The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1177 Divine Magic
With a strong fighting spirit, Alan slowly flew over the high-altitude gale belt, looking at the two calm elf saints in the gale belt with a little provocation.

"Are you two going to teach me a lesson again this time?"

"Humph!!"

The elf priest Helena looked unfriendly, snorted coldly and turned away.

"I have seen your prowess before, and it is indeed far beyond my reach. This time, let's just get along peacefully and wait for the outcome of the battle below."

Kenny, the Elf Druid, was more stable in his emotions. Although he knew that the army of the Elf Kingdom was at a disadvantage on the battlefield and would most likely follow in the footsteps of the Thorn Fortress, the two elven saints should have done something, but now they could only watch their fellow elves falling one by one in the battle below. No one would feel good about it, but Kenny was still calm and steady when facing Alan and greeted him politely.

Kenny knew very well that although saints could exert considerable lethality in a war of this scale, it was not something that one or two saints could do to completely reverse the situation on the battlefield.

Moreover, there are potential rules restricting the saints, which is to prevent their overly powerful strength from causing too much impact and damage to the mortal world. As the makers and maintainers of potential rules, the two saints from the elven pantheon naturally cannot take the initiative to break the rules in front of other saints.

"Of course, if you still insist on fighting us, we will fight you to the end. But if the aftermath of the fierce battle affects the battlefield below, please do not blame us!"

The last time I had a fierce battle with Allen, it was mainly to test the strength of this famous bear goblin saint. Now that I have figured out his strength, there is no need to continue this meaningless fight that is unlikely to produce any results.

Kenny felt that there was no need for him to take risks and fight with this dangerous enemy. Not only would he lose his elegant demeanor, but he would also have to concentrate on resisting the fierce attack of the bear goblin.

Anyway, the northern army did not pose much of a threat to the kingdom. They just took advantage of the kingdom's defeat on the eastern front to seize the border land. After the kingdom's army drove away and defeated the group of stubborn dwarves, it would be a piece of cake to turn around and deal with this mob. There was no need for a saint to personally take risks.

"..."

Alan didn't care about this. It was just a pity that he didn't have another chance to hone his skills through actual combat. However, it could save some consumption of the power of faith. There are pros and cons to each.

Both sides just looked down indifferently at the smoke rising from the earth. The strong murderous aura and the smell of blood and flesh formed a blood-red halo that enveloped the city of Khalid. The huge group of warriors were like ants in the eyes of the three of them. Even if the earth was dyed into a river of blood and there were countless casualties, they could not feel any pity or regret.

As their strength increases and time passes, their close friends and relatives pass away one after another, and the rich emotions of most of the strong men fade away silently. They may even feel superior to others because of the huge disparity in their strength, and even regard their former compatriots as inferior creatures such as pigs, sheep and livestock, allowing them to exploit and slaughter them.

After a period of confrontation and realizing that the other party had no intention of fighting, Alan put the heavy sword into the dimensional suit, sat cross-legged in the air, and kept drawing patterns in the air with his hands. Soon, a faint divine light condensed between Alan's hands as the divine model took shape.

Alan's movements were not skillful, and his damaged mental strength could not be fully recovered. Occasionally, when he failed to control the skill, the divine light between his hands would immediately dim and the magic power would dissipate, causing the divine skill to fail to increase in power.

But soon Alan started trying again, until the complete magic appeared between his hands, and finally he cast it on his own body, carefully feeling the blessing effect of the magic or its attack power and so on.

The two elves who were hundreds of meters away had complex emotions of calm and solemnity in their eyes, because the intelligence they had about the Bugbear Saint did not include any information that the other party could perform divine magic.

When they fought against the bugbears before, the sudden changes in their domain gave Helena, who could also control the divine domain, a guess in her mind. Now that the other party had performed divine arts directly in front of her, Helena's guess had been confirmed. It seemed that the church should treat this bugbear saint with more caution, as he was actually not on the same level as ordinary saints.

Helena's mind was in a mess, and her dissatisfaction with the bugbear's arrogance gradually dissipated unconsciously. She began to weigh how to deal with the bugbear next.

However, at this time, the bear goblin Allen was immersed in the ocean of divine knowledge and was unable to extricate himself. He did not care about the looks and feelings of the two enemies opposite him at all.

Casting divine arts could have been a hidden means for Allen to use in battle, but after he had spontaneously revealed his divine domain and his unique divine art 'War Feast' last time, Allen was too lazy to hide his weakness when facing his two old rivals.

Moreover, he took the initiative to expose his trump card, which was a deterrent to the Elf Temple and the high-ranking officials of the kingdom. Although he was the only saint in the North, the other party could not expect to get away with it from him!
Alan finally understood that the so-called hidden rules of saint-level existence can only truly constrain saints like them who do not belong to the five major pantheons. As the party that formulates and maintains the rules, they actually have a lot of room for maneuver and right of interpretation in operation.

Unless the strength of the strong enemy they are hostile to is no longer compensated by numbers, they will give the other party a certain amount of respect and make the behavior of their own camp more disciplined.

While demonstrating his strength invisibly, Alan can also find something to do for himself so that his precious time will not be wasted.

Just after reintegrating with the divine consciousness, countless new knowledge and experiences emerged in his mind. Although Alan's main consciousness could also share the experiences of the divine consciousness, master and utilize the relevant knowledge and divine arts, in fact, without self-casting and use, these things that came out of thin air would still have some barriers.

Just like now, when he casts low- to medium-level magic, most of the time he fails. Occasionally, a few magic spells succeed, which always gives Alan more experience.

This feeling is not unfamiliar, because this is how I went through when I learned and mastered various expertise and combat skills.

Alan had no idea how others performed divine arts or magic, but the reason why he could perform divine arts now, in addition to possessing powerful and pure mental power, was more importantly that his divine power could replace the energy circulation and utilization in the body under any other professional system.

Using divine power as the basic material such as bricks and stones, and then using mental power as a tool for fitting and adhesion, this is obviously more complicated and troublesome than when Alan directly mobilized anger and divine power to fight before. However, when the divine magic model is successfully constructed, it can attract the natural energy that is everywhere in nature to strengthen itself. Its efficiency and power are obviously stronger than fighting with only its own strength.

This may be the reason why spellcasters can always suppress other professions at the same level when their skills and expertise are not yet profound in the early stages.

General magic: Bear's tenacity, Leopard's agility, Cure minor wounds...

One after another, low- and medium-level divine arts were born from failure, and finally appeared in Allen's hands, and he casually blessed himself with them.

Although he was on the battlefield and faced with two powerful opponents, Alan was still able to study the mysterious divine knowledge and construct divine models attentively, which made the two saints on the opposite side inexplicably unhappy, but helpless.

The sky turned from light to dark and then back to light. In less than ten days and nights, the war on the ground had already been decided.

After confirming that they had suffered another defeat, the two elven saints turned around with gloomy faces and left the confrontation space without saying a word, continuing to fly towards the heart of the kingdom.

Alan didn't even raise his head, still devoted to constructing the mysterious patterns in his mind and transforming them into divine arts of different levels and effects.