The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 601 Nature
  Allen once again began a boring retreat that was full of frustration and blows. He spent his days guarding the deserted mountains, either wielding the bone cutter to cut through the mountains in front of him, or crossing his legs and falling into meditation.

Allen cherishes days like this very much. As the leader of the tribe, Allen has squeezed out many times of retreat. To have the current strength and skill, it should be said that his own fighting talent is indeed excellent.

Allen spends more of his time occupied by tribal trivial matters and planning the future of the tribe. On weekdays, he does not seem to be too involved in the development of the tribe, but in fact, most of Allen's All actions are for the future of the tribe.

Countless experiments to condense the vortex of anger have failed, which made Allen once again shaken about the direction of travel: perhaps the unconscious perception of the vortex of anger before was really just his own illusion. God’s method is completely different from the path I am exploring now.

There is no way, every failure is a wavering of his firm will. Even if Allen thinks he is very confident in his choice, the number of trials and errors makes Allen numb, which will inevitably make him feel frustrated. It became stronger and stronger, and gradually turned into a denial of self.

The mountains in front of us have been cut in half by Allen. Countless rockfalls have blocked the valley. As the cumulonimbus clouds in the west accumulated abundant water vapor and poured down heavy rain, a large barrier lake was eventually formed, which became Allen. A great way to wash away the dust in your heart.

Immersed in the lake, the cold water penetrated the skin and wanted to penetrate into the body. This stimulation slowly calmed Allen's irritable mood.

When he was satisfied, Allen swung his fist forward in the lake full of obstacles. The huge force separated the lake to form a vacuum. The huge lake suddenly set off a huge wave. At the same time, Allen's body jumped out of the lake. The dripping water line is suspended in mid-air.

The force of the fist kept rolling the water forward until it was intercepted by the steep beach on one side of the barrier lake, and then it stopped. The turbulent undercurrents turned into waves, hitting the rocks and forming a flower. A wave of flowers.

There was also an undercurrent that was blocked and swept back in a different direction, only to be caught by the waves that continued to surge forward. The two waves struggled with each other and actually formed huge whirlpools.

When Allen was fascinated by whirlpools, when he saw the whirlpool on the shore of the lake, he remembered the angry whirlpool where he had failed countless attempts, and his eyes could not help but focus on the whirlpool of water.

The undercurrents became sluggish as they entangled again and again, and the whirlpool slowly became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye until the calm lake surface returned.

Allen punched out again, and the gradually calming lake surface stirred up again. A dozen whirlpools of different sizes were created in the collision between the undercurrent and the lake wall, and then disappeared with the disappearance of the undercurrent.

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Behind natural phenomena, real and eternal laws often dominate. Through observation and research of natural laws, Allen gradually gained a little understanding of the generation of the anger vortex in his body.

It turns out that forming a vortex does require the entanglement and collision of at least two forces, but it is not as Allen thought. The two forces must be evenly matched and reach a balance; on the contrary, if you want to form a complete vortex, There must be at least a clear gap between the forces of collision and entanglement.

Only when one force occupies an absolute advantage, then a stable vortex will be generated in the collision of forces, and the seemingly weak force can achieve a balance with the stronger force through the rotation of the vortex.

If Allen hadn't verified this many times, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to figure out why there must be a clear gap in the amount of force required to form this vortex. According to Allen's consistent thinking, if you want to maintain a certain form of balance, shouldn't there be equally influential factors?

When he put this new discovery into practice, the generation of the whirlpool of anger in his body became much easier. Allen did not even need to deliberately maintain the balance, as long as he ensured that the two forces he instilled were not consistent in size.

It was gratifying to make progress, but new difficulties appeared in front of Allen, forcing him to continue to figure out the joints.

The problem of the generation of the anger vortex has been solved, but how to maintain its existence stably has become a big problem. Allen cannot maintain it by distracting himself from sending two angers with different strengths and directions anytime and anywhere. state.

It doesn't matter at ordinary times, it's just a distraction and a little troublesome at most, but when it comes to fighting, wouldn't it become a burden and drag on myself, making it impossible for me to use my hands and feet?
  Allen's character has always been prudent and cautious, which is reflected in the fact that he will not relax due to the weakness of his opponent in battle. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, which is the reason why he can survive to this day. Therefore, it is obviously impossible for Allen to change his previous style and multi-purpose during battle.

If the vortex of anger cannot be maintained during battle and the liquid anger can be refined to enhance the power of the attack, then the vortex of anger will not be of much value to Allen.

Moreover, Allen also discovered that although on the surface the newly generated vortex of anger was not much different from the vortex he felt in the illusion, in fact the effect of this vortex of anger was completely different from what he felt in the illusion. .

If the vortex built by the eternal fire in the illusion is an eight-cylinder four-stroke internal combustion engine, then the vortex of anger formed by Allen's self-anger at this time is nothing more than the simplest horizontal bar engine, regardless of Whether it was the speed of devouring anger or the efficiency of converting it into liquid anger, Allen was worried about it.

However, this little progress was worth it in Allen's opinion. At least he had gained something, and it was not in vain that he had stayed in these deserted mountains for half a year.

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"... Zolf, the leader of the Urok tribe, quietly returned a month ago. After his return, he urgently summoned two legendary elders of the tribe for a secret meeting. After that, Zolf never appeared in the tribe's sight again."

"...The kobolds on duty that night saw that Zolf was in very bad condition at the time. His left arm and left calf were missing, and his face seemed to be disfigured..."

Although he was practicing in seclusion, Allen could receive all kinds of information from the clan at any time. One of the things that concerned him the most was finally news.

After carefully checking the newly delivered secret letter, Allen's brain was running rapidly, thinking about the possible situations of Cosmo and Ariel.

"The troll Ariel has not moved yet. I wonder if he has escaped? What if..."

Allen was most concerned about what happened to Snowmi, the neighbor's leader, and he was secretly hoping that his wish would come true, so that he could start taking the next action in advance. The experience in the fantasy world has brought a lot of gains to Allen. Although when it comes to implementing his own plan, there is a high probability that it will not be the same as the scenes that happened in the fantasy world, but it can always make Allen more anticipated and prepared.

"Go back and tell Fakado, and ask the eyes and ears in Nasir Fortress to help me. At any cost, we must find out the news about Ariel, the troll."

"If you have any information about him, please report it back immediately."

"Yes."

After the high-level dwarf druid received Allen's instructions, green light emitted from his body, and he transformed into an earth-yellow bipedal dragon in front of Allen, fluttering his wings and flying toward the northeast.

When the reporting scout disappeared, Allen fell into silence again.

"How about going to visit Zolf in person? He must know about Ariel's situation."

"However, if the information in my hand is accurate, I'm afraid Zolf may not be willing to see me now..." While thinking about things, Allen rubbed his hands together, and the tough parchment was rubbed on the spot in his hands. It has become countless pieces of hairy balls, and all the information recorded on it has been wiped out, without fear of being collected and noticed.

After thinking about it, Allen finally decided not to move for the time being. Anyway, even if he really inquired about Ariel's situation, he would not be able to do much for a while. On the contrary, he might be too concerned and let someone notice it. to something.

Continuing endless retreat practice, until late one night, several figures rushed to Allen's location in the dark. Before they could get close to Allen's location, they were already noticed by Allen.

"Little guys, if you don't have some exercise in the quarry, what are you doing here?"

Allen was still somewhat impressed by the figures in front of him, especially the tall and powerful Goblin Sword Dancer at the head. This was an important reason why Allen chose the Mansha Quarry as the retreat location this time.

"Clan leader."

The four members of the Great Goblin Swara were startled by the figure that suddenly fell from the sky. The three companions around them quickly reacted and formed a defensive formation. It was not until Allen's majestic voice sounded that they relaxed. tone, quietly putting down the weapon in his hand.

"Chief, I'm here to apply to you."

I have regarded Allen as my idol and goal since I was a child, but I never thought that one day I would be so close to my idol. Even though for more than half a year, he and his companions have often been taught by Allen personally, but every time they came to meet Allen, Swara and his companions were still full of anxiety.

"We want to travel for a while, but I always feel that training in the quarry can no longer improve my strength too much."

Swara secretly raised his head and observed the expression on Allen's face. In fact, he had this idea more than a month ago, but he was worried that Allen would not agree, so he delayed asking until now.

"..."

Allen frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy. It was rare for a legendary seed to appear in the tribe. Before being promoted to a legend, there was no problem in making any cautious actions.

However, Allen also knows that it is not easy for the legendary seeds to take the final step, and they cannot presume to take that step naturally in a safe environment. The necessary experience is also very important.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"We want to go to the Adventure Guild to find some challenging tasks, earn some funds and materials, and find some practical combat to improve ourselves."

Swara heard that Allen didn't seem to refuse his proposal, and immediately stated his plan simply.

"It's not wrong that you want to take that step through actual combat, but since you want to achieve actual combat, you don't have to travel outside."

Allen thought for a while and gave his own suggestion: "You may not know that there is a tavern in the west city of our Namur Fortress, and the director there has many challenging tasks in his hands."

"Rather than traveling all the way to Mansha City, we should stay within our own surroundings so that we can get more help even if any problems arise."

"What do you think?"

Allen secretly rejoiced that the prosperity and growth of his tribe had attracted the attention of many forces, and some enterprising leaders had already begun to set up strongholds in Namur Fortress. The power base he proposed at this time was the mission release point laid out by the Namur Fortress of the Assassin Guild to which his early adventure partner Elf Albian belonged.

For this stronghold, the Assassin's Guild had already asked Albian to communicate with its master Allen before it was ready to be established, and quietly settled in after obtaining Allen's consent. And because of the habitual behavior of the Assassin's Guild and the requirements of the tasks they accept, it is almost difficult for ordinary people to get in touch with them, and only those who are favored by their union members will be invited to accept them.

As a member of the Assassin's Guild, Allen, who also has the friendship of a landlord, still has some special treatment, such as whether anyone in his tribe is invited to join the Assassin's Guild, who is the member, etc.

Obviously, from the information Allen learned, the hobgoblin Swara, who suddenly found his legendary path, was indeed not attracted by the members of the Assassin's Guild and was drawn into the union.

But this is good, at least it means that Swara, the future pillar of the clan, has not entered the eyes of the surrounding forces. As long as some time passes and he is promoted to legend, all that will no longer matter.

"what?"

Swara was somewhat surprised. After all, apart from the branch of the Adventurer's Guild in the city, he had never heard of any other signs of the existence of other guilds in the tribal city. Most of the tasks issued by the Adventurer's Guild in Namur Fortress are related to the resources abundant in the Cator Mountains, caravan bodyguards, etc. With Swara's current strength, it is really hard to see. It caught his eye, so he thought about traveling outside.

"Everything depends on your arrangement, patriarch."

Although I am somewhat unwilling to do so, since the clan leader has spoken, I think the stronghold he pointed out should be helpful to my breakthrough. It is better to try it first. If it is really not suitable, it is not too late to make other plans.

Thinking of this, Swara agreed in a deep voice.

"After you return to Namur Fortress, report to Fakara. He will naturally arrange for someone to introduce you to the Thorn Tavern."

"Remember, the tasks in the tavern are not easy, so you must not show off."

Allen was still a little worried and warned him a few more times. The big goblin in front of him was the first talented person in his clan to embark on the path of legend, so nothing could go wrong.

Although Cole was the second being in the clan to be promoted to legend, she had been missing for decades. When Allen found her later, she had already been promoted to legend, and Allen had not prepared anything for her path to legend. Therefore, the current promotion of Swara is also the first time for Allen to arrange the experience of legendary seeds, so it is reasonable to consider it conservatively.

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)