Green Monster Epic

Above the sky, the powerhouses of both sides stared warily at their opponents, while quickly recovering their strength and energy, ready for the next possible battle.

Judging from the situation, the drow had already gained an advantage in the battle. The wasteland powerhouse Ulcer Eye was seriously injured, and they were also at a disadvantage in terms of quantity and quality. Fortunately, this was the wasteland's home field. The army on the city, ready to fight, formed into formations, although it was difficult to attack the powerhouses in the sky, they could form battle formations to contend against legends with the power of the group. In cooperation with the city defense works and the containment of other legendary leaders, they could at least maintain an undefeated situation.

Deborah, Lillian, and other matrons were not satisfied with the results in front of them. Their eyes were full of provocation and sarcasm, and the whips, warhammers, and other weapons in their hands were constantly stirring up small storms of war. However, it was obvious that the leader of this battle was not these matrons, but the more powerful demigod, Penny Lay.

Penny Lay took the initiative to stop and stood opposite the bear goblin Allen, who looked to be in unfavorable condition, which made Lillian and the drow somewhat unable to grasp Penny Lay's thoughts.

"Hehe, I don't think there is any need for us to continue fighting. Why don't we just stop here and have a good chat."

Penny Lay's face was radiant, as if the previous fight was just a joke between them. Stopping the war was as easy as drinking water.

Allen couldn't care less about the joy of advancing at this time. He glanced at the situation of his companions in the sky. Although he didn't want to, reality told him that he had to accept the other party's suggestion.

"Okay."

Lillian, Deborah, and other drow's expressions changed slightly. As companions, they were puzzled by Penny Lay's suggestion. Except for the legendary powerhouse Ulcer Eye who was severely injured, the prestige battle they had agreed upon before should now be officially entering the topic.

According to the plan, Penny Lay and the others' proactive provocation this time should at least severely damage more wasteland powerhouses, make them feel a huge sense of frustration, and be suppressed back into the city, so as to achieve the purpose of deterrence and lay a solid foundation for subsequent negotiations.

However, Penny Lay's sudden stop now, at least in the eyes of the matrons Lillian, their purpose of deterrence had not yet been achieved. This could be reflected from the fighting spirit and resentment still remaining in the eyes of the wasteland powerhouses on the opposite side.

Lillian flicked her sleeves and floated towards Penny Lay's direction, leaned to the other party's ear, lowered her voice, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Why? We need a reasonable explanation!!"

Penny Lay turned her head and glanced at Lillian with her phoenix eyes, without giving the other party any response, just using her eyes to indicate that she had her own reasons, and dismissed Lillian like this.

Lillian's already dissatisfied face was now covered with frost, but she quickly restrained herself, after all, there were still wasteland powerhouses watching around. For the sake of the overall situation, she couldn't turn against Penny Lay at this time.

Allen's eyes were like torches, engraving the expressions of the two matrons into his brain at this moment. Although he didn't know what happened to them, at least some things were still worth paying attention to.

Lillian returned to the drow's team. The matrons whispered to each other, with different expressions on their faces. Besides that, there were no other actions. At the same time, Allen waved his hand, and Cole immediately flew over upon seeing this. After Allen whispered a few words, Cole took the instructions and went to the wasteland powerhouse team, and stated in a low voice.

The powerhouses on both sides were somewhat uncomfortable. A moment ago, everyone was fighting desperately, but now they suddenly had to sit down and negotiate peacefully. Without a real victory or defeat, the attitude of either side would naturally not be soft or weak.

However, although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, everyone had their own concerns: the drow had to consider the attitude of Penny Lay, the demigod matron, who was the trump card to deter the wasteland powerhouses. Without her sitting in town, although the drow powerhouses could gain an advantage in the battle, the advantage was also very limited, and they could not achieve their true purpose; the wasteland powerhouses recognized the fact that continuing to fight would ultimately lead to their failure, and there was almost no possibility of a comeback. If it hadn't been for Allen's sudden eruption just now, just a magic released by the demigod would have caused heavy damage to the wasteland powerhouses.

Ariel's expression was very complicated, with both shame and worry. Together with the drow legends who came with him, he slowly landed on the familiar north wall of Nasir Fortress. Facing the troll warriors who used to be respectful to him, Ariel always felt that their eyes were filled with strong disappointment and hostility, that feeling was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

A team of capable warriors cleaned up an open space, moved tables, chairs, and furniture to set up a venue large enough to accommodate nearly twenty powerhouses to sit down together.

"Please sit down, everyone!!"

Ulcer Eye was seriously injured at this time, and his spirit was not good either. Tim was not recognized by everyone in terms of strength or status, so he could only bear a black face, Allen, who looked more like a drow than the drow, simply cleaned the scorched skin on his body while arranging for everyone to sit down.

The drow's willingness to take the initiative to stop and sit down to negotiate not only made Filimon, the Northern High Priest of the God of Nature, happy, but also pleased the wasteland powerhouses such as Fendi.

The strength of Matron Penny Lay, the demigod, was there. Just a powerful magic released with all her strength made it difficult for the legendary powerhouses in the field to resist. This threat and suppression made the wasteland powerhouses very helpless. Even if Allen suddenly erupted with powerful strength and broke this magic, if Penny Lay released another powerful magic, with Allen's current embarrassed and somewhat strong-willed aura, it would be difficult for him to do the same as before, right?

Everyone always thought that Allen's eruption must have been using some secret technique, or some kind of desperate killing move, but they never thought that Allen was actually promoted to demigod in the battle.

Of course, under the condition that his anger had not been completely transformed, and his spirit and body had not made rapid progress, except for Penny Lay, who was also a demigod, who could vaguely feel the change in Allen's essence, it was impossible for others to guess that Allen's strength had already undergone a qualitative leap.

Crack!

Black scabs were slowly cracking under the dual effects of healing potions and scrolls, revealing the tender skin with a new green color inside. Between the blood vessels under the skin, the liquefied anger was constantly nourishing Allen's broken muscles and bones. Although he couldn't see inside, Allen could still strongly feel that he was gradually becoming stronger, even stronger than before.

"Since the matrons are willing to stop and sit down to negotiate, it is a good thing for all of us."

Although newly promoted to demigod, and with an unstable foundation, Allen was even more aware that now was a great opportunity to establish his authority. Therefore, he spoke with confidence, his aura matching that of the drow mothers before him, not losing out at all.

"However, you started the conflict, and now you want to stop and negotiate. Do you really think my wilderness is an insect that can be bullied?"

"He he he, Chief Allen has such great momentum!"

"We don't have the idea of ​​underestimating your wilderness experts. It is precisely because we respect you wilderness experts that we will help Chief Yariel get justice."

Penny Le was not to be outdone. Her demeanor was charming as she spoke and laughed. The natural charm she exuded made many warriors around her look dazed, and her tone was gentle, but her eyes were very firm.

"I have never heard of a tribe being able to abolish the tribal leader when the tribal leader is not present. Chief Allen, if you encounter such a thing one day, wouldn't you be very upset?"

Penny Le originally wanted to give the wilderness natives a show of force, so that they could recognize the gap in strength between each other, and then sit down and ask for a sky-high price. However, after realizing that Allen had broken through in battle, she immediately revised her plan and took the initiative to stop fighting with the wilderness experts.

The advancement of this hobgoblin, Allen, has a profound impact on the future of the Northern Territory, especially with the methods and abilities he has already demonstrated. Penny Le believes that if he is given some time, with his current strength and ability, although restricted by the rules and regulations of the Mansha Alliance, he will not be able to unify the Northern Territory forces, but he can definitely unite the tribes in the Northern Territory to face the outside world together.

Unless, she can kill him at this moment and eliminate future troubles forever, otherwise the development of the situation in the Northern Territory will inevitably move in a direction unfavorable to the Drow Federation.

However, Penny Le was not sure that she could kill Allen. After all, this is their wilderness tribe's sphere of influence. As long as they shrink into the city's defenses below, and cooperate with the army lined up in the city to defend, it would not be difficult to delay for ten and a half months, waiting for more wilderness tribe members to support from the south.

The best result would be that Penny Le's group of drow experts would use their flexible mobility and powerful attack power to inflict heavy damage on the living area within Nasir Fortress, destroying and massacring the residents in the city who had no resistance.

But if they do this, it will inevitably lead to a strong retaliation from the Mansha Alliance, and it is not impossible to even mobilize resources to completely wipe out the Hochia Drow Federation from the wilderness.

"That is also a matter for my wilderness tribe, and it seems to have nothing to do with Mother Penny Le, right? Or, when your Hochia Federation joins my Mansha Alliance, you will be qualified to stand up for Chief Yariel."

Allen responded calmly, glancing at Yariel, whose face did not seem very good.

"Chief Allen may not know, Chief Yariel has officially signed an alliance agreement with my Hochia Federation. From now on, our two clans will be firm allies, jointly maintaining the peace of the Northern Territory."

"Of course, we also welcome the tribes represented by everyone present to join and contribute to maintaining a peaceful and prosperous Northern Territory!"

Lilian, on the side, did not look at Penny Le's slightly opened mouth and spoke first.

"This matter is personally led by Philemon, the chief priest of the Church of Nature. If you don't believe it, you can ask him."

"Uh, I can testify."

Philemon, who was suddenly named, paused slightly, but immediately reacted, calmed down, and said slowly.

"This is actually for the sake of the stability of your Northern Territory. In recent years, due to the mutual resistance and friction between you, the trade exchanges in the north have been greatly reduced. If everyone can work together to maintain the stability of the Northern Territory and reach a consensus, then the Northern Territory's trade routes will surely restore their original appearance, and it will only be a matter of time."

"This is a good thing for everyone, I think..."

Although they were mentally prepared, Allen, Fendi, and others still looked a little ugly at this time. After all, this matter is a great threat to the balance of the Northern Territory. No one can guarantee what actions the powerful drow will take after colluding with the trolls.

"That is Yariel's personal behavior, and it does not represent the attitude of the more than 150,000 people of my Snow Mite tribe!"

At this moment, Tim, who originally had some expectations for Yariel, stood up and replied in a firm tone.

Faced with personal worship and tribal interests, Tim finally chose the tribe. After all, his family is also a member of the tribe. If the drow were to enter their Snow Mite tribe, it would be too great a threat to their tribe's future.

"Heh, it seems that after I went out for a while, you really think of me as a ghost!"

Yariel had to speak up. Mother Deborah beside him glared at him with cold eyes and a very unkind expression. In addition, he himself had to show the majesty of the chief, otherwise, even with the support of the drow, how would he control the tribe in the future if Tim and the others made such a fuss!

"I, Yariel, have asked myself to lead the Snow Mite clan for more than two hundred years, living and dying for the tribe, almost dying on the battlefield countless times. I didn't expect to get such a reward. Very good! Very good!!!"

Perhaps feeling emotional, Yariel's tone was bleak and low, and the loneliness of a hero in his twilight years was all in it.

"Everyone is not a stranger. Let's all witness how big a mistake I, Yariel, have made to make the cubs who watched me grow up and taught me hand-in-hand rebel!!!!!"

"Chief Yariel's words are a bit too much. If you do something wrong yourself, you should naturally be responsible for the mistake. You clearly know the blood feud between the drow and your tribe, but you still want to sign a contract with the drow. This obviously harms the interests of your entire tribe. It is right for them to vote to overthrow your rule!!"

"Chief Allen, this seems to be a matter for other people's tribe. It seems a bit unreasonable for you to intervene?"

"Look at my memory, I forgot to tell everyone that my Green Field, Raven's Claw, and Snow Mite tribes discussed it some time ago. In order to deal with the invasion of certain foreign forces, we jointly initialed an agreement. On matters concerning the common interests of the three tribes, the other two tribes have the right to participate..."

"So, compared to Mother Lilian and you, our two neighbors are more qualified to participate in Chief Yariel's conversation!!"

The conversation unfolded in fierce lip service. Yariel and Tim, the parties involved, did not say much, but the confrontation between Allen, Bobir, and Lilian was very frequent.