The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1236

Allen's rage was unleashed, and divine power surged violently through his body, finally converging into the Bonebreaker sword as guided by his will.

"open!!"

Slay the heavens!
As soon as the sword strike was unleashed, the magical energy within the entire labyrinth dimmed for a moment, then surged wildly again, unleashing a powerful and turbulent tide of magical energy that spread outwards like lightning from the center of Allen's sword strike.

boom! ! ! ! !
The labyrinthine structures within a radius of thousands of miles trembled, with the tremors becoming more severe towards the center, eventually evolving into an earthquake exceeding magnitude twelve.

The frost giant demigod Herag, located at the epicenter of the earthquake, had no ability to resist such power. Even if he used all his strength, he could only manage to survive this earth-shattering battle.

However, the semi-divine armor he wore and the semi-divine warhammer that had been with him for thousands of years were now only half-remains. A huge wound extending from his chest to his lower abdomen, deep enough to expose the bone, gushed out crimson blood, making the frost giant, who was leaning against the broken wall, look particularly miserable.

Clang! ! !
Allen flashed to within two meters of the Frost Giant's face, his golden greatsword firmly in his arm, its slightly blunt tip pointed at Hellagur's brow. The invisible flames burning on it exuded a strong killing intent, constantly stimulating the prey's senses and igniting the little life force remaining within him.

Forcing himself to stay alert, he looked up at the tiny figure before him. Despite his defeat, a stubborn and unwilling expression still shone in Hrag's eyes.

"Can you tell me your name and origin? The powerful bear-goblin saint."

Even though he had become prey to be slaughtered, the proud Horag still wanted to know the origin of the enemy who had so easily defeated him, so that he wouldn't die in a daze.

“My name is Lex Greenfield, a shepherd who came from a faraway world to preach in the abyss.”

Allen still held his enemy in high regard. Although the enemy could only withstand his powerful attacks for a dozen minutes, this was based on the premise that the enemy was confronting him head-on with the strength of a demigod. If it were a demigod of another race facing the same situation, he would probably already be a warm corpse by now.

After all, Allen at his peak combat power at this moment is absolutely comparable to the true form of a god, and the power of that sword 'Slaying the Sky' is such that even a true god would find it difficult to escape unscathed.

"Lex, what is your purpose in attacking me? If it's to take my life, you can do it now."

Having obtained the answer he wanted, Hrag slowly closed his eyes with a sense of relief, quietly waiting for the other party to take his life.

However, after a few breaths, or even a dozen breaths, the imagined pain did not come. Only the burning sensation between his brows gradually dissipated. With a puzzled look, Horag reopened his eyes, only to find that the goblin in front of him had sheathed his heavy sword behind his back and was staring at him indifferently.

"Our Lord's decree: Life is precious."

“Even in this treacherous abyss world, every demon beast and every worm born from the pool of blood cherishes its hard-won life, and I believe you, Frost Giant, are no exception.”

"Originally, I intended to kill you, but after this brief exchange, I witnessed the bravery and fearlessness of a true warrior, which made me admire you more."

"So, I ask you a question: are you willing to reveal your real name and become a believer under our Lord's command?"

Creatures born in the Abyss are connected to the entire Abyss from the moment of their birth. Their life force merges with the magic of the Abyss, evolving into invisible magical bytes that form identifiers bearing their unique aura. In simpler terms, during a creature's gestation, it merges with fragments of certain fundamental rules that construct the Abyss. When these fragments are manipulated, the resulting magical rhythms, syllables, and bytes signify the ability to control the source of that power.

Although the frost giant Herag was not a native creature of the abyss, since he accepted the blessing of eternal life from the Iron Icefield bestowed upon him by the King of Wrath, Koschitch, it meant that his life force was closely connected to the Iron Icefield abyss, and thus naturally merged with certain codes of the abyss, acquiring a true name unique to him.

"Just kill me!!"

Upon hearing Allen's request as the victor, Herag closed his eyes again and answered unmoved.

He had long been tired of his current life, which was monotonous and lifeless, like a walking corpse. He was always surrounded by biting winds and snow, and the world was filled with dullness and deathly silence.

And such days seem to have no end. The eternal life promised by the leader Koschitch now seems to be a vicious curse, making it impossible for people to escape this abyss. Even if the soul of the dead returns to the River Styx, it will be reborn as a weak and powerless worm, rising again from the pool of blood, endlessly cycling back and forth.

Although he didn't want to admit it, deep down, Hrag already regretted his choice. If he hadn't followed Koschitchet to this abyss world, he might still be living in that bustling, vibrant material plane.

Even if one's lifespan ends and one becomes a handful of dust in the material world, it would be far more free than being controlled by the abyss and eternally reincarnated in the steel and ice plains.

"Don't you cherish this world at all? Don't you value your life?"

Allen's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of surprise flashed deep in his tiger-like eyes.

"I am just a poor prisoner forever trapped in this cold, icy plain. Death can at least erase my memories. Even if my soul is thrown into the blood pool again and evolves into other life forms, not knowing the cruel truth may actually make me happier."

Herag's lips curled up slightly, and he gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Moreover, my real name has long been controlled by the king I follow. No matter what you want to do with me in the future, as long as the king finds out about my betrayal, my ending will definitely not be better than dying in battle now."

"Don't waste any more time on me."

After hearing Helag's words, Eren felt relieved, because he now knew what the Frost Titan wanted.

"What if I had a way to help you break free from the abyss's control and lead you back to the material world?"

Herag, who had been keeping his eyes closed, immediately opened them upon hearing Allen's words. The light of hope in his eyes even overwhelmed the aura of death, making his entire demeanor more vibrant.

However, the light soon dimmed again, and a faint voice slowly drifted out from the frost giant's mouth.

“Deceiving a frost giant who is about to die is not a glorious thing, Your Excellency.”