The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 746 Prayer
  "The founder of delicious food, the Supreme and All-Knowing Lord, your humble followers offer you the most sincere praise, may you..."

"...A big event happened in Green Lake Town recently. The elven army suddenly invaded the Green Field Plain and invaded our Green Lake Town..."

"...The enemy is powerful, a demigod mage has appeared, and the number of invading troops exceeds 10,000..."

"... After intense discussions, the town finally agreed to Elder Albad's suggestion and took the initiative to defend the enemy at the front of Mumapo..."

In a quiet secret room, the earth spirit Zelang knelt in front of the obsidian statue of the God of Cookery, praying devoutly, and reported the recent events in Green Lake Town to Allen, who was thousands of miles away.

Although the God of Cookery has begun to study the layout and absorb more backbones of the clan, it is still a bit slow when it comes to high-level movements. On the first night, the town began to mobilize soldiers to join the army. Goblins like Cohan and Ruwa knew roughly, but the specific reason for recruiting soldiers to form an army was finally completed after the army was roughly formed, and at the same time Albad and the others were ready. After the decision was made, it was gradually learned by Cohan and others.

By the time the detailed information was gathered into Zelang's hands and reported to Allen who listened to his prayers, the battle at Mumapo in the distance had already begun and was in full swing.

At this time, Allen had just completed the handover work with the demigod assassin Marvin, and thus began his fifty-year mission. Except for the occasional visits by legendary strongmen and tribal envoys in the first half year, he felt bored later. Allen, who also couldn't bear to receive guests, simply turned on the retreat mode and lived in the newly built castle specially built for him by the alliance without leaving.

Although the people did not come out, Allen did not miss any external intelligence. The intelligence system that the tribe had spread out over the years through 'Allen' noodles and other channels continuously brought the latest news into his hands.

But what Allen is more concerned about is the news from the Green Field Tribe. Others have left the tribe, but half of his heart has always remained in the tribe.

Every night, his first priest, and now the only priest, completes the transmission of information over long distances through prayer. After arriving in Mansha City, Allen has never missed anything. This time it was only ten minutes at noon. Allen noticed a strong call for prayer in his consciousness. As he quickly fell into trance and entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he happened to see Zelang kneeling on the ground, with a solemn expression and a bit of nervousness. , reporting to himself the major events that happened in the tribe.

"...These damn guys!!!"

Allen's heart couldn't help but twitch a few times, and a blazing flame instantly filled his whole body, burning with fangs and claws.

"Report the battlefield trends at any time, I will be back soon!!"

Resisting his impulse, Allen patiently listened to Zelang's detailed report on the town's plans, mobilization of troops, etc., and then his magnificent divine intention rang in Zelang's mind.

"clear!!"

"Let the God of Cookery do its best to help appease the residents of the town and assist the town's management. ... If the situation is irreversible, try your best to save the tribe, and you can abandon Green Lake Town."

"clear."

"and also……"

Thoughts flowed rapidly. Allen communicated with his spiritual thoughts and gave instructions to Zelang and the others. After withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, he only felt tiredness sweeping over his heart. Although the communication of spiritual thoughts is convenient, it still has a lot of side effects, that is, it consumes Allen's spiritual power. After all, there is never a free ability in this world.

But Allen had no time to rest now. He stood up from the meditation cushion as if on pins and needles and paced back and forth in the study. After ten minutes, he finally opened the door and left his castle quietly.

Although Allen is now responsible for guarding the safety of Mansha City, it does not mean that he must not leave the city. After all, there is no reason for a demigod to go to jail. Generally, as long as he leaves the city for a short period of time, such as within half a year, Inside, demigods are actually free to come and go, and they don't even need to notify the city guard of Mansha City.

Allen was so anxious that he flew all the way on his back. Although he knew rationally that even if he rushed back now, he might not be able to solve the crisis in Green Lake Town. For a demigod as powerful as Allen, it would take him at least eight to ten days to travel nearly 20,000 miles, and he would have to fly all the way in anger.

But this is obviously unrealistic. If the anger is consumed too much, and if there is any sudden accident or danger, then although Allen will not be able to surrender, his combat effectiveness will inevitably be reduced by more than half, which is not in line with his always cautious character.

Even if he finally rushes back as quickly as possible, what should have happened in eight days has almost already happened. The only thing Allen can do after returning is to clean up the mess and reunite the scattered tribesmen in the Green Field Plain. .

At this time, Allen hated the elf that suddenly appeared in his heart. He and the Green Field tribe had never provoked this elf emperor. In the past, a strong elf suddenly cooperated with humans to assassinate him, and then he suddenly killed him for a whole time. An elven army invaded, how could they be so arrogant? ?
  But despite his anger, Allen couldn't help but think deeply. Does the other party's behavior towards Green Field mean that they will make big moves against Wilderness? Is another war about to happen?
  Thinking of these, Allen's already heavy heart suddenly became filled with countless hazes.

After three days of galloping, when about 50% of the anger in his body was consumed, Allen fell to the ground and started running wildly with his legs. When the anger in his body was restored spontaneously, Allen once again climbed into the sky and flew north. , over and over again just to rush back to the tribe as soon as possible.

After looking around in the sky, Allen once again landed on the unfamiliar hills at his feet. There were wary animals in the sparse vegetation. They seemed to be aware of the strange visitors and quickly hid in their caves. There are also little birds tilting their heads from among the branches and through the dense leaves, combing their hair while whispering.

He swung his limbs one after another, running wildly for a long time at high intensity, and his body, which was as strong as a demigod, felt somewhat uncomfortable. There was a dull soreness in the muscles, and the rubber band in his brain seemed to have been worn out for a long time, reminding Allen that it was time to take a rest.

It's just that Allen didn't pay attention to the slight discomfort coming from his body. Now that he can buy an extra minute, it may mean the life of a tribe member, so how can he afford to delay it! !

After drinking a bottle of bitter physical recovery potion with his head raised, Allen searched for the direction, and then moved his legs again, shuttling through the thorny jungle.

Just when Allen made a big jump and jumped off a cliff more than ten meters high without any hesitation, a vague magical fluctuation suddenly came from the surrounding space. When Allen's somewhat slow mental power gossamer, which was scattered outside, realized something was wrong, he moved with anger and his body suddenly climbed into the sky. However, just as he soared to a height of a thousand meters, a tough transparent shield surrounded him, firmly surrounding him. Covered in a mystery.

Assassination! Assassination! !
  Is there no other means in this world? ?

Allen roared silently in his heart. It had been less than a few years since the last time he was assassinated, and he had experienced more assassinations in his life than he could count with two hands. .

The moment he saw the mysterious lock rising, Allen knew in his heart that he was being plotted again. As for who is plotting against him, judging from the current situation, it is not the most important thing.

Standing upside down on the shield at the top of the mystery lock, Allen looked down at the ground. Soon, a series of blazing fireballs shot up into the sky from behind the rolling hills and headed straight for Allen's location.

At the same time, throwing spears and flying axes also let out shrill roars, converging on Allen from three or four directions, sealing off all the space around it. Following closely behind were seven or eight legendaries and above who wore bronze masks and leather masks on their heads, charging towards Allen with great momentum.

"..."    crouched down, and then Allen's whole body suddenly exerted force on the shield. The transparent shield produced a ripple. At the same time, Allen's body was like a cannonball, facing the huge continuous fireball without any dodge. .

The demon-breaking sigil group was activated instantly, forming an energy jagged blade that continuously vibrated at a high frequency, slashing towards the fireball as Allen's body flew down.

boom! !boom! !boom! ! !
  Four or five fireballs connected in a line violently spit fire tongues around, drowning Allen's figure, and the assassins who followed him temporarily lost traces of Allen. Only the flying axes and throwing spears Plunging headlong into the sea of ​​fire.

The movements of several strong men slowed down slightly, staring intently at the sea of ​​​​fire that rose dozens of meters in front of them and gradually converged inside.

call! !

An invisible energy suddenly pierced a one-meter-wide hole in the sea of ​​fire. Almost at the same time, an assassin's eyes were stunned and he suddenly leaned forward with the heavy battle ax in his hand.

Ding! ! !
  The bear-faced masked assassin, who was more than two meters tall and holding a battle ax, let out a soft cry from the battle ax in his hand, and then his body hit the ground as if he had been hit hard.

Kachacha~~~
  Boom! !

The dense jungle on the hillside was destroyed countless times. The sound of broken wood was mixed with a heavy loud noise, and a large pit more than ten meters wide suddenly appeared on the mountainside.

Allen's body suddenly rushed out, and with one strike, his figure transformed into five. He used the Yanbo Step to the extreme, divided into five directions, picked up an assassin's position in each direction, and sprinted away.

The experiences of their companions did not arouse the sympathy of the remaining seven assassins. When Allen sent out the instant kill, they were already waiting for Allen's offensive. When the five phantoms came from different directions, although it was impossible to distinguish Allen's true identity for a while, the seven assassins converged in one place in a tacit understanding, echoing each other and only staring at the two or three closest phantoms.

Puff!puff!

puff! !

The other party made a mistake in judgment. Allen's body was not in any of the shadows. When everyone reacted and re-locked on Allen's true body, he had already used this opportunity to go straight to the group of three people on the ground who were casting spells. By.

The three casters have different professions. One of them should be a priest. The caster wearing a majestic portrait mask quickly flipped through the sacred book in his hand. A one-handed staff also flew in the void, and a sacred breath slowed down. Slowly enveloping the three of them was a legendary divine spell - Divine Blessing.

Just before the Divine Blessing Magic was completed, another caster with a short stature and a somewhat stooped appearance opened his mouth first, and a red line of fire suddenly spurted out from the small mouth of the mask, and then expanded rapidly, in line with the charge. The new Allen collided with him, but he was a Dragon Vein Warlock.

The sea of ​​fire once again covered Allen's figure, and the scalding heat wave swept around Allen's body. But just before the flames approached, Allen also spread the flames of anger outside his body, preparing to resist this attack for at least 10 seconds. Dragon Breath Technique with eighth-level spell power.

Another caster pressed his hand on the ground, and a faint light penetrated into the ground. The plants within a radius of nearly 100 meters began to squirm regularly and slowly merged together, as if some huge creature was brewing.

Fury skill--Inspire! !

The black dragon scale armor comes with the dragon power spell - Inspire! !

The anger in the body forms one wave after another, washing and washing back and forth in the veins woven with energy. A huge amount of anger pours into the Bonecutter's sword body, emitting a bright light.

Open the sky! !

"Roar!!!"

Allen vented endless dissatisfaction and resentment in his mouth, and all emotions were intertwined in this sword.

A thin ray of light bloomed from the center of the sea of ​​​​fire. The seemingly huge and terrifying raging flames poured back the moment the light was generated, backfired on the three-knife figure on the ground.

The divine protection spell had just been generated, just in time to stop the counterattack of the dragon's breath, but as the crimson divine light from the bone cutter in Allen's hand fell, the legendary divine protection spell that was said to be able to block all harm in the world The shield was crumbling under this attack, and the shield was erratic and seemed to be broken at any time.

"Divine power???"

The priest struggled to maintain the shield that was less than one meter above his head and was still compressing, and he asked with a look of horror and surprise in his eyes.

The other two companions around him were also saving themselves, each casting other spells to inflict themselves on themselves. After hearing these two words from their companions, the spell-casting movements paused for an instant, but soon resumed, just staring at Allen's eyes for a long time. A few mixed emotions.

"Open it for me!!"

A strong wind blew behind him, and it was obvious that the seven assassins had already reached behind him to relieve their companions.

But Allen was unmoved. The violent anger continued to pour into the Bone Slayer. He felt the angry vortex of Allen's will and the mysterious seed of faith in the vortex. At this time, it was also spinning crazily, and the mysterious energy began to flow from The faith spewed out and merged into the anger that was constantly condensed by the vortex of anger, forming a new force that was similar to anger but seemed completely different.

kakaka~~~
  The light of the divine protection, as thin as a cicada's wings, cracked in the frightened eyes of the three casters, and then turned into a spider web that quickly enveloped the entire shield.

boom! ! ! !

呲~~~~~
  The energy in the sky surged, forming tidal waves of magic that swept back and forth in the shrouded hills.

(End of this chapter)