Green Monster Epic

Mansa City has been bustling recently, with a gradual increase in the flow of people coming and going, especially the humans and beastmen who have fled here with their families, making this heart of the wilderness somewhat crowded.

Of course, there are also many legendary powerhouses in the city who can freely soar in the sky, occasionally cutting through the sky, rising and falling, appearing very busy.

The current city lord of Mansa City is Nick from the Navi tribe of lizardmen in the southern wilderness. At this time, he is diligently entertaining representatives of legendary powerhouses from various tribes.

Although Nick is the city lord, his own strength has only just crossed the threshold of the high-level. This is an unwritten rule among the major tribes: members serving as city lord and council representatives cannot be powerhouses above the legendary level. Therefore, although he is honored as the city lord, he must show the necessary respect when the legendary figures in the city appear in the city lord's mansion.

Especially this time, a demonic tide suddenly erupted on the Siren Continent to the south, slaughtering the Spring Country in a short period of time. Then, countless demon lords divided their forces into several branches, one attacking the Beastman Empire further east, another invading the Lionheart Kingdom to the west, and the largest demon army appearing in the Rose Duchy, now occupying half of the Rose Duchy's territory.

The border between the Mansa Wilderness and the human kingdom is mostly within the territory of the Rose Duchy. At this time, such a disaster in the Rose Duchy means that it won't be long before demons appear in the wilderness as well.

No one knows how the demon army came to the Fayman World. One or two demons might be summoned to the Fayman World by mages through summoning techniques, but like now, a demon army that can annex a country's territory in just a few days has only happened once or twice in the tens of thousands of years of the Fayman World. And in that period of history, the entire Fayman World was shrouded in the flames of despair for hundreds of years. It is not an exaggeration to say that lives were ruined and blood flowed for thousands of miles.

When the Spring Country was invaded by the demon lords, the Temple of Nature, hidden deep in the wilderness and dominating the situation, had already received a warning. After all, the Goddess of Spring is an important ally of the Temple of Nature. When her believers and kingdom are in crisis, they will naturally seek help from the Temple of Nature.

It is a pity that before the Temple of Nature could take any action, a duchy with millions of people and tens of thousands of miles of territory was slaughtered by the iron hooves of the demon army. Countless people were used as food and sacrifices to satisfy the demon army's appetite and summon more demon troops, and their souls became the demons' most precious wealth.

"The purpose of gathering everyone here this time is to discuss the future choices of the various tribes in our wilderness."

In the inner city, the council hall, specially built for gatherings and discussions among the major tribes, is quite large, with more than 400 square meters. Circles of council tables and chairs are arranged around the central podium, and 113 legendary powerhouses from various tribes are seated according to the ranking between the major tribes, from near to far.

The speaker in the hall is Allen Bogard, the troll 'Eternal Night Thorn,' one of the seven demigod-level powerhouses in Mansa City.

As the backbone of the balanced camp, he personally tends to advance and retreat together with the Temple of Nature, but the situation in the wilderness is complicated. His camp alone does not have the final say, and carelessness may cause dissatisfaction from other camps, causing cracks in this fragile alliance.

"Everyone should already know what happened in the human Spring Country. According to the information we have collected, a large number of demon armies will appear in the Centaur Grassland soon."

"Representatives of the three Centaur tribes, please tell us about the preparations of your respective tribes."

Centaurs, a huge race with a human torso on a horse's body, are naturally good at archery and running, and are excellent archers and light cavalry. In recent years, they have confronted the human Rose Duchy on the Centaur Grassland, maintaining the southern wilderness territory from being eroded and annexed by greedy humans, and have made no small contribution. But correspondingly, the territory they have obtained is also the largest among the many tribes. The Centaur Grassland alone is equivalent to the territory of 20 or so large tribes present, and with the support from Mansa City and the Temple of Nature from time to time, many tribes have long been dissatisfied.

"Then I'll speak first!"

A centaur stepped onto the central podium with light hooves. With the help of the podium's solidified amplification technique, his speech was clearly transmitted to the ears of representatives from various tribes.

"My tribe currently has 20,000 warriors, 15,000 elite archers…"

"If a war breaks out, the supplies stored by my tribe can only sustain the war for half a month. If there is no replenishment, my tribe's archers will fall into a state of having no arrows to use…"

"Also, the demon army is powerful. Although my tribe has many warriors, only a small portion are advanced warriors. If we directly confront their sharp edge, I am afraid it will be difficult to last…"

"… …"

The representatives of the three Centaur tribes spoke one after another. Although they all stated that they were prepared for battle, they also made their requests to the council members present.

There must be付出 with gains. The three super tribes of the Centaur Kingdom are specially supported by the Mansa Wilderness. Now that the human kingdom is in danger, it is up to their Centaur Kingdom to take the lead. Otherwise, what is the point of everyone turning a blind eye to them occupying the vast grassland, breeding countless populations, and constantly tolerating and supporting them all these years.

However, all intelligent races have selfish ideas. The representatives of the three major Centaur tribes may seem to have a good attitude now, but their words reveal that they want the tribes present to quickly organize manpower and material resources to support them, otherwise they may threaten to quit.

The three major Centaur tribes are also in a dilemma. On one side is the Centaur Grassland, which they cannot give up. The three tribes together have at least a million people, and they cannot support so many people without this grassland. On the other side is the legendary cruel and powerful demon invasion army. A human duchy has lost most of its territory in just over ten days, and now it is said that only the royal capital and surrounding territories are still struggling to support it.

Therefore, after learning about the demon invasion, the three major Centaur tribes had already communicated with each other and were determined to persuade the many tribes to provide support at the Mansa City Council meeting. If necessary, they would even threaten to defect to the humans.

In the face of survival, everything is虚无. Only those who survive in the end are qualified to continue to enjoy the lush Centaur Grassland.

"Supporting the Centaur Grassland with troops is inevitable, and it is also the top priority!!"

The seven giants of Mansa City had already reached an agreement on this matter. Now, they are convening legendary representatives of various tribes to discuss how to share the manpower and material resources to support the Centaur tribes and coordinate the balance of the vast wilderness.

"On this issue, does anyone have any other objections?"

The demigod troll Allen, who presided over the meeting, scanned the spacious conference hall with his skinny, ugly face and his bright eyes. After waiting for a long time and seeing no one speaking, he began the next agenda.

Nonsense. With the seven giants from the three major camps having already reached an agreement, the other tribal representatives naturally knew to restrain themselves. Even if they had doubts, they probably wouldn't dare to stand up at this time. Otherwise, they would just be giving these giants an opportunity to knock them down as birds who stick their heads out.

"Alright, let's move on to the next agenda item. Each tribe, according to its current size, will dispatch a certain proportion of warriors to form a joint force to support the Centaur Kingdom. Also…"

It was when this agenda item was reached that the main content of this meeting truly began. Even with the seven giants suppressing the atmosphere in the hall and maintaining order, the conference hall still turned into a noisy and chaotic marketplace.

Each representative, in order to contribute fewer people and fewer carts of supplies, would argue until their faces were red. There were even a few legendary figures who had friction and disputes with each other who almost came to blows. In the end, the demigod-level powerhouses maintaining order each threw one out of the hall to cool off, and only then did the atmosphere in the hall return to calm.

Even if the seven demigods were strong enough inside the room, able to fight more than a dozen high-level legendary figures each, trying to persuade the tribes behind these legendary figures to willingly send out their tribal warriors to fight a dangerous war in the Centaur Kingdom that currently seemed to have little to do with them was no easy task.

While the representatives of Mansha City were taking action, how could the largest force in the wilderness, the Temple of Nature, be idle?

As a devout petitioner of the Oak Tree Temple, Leidel was also carrying out a temporary mission assigned by the temple, rushing to a medium-sized tribe that usually had a good relationship with the Oak Tree Temple, to persuade the tribe's leader to raise supplies and dispatch manpower to support the war that was about to begin in the south.

The Goddess of Spring was currently preoccupied. In order not to be taken advantage of by other gods, she needed to move her own kingdom of God near the kingdom of the Oak Father before her divine power weakened. The people of the Spring Country were the source of the Goddess of Spring's divine power. This sudden invasion of demons that erupted from the human duchy she watched over was a devastating blow to her faith base. Already just a weak divine power god, now losing millions of devout believers, it was foreseeable that in the next few decades or hundreds of years, she would not have extra divine power to hide the location of her kingdom of God, and at the same time, she would not have enough divine power to ensure that her kingdom of God would not be invaded.

At the same time, in order to save her believers as much as possible, the Goddess of Spring activated the Saint Avatar sealed under the main temple of the royal capital, descended a wisp of divine spirit, and separated a considerable portion of divine power to help the royal capital hold out until now. Otherwise, Ancheng, the royal capital of the Spring Country surrounded by hundreds of thousands of demon troops, could not have stood tall until now.

And the loss of the Goddess of Spring was that this avatar, which the Temple of Spring had painstakingly found and cultivated, was completely abandoned after the end of this war. The next avatar body that could accommodate the Goddess of Spring's divine spirit and withstand divine power would not know how much time and effort it would take to find and cultivate.

Every avatar left by a god in the material world is a consumable because no mortal can withstand the powerful mental strength of the gods, as well as the divine power system that is completely detached from the power laws of the material world. Even a level 20 saint who has already touched the threshold of the gods, voluntarily giving up direct consciousness and handing over the body to the gods, only allows this avatar to stay in the material world for a few more years. Such an avatar can already be classified into the ranks of the gods, and the will of the Ferman world will not allow such a powerful existence to pose a threat to itself, and will eventually repel it into the endless void.

As allies, Sylvanus, the Oak Father, the Tree of Life, Yggdrasil, Cyrrollalee, the God of Wildness, and other nature gods, after receiving the request for help from the Goddess of Spring, began to draw and organize the backbone of their respective temples in the Ferman world, preparing to provide support to the Spring Country. However, the Spring Country was defeated miserably. According to the current situation, it may not be able to hold on until the support of the nature gods arrives, and the Spring Country will cease to exist.

The nature gods with sufficient cognition and foresight were clear that even if the Spring Country were to perish, their actions could not stop. The innate destructiveness of the abyss creatures and their chaotic nature were a disaster for the Ferman world. And the nature gods who are determined to maintain the balance of nature, of course, know how much damage this disaster will cause to the Ferman world, so they spare no effort to carry out support and subsequent blocking tasks.

Countless knights of the Temple of Nature rode on war horses, raised their battle flags at the summons of the gods, and began to gather in the direction of Mansha City. Countless wilderness tribal teams, with their strong footsteps, walked out of their homes and rushed towards Mansha City.

At the same time, the Green Field Plains on the edge of the Mansha Wilderness were also facing their crisis.

Allen didn't know how much had happened outside at this time. He only knew one thing: behind the current tranquility of the Green Field Plains, there was a cloud of gloom that he couldn't see.

"I don't care what method you use, within a month, I want to see all the warriors in the tribe have a complete set of armor!! Also, prepare as many spare weapons as possible!"

Manduli, this gray dwarf, has now regained his freedom. Except for not being able to leave the Green Field territory, everything else is up to him, as long as he and his wife Shalihua do their job.

Manduli is not stupid. The life in the surface world is completely different from the life in the underground world. There is no place that makes him feel more comfortable than Green Lake Village. How could he run?

"Yes, Chief, I will definitely work overtime and take these lazy bastards to prepare what you need!!"

Although he knew that the matter was difficult, Manduli still nodded and bowed to Allen with a flattering expression. This flattering skill that he had developed in the underground world, even if he knew that Allen didn't buy it, he still couldn't change it.

"But Chief, can I ask a question? Are we going to fight with which tribe if we make so many armors and weapons?"

"This is none of your business, do your job!!"

Allen glared at Manduli, causing him to smile awkwardly and nod to show his understanding.

"I have already ordered A-Xiao to fully start work at their mine this month to provide you with more refined iron, so you don't have to worry about supplies."

"Yes, yes, yes, then I can rest assured."

It's just that Allen didn't know that often a small request can push a thing forward a big step.

This is a transition chapter, starting tomorrow, it will be back to 6,000 words!!

The little lion Suning lost, which is frustrating. I originally said that I would win yesterday and win the championship to burst a wave, but now I am also disheartened.

Sad!