Green Monster Epic

“Chief Arielle, you are also in a situation beyond your control. If you really lose your life at the hands of these drow, what do you think the future of your tribe will be??”

“Can you bear to see the millennia-long heritage of the Snowmei clan ultimately buried in your hands??”

“Humph!! That's just fear-mongering. The charter and rules of the Mansha Alliance are there. Let's see who dares to touch my Snowmei clan!!”

“Fear-mongering?? You and I both know what kind of ambition and methods the green-skinned leader Allen next door has. Without you sitting in the tribe, can that little guy who just got promoted in your tribe be a match for this Allen guy??”

“Or rather, you have already been plotted against by him. Isn't the hearts of most of the lower-level trolls in the Snowmei tribe already leaning towards the green skins??”

After all, Philémon is the host of the Church of Nature in the north. The intelligence channels of the church are much stronger than ordinary tribes, and the talents in the church are much stronger than ordinary tribes. As long as he is interested in researching and paying attention, Philémon can see clearly many things hidden under the surface rule.

"… …"

Arielle turned his head to the side with a cold face.

“Come back and rejoin the ranks of my Church of Nature. I can't guarantee anything else, but at least I can guarantee the stability of your Snowmei clan for the next few hundred years. I will never let Allen, this hobgoblin, encroach on even a single bit of your clan's interests.”

“As long as I am still sitting in the position of High Priest in the north, then my promise will always be valid.”

In order to make up for the mistakes of previous years and re-stabilize his position, Philémon was also determined.

“At the same time, I advise you to let go of your hostility towards the drow, also for the sake of your tribe. Obviously, the drow will not give up the territory of Bone City and return it to you, and you yourself do not have the strength to counterattack and take it back.”

“Now, you occupy Nasir Fortress, control the throat of the Mansha trade route, and your income and life are better than when you were in Bone City, aren't they? Why bother coming back to suffer!!”

“As long as you have a good relationship with the drow and have their support behind you, then your tribe will be more stable in Nasir Fortress.”

… … … …

The drow matriarchs, Lilian and the others, knew Arielle's aversion to them, so they left after showing their faces. The half-elf Philémon, who was left alone, moved a chair and sat beside Arielle, earnestly persuading the troll.

“Heh heh, what is the nature of the drow? You actually want me to trust them and cooperate with them??”

Arielle curled his lips downward, looking at the half-elf with eyes full of sarcasm.

The fact that the Church of Nature intends to win over the drow and their god, the Spider Queen, is clear to many tribes in the wilderness. Over the years, the Church of Nature has been pushing for the drow to join the Mansha Alliance, but it has been opposed by some tribes in the wilderness and secretly resisted by other camps' churches, and ultimately failed.

Especially the major tribes in the Northern Territory, except for Allen, who wanted to obtain the approval of the Church of Nature on the matter of annexing the Aginaga tribe, and after the two sides exchanged conditions, he no longer insisted on expressing his opposition. The other tribes all looked at this group of invaders with hostile eyes.

Everyone has a brain. The drow of the Hozier Federation are powerful, and they are a serious threat to the major tribes in the Northern Territory. If one day they suddenly send troops to attack their own tribe, no one can guarantee that they will be able to defend their territory.

Compared to the wilderness tribes who know the bottom line, the drow's insidious, ruthless, and insatiable legends have always been circulating in children's stories. Although it may not be their true character, the fact that they invaded the wilderness and annexed the territories of the Snowmei and Raven's Claw tribes is a very real reality.

“My friend, in fact, the drow are not as unbearable as you think!!”

Philémon smiled wryly and continued to persuade.

“Those legends were originally the elves who exiled the drow, deliberately vilifying the image of the drow. Otherwise, the ancestor of the drow clan, the Spider Queen Rose, could not have become the Queen of the Elves back then!!”

“In any case, the drow are also a branch separated from the elf lineage. If they are so unbearable, how good can the elves, who are of the same lineage, be??”

“Let's be more clear. The current situation of this group of drow in the Hozier Federation is not as powerful as they appear on the surface. After migrating from the underground, although they escaped the cruel struggle of the underground world, correspondingly, they also lost more room for maneuver.”

“In the underground world, even if the city-state is destroyed, they can simply move to more remote and sinister underground areas. Although there are fewer resources and greater risks, they at least have a chance to breathe. But in our Fayman world, the northwest is their archenemy, the Elven Kingdom, which can't wait to wipe out the drow who have tarnished the elven bloodline and erase them from this world; the Dwarven Kingdom in the northeast, although it doesn't have too much malice, after losing a large area of territory to the Elven Kingdom, it is impossible for the stubborn dwarves to recognize the drow, a race with similar appearances but darker skin.”

“Now, the passage to return to the underground world is guarded by heavy troops sent by the Dwarven Kingdom. The foundation in the underground was occupied by other city-states shortly after they abandoned it, which makes it impossible for Lilian and the others to retreat.”

“The strength of the drow tribes who migrated to the wilderness is more than enough to maintain their current state, but not enough to make progress. If the alliance really feels threatened, in fact, it only needs one or two churches to take the lead and mobilize the power of a dozen tribes in the north to be enough to wipe out this drow force without support.”

“It's not that we don't want to take back the territory for your tribe, but you also have to consider the safety of the entire wilderness!!”

“The Father of the Oak is the strongest support of my natural divine system against the divine systems behind the four major civilizations. Now, His fall has immediately weakened the strength of my natural divine system by half. The confrontation between divine systems is not only determined by the number of gods, but also the strength and influence of the core gods play an extremely important role.”

“Although my Lord, the God of Nature, has now inherited most of the authority and divine power of the Father of the Oak, He will inevitably be at a disadvantage for a long time when He leads the natural divine system to contend with the other four major divine systems. Unless my Lord completely masters the authority of the Father of the Oak and gains a firm foothold in the position of a powerful god, it will be really difficult to contend with other divine systems.”

“Gods are eternal and unchanging, and time has no meaning for them, but it has great significance for us civilizations and forces that depend on the divine system. In these long years, the kingdoms of human civilization and elven civilization cannot possibly let go of this great opportunity. They are bound to be planning and preparing for an invasion of the wilderness.”

"Therefore, we need to ally with other powerful deities during this period of the decline of the natural pantheon to overcome the current difficulties together. Lolth, the Spider Queen behind the Drow, is a suitable choice as a powerful deity who can independently contend with the Elven King for countless years."

"… … … …"

During the difficult and lengthy negotiations, time passed bit by bit. Arier's expression gradually softened, but these insignificant reasons alone wouldn't be enough to truly persuade him. Philemon would need more time and benefits to open Arier's troll heart.

Allen calmly stayed in Nasir Fortress, but he didn't stay in Maggot Eye's castle. During the day, he would always put on a hooded cloak, disguise himself, and wander around the city, observing the movements of the trolls in the eastern territory.

Allen noticed the few little tails following him, but he didn't bother with them. They were probably arranged by Bobiel before his departure to monitor Allen. Anyway, the Green Field Tribe's spies in the city had already contacted him and were constantly sending information about the city's events, big and small, to Allen through imperceptible channels. These little jackals behind him didn't notice at all.

The trolls of Snow Mido didn't seem to know about the imprisonment of their tribal chief. So far, the trolls in the eastern district were still living a peaceful and quiet life, with no signs of troop movements or alerts.

Furthermore, the continuous flow of information verified Allen's guess that Tim, the acting leader of the Snow Mido tribe, was still in the mood to enjoy himself in the entertainment district of Moor Fortress, and only returned to his castle to rest late at night.

On the other hand, Ivonne, the high priestess in charge of the Oakleaf Temple in Nasir Fortress, seemed to have received information and quietly went south to report the situation to the Northern High Priest and discuss the next course of action.

Unknowingly, after a leisurely stroll, Allen arrived at the most remote corner of the western district, the northwestern corner blocked by towering canyon cliffs and the high walls of the city defense. Because this area is close to the cliff and rarely sees sunlight throughout the year, it is basically only inhabited by exiled elderly, weak, sick, and disabled, or thieves and robbers who are accustomed to foraging in the dark.

Of course, besides that, there is also a very important church for the gnolls, standing here.

The temple of Yeenoghu, the Lord of the 422nd layer of the Infinite Abyss and the only gnoll who is comparable to a deity, is located in this shadowy and decaying place. And Yeenoghu's most loyal believer, Cole, the legendary priest of the Ravenous Claws and second only to Maggot Eye in strength, is also stationed in this temple for a long time, ostensibly to spread Yeenoghu's divine light and listen to the suffering of the tribe, but in reality, he is restricted by Maggot Eye to this unpromising place.

Maggot Eye, the gnoll leader, isn't very clever, but at least there is one thing that his tribe should be grateful for, and that is the suppression of the faith in the King of Gnolls.

Although the King of Gnolls has always dreamed of the prosperity of the gnoll race, and his countless conspiracies in the abyss are also for this purpose, so he has a supreme position in the minds of many gnolls. However, it is precisely because of the failure of his countless conspiracies that he understands a truth: it is almost impossible to occupy a place in the Fayman world and allow the gnolls to multiply.

Therefore, many years ago, Yeenoghu began to shift the focus of his operations back to the 422nd layer of the Infinite Abyss. The loyal believers and followers of the gnoll race in the Fayman world have always been engaged in various conspiracy activities under his guidance, wantonly destroying the stability of the major civilized worlds and the wilderness, but those are just pawns that Yeenoghu wants to use to confuse outsiders.

It is precisely because he regards the gnoll race in the Fayman world as expendable pawns that Yeenoghu often does not care about the losses and costs of his followers when formulating conspiracy plans, and even treats his own people with more cruelty and tyranny.

When Maggot Eye was young, he personally experienced the various acts against ethics and disregard for the interests of the tribe committed by the followers of the King of Gnolls under the leadership of Yeenoghu's priests. Therefore, from the time he advanced to legend and became the leader of the Ravenous Claws, he has continuously suppressed the living space of Yeenoghu's believers and restricted Cole, Yeenoghu's earthly preacher, from his power in the tribe.

Even when the tribe was driven out of Chillwind Depths by the Drow, even when enduring the strong pressure from the Green Field Tribe, Maggot Eye never thought of using Yeenoghu's power to contend with the Drow and Allen.

Cole's life is very miserable. As a loyal believer of Yeenoghu, if he wants to please Yeenoghu in exchange for more powerful divine spells, he needs to develop enough believers for Yeenoghu or complete a series of divine decrees issued by Yeenoghu.

However, under Maggot Eye's surveillance and suppression, Cole has tried his best but has never been able to develop many believers in the Ravenous Claws tribe. As for Yeenoghu's many divine decrees, Cole has no chance to complete them, and Maggot Eye directly led the tribe's elite to slaughter all the followers who followed Cole.

Cole has thought about leaving with the believers he has developed and establishing a foundation of his own. With his legendary strength and the group of not-so-stupid guys under him, it is at least more promising than being stared to death by Maggot Eye in the Ravenous Claws tribe.

However, a divine thought from Yeenoghu, the King of Gnolls, completely dispelled Cole's thoughts. For some reason, Yeenoghu simply did not allow Cole to leave the Ravenous Claws, but instead asked him to face the difficulties and continue to persevere in the tribe.

Faced with the requirements of the god he believed in, Cole could only compromise helplessly and develop his preaching in the Ravenous Claws tribe with difficulty.

"May my Lord's divine power protect you, my child."

The gray-white light flickered in his hand. Cole cast a divine spell to extract a dark energy from the body of a devoutly praying, sick gnoll. Then, the magic of the healing spell began to take effect in the gnoll's body. The pain in the gnoll's eyes slowly disappeared, and the ferocious face gradually regained its calm.

Who would have thought that Yeenoghu's believers, known for their brutality and terror, would now put on an expression of healing the sick and saving lives, just like the priests of the natural temple.

"Glory to the King of Gnolls!!"

The old gnoll, whose physical pain had been relieved, slowly crawled up from the damp stone slabs in front of the temple and bowed gratefully to Cole.

When the figure of the old gnoll disappeared, the originally kind-looking gnoll priest's expression changed. His pupils, which reflected red light under the illumination of the surrounding brazier flames, shot straight at the unknown visitor who was gradually moving from light to darkness.