The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1246

Without warning, the slash, combined with Herag's already advanced Saint level strength, left the demigod-level Balor Flame Demon Lord sitting to his left with no chance to resist. His huge and ferocious head was sliced ​​off and rolled to the ground.

Phew~~~~
Crimson blood rained down, splattering onto the demon lords and manor owners around them. Before everyone could even react, another incredibly powerful attack had already engulfed the entire hall, which spanned over a hundred square meters.

"What are you doing!!"

"Why!!!"

However, they are all warriors who have crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Although such a dramatic change may leave them somewhat bewildered, their bodily instincts always help them launch a counterattack and defense before their conscious awareness.

As they moved, the owners of the faces roared in fury, questioning the people they had come to congratulate with good intentions.

"Humph!!!"

Ignoring the questions from his former colleagues in the hall, Herag unleashed his strongest fighting power. His body expanded uncontrollably, tearing open the dome of the castle he had lain on for thousands of years. The castle collapsed on the spot, and flying sand and stones crashed down on the lords on the ground, perfectly covering Herag's battle axe attack as he raised his arms high and then resolutely cleaved down.

boom! ! ! !

The mountain-shaking strike crashed into the earth, instantly shattering the flat ground into countless fragments and creating a huge crater on the site of the castle.

Several figures emerged from the rising dust in a disheveled state, about to flee into the distance, when they suddenly discovered a seemingly thin magical barrier in front of them. It turned out that just as Herag made his move, his trusted men had activated the magic lock device at the top of the volcano, preventing anyone from leaving from there for a short time.

Unless the frost giant, as its master, personally unlocks the lock, or Herag is killed.

"No one can escape from my territory!!"

Herag chuckled, and crystalline ice flowers bloomed on the ground where his battle axe touched, spreading outwards at a rapid pace.

"You're really crazy!!"

Among the few powerful individuals who escaped, the frost giant Samofel, who was already at odds with Helag, turned around and stared at the familiar face in front of him with a chilling tone after realizing that escape was hopeless. As he spoke, his body rapidly expanded, and then a huge frost giant, about two meters smaller than Helag, stood hundreds of meters away, confronting him from afar.

"You know the consequences of betraying your lord; once you kill us, there's no turning back!!"

One after another, huge ice spikes suddenly appeared from beneath the feet of the powerful figures opposite them, rising straight into the sky and piercing towards them. However, the powerful figures swung their weapons and shattered them one by one, causing a blizzard to spread across the sky.

"Living a miserable existence in this eternally desolate ice plain is not how a frost giant should live. I've had enough of everything here, and I hate that bastard who used sweet words to lure us away from our homeland!!"

"He is utterly unworthy to be the lord I follow!!"

As if to vent the bitterness and resentment that had been building up in his heart for so many years, Herag ran swiftly toward the location of his opponents, shouting and cursing everything in a wild and unrestrained manner.

Thump! Ding! Clang!

The demon lords were no pushovers either. Although the frost giant before them had already advanced to the Saint rank and was far stronger than them, they were still warriors who had experienced countless battles and naturally would not sit idly by and wait to die.

The frost giant Summerfield charged head-on at Horag, wielding a pair of exaggerated one-handed warhammers. At the same time, the ten-armed serpent demigod swung his ten weapons, creating ten hurricanes of sword blades that shot towards Horag's massive body in several directions.

Further away, the Balor Flame Demon unleashed a blue flame from its long whip, summoning three legendary Soul Judgement Demon projections that appeared within the maze. The four figures chanted blasphemous words in unison, coalescing into a massive fireball radiating a menacing aura.

In another corner, a legendary high-ranking eight-armed serpent demon gripped four longbows, focused intently on drawing them back, and the arrows, imbued with magic, exuded a dangerous aura...

Although they hadn't fought side-by-side for a long time, their teamwork in actual combat was completely seamless. Every move they made was perfectly timed without any prompting from others, posing the greatest threat to their targets.

Herag, whose exquisite armor was covered by a layer of frost armor, didn't even bother to defend against attacks aimed at his unimportant parts. He focused all his attacks on his fellow frost giants in front of him, settling old scores and new grudges all at once, determined to tear this guy who had been mocking him to pieces.

The battle axe struck down with a fierce blow, and the opponent crossed his arms, his massive pair of warhammers also slamming precisely into the axe blade. Sparks flew and shockwaves rippled outwards. The two giants, both over ten meters tall, only staggered slightly before recovering and continuing to unleash all their fury with what appeared to be a clumsy but was actually swift and ferocious attack.

Battle axes flew and warhammers clashed as the two frost giants slammed down from the sky to the ground, then leaped high into the air, transforming into mountains that crashed head-on into each other, causing the earth to tremble as if an earthquake had struck.

Whistling arrows and blazing fireballs shot towards Herag's massive body, but several ice shields suddenly appeared in the path of the attacks. Although they could not stop the attacks of these legendary high-level experts and quickly shattered, after the momentum of the attacks was thwarted, when they landed on the frost giant's body protected by double armor, only faint marks appeared. Then, the frost armor absorbed the surrounding ice magic and repaired itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to keep their opponents occupied by Summerfield, the lords focused intently on launching their strongest attacks. This was both to support Summerfield and to relieve the pressure on her, while also hoping to cripple their opponents as soon as possible and buy themselves a chance to survive.

After all, the strongest among them was only a demigod. Although they had a numerical advantage over the frost giants who had already advanced to sainthood, they were at a significant disadvantage in terms of quality.

The only thing that gave everyone a glimmer of hope was that although Herag had advanced to the Saint rank, the legendary skills and tactics he possessed were still only at the demigod level. Therefore, he could not achieve an absolute advantage in his battles.

While the group was focused on attacking the frost giant, they failed to notice a black figure trailing a streak of golden light, which suddenly burst forth from the castle ruins filled with white frost and snow with the force of a thunderclap. As soon as it appeared, it headed straight for the most lethal Balor Fire Demon spellcaster in the air.

Clang! ! !
Although the Balrog demigod was focused on casting spells and the frost giant Herag hundreds of meters away, the various protective spells he habitually set up around his body still reacted in time. Before the shadowy figure's powerful attack hit him, several shields of frost and lightning appeared, firmly protecting his body.

A golden light flashed by, like lightning streaking across the sky, and then the surging magical shield dissipated in an instant, revealing the enormous body of the fire demon inside.

The Flame Demon's eyes were frozen with the emotions of his final moments, a complex mix of shock and fear, as the breath of life slowly dissipated from his body.

The other companions sensed the unfamiliar presence that had suddenly entered their group and hurriedly distanced themselves while looking back. In the end, they only saw that the body of the Balor Flame Demon, which had been casting magic with such imposing power just moments before, had been severed in two. Crimson blood mist gushed out, connecting the two halves of the body as they fell to the ground like a blood-red waterfall.

A goblin figure, seemingly insignificant compared to the demon lords, was surveying the battlefield sealed off by the maze with domineering indifference. A terrifying, overwhelming aura, like an endless ocean, enveloped the entire sky, dragging all the survivors except for Horag into the abyss of despair.

"Hrag, you're too slow!!"