Green Monster Epic

Allen was unaware of the deeper secrets within the lizardfolk clans. Although he harbored some doubts about their true intentions, their current actions were impeccable, filling Allen with genuine gratitude.

If it weren't for the lizardfolk's proactive tip-off, which allowed Allen to prepare in advance and turn the tables on the Temple of Nature, their scheme might have succeeded in banishing him to countless unknown planes.

He wasn't a mage, and his knowledge of spatial teleportation was practically nonexistent. Being banished to another plane would mean searching for beings capable of interplanar teleportation who also happened to know the coordinates of the Fayman world—an impossible task.

Even if the Goddess of Luck favored him, and he eventually found his way home through tireless effort, it would likely be hundreds or thousands of years later. When Allen returned to the Fayman world, the scene he would witness would be drastically different. With the Temple of Nature's power and methods, the Green Field Tribe, lacking his leadership and support, would surely be gone. The legends of the Food God, so painstakingly spread, would also vanish in the river of time.

Without the Green Field Tribe and the Northland Alliance, the Church of the Food God would cease to exist. Even if Allen returned to fight his way back, what could he do? Deprived of the source of faith, Allen would be no more than a Saint with slightly above-average strength. Perhaps a single Saint from the Temple of Nature couldn't defeat him, but if they organized several or a dozen Saints to scheme against him, could he truly cope?

Whenever he thought of these things, Allen felt a lingering fear. Fortunately, the lizardfolk had firmly maintained their stance as allies, allowing him to avoid a fatal disaster.

However, this battle also served as a test of the Thorns Ring team, and the overall result was quite satisfactory. It proved that the core members of the team had a solid sense of unity, not inferior to those long-established factions.

Especially commendable were the two lizardfolk tribes, who previously seemed somewhat resistant to the Thorns Ring. This time, they proved their loyalty with actions. Even if they harbored other thoughts in private, having thoroughly offended the Temple of Nature, the two tribes would have no choice but to cling tightly to the Green Field Alliance, with no possibility of divided loyalties.

At the same time, the performance of the Drow Federation also exceeded Allen's expectations. Their ability to maintain neutrality in this incident was already remarkable. After all, the Drow were able to gain a foothold in the wilderness thanks to the support of the Nature Church faction; otherwise, they would not have been absorbed into the Mansha Alliance as a unified force.

Of course, there were also those who didn't perform well, but their actions were within Allen's acceptable range and didn't result in the worst-case scenario. It also gave Allen an excuse to discipline and reorganize the Thorns Ring organization, clearing a clean environment for the upcoming expansion of the Thorns Ring team.

After spending a few more days in the lizardfolk territory, having heartfelt conversations with the leaders and high-ranking members of the two tribes, Allen finally set off for home to prepare for the upcoming maze adventure in the Misty Forest.

As a reward for the lizardfolk's tip-off, Allen shared the secrets of the maze with them. The other members of the Thorns Ring also benefited, gaining valuable information. It was a reward for everyone's unity against a common enemy.

At the same time, Allen invited everyone to organize teams to act together, so that even if they encountered any opponents or powerful prey in the maze, they could reduce risks and increase the chances of obtaining spoils.

Anyway, Allen didn't have high hopes for this maze trip. He simply wanted to familiarize himself with the internal environment in advance, laying the groundwork for future exploration. The Temple Church's teams had explored the maze for countless years and still hadn't found the hidden key item. Could he find it in one go, relying on the so-called Mansha earth vein that he hadn't even mastered and didn't know if it would be effective?

Allen was never an optimistic and naive dreamer, nor did he believe that luck would fall into his lap. He believed more in the ultimate rewards of persistence and sweat. Therefore, although the immediate temptation was great, he didn't lose his mind and didn't plan to draw more manpower from the tribe to go there.

However, he could let other tribes in the team send people to help, and everyone could work together to explore and discover this ruin. This would not only buy the hearts of the team members and allow their warriors to gain experience and harvest spoils, but also greatly increase his exploration efficiency.

Even if these guys were lucky enough to find the key control item, they would still have to hand it over to him for safekeeping. With their own strength, they were not qualified to possess such precious and important things. They still had to rely on Allen. At least with Allen's style of doing things, he could let them obtain the right to use the demiplane of the ruins.

Safely returning to Green Lake City, he was first greeted by a pair of eyes filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.

"Teacher!!! Such an exciting thing, and you didn't even call me along, let me help you deal with those bad guys!!"

In the entire Northland, only Kerr, this goblin, dared to speak to Allen like this. Faced with Kerr's dissatisfied questioning, Allen simply lowered his head and gave her an apologetic smile.

“With that big mouth of yours and that expression that can't hide anything, I wouldn't dare let you get involved.”

That being said, the reason for not letting the newly advanced demigod Cole participate was both to prevent the opponent from noticing anything unusual and to leave an insurance policy for the tribe. Even if something unexpected happened with his own plan, at least there would still be another demigod in the tribe to hold down the fort, along with the strategist Albad to assist, which should allow the tribe to hold out for a while longer.

“Hmph~~”

Cole was still dissatisfied, but she didn't continue to complain about it.

“These things are left to you to handle, except for this demigod-level staff.”

After appeasing the girl who was more than a head shorter than him, Allen handed over all the spoils from this harvest to Albad, keeping only some scrolls, potions, and other consumable items for himself.

“I've already agreed with Matriarch Pennyrile that she will go back and gather the black dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon bones, and other materials that I need to exchange for this staff.”

“You specialize in electric evocation magic, while this staff has a greater bonus to fire magic, so I won't let you use it. If there's an opportunity to find a staff or materials suitable for you in the future, you can replace the staff you have now.”

“No need, Chieftain. I'm quite happy with this staff I'm using now.”

Even if Allen didn't explain, Albad understood that with his current position and strength, even if he were given this demigod artifact, he might not be able to maximize its effectiveness. Nevertheless, he replied with gratitude.

“There are also a dozen magical notebooks from Saint-level mages in this dimensional bag. We can't understand the writing used, but you should be able to. See if they can be of help to you.”

“However, these notebooks are only entrusted to you for safekeeping, and you are allowed to make copies for your own collection, but the original notebooks must eventually be placed in the treasure vault on the 7th floor of the library to be passed down as a tribal heritage.”

Allen's words, spoken without any regard, immediately made the eyes of the seemingly unrestrained gnome legend light up, and he almost opened the dimensional bag in his hands to find the books inside.

“You usually put all your energy into managing the tribe, which has delayed your research. Consider these as a kind of compensation for you.”

“Thank you, Chieftain!!”

Meeting such a leader who is always thinking of him, it would be difficult for any gnome enjoying such treatment not to feel considerate and moved by it. Although Albad was rational enough as a mage, he was still touched by Allen's genuine actions, which were not deliberate but real.

The other high-level members looked on with envy, the jealousy and admiration in the depths of their pupils were well concealed, and they didn't know what they were planning in their hearts, but their faces were very restrained and serious.

Accompanied by a group of people, walking through the increasingly impressive city and streets, the residents along the way, upon seeing these tribal leaders accompanying the revered figure, stood on both sides, making way for them on a quiet and peaceful road.

Allen rarely walked on the streets without disguising himself. This time, it wasn't on a whim, but for other plans.

“How is the progress of the city's basic magical pattern construction??”

Beneath the bustling and lively city, the Green Field Tribe invested the vast majority of the tribe's resources into the important task of continuing to consolidate the future heartland of the tribe. Apart from the tribe's necessary consumption, other aspects of expenditure were basically very tight.

“85% has been completed. The remaining 15% of the progress is limited by the scarcity of resources. It is estimated that it will take more than twenty years to complete it completely!!”

Green Lake City, built according to the model of the Rose Kingdom's capital city, has been nearly a hundred years since its new construction, consuming almost all of the tribe's remaining resources to achieve the current scene.

Hearing Albad's reply that it would take more than twenty years to complete the construction, Allen not only didn't show any joy, but was rather dissatisfied.

“We still need to speed up the progress. It's best to complete the connection between the Nation-Protecting Divine Seal and the capital city's foundation before the stars of the Celestial Star Constellation align in a line, so that I can feel at ease going south.”

This time, being plotted against by the Temple team, although it ultimately ended with Allen's victory, it also suppressed the pride that had just risen in his heart. Because his main body had basically completed the energy transformation and completely mastered the divine power form, it was really difficult for others to find a breakthrough point on him, but the Green Field Tribe was indeed his most important and fatal weakness.

Of course, it was not easy to deal with the Green Field Tribe. Relying on the tribe's knight legions, defensive facilities, and other means, if they were determined to be an iron tortoise, even the most powerful opponents would find it difficult to take down the Green Field stronghold in a short time. However, the Temple team's previous plan did sound an alarm for Allen.

“……This……”

Albad looked embarrassed. The tribe's current public treasury was so empty that even a mouse wouldn't bother to crawl into it. Where would they get the extra resources to continue building the city's foundation, those expensive magical pattern components?

“Think of a way. If you lack resources, borrow a batch from other tribes and slowly pay them back in the future!!”

Allen came up with a solution for Albad.