Green Monster Epic

After spending some time in the western part of the city, Allen turned to the eastern part, meeting with Tim, the chieftain of the Snoemi tribe.

The development of the troll tribe was indeed somewhat behind that of the gnolls, but from a practical perspective, there wasn't much difference. However, the living conditions of their lower-level tribesmen were better than those of the gnoll tribe.

Regarding the current living environment of the tribe, although there were many minor dissatisfactions, Tim and the tribe's high-level members were actually quite content overall.

Even when they occupied tens of thousands of square kilometers of Bonn City, their tribe's life was not necessarily as prosperous and wealthy as it is now, and the tribesmen would not be able to obtain enough food and clothing as long as they were not afraid of hard work.

Just as Allen was chatting with Tim and the others, a subtle movement suddenly occurred in his keen sea of consciousness. The regional domain originating from the Lord of Green Field issued a warning to its master, indicating that powerful alien creatures had invaded Green Field's territory, and their location was in the area of the nameless snow mountain deep in the Catoer Mountains.

"Oh? It's finally back??"

Allen was slightly surprised in his heart and couldn't help but be curious. He then bid farewell to Tim and the others and flew towards the depths of the Catoer Mountains.

Approaching the area of the nameless snow mountain, a familiar aura flickered in Allen's consciousness like a light in the dark. As he had guessed, Figglas, the dragon who had disappeared for a long time, had returned to his crystal lair on the top of the snow mountain.

"Did you encounter anything interesting on this trip??"

Allen's figure slowly landed on the snow mountain he had left not long ago. In the familiar scene, there was an additional dragon summoning magical summons to clean his crystal palace.

"I strongly suspect that you have placed a magical beacon on me. I just came back not long ago, and you came to my door. It's impossible to be such a coincidence, right?"

Figglas had already sensed Allen's aura and was too lazy to turn his head, replying unhappily.

"Have you forgotten that I am now the 'Guardian of the Green Field Plain'!!"

In front of this friend, Allen rarely relaxed, with a smug look on his face.

"As for you, you didn't say a word after being out for so long, missing a wonderful show of mine for nothing!!"

"I heard about it, well done!!"

Figglas then turned his head, with a slight hint of jealousy and envy in the huge dragon's vertical pupils: "A newly promoted Saint successively completed two challenges within a month, with one human powerhouse being killed and one injured. It's indeed very powerful!!"

"So-so!"

Allen modestly waved his hand, but the slight smile on his face betrayed his heart.

"In fact, in addition to the two public challenges, I later fought with a Saint from the Temple Church in Mansha City. However, that fight stopped at the point, and the Assassin's Guild's demiplane was rented as the battlefield, so it was hidden and no one knew about it."

"…"

Figglas was speechless: "You're just a madman!!"

"It's a pity. If I had been there at the time, I might have been able to learn more about your abilities through your battle. Maybe in the future, I would have the opportunity to have a good match with you!!"

"Are you sure?? Actually, I can spar with you now!!"

"I'm not a madman!!"

"However, I went back to the Dragon Realm this time and specially reviewed many secrets about your Ferman World and the Mansha Wilderness, which gave me a lot of discoveries."

The two joked around, but soon entered a conversation with a lot of substance.

"Oh, tell me about it??"

Allen became interested when he heard Figglas say this.

"These secrets are all high-value things. How can outsiders easily know them!!"

Figglas exuded a green glow and slowly transformed into a strong and burly hobgoblin: "If you want to know, then exchange it for the fire-type master-level dishes you cook!!"

It had been decades since the last time he had eaten master-level dishes. With the dragon's powerful physical strength, he had already absorbed the energy from eating master-level dishes before, and the magical residue had almost dissipated. At this time, he could ask Allen for a suitable master-level dish to improve his physical body and fire-type magic affinity and other abilities.

The energy obtained from eating is much greater than the improvement obtained by the dragon sleeping soundly. He also has more time to play in the secular world and enjoy various magical and interesting things. What a wonderful life!!

"Then forget it!!"

Allen felt a headache when he heard this: "Your so-called secrets are probably unverifiable, and it is not known what their effects are. The risk of this kind of transaction is too great, so I'll decline."

"Then don't you want to know about the secret of an ownerless 'demiplane'??"

Figglas, transformed into a hobgoblin, was full of confidence, with an expression that he was not afraid that you would not take the bait.

"… Are you telling the truth??"

Allen was indeed tempted. After seeing the vastness of the demiplane with his own eyes, he knew that if Green Field wanted to make significant progress, the existence of a demiplane was definitely the best shortcut.

He didn't dare to dream of a demiplane before, because he knew very well that even if he got a demiplane, it would soon be snatched away by other forces. He didn't have the strength to match the value of this wealth at that time.

But now, with the stable development of his power organization, his own strength and prestige have also been recognized by all the powerful forces in the Ferman World through the last challenge. Even the taboo of forcing the Temple Church to sit idly by and watch him embark on the road to becoming a god has been achieved. Then, if a demiplane falls into his hands, no force or individual will dare to covet it.

"Of course!!"

Figglas proudly raised his head, and the sense of superiority as a dragon suddenly appeared on him.

"And I can guarantee you that its existence is 100% real."

"It is a demiplane that is not much different from the Ferman World, with a total area of at least 300 square kilometers. The magical elements are even higher than the average value of the Ferman World. Tell me, is the information value of this demiplane worth it??"

"…"

Allen fell into silence. The more detailed the information the other party gave, the stronger his inner greed became. But in addition to greed, he also habitually became cautious: "If its authenticity is beyond doubt, then why don't the dragons of your Dragon Realm take it for themselves??"

"There must be a reason for this, but if you want to know, then you must first agree to my conditions before I will reveal further information to you."

Figglas did not answer directly, but hung Allen's appetite and said leisurely.

"…"