Green Monster Epic

After issuing the kill order to Arbad, Allen once again entered the cultivation chamber in the underground temple through the secret passage of the mountaintop castle, continuing the exploration that had been interrupted earlier. As for how Arbad and the others would carry out his orders, that was no longer a problem Allen needed to worry about.

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Like peeling silk from a cocoon, Allen meticulously sifted through the vibrational aura potentially caused by other magical creatures and the natural environment. The frequency of the earth's veins beneath his feet, constantly changing, gradually became purer in Allen's sensitive consciousness.

However, the more he stripped away the noise, the more strenuous and embarrassed even a being as powerful as the Saint Allen felt. A hint of despair even arose in his heart.

Even the two-sided divine consciousness now abandoned its previous mission objective, fully assisting Allen's main consciousness in analyzing and identifying the countless biological auras in nature, separating them from the mixed earth's veins. But the closer he got to the limit of his self-awareness, the more he felt the infeasibility of this path.

Too many variables were mixed in this complex vibration frequency. The aura that had just been analyzed and identified a moment ago suddenly disappeared in the next. A vibration frequency that didn't exist in the previous moment suddenly joined the continuous earth resonance in the next, making it difficult for Allen's mere brain to completely separate these fragmented vibration frequencies, even when operating at an overload.

"… … Huff… …"

With a look of decadence and fatigue, Allen withdrew his massive mental power threads. After a brief exchange with the divine consciousness, he had made a rational decision: the clumsy method he was currently using was a dead end, and it was impossible to gain even a sliver of harvest in the little time remaining.

Therefore, Allen had to change his way of thinking and see if there were other ways to break through the current predicament.

The rich aura of mysterious power in the underground temple lingered, silently permeating Allen's main body and the tall, magnificent statue within the temple. As Allen pondered and meditated, his already energized body completely returned to its peak state, without any flaws.

Thinking eventually became confused due to the lack of direction. The tense strings in his heart gradually relaxed during meditation. Allen, who had always been accompanied by failure and setbacks, simply stopped dwelling on it, abandoning all thoughts and relaxing his body and mind, letting go of himself.

His mental power transformed into an invisible bird, connecting through the magnificent statue in the underground temple that was closely related to Allen, freely soaring over the territory of the Green Field Tribe.

As the Lizardmen clans completely leaned towards the Green Field camp ruled by Allen, the range of Allen's mental power seemed to extend outwards a lot. He could already patrol the edge of the area where the two Lizardmen clans and the Green Field Tribe met, vaguely sensing the various phenomena occurring in that area.

Perhaps when the members of the Thorns Ring team were no longer divided, Allen's Green Field Guardian, this regional divine authority domain, would cover the entire Northern Territory.

Instinctively following the attempts he had made countless times before, his keen mental power once again approached the subtle and complex vibration frequency formed by the energy fluctuations in the entire world, listening to this symphony of nature's ode.

Allen no longer tried to distinguish how many natural creatures' auras were hidden in the complex resonance frequency, nor did he care about the changes in the frequency's rise and fall, ebb and flow. He simply acted as a quiet listener, enjoying everything before him.

A breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and wood-type elements intertwined with wind-type elements as a result. Deep within the earth, magma churned, and fire-type elements challenged the sudden influx of elements…

Beasts hid in dense grass, waiting for an opportunity. Suddenly, a bird screamed in the sky, issuing an urgent warning. Antelopes, zebras, and other animals that were originally eating peacefully raised their heads one after another. Their slender limbs suddenly began to move forward, forming a colorful torrent rushing in all directions.

The earth was agitated as a result. The continuous footsteps were like drumsticks, densely tapping on the ground, and the generated seismic source lurked deep underground, bringing changes to the earth's frequency…

When Allen simply used a simple observer's perspective to perceive this vast nature in an overall, macro way, the various changes that occurred made him finally realize something: perhaps the direction he chose at the beginning was wrong, or at least it was not something that a mere Saint could accomplish alone.

Beneath the earth, the aura was majestic and heavy. Above the ground, the vibration frequency was light and lively, but also mixed with a faint coldness. In the higher sky, the void seemed empty, but it contained a strong frenzy within the silence.

The three different frequencies intertwined with each other. There should have been a strong conflict or a tendency to eliminate each other, but when they merged together, they were so harmonious and natural, without the expected conflict or elimination.

The mental power transformed into a flying bird, indulging in this vibrant and energetic resonance frequency, feeling the changes that occurred on this land at all times. Even as his mental power increasingly approached and understood the resonance aura emitted by this land, a strong impulse to merge with it arose from the depths of Allen's soul.

"Why does it have to be the earth's veins? The existence of the Green Field Plain itself includes the land beneath our feet, the creatures living in the earth, and the boundless sky above the plain."

"These elements should be seen as a whole. The resonance frequency they form together is what makes the Green Field Plain itself unique from other regions."

Just as Allen's self-awareness, along with his mental power, was gradually being synchronized by the resonance of this land, being assimilated by it, a sudden stream of information suddenly inserted into Allen's main consciousness, and a silent crisis was resolved.

The divine consciousness did not notice the danger that Allen's main consciousness had just faced. 'It' only suddenly thought of an important point when it was sensing the vibration frequency of this land and sky together with the main consciousness, and immediately sent feedback to the main consciousness in the sea of consciousness.

Self-awareness, along with mental power, re-emerged from the assimilation of the natural vibration frequency. Allen himself only vaguely felt some subtle scenes, but then his attention was attracted by the reminder from the divine consciousness, and his consciousness quickly began to calculate.

"That's right! !"

Allen's main consciousness was enlightened, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

The reason he chose the underground direction before was first because of the suggestion made by the dragon Figglas to Allen, who clearly said the words 'earth pulse', so Allen made an understanding based on the literal meaning.

Secondly, in Allen's view, the vibration of the underground should be purer and easier to perceive and identify than the surface, but he did not expect that the seemingly silent underground was actually surging with undercurrents, not necessarily more peaceful than the surface world.

It was not until he had the perceptual experience just now, and the divine consciousness gave him a head-on blow, that Allen suddenly realized that perhaps this was the most correct path.

The most feared thing when groping in the mist is the lack of direction. As long as there is a direction, moving forward along this direction, although the process is extremely difficult, it will not make people feel desperate.

Having gained new inspiration, and with his current state restored to its peak, Allen, who had always been decisive, immediately re-condensed his mental power threads and quickly entered a state of exploration and research.