Green Monster Epic

"The recipe is given to you. If you need me to help you make the magic beast skin recipe, just come to the castle on the top of the mountain. I will stay there until you finish the recipe."

Back in his castle in Green Lake City, Albad and Zerang quickly arrived. Allen didn't waste any time and casually threw the finalized recipe paper to Albad, letting them handle the large-scale production of the beast skin recipe.

The creation of a high-level magic cuisine recipe now involves more than just writing down the specific ingredients and spices. Instead, the process of making the relevant dishes is recorded magically and imprinted on a magic scroll made of beast skin.

However, the images recorded on this beast skin can only be obtained by one user, stored in their memory, and gradually fade away over time until the details are forgotten and it becomes useless.

After all, this recipe is essentially a magic scroll. After use, the magic and magic power imprinted on it dissipate and return to nature, making it extremely difficult to restore it to its original state.

Of course, there is a better way, which is to make it into a heritage crystal. That way, it can be used for a long time and repeatedly, helping new magic chefs to master and break through.

However, with the current strength and foundation of the Green Field Tribe, they simply cannot access the craftsmanship of making heritage crystals. The Temple would never allow a mere tribe to master this craft.

As for having Allen cooperate with the Temple of Nature to make heritage crystals, given Allen's character and their current relationship, there is little chance of cooperation.

Originally, this master-level recipe could be used as a long-term means of making money. Allen is not a fool, so how could he cooperate with outsiders to make it into a heritage crystal!

The only relatively troublesome thing is that when making a batch of beast skin recipes, Allen still needs to personally cook the dishes so that the craftsmen and magicians who make the recipes can record the images.

This was also one of the important reasons why Allen conscripted hundreds of scholars and magicians to Fort Fatt for help. When Allen and other magic chefs were refining the recipe on the lake island and assisting Allen in cooking, these magicians and scholars helped gather magic power to the island and imprinted thousands of scrolls with Allen's cooking images. After further processing and making them into official scrolls, the master-level recipe would be considered complete.

"Okay."

Because the large batch of semi-finished scrolls and the team of more than two hundred scholars and magicians had not yet returned, Albad and the others did not know what the final result would be, so they just bowed and responded.

"Alright, if there are no other matters to report, then you can go back and prepare."

Allen finally completed his mission. He was not prepared to study magic cooking tirelessly like he had for the past twenty years in the short term.

After all the clansmen dispersed, Allen also ordered people to close the castle gate. Then, he followed the secret passage hidden in the castle and came to the underground temple complex hundreds of meters below.

The underground temple was brightly lit, and the fluorite dotted on the ceiling illuminated the huge building complex as if it were daytime. The clergy members who came and went were all dressed in rice-white robes, and on the left chest, level with the beating heart, a pair of crossed chopsticks was embroidered with silver thread, with a rectangular kitchen knife resting in the middle.

Although this badge-like pattern looks a bit rustic, it immediately clarifies the theme of the Church of the Food God. Therefore, from the moment it was designed, it became the temporary proof of the clergy members of the Church of the Food God.

Allen's face was covered with a faceless mask, and he also changed into a divine robe, except that the badge on his robe was embroidered with gold thread, and the pattern was more exquisite.

The clergy members who met him saw the golden light on Allen's badge at a glance, and the seemingly obscure magic aura in the badge echoed their own robe badges. One by one, they immediately made way and bowed to Allen in salute.

Allen, wearing the faceless mask, nodded slightly and continued to move forward swiftly, completely ignoring the faces he encountered along the way.

Since Albad took over the Church of the Food God, the church has also been constantly changing. It has only been twenty years since he came to inspect the underground temple, and now walking in this magnificent temple, Allen almost couldn't find his way.

Fortunately, the statue of the Food God in the main hall of the underground temple was like a bright moon in the dark in Allen's perception. Even if he wanted to ignore it, he couldn't, because this statue is now the beacon tower and hub of the power of faith nurtured by the 70,000 believers of the Church of the Food God. The endless power of faith is continuously sent through this statue to the stars in the distant sky, giving birth to a new divine kingdom world.

And Allen, as the main body of the Food God, has countless connections with this statue. In a sense, this statue is Allen's avatar.

Turning a corner along the wide passage, Allen's eyes suddenly cleared, and a magnificent hall covering an area of ​​no less than a thousand meters came into his view. Then, the statue as high as twenty meters, made of gold, silver and other precious metals, and inlaid with countless precious jewels, directly occupied Allen's entire eye socket.

"Tsk tsk."

Even if he regards money as dung, Allen can't help but sigh at the great handwriting of the Church of the Food God. It's really luxurious enough. If most of the statue is really made of gold, then it would probably take at least ten million gold coins worth of gold to barely melt and cast it into the magnificent statue it is today.

"What a waste!! It's only been a few good days!!"

Allen somewhat felt it was not worth it. Wouldn't it be better to take so much gold out to exchange for the materials needed by the tribe and continue to strengthen the tribe? Why waste it in this dark underground, becoming a cold, dead thing!

However, when he saw the teams of clergy members kneeling on the ground and praying piously in front of the statue, a trace of pure power of faith emerged from their bodies and slowly floated towards the statue. Along the way, it passed through the gems dotted among them and the magic models outlined by silver and gold threads. Finally, it was directly refined and integrated into a power of faith in the statue, disappearing into the inside of the statue. Allen couldn't help but hesitate, obviously the internal structure of this tall and majestic statue is very mysterious and complex, and it has a magical effect on absorbing the faith of believers.

In the empty hall in front of the statue, there were hundreds of believers wearing rice-white robes praying at this time. The low voices gathered together actually resonated with the internal structure of the main hall, forming a bewitching sound that penetrates the hearts of people, making people can't help but want to explore it.

On both sides of the main hall, there are also hundreds of rooms, most of which have closed doors. Occasionally, a burst of obscure magic aura comes from the room, accompanied by the radiance of divine magic from the closed windows. It is the divine officials cultivated by the church who are working hard to learn and master divine magic.