Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1170 Aftermath of War

As the war in Thorns Fortress drew to a close, there was no longer any point in the legendary powerhouses battling in the two battlefields above the void, nor for the three Saints to continue their fight.

The dozens of legendary powerhouses from the Elf side landed behind the remaining Elven army of less than ten thousand, blocking the Bloodfire Lion Heavy Cavalry Legion from pursuing and killing them.

Although these legendary powerhouses might not be able to exert much influence in large-scale group battles, they had the ability to influence the course of the battle in the face of two armies of only ten thousand soldiers.

Therefore, they had no choice but to cease their efforts, watching as the military merit that was within their grasp slipped away.

It wasn't until the remaining Elven forces disappeared on the horizon that the powerhouses on the Elf side, led by the demigod archer Alicia, jointly repelled the many Northern Territory powerhouses and turned to retreat from the battlefield.

Cole, the newly promoted demigod, was full of fighting spirit and wanted to pursue further, but when she caught a glimpse of her teammates' scarred bodies and exhausted mental states, it seemed that they didn't have much will to pursue.

In the end, she regrettably stopped and signaled everyone to rest.

The combined powerhouses from the Northern Territory tribes were somewhat lacking in terms of quantity and quality compared to the powerhouses dispatched by the Elven Kingdom to guard the border, which could be roughly seen from the mutual losses in the protracted battle.

In this fierce battle, the Northern Territory powerhouses sacrificed one legendary early-stage powerhouse, and three other legendary powerhouses were seriously injured and needed to recuperate for a period of time.

The remaining powerhouses, including the demigod Cole, were basically injured, while the other side only had two legendary powerhouses who lost their combat power in the battle and withdrew from the fight.

Even though the Northern Territory tribes had made considerable progress in cultivating legendary seeds and had a certain increase in the number of legendary powerhouses in recent years due to the Greenwild Tribe's active sharing of educational achievements and provision of magic chef recipes, their overall scale of powerhouses was far from being able to be sacrificed at will.

Each legendary powerhouse was still a valuable resource and wealth for each tribe.

In addition, the Northern Territory's counterattack against the Elven Kingdom this time did not receive the support of the alliance, so naturally there would be no powerhouses from the alliance tribes to come to their aid.

In the upcoming war, the Northern Territory still had to rely on their existing manpower to continue to entangle and confront the powerhouses of the Elven Kingdom, so Cole knew the priorities even if she was warlike.

"...I have learned a lot from Lord Allen's skills this time, which is indeed well-deserved and admirable. I hope to have the opportunity to continue learning from you next time!"

The Saint Druid Kenny, transformed into a silver dragon, used his last breath of dragon breath to create an iceberg floating in the void within a radius of a thousand meters, blocking Allen's pursuit of his companion Helena.

At the same time, taking advantage of Allen's breathing and adjusting his breath, he took the initiative to release the meaning of a truce.

Helena, who was protected behind the silver dragon, was still unwilling and was about to continue casting powerful divine spells when Kenny, who had transformed back into human form, held her right hand that was drawing magic patterns.

Only then did she reluctantly give up her movements, but her eyes were still vigilant and solemnly staring at the bear goblin outside the iceberg.

Allen had been fighting against the Elven Saints one against two until now, and naturally there were traces of battle on his armor, but his face had always maintained a cold and calm expression.

Especially those pupils that had turned from dark green to golden yellow, every time they met the eyes of the two Elves, they always felt like they were facing a deity, and the pressure was very heavy.

"Okay."

Allen had been sensing the changes in the distant battlefield, and even the battle situation between the Northern Territory powerhouses and their opponents was monitored by his vast mental field.

After realizing that the battle in the fortress had come to an end, he knew that the battle between the powerhouses in the sky was also coming to an end.

After all, in this war, the real protagonists were never the so-called powerhouses above the sky, but the battles between ordinary soldiers who seemed inconspicuous and like ants.

"You will regret it, Bear Goblin!!"

The Elven priest Helena shook off Kenny's hand and tried to utter fierce words in a clear and sweet voice: "From today onwards, there will be no room for maneuver between your Mansha Wilderness and my kingdom. Await the slaughter of my kingdom's iron cavalry!!"

It seemed to be just some kind of bluffing and powerless threat. Allen, with a blank expression, calmly retracted his heavy sword and held it behind his back, and replied softly: "You don't need to come looking for me, I will soon go north to meet you again."

After leaving these words, Allen turned and left.

Since the opponent no longer had the desire to continue fighting, then he didn't need to waste his precious time on them.

"You..."

A faint female voice came from behind him as he sped away.

Although he didn't hear clearly what the other party said, Allen could still guess the general content of the other party, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

From the moment he decided to attack the Elven border to the north, Allen had already made the worst plan.

Compared to that, the threat of a mere Saint was too insignificant.

Soon, the other party's aura also drifted rapidly towards the north, presumably to the next important stronghold (city) on the southern border of the Elven Kingdom, preparing to deal with the wilderness army's northward advance.

Before long, Allen had returned to the sky above Thorns Fortress, his vast mental power enveloping the entire city, silently examining the results of the Northern Territory Allied Forces' first battle and their losses.

"Teacher!!"

The restless student Cole was originally in the city helping to deal with the Elven remnants stubbornly resisting in the city.

When Allen's familiar aura appeared in the sky above the fortress, she soared straight into the sky and ran to Allen to claim credit.

However, her speed suddenly slowed down after she approached Allen's side by a hundred meters, because the bear goblin Saint that came into her eyes at this time felt somewhat unfamiliar, exuding a sense of sacredness and majesty that kept strangers away.

"Are you injured?"

Allen lowered his head and looked at the white-haired and beautiful dwarven goblin student who was covered in dust but full of vigor, and asked indifferently.

"Uh, um, I'm fine!"

Cole felt inexplicably sad and lost in her heart, and her excited mood also became bleak, and she responded with a forced smile.

"Quickly find a place to recuperate. You still have hard battles to fight next, and by the way, you should sort out and digest the experience of this fierce battle. You must not slack off."

After examining Cole and confirming that she was indeed fine, Allen retracted his gaze: "I have something to deal with, so I will leave this place to you."

"Okay."

Cole hesitated to speak, but in the end, she couldn't say what was in her heart.

Seeing that Cole had nothing else to do, Allen turned and flew towards a certain direction in the southeast. His intuition told him that there were several hidden auras in that direction. Although they didn't have a malicious aura, they weren't anything good either.

Flying less than a hundred miles out of the Thorns Fortress range, the existence of those auras became clearer and clearer.

Seeming to sense Allen's perception of their aura, the other party simply revealed their true appearance, slowly landed on the ground, and stopped to wait for Allen's arrival.

"Hello, Chieftain Allen."

Before the figure of the bear goblin, who had arrived in front of his group at lightning speed, had stopped, the drow matriarch Penny, who had a beautiful face and a charming demeanor, took the lead in saluting Allen with a friendly and respectful attitude.

Beside her, the three drow matriarchs who had accompanied her and had contact with Allen also bowed humbly to show their respect.

"If the four of you want to observe my Northern Territory's battle, you can just tell me directly. There's no need to be so sneaky."

Allen's indifferent voice entered the minds of the four drow matriarchs, causing them to feel a sense of tension in their hearts. The meaning of his warning was undisguised.