The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1263

The terrifying energy converged and, without being suppressed by any external force, had already liquefied. The vigorous magical resonance even drifted into the distant starry sky, attracting the attention of countless living beings.

Most of the creatures that sensed the anomaly fell into thought, but soon went back to their lives as if nothing had happened. However, a small number of restless or overconfident beings immediately began to fly rapidly toward the source of the magical anomaly, and it was estimated that they would arrive at the space where Allen was in a short time.

As the cloud whale guarding Allen watched a whirlpool gradually form in the surging ocean of magic, eventually sweeping across the entire seven-colored river, she couldn't help but feel a mix of envy and curiosity. However, she remained true to her promise to Allen and never considered interfering at this moment to betray him.

After all, the feeling this gradually forming vortex storm gave the cloud whale was more of an aura of great danger to its life.

A terrifying, seven-colored waterfall cascaded down from the sky, heading straight for the miniature oak tree swaying naturally on the chopping board, only to find a figure blocking its way. Compared to the vast, cloud-covering river, the goblin's size seemed as small as dust, but no matter how the terrifying liquid energy roared and raged, creating huge energy turbulence and waves, it could not budge him in the slightest.

With all their might, they resisted the immense power in the sky, guiding it orderly into the oak tree beneath them. The surging torrent was tamed in the hands of the bear goblin, gently nourishing the oak's trunk.

Every minute was like dancing on the edge of death for Allen. Although the molten waterfall wasn't primarily aimed at him, even a wisp of iridescent light that streaked across his body would leave a deep mark or wound. Even the Hydra's Oath, a semi-divine artifact, offered extremely poor protection against these attacks, and soon the armor became riddled with grooves, its structure severely damaged.

With the infusion of energy, the once inanimate oak tree began to grow once more, just like a real tree.

One meter, two meters, three meters... its size grew wildly, and it soon transformed into a towering tree, standing alone on the meteorite with a diameter of less than two hundred miles, looking particularly conspicuous.

As the tree grew rapidly, Allen's body gradually rose higher, always standing between the seven-colored light and the ethereal form of the tree, like a helmsman standing steadily at the bow of a ship, trying his best to control the tree beneath his feet so that it would not be destroyed in the torrent.

Once all the energy in the air was absorbed into the tree, the oak tree had grown into a colossal creature over a thousand meters tall. The enormous cloud whale in the distance looked like a small fish in comparison to this tree.

As the cloud whale stared in disbelief at this magical scene, Allen simultaneously made another move, using his control over the food he was cooking to continuously compress the oak tree energy that had just absorbed the surging magical elements.

Enduring the immense backlash from the oak tree's energy, Allen's powerful mental energy transformed into a sharp blade, piercing directly through the tree's trunk as he searched for that divine light amidst the vast ocean of magic. His body and mind, already accustomed to divine power, quickly locked onto the divinity he had always preserved and nurtured within the turbulent sea of ​​magic.

At this moment, the divinity transformed into a swimming fish, freely soaring in the ocean of magic. Its originally inactive qualities, enhanced and influenced by the magic cooking, have begun to manifest as anthropomorphic joy and enjoyment.

Just as Allen's mind locked onto the other party's presence, the divine nature of the fish incarnation also intuitively sensed the danger and immediately dived into the depths of the ocean, stirring up whirlpools and ripples with its tiny tail as it swam.

By the time Allen's mental energy tracked back, the weak vortex had become dangerous, with undercurrents constantly tearing at Allen's mental energy; the ripples had also turned into giant waves, constantly crashing against the sharp blades manifested by Allen's mental energy, each blow no less powerful than the psionic magic of a saint-level being.

A powerful will reinforces the spiritual blade, cutting through the undercurrents and giant waves head-on, and firmly grasping the tail of divinity.

"middle!!"

After catching his breath, Allen suddenly unleashed the power of his blade, applying the force of a swift-kill sword strike directly to the surface, instantly piercing through the ocean and reaching the divine fish. The blade then softened, splitting into a large net that ensnared the divine fish.

You deserve to die!!

The moment the mental net touched the surface of the swimming fish, a majestic and sacred figure instantly appeared in Allen's mind. Although the figure's appearance was shrouded in a layer of mist and appeared hazy, Allen's intuition told him that this was the true image of a god.

The terrifying power acted directly on Allen's soul and body, an excruciating pain as if pierced by a thousand arrows instantly assaulting his heart, nearly causing him to lose consciousness, yet he still managed to endure it. The unparalleled mental pressure rendered Allen almost powerless to resist; countless thoughts and every cell in his body were telling him: Surrender!! Surrender!! You cannot be an enemy of God!! "Hmph!!"

Despite his despondency, Allen's fighting spirit remained undiminished. Even if a true god appeared before him, the Bear Goblin Saint would slay him with his greatsword, let alone a mere psychic magic cast upon him by divinity!
The net formed from the wisps of spiritual energy continued to shrink, tightly binding the divinity. The wills of both sides constantly clashed and fought until the final victor emerged.

In the end, the last wisp of divinity was subdued by Allen. As Allen manipulated the vast net of his mental power, it slowly swirled around. After confirming that he had control over this wisp of divinity, Allen stopped resting and began his next move.

With divinity at its core, Allen mobilized a small, still-controlled energy flow from the vast ocean of magic to rotate clockwise around the acorn's body. The needle-sized energy vortex slowly began to rotate and start to draw in the surrounding energy.

The terrifying ocean of magic within the oak trees was not to be outdone, and they all joined forces to attack this energy vortex, determined to annihilate it in its insignificance.

At the same time, the enormous oak tree was constantly changing. Some leaves gradually began to wither and turn yellow, and then suddenly detached from the tree and fell to the ground. The fallen leaves instantly disintegrated, and then a surge of magic burst forth from them, transforming into a powerful spell that instantly engulfed a large area of ​​land and created a huge shockwave.

The balance is crumbling; the newly grown oak tree is shifting between decay and rebirth, with each falling leaf stirring up endless magic, sometimes transforming into a pool of thunder, sometimes into a volcano...

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Allen's cheeks, wetting his furry hair. His resolute face revealed a look of pain and perseverance. Even divine consciousness could not exist to directly merge with his physical body in exchange for a more powerful spiritual force.

As for the potential problems that may arise from the fusion of the two, Allen has no time to worry about them right now and can only deal with them later.

As time passed, the energy vortex controlled by Allen gradually grew larger with each impact, and now it has reached the size of a fist. A large amount of liquid energy has been devoured and squeezed by it, and there are even signs of crystallization.

Although the vortex was insignificant compared to the massive tree trunk, it held the teetering tree firmly in place, like a steel nail driven into the trunk.

If someone were to observe closely from a distance, they might notice that this towering tree is quietly shrinking. Although the reduction is not significant, it would still take some time for it to show any difference, let alone return to its normal size or even its original shrunken state.

The cloud whale Viksia, who could have noticed this change, was instead drawn to another rapidly approaching, unfamiliar aura. A massive wind blade formed as her pectoral fins swayed, silently but swiftly heading towards the direction from which the aura was coming.

Although Viccia was innocent, she was well aware that the astonishing phenomenon on the meteorite must mean that the goblin was at a critical moment and could not tolerate any external disturbances. Therefore, she abandoned her initial gentle nature and preemptively warned the visitors from afar that they were not allowed to set foot in this place.

Judging from the aura the other party exuded, although the magic he unleashed was quite powerful, it still couldn't cause any harm to the other party; at most, it would just cause some trouble.

Just as the cloud whale was waiting for the distant aura to react, another equally powerful aura appeared from another direction. Faintly, dark auras also emanated from other directions, all pointing directly at the location of Allen and his group.

"If I had known it would be this troublesome, I shouldn't have agreed to that goblin's request in the first place."

The cloud whale Viksia blinked its enormous eyes, glanced back at the figure standing atop the towering tree canopy, muttered something to itself with a hint of annoyance, and then suddenly vibrated its mental energy field, letting out another long roar: "Roar~~~~~"

"The mighty Viccia will never break her promise; no one can approach my protected person while under my protection!!"

"This area belongs to the darling of the stars, the powerful cloud whale Viksia. Unrelated creatures are prohibited from approaching!!"

The powerful mental field quickly transmitted the message the cloud whale wanted to convey, and also to the ears of the nearby bear goblin, so that the cloud whale could take the opportunity to curry favor with Allen and seek greater benefits after the matter was over.