Green Monster Epic

Chapter 601 Natural

Once again, Allen began a monotonous and frustrating closed-door cultivation, spending his days in the desolate mountains, either wielding the Bone Cleaver to split the mountains before him or sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Allen cherished these days, as the leader of the tribe, the time for his many closed-door sessions was squeezed out. He has his current strength and skill because of his excellent combat talent.

Allen spent more of his time occupied by tribal affairs and planning the future of the tribe. Although he seemed to not participate much in the tribe's development, in reality, most of Allen's actions were for the tribe's future.

Countless experiments to condense the Rage Vortex had failed, causing Allen to once again waver in his direction: perhaps the perception of the Rage Vortex he had unconsciously formed before was just his illusion, and the real method to break through to demigod was completely different from the path he was exploring now.

Unfortunately, each failure shook his firm will. Even though Allen believed he was confident in his choices, the number of trials and errors had numbed him, inevitably making him feel more and more frustrated, gradually turning into self-denial.

The mountain before him had already been cut in half by Allen, and countless boulders blocked the valley. As cumulonimbus clouds in the west accumulated abundant moisture and unleashed a torrential rain, a small barrier lake was eventually formed, becoming an excellent way for Allen to wash away the dust in his heart.

Immersed in the lake, the cold water penetrated his skin, trying to burrow into his body. This stimulation gradually calmed Allen's restless mood.

When he was satisfied, Allen punched forward in the obstructive lake water, and the enormous force separated the lake water to form a vacuum. The vast lake surface suddenly stirred up a huge wave, and Allen's body leaped out of the lake, dripping with water as he hovered in mid-air.

The force of the punch continued to roll forward with the water flow until it was intercepted by the steep bank on one side of the barrier lake, stopping its momentum. The surging undercurrents turned into waves, lapping against the pile of rocks and creating朵朵 spray.

Some of the undercurrents were blocked, circled around, and swept back, but were then wrapped by the forward-surging waves. The two waves competed against each other, creating huge whirlpools.

Just as he was fascinated by the whirlpools, Allen saw the whirlpools on the shore of the lake and thought of the Rage Vortex that he had tried countless times to create but failed. He couldn't help but focus his eyes on the swirling water.

The undercurrents became slower in the repeated entanglement, and the whirlpools gradually became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye until the lake surface returned to calm.

Allen punched out again, and the gradually calming lake surface stirred up once more. A dozen whirlpools of varying sizes were generated in the collision between the undercurrents and the lake wall, and then disappeared with the disappearance of the undercurrents.

… … … …

Behind natural phenomena, there are often real and eternal laws and regulations that dominate. Through the observation and study of natural laws, Allen gradually gained some insight into the formation of the Rage Vortex in his body.

It turned out that forming a vortex did require the entanglement and collision of at least two forces, but it was not as Allen thought, that the two forces must be evenly matched and achieve balance; on the contrary, to form a complete vortex, there must be a clear gap between the colliding and entangled forces.

Only when one force occupies an absolute advantage can a stable vortex be generated in the collision of forces, while the seemingly weak force can achieve balance with the stronger force through the rotation of the vortex.

If Allen hadn't verified it many times, he probably wouldn't have understood why the strength of the forces needed to form this vortex must have a clear gap. According to Allen's consistent thinking, shouldn't there be evenly matched influencing factors to maintain the balance of a certain form?

When he turned this new discovery into practice, the formation of the Rage Vortex in his body was indeed much easier. He didn't even need Allen to deliberately maintain balance, as long as he ensured that the magnitude of the two forces he instilled was not consistent.

Although progress was gratifying, new difficulties appeared before Allen, forcing him to continue pondering the key points.

The problem of generating the Rage Vortex was solved, but how to stably maintain its existence became a major problem. Allen couldn't possibly have to be distracted at all times to transmit two forces of Rage in different directions to maintain its state.

It wouldn't matter if it was normal, at most it would just be multitasking, just a little troublesome, but wouldn't doing so become a burden and hindrance to himself when it came to battle, preventing him from using his full potential?

Allen's character has always been cautious and careful, and this is reflected in his battles by not relaxing because of the weakness of his opponents. Using all his strength to catch a rabbit is his motto for survival. Therefore, it was obviously impossible for Allen to change his previous style and multitask during battles.

If he couldn't maintain the Rage Vortex in battle to extract liquid Rage to enhance the power of his attacks, then the Rage Vortex would not be of much value to Allen.

Moreover, Allen also discovered that although the newly formed Rage Vortex looked superficially no different from the vortex he felt in the illusion, in reality, the effect of this Rage Vortex was vastly different from what he felt in the illusion.

If the vortex constructed by the eternal flame in the illusion was an eight-cylinder, four-stroke internal combustion engine, then the Rage Vortex formed by Allen's own Rage was just the simplest single-cylinder engine. Allen was anxious about its speed of devouring Rage and its efficiency of converting it into liquid Rage.

However, this little progress was worth it in Allen's opinion. At least he had gained something, and it was not in vain that he had stayed in these desolate mountains for half a year.

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"…Zorlf, the patriarch of the Urok tribe, quietly returned a month ago. After returning, he urgently summoned two legendary elders of the tribe for a secret meeting. Since then, Zorlf has not appeared in the eyes of the tribe."

"…A kobold on duty that night saw that Zorlf's condition was very bad at the time. His left arm and left calf were missing, and his face seemed to be disfigured…"

Although he was in closed-door cultivation, Allen could receive all kinds of intelligence from the tribe at any time. One of the things he was most concerned about finally had news.

After carefully examining this freshly delivered secret letter, Allen's brain was running at high speed, thinking about the possible situation of Kozmo and Ariel.

"This troll Ariel has been silent so far. I wonder if he escaped? If…"

Allen was most concerned about the encounter of his neighbor, Snoemi. He was vaguely expecting his hope to come true, so that he could start the next step in advance. The experience in the illusion was very rewarding for Allen. Although it was highly probable that the scene that had happened in the illusion would not be the same when he implemented his plan, it would always allow Allen to have more expectations and preparations.

"Go back and tell Facardo to have the contacts in Nasir Fortress work harder for me. At any cost, they must find out the news about that troll, Arier."

"Report back immediately with any information about him."

"Yes."

After receiving Allen's instructions, the High-level Earth Goblin Druid emitted a green light from his body and transformed into a yellow-brown Wyvern in front of Allen, flapping its wings and flying towards the northeast.

After the reporting scout's figure disappeared, Allen fell into silence again.

"Should I personally pay Zorf a visit? He must know about Arier's situation."

"However, if this intelligence in my hand is accurate, I'm afraid Zorf may not be willing to see me now..."

While thinking about things, Allen rubbed his hands together, and the tough parchment was immediately rubbed into countless tiny fluff balls in his hands. The information recorded on it was also completely destroyed, so there was no fear of it being collected and noticed.

After thinking it over, Allen finally decided to remain still for the time being. Anyway, even if he really found out about Arier's situation, he wouldn't be able to make any big moves in a short time. On the contrary, his excessive concern might make someone with ulterior motives notice something.

He continued his endless closed-door cultivation until one deep night, when several figures groped their way towards Allen's location. Before they could approach Allen's position, they were already noticed by Allen.

"Little fellows, why aren't you training properly in the quarry? What are you doing here?"

Allen had some impression of these figures in front of him, especially the tall and strong Earth Goblin Sword Dancer leading the group. This was an important reason why Allen chose the Mansha Quarry as his seclusion location this time.

"Chieftain."

The Earth Goblin Swala and his group of four were startled by the figure that suddenly descended from the sky. The three companions beside him reacted quickly, forming a defensive formation. Only when Allen's majestic voice sounded did they breathe a sigh of relief and quietly put down their weapons.

"Chieftain, I'm here to submit an application to you."

Ever since he was young, he had regarded Allen as his idol and goal to catch up with, but he never thought that one day he could be so close to his idol. Even though he and his companions often received personal guidance from Allen during the past six months, Swala and his companions were still filled with apprehension every time they came to meet Allen.

"We want to travel and train for a period of time. I always feel that the training in the quarry can no longer improve my strength much."

Swala secretly raised his head, observing the expression on Allen's face. In fact, he had this idea more than a month ago, but he was worried that Allen would disagree, so he postponed it until now to inquire.

"..."

Allen frowned slightly. He was somewhat worried. It was rare for the tribe to have a legendary seed. Before ascending to legend, there was no problem with making any cautious moves.

However, Allen was also clear that it was not so easy for a legendary seed to take that final step, and one could not expect to naturally take that step in a safe environment. Necessary experience was also very important.

"Then what are you planning to do?"

"We are thinking of looking for some challenging tasks in the Adventurer's Guild, earning some funds and materials while finding some practical combat to improve ourselves."

Swala heard that Allen didn't seem to be rejecting his proposal, and immediately stated his plan straightforwardly.

"You want to take that step through actual combat, and you can't say that's wrong, but if you want actual combat, you don't necessarily need to travel outside."

Allen thought for a while and gave his own suggestion: "You may not know, but there is a tavern in the western district of our Nasir Fortress, and the tavern owner has many challenging tasks in his hands."

"Instead of traveling to Mansha City from afar, it's better to operate in our own surrounding area. Even if there are any problems, you can get more help."

"What do you think?"

Allen secretly rejoiced that the prosperity and growth of his tribe had attracted the attention of many forces. Some ambitious leaders had already begun to set up strongholds in Nasir Fortress. The force stronghold he mentioned at this time was the task posting point set up in Nasir Fortress by the Assassin's Guild, which belonged to his former adventure partner, the elf Albian.

Regarding this stronghold, the Assassin's Guild had already had Albian communicate with Allen, the owner, before preparing to establish it, and quietly moved in after obtaining Allen's consent. And because of the Assassin's Guild's habitual style of doing things, and the requirements of the tasks they accepted, it was almost impossible for ordinary people to come into contact with it. Only those who were favored by their guild members would be invited to join.

As a member of the Assassin's Guild, and also having the advantage of being the host, Allen still had some special preferential treatment, such as whether anyone in his tribe was invited to join the Assassin's Guild, who the joining members were, and so on.

Obviously, in the information that Allen had learned, the Earth Goblin Swala, who had suddenly found his path to legend, had not been favored by the members of the Assassin's Guild and pulled into the guild.

But this was also good, at least it showed that Swala, the future pillar of the tribe, had not entered the eyes of the surrounding forces. As long as he waited for a while, until he ascended to legend, then everything would no longer be important.

"Ah?"

Swala was somewhat surprised, after all, apart from the branch opened by the Adventurer's Guild in the city, he had never heard of the existence of other guilds in the tribal city. And the tasks issued by the Adventurer's Guild in Nasir Fortress were mostly related to the resources produced in the Katore Mountains and caravan bodyguards, etc. With Swala's current strength, he really looked down on them, so he wanted to travel outside.

"I will listen to your arrangements, Chieftain."

Although he was somewhat unwilling, since the chieftain had spoken, the stronghold he pointed out should be helpful to his breakthrough. It would be better to try it out first. If it was really not suitable, he could make other plans.

Thinking of this, Swala solemnly agreed.

"After you return to Nasir Fortress, report to Facara, and he will naturally arrange for someone to help you introduce yourself to the Thorns Tavern."

"Remember, the tasks in the tavern are not easy, you must not be brave."

Allen was still a little worried and gave a few more instructions. This Earth Goblin was considered the first talent in the tribe to embark on the road to legend, and there must be no mistakes.

Although Cole was the second existence in the tribe to be promoted to legend, when Allen found her after she had been missing for decades, she had already been promoted to legend. Allen had not prepared anything for her legendary road. Therefore, Swala's promotion was Allen's first time arranging the experience of a legendary seed, and it was reasonable to be more conservative in his considerations.

"Yes."