Green Monster Epic

Chapter 462: Allen's Awareness

On the desolate trade route, a fine prairie warhorse galloped, and on its back, a robust Earth Goblin male relentlessly lashed his whip, showing no mercy to the steed beneath him.

Ever since the Church of Nature sent the news of Elder Mano's possible encounter with a Legend and his temporary disappearance to Sean, the representative of the Ajina Tribe in Mansha City, Sean himself felt that something was amiss and that he had to immediately report this news to Chieftain Byler and the others.

Sean immediately dispatched his subordinates to send this information back to the tribe. However, the journey was long and arduous, and even with the most elite warriors, it would probably take a month for the information to reach the tribe.

The weary warhorse's mouth foamed with thick white froth, and its pace gradually slowed. Suddenly, its front legs lost their strength, and the horse rolled several times on the road, throwing the rider off its back.

The Earth Goblin warrior had already leaped up the moment the warhorse started to roll, landing steadily on the ground. By the time the warhorse stopped rolling and struggled and whined on the ground, the Earth Goblin warrior had already started sprinting north on his powerful legs, abandoning the horse.

As he watched the Kator Mountains draw closer and closer, he could already see the creeping shadows of the mountain range's spurs on the distant ground. The Earth Goblin warrior quickened his pace, hoping to deliver the important letter he carried to the chieftain as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, in the distant Na'Mur Fortress, preparations were underway for a temporary Thorns Ring team meeting, and representatives from all sides were arriving.

Among them, Allen, the leader who rarely participated in team meetings, actually showed up this time, which surprised Byler somewhat. After all, just a few months ago, he had specifically sent Elder Mano of the tribe to pay a visit to Allen, but ultimately, they didn't even get to see Allen's face.

What surprised Byler even more was that not only did Allen appear, but Eric, another Legendary human powerhouse from his tribe, also appeared with him in Na'Mur Fortress.

According to Allen, many of the Green Field Tribe's affairs would be handed over to Eric in the future. He brought Eric along to familiarize him with everyone so that they could find Eric if they couldn't find Allen in the future.

Byler couldn't find anything wrong with this explanation, and he didn't suspect anything. After all, he couldn't possibly suspect that the leader of a mid-sized tribe with only thirty to forty thousand people would have the audacity to deal with him and his tribe.

At the same time, Byler also thought about other issues. Now that Allen had taken the initiative to show up, he would personally invite him to the castle for a chat after the meeting to discuss their relationship.

If this Bear Goblin compatriot was unwilling to walk the same path as him, then he didn't need to share the fortress's profits with an opponent.

In addition to Allen, the Legend, the only other notable representative sent by the other tribes was Nicol, the Ogre leader of the Barren Heart. As Byler expected, most of the other tribal representatives were just high-level war professions from their tribes. The Urok Tribe even sent the chieftain's grand-nephew, whose level was only mid-level 11.

When sending messages to the members of each tribe, Byler also mentioned the reason for holding this meeting. If they didn't support Snowmi and Crow Claw's plan to send troops to counterattack, then they wouldn't send people who could make decisions to attend this meeting, otherwise the scene would inevitably be difficult to control.

It was better to send a junior from the tribe who had no say in anything to attend the meeting, just to listen. When it came time to vote, they had no right to decide, so let the Troll and Gnoll shout as they pleased. After all, it wouldn't be good to get rough with these juniors.

"Allen, the last time Mano brought people to discuss something with you, why weren't you in the tribe?"

The meeting hadn't started yet, because some members hadn't arrived at Byler's castle. Taking advantage of this time, Byler approached Allen and chatted with him with a smile.

As the Ajina Tribe's position and strength gradually increased, Byler had served as the Thorns Ring's leader for several terms. Therefore, in order to show the strength of his tribe, the team's meetings were often moved to Byler's castle, and this time was no exception.

"I heard Stoneborn and the others mention it when I came back."

Allen responded with an apologetic smile, "I'm very sorry, I did have something to do before. I went to Mansha City in the south."

"I wonder if Mano had anything to discuss with me?"

"Well, there is something I want to talk to you about. It's not convenient now. Why don't you stay after this meeting and we can chat?"

Byler extended an invitation, his tiger eyes carefully watching Allen.

"Okay, no problem."

Allen agreed readily with a smile on his face.

Allen's face showed no hesitation, and Byler, who should have been happy, instead felt a bit of doubt in his heart. However, as the last member arrived in the hall, Byler had to suppress the doubts in his heart and begin to preside over today's meeting.

Allen, who had a smile on his face, didn't feel as relaxed as he appeared. A haze was forming in the depths of his eyes, because this meeting had an outsider who didn't belong to the Thorns Ring -- a priest of the Church of Nature wearing an ocher robe and a badge of oak fruit on his chest.

"Let me introduce you, this is Blake, the head priest of the Church of Nature stationed in my tribe's Na'Mur Fortress."

Just as Allen was guessing the strength of the unfamiliar Half-Orc face in front of him, Byler began to introduce the Half-Orc's identity to the allies, completely confirming the relationship between their tribe and the Church of Nature.

Ever since the Melodie incident, a cloud had been hanging over Byler's heart. His sensitive spiritual world always felt that some danger was approaching his tribe, but after thinking about it, Byler couldn't figure out what could threaten his tribe.

It was better to be careful. No matter where the danger came from, as long as he ensured that his and his tribe's strength was strong enough, then Byler would be invincible.

With two fortresses that had been managed for countless years and tens of thousands of tribal warriors stationed there, the possibility of Nasir and Na'Mur Fortress being breached in a short period of time was extremely low.

With Mano absent from the fortress, Byler was indeed a bit thin in top-tier strength with just one Legend, but fortunately, the precarious Ajina Tribe and the Church of Nature were in their honeymoon period.

The powerful Church of Nature simply arranged for a priest at the initial stage of Legend to be the head priest of the church in Na'Mur Fortress, showing the depth of their church's foundation while also better drawing closer to the Ajina Tribe.

Bileir naturally welcomed the arrangement and wasn't worried that the church's legendary powerhouse would pose a threat to his tribe. After all, there had never been a case of a temple directly leading a tribe.

“May nature be with you, High Priest.”

“Nature…”

The group respectfully greeted the half-orc high priest, while several subtle glances were exchanged.

Allen was conflicted. He hadn't expected the meeting, which should have been internal to the Ring of Thorns, to include the high priest of the Church of Nature. No one could foresee the impact this would have on his plans.

Moreover, Allen couldn't know whether the high priest's sudden appearance at the meeting meant they had sensed something. Perhaps, just outside the seemingly noisy reception hall, a group of fully armed elite guards was lurking, waiting for their chieftain Bileir to give the order to surround and kill Allen and the others.

But Allen was already committed. The numerous measures deployed outside would be triggered at the appointed time, leaving him no room for regret. At this point, any suspicious movement could arouse the suspicion of the earth spirit leader at the head of the table.

And Allen had only this one chance to seize.

His brain was working at lightning speed, weighing the pros and cons to convince himself to make the most difficult decision of his life.

After introducing the new face, the meeting proceeded under Bileir's chairmanship. But Allen's ears were deaf to these trivial matters. He was constantly struggling internally until he finally made his final decision.

“In a moment, aim your new domain power directly at that high priest of the Church of Nature!”

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the group was discussing Yariel's proposal, Allen leaned close to Eric beside him and whispered his idea.

“Are you sure?”

Eric's expression paused slightly. He tried to restrain his emotions, turning his head to confirm with Allen in a low voice.

“We have no retreat. It doesn't matter if we offend the Church of Nature. After we get through this hurdle, we'll find a way to explain it to them.”

Allen's heart was heavy, but he wore a smile on his face. While talking to Eric, he occasionally exchanged glances with others.

“Okay!”

Eric replied in a deep voice.

After reaching a consensus with Eric, Allen's heart gradually calmed down. When facing the questioning gazes of Maggot Eye and Yariel several times, he returned their gazes with a firm look. As for whether they understood the meaning in his eyes, that was unknown.

The meeting gradually unfolded in a not-so-intense atmosphere of discussion. Over the course of more than one magic hour, the tribal representatives expressed their opinions on several important issues, such as launching a counterattack against the Northern Territory and increasing assistance to Snow Miri and the Raven's Claw.

“Allen, what do you think…”

Just as Bileir was about to focus on Allen, who had been silent, a surge of magical energy swept over the hearts of everyone present. Those at the legendary level and above felt their hackles rise; it was the result of a conditioned reflex. Even the lowest-ranking kobold representative present noticed this unusual movement.

“Bileir, you…”

“Damn it!!!”

The group's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately turned their anger towards Bileir, the earth spirit chieftain. Who else but him could cause such a commotion in his territory?

Just as the group was angrily confronting Bileir, Eric, the human who had been silent for a long time, seemingly closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes and stomped on the solid ground without warning.

A subtle magical aura flowed from beneath Eric's feet, quickly enveloping Black, who was 7-8 meters to the left and front. In the magical vibrations of the opening of the magic lock, it was almost imperceptible. However, suddenly moving a weapon in such an environment startled everyone, and they all turned their attention to Eric.

However, there was someone who acted even faster than the others. At the same time as Eric drew his longsword, Allen leaped from his chair, pouncing directly on Black, the half-orc in the ochre robe.

“Hm?”

Black's pupils contracted, and he instinctively began to chant, preparing to activate the protective spells of the magical items on his body. But when his syllables fell, the expected magic did not appear.

Pfft!!!

Allen's bear paw slammed down, hitting Black's arms.

Crack!!!

“You dare!!!”

Bileir slapped out with his palm, aiming directly at Allen's head, while roaring fiercely.

The half-orc's physical fitness was decent, but under the angry blow of Allen, a legendary powerhouse, his powerful arms snapped into two sections, twisting and falling to the ground.

Smack!!!

Allen's left palm followed up, slamming down on his right palm, gaining the blessing of this power. The bear paw, which had been blocked earlier, once again embedded itself in the half-orc's head. At the same time, Bileir's large fist landed on Allen's right cheek, making a loud bang.

Pfft!!!

Black, the legendary priest who had just been introduced to everyone, never expected that this would be his burial place.

When Black's large head exploded like a watermelon, with countless white brains and red blood splattering around, Allen, the main attacker, was also blasted back by Bileir's punch, slamming into the solid stone wall behind the hall, embedding his entire body in it.

“Clang!!!”

“Tch!!!”

Bileir didn't feel any joy after landing a blow because the object he was protecting was now a headless corpse. Without dwelling on why Allen, this bear earth spirit, would suddenly burst out and kill, Bileir, influenced by his excited emotions, only wanted to take the life of Allen, this bastard, to vent his anger.

“Are you all dead? Why aren't you rushing in to kill the enemy!!!”

With his warhammer in hand, Bileir swung it at Allen, who was embedded in the wall, while roaring loudly, calling for the warriors of the Ajina tribe outside the castle to come in and kill the enemy.

Ding!!!

“Tch!!!”

Allen broke free from the shackles of the wall, and the Bone Cleaver appeared in his hand, just in time to block Bileir's warhammer. At the same time, a mouthful of green phlegm was spat at Bileir in front of him, and his right cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although his mind was a little dizzy, Allen didn't forget to turn his head to the other side and shouted almost simultaneously.

“What are you waiting for? Why aren't you making a move?”

Following Allen's shout, the spacious reception hall was stirred up. The clanging sound of several weapons being drawn could be heard endlessly, and Bileir's mood, as these figures revealed their hideous faces one after another, plummeted to the bottom.