster team united to launch a counterattack, and the situation returned to balance.

The newly arrived goblin infantry and dark elf archers did not pay much attention to the iron-barrel-like heavy cavalry. Under the command of Pablo, Albad, and other commanders, teams of goblin soldiers split into several tides and poured into the southern area of ​​Muma Slope, supporting the goblin warriors who had once again fallen into a disadvantage.

"Kill!!!"

The goblin reinforcements suddenly arrived and launched a frantic charge under the command of the commander, without any intention of stopping or resting.

Although Albad supported taking the initiative, he was more aware of the gap between the Greenwild army and the elven regular army. Apart from those few regularly trained troops, the other temporarily conscripted goblin warriors were essentially cannon fodder.

Now that the main force of the elves was attacking the inner city of Muma Slope and was caught in a fierce battle, the newly arrived goblin rabble army still had a strong fighting spirit. This was a great opportunity to attack the elven army when one side was weakened and the other was strengthened.

Or rather, from the beginning when he proposed the plan to take the initiative, Albad had already regarded Muma Slope as bait, so that the goblins in the town could contain the elven army, and then their main force would suddenly kill them to exchange for the greatest advantage.

Even with such an arrangement, Albad dared not guarantee that their army, which had a numerical advantage, would definitely gain the upper hand in a real contest and ultimately win.