Green Monster Epic

Wiping away the blood and minced meat that splattered his face, several finger marks stretched diagonally to his jaw, accentuating the rugged and majestic face with a touch of ferocity.

With a casual wave, the blood and flesh of the dwarven shield warrior saint clinging to the heavy sword were instantly flung away. Allen stomped down again, his body charging towards the group of spellcasters who no longer had any cover or protection.

Behind him, the dwarven corpse, cleaved in two, was separated by more than ten meters. A head had also disappeared without a trace, smashed into minced meat by Allen's heavy sword, scattered across a hundred meters of space, with no chance of survival.

"Chieftain Allen, do you know our identities?? Do you really want to..."

The handsome face of the elven archmage was twisted with fear. Even saints cherish life and fear death. Because they enjoy more power and status, and have more attachment to the real world, they cherish their lives even more than most ordinary intelligent beings.

Seeing that he was unable to cast spells at this moment, and even the large number of magical items in his dimensional equipment had no stage to be used, the elven archmage finally couldn't help but speak, seeking a last glimmer of hope in the face of the rapidly approaching, murderous hobgoblin leader.

"Shut up!!"

Allen didn't give the other party a chance to reveal his identity, sternly interrupting the other party's attempt to save himself: "I don't care who you are, today you must die here!!!"

Through the lizardmen's betrayal, Allen had already known the origins of this group of unknown powerhouses. However, there were still many foreign representatives and mission members alive on the island. If they learned the identity of the other party from this elf's confession, it would bring unnecessary trouble to Green Field and the Ring of Thorns in how to deal with this group of enemies.

Before his voice could fade, Allen's figure had already appeared among this group of spellcasters who had lost their ability to cast spells. He swept his sword horizontally, and a dozen battle priests with some healing abilities were cut in half, unable to hinder Allen in the slightest.

The elven archmage retreated in a panic. Although he was a mage, now that he had lost his ability to cast spells, his body, having already advanced to the saint level, was still extraordinary. In fact, without using his own battle aura or rage, his close combat ability based on his physical body alone might not be weaker than that of a legendary melee professional.

However, he didn't have the slightest courage to fight the hobgoblin who was chasing him, because the existence of reason made him understand the gap in strength between them. In addition, with the injuries caused by the magic backlash, he was afraid that the other party's full-force swing of the heavy sword would cut him and the staff in his hand into two pieces, following in the footsteps of his dwarven companion.

"…I am the chief of the Beast Brotherhood mage group. You can't kill me, otherwise my Beast Brotherhood will never let you go, and your Green Field tribe will not be able to gain a foothold in the wilderness…"

Allen ultimately failed to stop the other party from revealing his identity. In order to save himself, the elven archmage confessed his origins while fleeing, saying it not so much to Allen as to the surviving foreign missions on the edge of the island.

The Beast Brotherhood is a member of the Natural Order church, originally a member of the Oak Order. Later, with the eternal slumber of the Father of Oaks, it was drawn into the Natural Church and became an important member of its camp. This time, Allen confronted the Temple of Nature, using both inducement and coercion to force several important churches of the temple to compromise and jointly issue an announcement, reaching a peaceful coexistence treaty with the Green Field tribe. However, the names of the Beast Brotherhood and the Scarlet Crescent Church, two churches closely related to the Natural Church, were conspicuously absent from this treaty.

In addition to these two churches, there were two other churches that were also dissatisfied with Allen's actions and did not sign the treaty, which gave them the legitimacy to launch an assassination against Allen, resulting in this assassination attempt.

Even the behavior of the Natural Church and the Oak Temple and other seven or eight papal churches simultaneously announcing the treaty behind the scenes was also intended to make Allen, the hobgoblin, lower his guard and create a good opportunity for subsequent actions against Allen.

Allen's actions and path were ultimately unacceptable to the temple church. It was just that the wilderness where the temple was based was in a state of war, and Allen and the northern tribal forces behind him were strong enough to compete with the temple church, at least posing a great threat to the temple's rule over the wilderness, forcing them to make concessions.

However, the concessions on the surface were not the true intentions of the members of the Natural Temple church. They still wanted to completely eliminate this hidden danger of Allen and maintain the temple's prestige in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years.

This plan to exile Allen to another dimension and then take the opportunity to uproot the Green Field tribe and reorganize the northern tribal forces was a plan that the senior leaders of the Natural Temple church and professional strategists had been constantly discussing, researching, and improving for decades, and finally formulated the most practical and most likely to succeed plan.

Allen's strength was certainly greatly related to his own individual strength and talent, but it was also because he had explored many experiences on the road to godhood and could freely use divine power to fight.

To completely eliminate this hobgoblin, the first priority was to weaken his combat strength, and the divine power that only gods could touch was even more important. If this hobgoblin could not use divine power, then his individual strength would be greatly reduced. Even if he was still the top saint-level existence in the Feyman world, his strength would be severely weakened, and the chances of the temple's strongmen killing him with more numbers would inevitably increase several times.

To cut off the hobgoblin's source of divine power, his tribe had to be uprooted, and the legends of the Food God that were gradually spreading everywhere had to be buried. These conditions were certainly difficult, but not impossible for the Natural Temple.

As long as this hobgoblin could be prevented from intervening and presiding over related matters for a certain period of time, then everything would not be a problem.

This led to the plan to exile Allen to another dimension, buying the Natural Temple hundreds or thousands of years of time, and also the fact that Allen was lured to the Leska Holy Land under the guise of the lizardman chieftain Fendi's funeral.

However, no matter how meticulously they planned, they never anticipated that the wilderness tribe leaders, known for their pursuit of profit, would disregard the immense benefits offered and instead choose loyalty, a value with little monetary gain, by informing Allen of the plot, ultimately causing their scheme to fail.

The Church of Nature's confidence in bribing the two Lizardfolk tribes stemmed primarily from the irresistibly generous conditions they offered.

To ensure the plan's success and as a form of compensation, the church team would establish a permanent and powerful magic lock in the Lizardfolk's sacred site, Leska, using a demigod artifact as its core nexus.

Combined with the divine power dissipation effect of the stone tablet群 within the sacred site, this would withstand the full force of a deity's incarnation for over a month, preventing Allen from finding his way back from exile and seeking revenge on the Lizardfolk.

The temple also pledged to exempt the two Lizardfolk tribes from their obligations to the alliance for the next thousand years and promised them preferential treatment in future explorations of the Mirage Plane and the distribution of inheritance crystals, providing several sets of inheritance crystals that were scarce in the Lizardfolk's tribal inheritance.

Furthermore, once the plan succeeded, the temple would eradicate the Greenwild tribe, and the remaining territory and population would become spoils of war for the two Lizardfolk tribes to dispose of as they pleased.

Additionally, the Greenwild tribe's pseudo-divine artifact obtained from the human Rose Duchy, the corresponding city architectural blueprints, and the Greenwild tribe's abundant wealth, inheritance crystals, and knowledge tomes would all become the Lizardfolk's possessions.

With such generous conditions, who could resist the temptation?

Secondly, through analyzing the Northern Border intelligence, the temple's strategists correctly deduced that the Lizardfolk tribes' higher echelons were wary and vigilant of the Greenwild tribe.

They were only allied with the Greenwild tribe and dependent on its faction due to the power disparity and geographical proximity.

The current state of the Raven's Claw and Snowmire, two formerly independent tribes, served as a cautionary tale for other relatively independent tribes in the Northern Border.

No far-sighted leader would want their long-standing tribe to become an inseparable part of the Greenwild tribe's faction through such silent but unstoppable infiltration and manipulation, losing their independent existence.

The Lizardfolk race has always been generally conservative, perhaps influenced by their preference for humid and cold environments.

They generally preferred tranquility over activity, which is why Lizardfolk faces were the least commonly seen among the native adventurers wandering abroad.

Common occurrences such as external communication and intermarriage were rare in Lizardfolk tribes, and Lizardfolk bloodlines resulting from interbreeding with other races were often treated with disdain and discrimination.

How could such a race sit idly by and watch its independent community move towards a fusion and exchange with other races, ultimately becoming a dependent?

Moreover, as the higher-ups and beneficiaries of the tribes, how could the Lizardfolk leaders bear the loss of power, which was the foundation of their future family, bloodline, offspring, and privileged lives?

Regardless, the strategists of the Church of Nature believed that the conditions they offered and the future they promised were sufficient to entice these Lizardfolk and gain their full support.

Subsequent developments validated the Church's strategists' judgment.

After secret and intense negotiations, the two Lizardfolk chiefs and their subordinate high-ranking dignitaries ultimately agreed to the Church's demands and even signed a contract under the gods' gaze, although it had little binding force.

Unfortunately, the Church of Nature's gods were not as proficient in soul research as devils.

Unless they were dealing with believers, it was difficult to punish those who violated contracts by tracing the soul aura and true name left behind, as devils could.

Of course, the Church of Nature was not naively trusting the Lizardfolk.

During the plan's implementation, they conducted numerous tests and screenings of the Lizardfolk, but the results were normal, with no suspicious actions.

However, plans are ultimately just plans, and human hearts are unpredictable and difficult to control.

The temple exploited the Lizardfolk's inner fears and worries, offering targeted conditions that were difficult for ordinary people to accept, but in the end, it still ended in failure.

"You dumbass!!"

Allen's expression was already serious, but the other party's sudden loud announcement of his identity only added a few more traces of coldness to his frosty face, but could not stop any of his attacks.

Now that things had reached this point, what did it matter if the other party revealed his identity?

Assassinating a pillar of the Wilderness Alliance under the watchful eyes of numerous alliance forces, even if the other party was a saint of the Temple Church, he would still be in the wrong!

This scheme was originally a lesson that Allen intended to teach the Temple Church by using their own plan against them.

He had finally managed to turn the unfavorable situation into his own advantage.

If he didn't eliminate these executors on the spot and severely strike at the Temple's arrogance, who could guarantee that they wouldn't repeatedly devise plans against him in the future?

Being on guard against thieves for a thousand days would inevitably lead to moments of carelessness.

As the weaker party, Allen's bargaining chips were not as good as the Temple Church's.

Knowing that his opponent harbored malicious intentions towards him, Allen could only seize and utilize every opportunity to inflict heavy blows on his opponent.

Only in this way would the other party feel awe and calculate the losses and painful consequences that would result from failure in their next actions and plans.

Therefore, Allen was determined to devour these three saints and one demigod who had been delivered to his doorstep, as well as this group of elites from the Temple Church's spellcaster team!

Having made up his mind, Allen charged into this group that lacked any spellcasting ability, becoming an unstoppable wolf among sheep.

In a short amount of time, he slaughtered nearly all of these excellent Temple talents, and then began a cat-and-mouse game targeting the elven saint-level mage.

As for the orcish assassin and the human archer entangled with the dragon in the distance, even if they wanted to rescue their elven companion, they could not directly face the onslaught of Allen, this humanoid beast.

At this time, the human archer could only slow down Allen's advance with arrows from afar, creating a bit more breathing room for his elven companion.