The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1237

The shackles of the abyss lead directly to the soul, and even necromancers, who have the most thorough understanding of the soul's nature, have never found the key to unlock these shackles.

Therefore, after a moment of excitement, the frost giant, returning to reality, simply did not believe that the bear goblin in front of him had the ability to help him escape the control of the abyss.

Unless he is the incarnation of a true god, perhaps he has the ability to purify the abyssal essence within him, but the price to do so would be high. He is merely a demigod-level frost giant rebel, and it seems not worth the other party doing so.

Do you think I would need to lie to you?

Allen's tone was very sincere. Just then, the effect of the maze spell quietly disappeared, and the two were directly banished back to the icy plains. A howling cold wind swept in, and the fresh air instantly invigorated the frost giants.

He shifted his body cautiously, glancing furtively at the goblin less than five meters away. The goblin seemed completely unconcerned, simply watching him calmly and intently, showing no concern that he might take the opportunity to escape.

"Do you really have a way to remove the abyssal aura from my body?"

While observing his surroundings, not detecting any other living beings or any trace of magical devices, Herag took out a bottle of healing potion from his dimensional device and poured it into his mouth in front of Allen. Twisted granulation tissue grew from the horrific wounds on his body and began to heal itself.

Despite a bleak future and a dull life, if given the chance to survive, the Frost Giant wouldn't be as fearless as he appeared.

"of course."

Without hesitation, Allen replied confidently, "If you are willing to risk your life for freedom, I can arrange an event for you to witness firsthand the purification of the abyss's aura. However, I still need your real name before that."

"Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to kill you now."

"..."

His fighting spirit circulated within him, and his terrible injuries were gradually healing. If his opponent hadn't set up any magical devices to restrict his movement, he might have had a chance to escape. However, seeing his opponent's confident posture, coupled with this powerful tactic, Herag couldn't help but hesitate.

"Rest assured, if you submit to our lord and tell me your true name, we will not make any high demands on you until we completely remove the abyssal aura from your body."

Seeing that the other party had begun to hesitate, it meant that his persuasion had touched his heart. Allen continued to offer his terms: "We will avoid situations that expose you, and at the same time, we will not ask you to cause too much damage to yourself or the interests of the nobles above you, and there will be no major changes to your daily behavior."

"...Are you serious about what you're saying?"

After a long silence, Hrag's body had recovered considerably. He could have risked trying to escape, but the other party's current conditions didn't seem unacceptable.

In addition, the overwhelming strength displayed by his opponent in the short 20-minute battle made Herag feel unprecedented pressure. Even the king he followed, Koschitch, had never reached such a level of strength. Therefore, Herag finally chose to compromise.

“I swear in the name of my Lord—the God who controls the taste and food of the world—that everything I just said is true.”

Allen placed his right hand on the holy emblem on his heart and solemnly addressed the demigod frost giant before him, speaking each word carefully.

“Very well, I am willing to submit to the God who holds the power over all tastes and delicacies in the world, and offer my true name.” Faced with the situation, Herag didn’t have many choices. After weighing the pros and cons in his heart, the frost giant made a decisive decision: “My true name is Herag-Karr’vorrthax-yll-Nixuun-Ice Skull.”

When they uttered their hidden true names with blasphemous voices, the ice and snow elements in the surrounding space became somewhat restless, the cold wind became more ferocious, and the snowflakes became even more biting. However, the two powerful figures in front of them were clearly only slightly affected by the environment and paid no attention to this anomaly.

Allen merely repeated the true name that Herag had told him. With each blasphemous sound he uttered, he felt a wisp of his spiritual energy being drained away. Fortunately, as a saint, his spiritual energy was already strong, so these minor losses did not cause him much of a burden.

However, Allen estimated that if it weren't him reciting the true name, but rather a combat-type profession below the legendary level, all of their mental energy would be drained on the spot, turning them into an idiot. Even for a legendary non-spellcaster, uttering this true name, composed of more than a dozen blasphemous sounds, would be an extremely heavy burden and wouldn't last long.

This demonstrates the mystery and power of a real name.

Just as Eren accurately uttered Helag's true name, he clearly felt a subtle magical vibration in the space around the Frost Giant. At the same time, the Frost Giant's relaxed body suddenly tensed up, and his sitting position instantly turned into a standing position, as if an invisible shackle was on his body. His eyes were fixed and his body stiffened, involuntarily facing Eren.

"sit down."

Allen casually issued the command, and the frost giant's eyes showed struggle and pain, but its body mechanically sat back down on the snow. After issuing the command, Allen's mental energy was depleted once again.

All these changes proved that the Frost Giant's true name was not a lie. Relieved, Eren slowly floated down to the ground, but his gaze slowly turned back to the direction he came from, sensing an unfamiliar presence approaching.

"Find a way to solve your subordinates' problems yourself, and I'll contact you later."

Allen had his reasons for spending so much effort and resources to subdue the Frost Giant Baron. Sensing the approaching strange aura, he casually tossed out a magical item and transformed back into the demon beast he had been chasing, leaving behind a trail of animal footprints as he quickly disappeared into the distance.

Having witnessed the demon beast's transformation firsthand, the frost giant Herag immediately understood why the Labyrinth Scroll had affected both of them simultaneously, and couldn't help but sigh that his defeat this time was not unjust. Then, remembering his disheveled state, he reverted to his normal size and, to conceal the signs of battle, put away his tattered armor, replacing it with another set of equipment from his spare collection.

After changing clothes, the wounds on his chest and abdomen were also concealed. Unless there was a close inspection, they would not have been exposed. As for the bloodstains left on the ground, after looking around, Hrag picked up a warhammer from his collection and smashed it down a few times. Snowflakes flew everywhere and scattered across the ground, changing the terrain again. It was difficult to detect anything unusual.

After confirming that everything was correct, Herag had no more lingering feelings for this place. He took the initiative to meet the rapidly approaching Balor Flame Demon on the horizon and intercepted his subordinates who came to meet him halfway.

"My lord, you..."

The Balrog Umbrako, who had been rushing over, arrived beside Herag and noticed that the armor he was wearing had changed and that his aura was somewhat weak. He couldn't help but ask in a tone of doubt and concern.

Don't make yourself uncomfortable!!!

Helag's fierce aura enveloped his body, and his tone was filled with intense malice and anger. He seemed to be anxious and embarrassed because his prey had escaped. This immediately suppressed Umbrako's doubts and buried them deep in his heart.

"Let's go back!!!"

He glared at the obedient Balor Balrog subordinate, then stomped heavily on the soft snow, deliberately making a huge commotion. As the ground shook, two imposing figures walked back the way they came.