Green Monster Epic

In the vast starry night, a rare astronomical phenomenon was slowly taking shape, with five brilliant stars lined up in a string, forming a straight line from east to west.

As the celestial phenomenon of the five stars aligning appeared in the sky, the Misty Forest seemed to sense something, the ground emitted a subtle tremor, and all the creatures existing in this forest felt a lightness in their spiritual world, as if an invisible shackle had been opened.

The mysterious energy that permeated the mist, capable of confusing people's sense of direction, finally disappeared completely at this time, but it was a pity that few adventurers knew about this, otherwise, groups of adventurers would appear in the forest at this time, sweeping away all kinds of precious resources accumulated over countless years.

However, in the depths of the forest, it was not as calm as it appeared on the surface. Dozens of teams, each representing the major forces of the wilderness, were waiting intently for the obsidian pillars hidden beneath the earth to reappear in the world.

Accompanied by dense vibrations, more than a dozen stone pillars, arranged according to some mysterious pattern, rose from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain when the five brilliant stars in the sky formed a line, standing in this forest where few people ventured.

Each obsidian pillar was surrounded by teams from various races, and several pillars were even surrounded by members of several teams, but everyone maintained a safe distance from each other with great understanding, both guarding against each other and appearing relatively peaceful, obviously, everyone had already developed a tacit understanding over the years.

The obsidian pillar that Allen and the others chose was the one marked on the map when Allen first explored the maze ruins. Last time, he and the beastman Saru ventured together, and through the map engraved by the other party, he had already thought of reusing this map 500 years later.

However, when the two arrived here last time, the team originally guarding this stone pillar had already teleported to the maze through the stone pillar, so the two of them entered smoothly all the way. This time, they arrived here more than ten days in advance, but they encountered two other teams from other forces. When the legendary powerhouses leading those two teams saw Allen's widely circulated face, they immediately became nervous.

Before Allen could open his mouth to drive them away, the other party took the initiative to greet Allen, and then led the team away, leaving the Northern Territory team to occupy the passage alone.

The forces that frequently enter and exit this forest naturally wouldn't only control one passage like the Green Field Tribe. Now that this pillar of the wilderness is personally leading a team to explore the maze, it would be unwise for one's own team to explore the same area as them!

Allen was happy to avoid being the bad guy, and sent these teams off with a smile. After the obsidian pillar rose, he led a team of hundreds of people to touch the obsidian pillar, and then was sucked into that demiplane.

The sense of disorientation brought about by the teleportation had little effect on Allen now. The dizzy illusion that surged into his heart just now disappeared without a trace. Allen only felt a darkness in front of him, and the scene changed from a forest full of white mist to a surrounding area completely surrounded by gray-brown stone buildings, with only a straight, dark passage extending forward, and he didn't know where the deep black shrouded at the end led to.

Figglas, who had transformed into a hobgoblin, only lagged behind Allen by a moment before returning to normal, and then looked at this unfamiliar environment with interest, while the warriors who continued to emerge behind him shook their heads and finally returned to normal with great difficulty.

When all the members arrived and adapted to this dark maze, Allen pointed to the distant, mysterious, and unknown dark passage and issued a command in a deep voice: "Depart!"

More than a dozen figures quickly遁入 the shadow plane, rushing towards the distant passage under Allen's powerful perception, followed by shield warriors, burly and powerful, wearing heavy armor and holding shields, arranged in an arc formation to steadily advance, firmly protecting their teammates behind them.

However, as forks appeared on the road ahead, this large team of more than five hundred people was split up again and again. During the short three-day journey, Allen and the others were only accompanied by a team of a dozen goblins forming an adventurer team.

At this time, Allen and the others were in a wide jungle area, with a layer of white mist covering their heads, and faint light shining in the depths of the white mist, as if they were in the real world. Only in such an environment could Allen barely believe Figglas's words to be somewhat credible: This maze occupies a considerable area, and it is impossible for it to be under the Misty Forest, and many of the various regional environments that appear in each maze node do not seem to be underground.

For example, this garden-like jungle area is not small, at least a dozen square miles, and it is inhabited by various beasts, birds, and even magical beasts, who are now engaged in a fight with the adventurers who suddenly appeared here.

The 12-member team following Allen and the two came from the Green Field Tribe, and are among the best of the tribe's new generation, and are also carefully cultivated legendary seeds. This time, they came along with Allen to venture and explore, firstly to give these young goblins more experience, to see if they can make progress, and secondly, they wanted Allen to give these cubs some pointers, so that they can get professional and precise guidance.

After all, with Allen's current vision and experience, as long as he spares a little effort to polish these goblin talents, it would be immeasurable for their future direction and development.

It's just that Allen at this time did not put too much energy into the goblins fighting in the garden jungle, but with a solemn expression and closed eyes, he directly meditated on the crown of a big tree.

While meditating, Allen's battle domain also directly unfolded, covering every corner of this garden, with undetectable psionic filaments roaming between every flower and tree, searching for the maze control core that had changed its appearance and was hidden in this ecology.

While trying to remember the Green Field natural veins that he had touched on during his seclusion for several years, he compared the aura produced by thousands of creatures in this garden jungle, trying to find familiar traces from it. Such a dual-purpose search work was very difficult even for a Saint-level being like Allen, requiring him to invest unparalleled focus of mind and will.

The dragon Figglas kept scurrying around in the garden, taking advantage of the fact that the Green Field team members were fighting with the local species, and took the lead in capturing and collecting the most valuable magic plant materials and magic beasts, seemingly reducing the pressure on the team's warriors, but in fact, he took these gains as his own, as a bargaining chip to exchange for something more valuable from Allen.

However, thanks to the dragon's actions, the Green Field goblins fighting in the jungle were safe and sound in the face of the endless attacks of various strange creatures, and it didn't take long before they cleared out the creatures in this small jungle that actively attacked them.

After the goblin warriors spent some time cleaning up the battlefield and gathering various resources from the jungle, Allen also slowly woke up from his meditation.

"How is it?? Any gains??"

Figlas held the corpse of a white-haired ape, over a meter long, swinging it from side to side, seemingly asking about Allen's gains, but in reality, he was plotting something else.

"What kind of gains do you think there could be??"

Allen rolled his eyes and replied unhappily, not even glancing at the prey's corpse that was about to be swung into his face.

If that device, whose appearance was unknown, could be found so easily, it wouldn't have survived until now, and it certainly wouldn't have been obtained by someone like him who had only explored this maze ruin twice.

Allen never placed too much expectation on his luck; rather than pinning his hopes on something so illusory, he preferred to work hard and search diligently to feel more confident.

"No gains are fine, there's still plenty of time ahead!!"

"But we've been exploring for several days now, shouldn't we let those little guys rest a bit?"

Seeing that Allen wasn't taking the bait, Figlas had no choice but to change the subject.

"There isn't that much time!!"

Allen continued to look around, watching the goblins below packing up the resources and beast bones they had gathered, constantly urging them: "Don't bother with things that don't have much value, quickly pack up and prepare to go to the next passage."

The phenomenon of the five stars of the Star God Throne aligning would only last for about a month; when the astronomical anomaly of the five-star alignment ended, the maze lock of this demiplane passage would reopen, directly banishing those who were not native to this demiplane back to the Mist Forest entrance.

Of course, if someone wanted to stay inside, it wasn't impossible, but they would be trapped in the maze of this demiplane for the next five hundred years, unable to enter or leave the Fayman World.

For demigods or those with strength like Allen, five hundred years wasn't that enticing compared to the value of a demiplane. Especially for a large force like the Temple of Nature, the number of demigod-level or higher experts under their command wasn't as small as the pillars of the Mansa Alliance, and they could definitely deploy several demigod-level beings in this demiplane to slowly search this maze.

But since they didn't do so, either they didn't think it was worth leaving a few demigod-level or higher beings in this demiplane for five hundred years, or this demiplane, after being sealed, had other unknown mysterious forces that made even demigod-level or higher experts wary.

Allen didn't yet know the secrets, but he had these guesses. If he didn't seize the only month of safe time to search a few more areas, wouldn't this trip be in vain??

He also needed to gather more intelligence based on this exploration to properly weigh how much effort and energy this demiplane was worth investing in. After all, he and his tribe had too many important matters to deal with, not to mention the endless complex patterns on the Star Core that the God of Gluttony's consciousness had been researching, which was very important to Allen and the Church of the God of Gluttony.

"Even if you and I don't eat or rest now, it won't be a big deal, but those goblins under you aren't like us, able to replenish their consumption with natural free energy; they are mortal beings who need to eat and rest to recover their strength!!"

"The effects of divine spells and potions are actually overdrawing their potential and vitality..."

Figlas's skin was very thick; even though Allen had already made his attitude clear, he still relentlessly analyzed the pros and cons for Allen, and what he said really made Allen a little hard to refute.

In the final analysis, what Figlas wanted was Allen's exquisite cooking skills, hoping that Allen could use this high-level magical beast in his hand to cook a dish that could help him improve.

"You have so many excuses!!!"

Allen shook his head and finally compromised: "These little brats have been pampered for too long, they need to suffer a little, it will help their future growth!!"

"Based on their physical condition, not sleeping or resting and rushing to fight for at least five days is their limit, so you'll have to wait a little longer!! When these brats are exhausted, I will naturally arrange for them to rest, and I will also make a delicious meal with the materials you have collected!!"

"...Okay."

Allen taking the initiative to explain to him was already giving him a lot of face, and Figlas accepted Allen's statement with a slight disappointment on his face.

"Let's go!!"

After explaining to Figlas, Allen then stepped off the treetop and landed steadily in the fully packed goblin team. The haggard and tired goblin team members also resolutely stepped forward, not daring to have any complaints.

As they continued to delve deeper into the maze, the magical beasts and maze guards they encountered became stronger and stronger, and even legendary-level opponents appeared. The small teams that had parted ways and followed the marks left by Allen and his group were blocked by these legendary magical beasts, and they gradually rejoined Allen's group seven or eight days after entering the maze.

They summarized the gains from their separate explorations over the past few days, and also came to seek help from Allen and his group.

Allen and Figlas were very willing to help with this kind of information, after all, every legendary-level magical beast or guard puppet represented a valuable wealth, which was rare in the wilderness. Especially legendary-level magical beasts, no matter which attribute they belonged to, as long as they fell into Allen's hands, they were truly precious ingredients.

It just so happened that the bodies of magical beasts that could be promoted to the legendary rank were often relatively large, which also meant that the number of ingredients that could be extracted from their corpses was very considerable. As long as they were paired with some auxiliary materials, they could probably prepare at least a dozen master-level dishes.

The space area connected to the relatively narrow maze passage nodes was at most only a dozen square miles, and there was no way out in any direction, which was equivalent to a maze lock that sealed the space, which happened to limit the escape space of those legendary magical beasts, allowing Allen and Figlas to completely let go and strangle them.

With the intervention of the two powerhouses above the demigod level, the obstacles that the Northland member teams had marked as impassable were quickly cleared, and Allen and his group also harvested the corpses of two legendary-level magical beasts. The high-quality ingredients cut from them could provide at least hundreds of high-level or higher dishes, not to mention the more valuable materials such as the scales, leather, and bones of these legendary magical beasts, which were enough to make two legendary-level equipment.