Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1047 (Bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, may everyone have a bright future in the new year!!)

Through the secret passage, Allen exited the mountaintop castle, walked onto the second-floor terrace, and gazed into the distance at a scene of prosperity.

"Those few families in the north, have they sent anyone to inquire about the situation of our delegation?"

Albard followed Allen out of the underground temple and replied in a deep voice after hearing the question: "Yes, both the Snow Elves and the Raven's Claw clans have sent people to inquire whether you are certain to attend the funeral."

"After receiving a definite answer, their delegations will come to Green Lake City to prepare to join the patriarch in heading south to attend the funeral."

"Well, what about the Drow Federation?"

"They haven't made much of a move. We're not sure if they will send a delegation to attend Chief Fendi's funeral."

"The tribal delegation list doesn't need to be too long. My presence this time is already a great honor for them. They just need to put some thought into the gifts."

"Understood."

Soon, the clan prepared the corresponding gifts. At the same time, the leaders of the Snow Elves and Raven's Claw clans in the north, Tim and Bobier, also brought their respective delegations to Green Lake City to join Allen's team.

However, what surprised Allen slightly was that Matron Penny Lai of the Hochia Drow Federation also brought her team of over a hundred Drow, following Tim and the others to Green Lake City.

"I didn't expect Matron Penny Lai to personally lead the team to see Fendi off on his final journey."

Allen stood at the entrance of the outer city, personally welcoming the group of hundreds of people, giving the three leaders ample respect.

"Since it's something that even Lord Allen is attending, we, as a member of the Northern Territory, naturally have to join in the fun, lest people think we're not united enough!!"

Penny Lai's naturally charming face wore a spring-like smile, her graceful figure enchanting, causing many of the surrounding goblins to become dazed.

"Although I haven't interacted with this Chief Fendi for long, I still have some affection for him. Moreover, considering Lord Allen and the Ring of Thorns, I have to show my sincerity!"

"Indeed, as long as the Hochia Federation can advance and retreat together with our Northern Territory in the future, then there will be no distinction between us!!"

Allen laughed heartily, saying meaningfully.

The troll and gnoll leaders beside him didn't actually want to come with this Drow. Although they had become accustomed to life in Nasir Fortress, and their clansmen had long forgotten their former homeland and hatred, they, as leaders who knew this history, still couldn't achieve complete harmony with the Drow.

However, now that Allen had said this, they had to stand on the same side as him. As Allen's gaze swept over, they nodded somewhat unnaturally, expressing their attitude.

"The Northern Territory is, after all, the Northern Territory for all of us, the land we depend on for survival, and not a place where some high and mighty fellows can maintain the existing living environment by shouting some empty slogans."

"That makes sense!! Therefore, we must also actively participate in group activities and prove our attitude with actions."

Penny Lai could easily discern the underlying meaning of Allen's words, which was to remind herself and the Federation not to get too close to the Temple of Nature. Although Allen had already reached a peaceful coexistence agreement with the Temple of Nature, it also meant that there was a fundamental contradiction in their relationship, and they would inevitably be unable to achieve true harmonious coexistence in the future.

Hearing Penny Lai's unthinking agreement, Allen couldn't feel any sincerity in it. The Drow's treacherous, insidious, and brutal nature was deeply ingrained, and although the Hochia Federation had acted relatively规矩 in the Northern Territory in recent years, they hadn't spared any effort in setting traps for the various clans of the Northern Territory in private.

In particular, the Drow adventurers always did outrageous things when they interacted with the adventurers of the various clans in the Northern Territory, completely confirming their originally rumored reputation.

But no matter what, the Hochia Federation's recent series of choices and actions at least showed that they were interested in deepening their relationship with the Northern Territory, and Allen couldn't ignore their efforts.

"Alright, now that everyone has arrived, let's continue on our way!!"

Behind Allen, dozens of elite warriors representing the Green Field Tribe were also ready to go, prepared for the long journey.

After all, time waits for no one. In four days, it would be the day of Fendi's burial. Green Lake City was still over a thousand miles away from the Damu Swamp where the Argon Tribe was located. Taking this team, which was considered elite among ordinary warriors, made the time somewhat rushed. Therefore, after the three tribes' teams had rested briefly, Allen led everyone to continue the next journey.

With the increasingly frequent exchanges, a reasonable route had long been established between the Green Field Plain, the Damu Swamp, and the Deadwood Forest. However, apart from the wide and flat roads connecting the important strongholds in the Green Field Tribe's territory, these roads became somewhat bumpy and difficult after leaving the Green Field Tribe's territory and entering the buffer zone of the various tribes.

After all, not every tribal leader, like Allen and his subordinates, had a relatively long-term vision. The lizardmen's rulers were clearly unwilling to spend their resources on building roads, which seemed useless. Anyway, as long as the road was passable and didn't hinder traffic, it was considered good enough.

However, after the Fate Passage was opened, it not only affected the climate of the Green Field Plain, but also greatly changed the climate of the Damu Swamp and the Deadwood Forest. At least, with the sharp increase in rainfall, this land, which was not very lacking in water resources, became increasingly humid, and the irregular roads were so muddy that it felt like being in a kind of punishment.

A group of warriors struggled to fight against the mud, while Allen and the other five powerhouses above the lush treetops were relaxed and content, chatting as they moved deeper into the forest.

"Lord Allen's great work has indeed changed the climate and environment of the entire Northern Territory!!"

Having just experienced a sudden rainstorm that almost submerged the ground under the shade of the trees into a vast expanse of water, it was difficult for even the greatest rain to put these powerhouses in the sky in a state of embarrassment, and even their armor and clothing were not even slightly damp.

However, along the way, there were patches of dead and decaying wood, mixed with newly grown trees, forming a strange fusion, which made the powerhouses in the sky quite interested.

Although Penny Lai was not a druid, she could also judge that the patches of dead trees were caused by the sudden change in climate and environment. Moreover, the newly grown tree species were clearly quite different from the dead trees, and were obviously not of the same species.

In fact, it wasn't just the forest they were currently passing through that had undergone significant ecological changes. Bo'en City and Coldwind Stronghold in the Houchia Federation had also experienced considerable transformations. However, the changes were more pronounced further south and less noticeable further north.

"The price was also heavy!!"

Looking at the traces of destruction caused by the drastic climate change, Allen thought about the various flash floods and waterlogging disasters that the Green Field Tribe had suffered over the past century. It wasn't until the completion of the large-scale water conservancy facilities and the Grand Canal, built with enormous manpower and resources, and the gradual stabilization of the climate, that the Green Field Plains gradually escaped these severe climate disasters.

However, this didn't mean it was completely over. In recent years, the Green Field Plains still inevitably experienced unimaginable floods, causing incalculable damage and losses. Perhaps this was nature's revenge on the Green Field Tribe for using human power to change reality.

"But overall, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, don't they??"

Penny Le actually admired Allen, this hobgoblin, from the bottom of her heart. He had the means, the ability, the persistence, and the bottom line to lead a weak tribe to its current position as the number one tribe in the Northern Territory. His own strength hadn't been neglected either, and he was already the strongest existence in this world, second only to the gods.

She admired Allen's courage and audacity even more, daring to embark on a path that could almost be described as a point of no return, competing with the gods and launching a challenge that seemed destined to fail in the eyes of the world.

"That's true!!"

"Indeed!!"

Bobier and Tim rarely agreed with the Drow Matron, nodding in agreement.

As beneficiaries, their two tribes had made no contribution to the excavation of the Fatte Passage, but they had enjoyed the dividends brought by the climate change in the Green Field. Even the century of climate turbulence had minimal impact on them, making it difficult for them not to express their most sincere praise for the Green Field Tribe's excavation of the Fatte Passage.

"Heh~~"

Allen could only smile slightly and change the subject.

However, their conversation soon came to an end. In the distant sky, a not-unfamiliar aura of a strong individual appeared, rapidly approaching Allen and his companions. Before long, a dark shadow appeared in front of them. As the shadow gradually cleared and took on a human shape, the lizardman powerhouse, Shi Lan, rushed over with a warm smile on his face.

"I represent the Argon and Aman Shah tribes to welcome Your Excellency Allen, Your Excellency Penny Le, Chief Tim, and Chief Bobier."

Shi Lan himself belonged to the Aman Shah tribe, but he was able to represent the Argon tribe in welcoming Allen and his companions. Although this was related to the fact that Allen and his companions were currently in the Barrenwood Forest, it was also because the relationship between the Argon and Aman Shah tribes was extraordinary, possibly even closer than the alliance between the three Green Field tribes.

After all, tracing back two thousand years, the two tribes were originally one tribe before they separated!!

"Long time no see, Shi Lan, your strength has also improved!!"

Allen had dealt with Shi Lan many times. Looking at the old face in front of him, which was also covered with wrinkles, he figured that the other party didn't have many days left to live.

"I still can't compare with Your Excellency. We can't even keep up with Your Excellency's pace now."

Shi Lan smiled bitterly, not feeling happy because of Allen's praise.

"Chief Fendi's funeral awaits your arrival. Please follow me."

Under Shi Lan's guidance, Allen and his companions soon arrived at the sacred site of Reisca, where Fendi's funeral was being held, a lonely island in the center of a swamp surrounded by mountains.

Reisca was originally located in the territory of the Aman Shah tribe. Even the main settlement of the Aman Shah tribe was less than a hundred miles away from this sacred site. However, the reason why the chief of the Argon tribe went to great lengths to bury his body here after his death was because the footprints of the lizardmen's god—Semuanya—had lingered here for decades.

Although the lizardmen's god was not recognized by the Temple of Nature and was regarded as one of the evil gods, his existence was supreme in the hearts of the lizardmen. Even though the Temple of Nature's suppression of various evil gods had been endless over the years, in private, the lizardmen's mainstream worship was still this one.

As a sacred site, not everyone was qualified to be buried on this island. Only the lizardmen chiefs and elders above the legendary level who had made outstanding contributions to the tribe had this qualification.

Although the Argon tribe had split off from the Aman Shah tribe, each with its own independent territory and ruling class, they had always maintained the situation before the split on the matter of burial in the sacred site. Although doing so required paying a considerable price to the Aman Shah tribe.

Fendi's funeral was no exception. The sacred site, which almost no one could set foot in, was now exceptionally lively due to Fendi's funeral, with thousands of people gathered on this island full of solemn and desolate atmosphere.

With the arrival of Allen and his group, the originally quiet crowd suddenly became a little more enthusiastic, and more than a dozen figures flew into the sky to greet them. These were the representatives of other races who had arrived early from the Thorns Ring team.

In addition to them, several major churches of the Temple of Nature also sent representatives, but the leader's strength was only at the peak of the high level, and his status in the respective churches was not prominent. Naturally, it was impossible and would not come to Allen to contact him to build a relationship.

But thinking about it, it was right. The death of the leader of a mere large tribe was a common occurrence in the eyes of the major churches in the Temple of Nature, and they would certainly not pay too much attention to it. If it weren't for the fact that several major churches had established important strongholds such as cathedrals and chapels in Green Lake City in recent years, otherwise, according to past practice, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a team like today's.

"Clan Chief Allen personally came to attend Fendi's funeral. If his soul sees it in the kingdom of my Lord, he will probably be smiling happily!!"

The chief of the Aman Shah tribe, Shi Fenqi, was now also old and frail. Originally, lizardmen were naturally somewhat hunched, and because of his age, he looked even more serious at this time. Even though he was supported by an exquisite cane in his hand, he seemed to be bowing to Allen when he stood with Allen.

"We are all old partners of many years. If I don't attend Chief Fendi's funeral, he will probably scold me for not being sentimental even after he's buried in the ground!!"

Allen would naturally not spoil other people's faces at this time, making small jokes in a cordial manner, and his words revealed respect and reverence for the two tribes.

"Then I'm not worried now. With your words, Your Excellency should also attend my funeral next time!!"

"That's not certain~~"

"Hahaha~~~"