Green Monster Epic

Allen, on the other hand, was quite enjoying his current state. Unnoticed, he existed like a ghost, able to discover many things he couldn't normally see.

For example, the leaders of several churches from the Temple of Nature were gathered together, and the internal divisions among them were very clear at this moment. The leaders of four or five churches, with Greta, the priest of the Church of Nature, at the core, communicated frequently with each other, but didn't even glance at the three church leaders from the Oak Array camp, who were only a few meters away. Master Oscar and the other three powerhouses were also proud and aloof. Since the others didn't want to communicate with them, they wouldn't invite rejection. They also erected a magical barrier to isolate sound within their own circle, speaking with serious expressions.

"…Is this current scene with the Green Field tribe something their leader specifically instructed, or is it the halfling goblin leader acting on his own to curry favor with Allen?"

Greta lowered his voice, glancing at the somewhat blurry scene on the distant competition field while discussing with his colleagues in the same camp.

"I'm afraid it's all directed by that hairy barbarian!"

Edith, the high priestess of the Temple of the Forest Goddess, was a half-elf woman with a cold expression and tone, stating her judgment.

"Otherwise, why would this 'Food God' appearance, displayed so openly, have no resemblance to him at all? Clearly, they want to prevent us from finding a reason to attack!"

"Such methods are not something ordinary people can come up with!"

The other high priest-level figures also nodded, agreeing with High Priestess Edith's judgment.

"It seems we can no longer tolerate the actions of this wilderness native leader. We should jointly petition the higher-ups, requesting permission to exert greater pressure on this tribe, not excluding the use of force!"

"Otherwise, with the speed of this bear goblin leader's progress, I fear that by the time the southern war ends, he will have become too powerful to control!"

Greta actually thought so in his heart, but he still had to understand and unify the thoughts of the other high priests, so as to provide strong support for his next actions.

"I agree."

"I'm with everyone on this."

"Very well, then after this competition, we will jointly report to the church!"

Greta and the others used a magical barrier, and in this public place, they didn't need to worry about other eavesdroppers, so they were able to discuss dealing with the Green Field tribe so unscrupulously on the Green Field tribe's viewing platform.

However, they never expected that there was a pair of ears and eyes beside them, taking in everything they said and did. Even more deadly was that the owner of these ears and eyes was precisely the person they wanted to deal with.

The barrier erected by these high priests was useless in Allen's current state. His perception easily penetrated it without causing any reaction from the magical barrier.

Hearing the people from the Church of Nature camp discussing how to deal with him, Allen felt no ripples in his heart, obviously having anticipated today's situation long ago. On the contrary, the fact that the other party had only taken action now made Allen, who had been waiting for their various methods for years, feel that he had wasted some energy.

Of course, it's not to say that the Church of Nature's forces haven't taken any action in recent years. It's just that their previous actions were more targeted at Allen's underground church, such as snatching believers and framing them as heretics. These methods did cause Albad and the others a lot of trouble in their evangelism. The talents cultivated by the church have also disappeared and been lost in secret over the years, but only because the Food God Church is currently weaker and in a more precarious situation, they have been acting cautiously and patiently.

It's a pity that these church leaders still maintained the necessary caution. After unifying their thoughts, they didn't reveal any specific plans on how to target Allen and the Green Field tribe in broad daylight, which made Allen feel somewhat regretful.

The high priests and clergymen who had made a decision turned their attention back to the distant competition, which had already been going on for several rounds. However, Greta always touched his neck from time to time, feeling a chill lingering there, but he couldn't find the source of the chill, which made him suspiciously scan the surrounding environment.

Allen's invisible consciousness slowly converged. Accidentally overhearing this scene was a pleasant surprise, at least allowing Allen to prepare in advance and allowing Albad and the others to prepare countermeasures.

The divided consciousness continued to roam the entire city. Each stream of consciousness was like a clone, allowing Allen to perceive the changes taking place in the entire city from multiple angles and directions in an instant. Combined with the sand table in the sea of consciousness in his brain, Allen finally had a sense of omniscience and omnipotence at this moment. With a thought, his consciousness appeared at the coordinate position focused on in the sand table as if teleporting.

The only regret was perhaps that the range of consciousness movement was centered on the current Food God statue, extending outward just enough to cover the entire city area. Any further, and it was as if an invisible wall was tightly sealing and blocking him, no matter what other methods Allen used, he couldn't escape.

Moreover, in this state, the more divided consciousness there was, the more complex the information returned, and the heavier the burden on Allen's brain became. Divine power was also being consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye, no less than the consumption during a fierce battle.

Therefore, Allen quickly stopped exploring this state and instead began to observe this seemingly ordinary statue, thinking about how to escape.

As he observed the statue more deeply, Allen also made a new discovery, which was that a kind of magic power emanating from the statue he was possessing seemed to be somewhat similar to the Food God Domain that spontaneously appeared during his daily cooking.

At the same time, inside the statue, a milky white power of faith with speckles of color, different from Allen's contact, was outlining an ancient pattern inside the statue. As this pattern gradually changed from a completely transparent state to a looming boundary line, Allen found that this pattern was very similar to a certain texture on the surface of the star core that he had just memorized earlier.

No, not similar, but definitely exactly the same.

After self-recollection and reconstruction, Allen got a definite answer.

The gradually solidifying pattern also made the domain power overflowing from the statue stronger, and at the same time, Allen was even more certain that the magical effect emitted by the statue now was the effect of his own Food God Domain.

The hundreds of magic chefs in front of the statue, who were displaying cooking techniques such as frying, deep-frying, cooking, boiling, and stewing, and were engrossed in their work, had the blessing of the domain power slowly flowing through their bodies at this time, making their cooking process more and more light and agile, further proving that Allen's own feeling was not wrong.