Green Monster Epic

Chapter 877: Crossing a Thousand Miles

Time turns back to several days ago, when the elven army arrived beneath the walls of Nasir Fortress, far away, thousands of miles away, at the War Hammer Fortress, the former homeland of the dwarven kingdom, Allen and Matron Mother Pennylane, along with the wilderness reinforcements, were stationed outside the fortress with the dwarves, confronting Mario's elven troops within the city.

The dwarves' counterattack was unexpected even to themselves, so they naturally couldn't have prepared any siege equipment. As for the wilderness army that had come from afar, it was even more impossible for them to bring such bulky and cumbersome things.

Therefore, although they seemed to be stationed outside the War Hammer Fortress all the time, they actually had no intention of attacking the city from the beginning.

No matter how dilapidated the War Hammer Fortress was, it was still a city built by the dwarves, who were skilled in mountain excavation and forging, at great cost. Sending the Thorns Coalition to attack the city would be like sending them to their deaths.

On the other hand, the dwarves went to the distant mountains and forests to cut down trees in a decent manner, building siege equipment on the spot, looking like they were preparing to attack the city with their existing forces.

"My Lord, the elven army has already reached Nasir Fortress!"

"Very good, report the latest progress to me at any time!"

"Send someone to notify the drow to activate it on time at twelve noon three days later."

The elves probably couldn't have imagined that in the wilderness army thousands of miles away, someone could directly communicate with the native goblins, receiving the news that would have taken at least several days to deliver in almost no time.

Except for necessary appearances, showing his face in the sky above the War Hammer Fortress, and stretching his body, Allen spent the rest of his time training the warriors of the Thorns Coalition and contacting Zerlang's consciousness in the distance through his divine consciousness.

Long-distance, high-intensity training, coupled with a surprise attack and fierce battle, had a remarkable effect on the Thorns Coalition, and they finally had some semblance of a real army.

Although they certainly couldn't be compared with drow officers and elven troops now, at least their changes in morale and tactical cultivation were visible.

Allen slowly withdrew his mind from meditation, and his heart also had some emotional fluctuations. The progress of the matter was indeed developing as the drow matron mother had expected, with almost no deviation.

After walking out of the military tent, Allen found Pennylane.

"The elven army has appeared under Nasir Fortress, with a scale of more than 300,000. Presumably, it is the force drawn from Thornburg!"

Besides herself, there were also Lilian, Matron Mother Deborah, and several other drow cores in Pennylane's military tent. They were not surprised at all to see Allen walking in directly. Even when he suddenly used a certain tone to say information that even they didn't know, the matron mothers smiled calmly.

Allen's journey to becoming a god was no longer a secret in the eyes of many powerful forces.

How keen were the drow matron mothers' thoughts? When they discovered that humans, the Church of Nature, and even the elves had tried to kill Allen, they had already developed great curiosity.

When they sent their eyes and ears to closely monitor Allen's every move, and at the same time observed the changes within the Green Field Tribe, starting from the God of Food, which was widely spread in the Green Field Tribe, they soon had an incredible guess in their minds.

It was precisely because of this guess that Pennylane and the others behaved more peacefully, politely, and sincerely when facing Allen in subsequent interactions.

Of course, it was good for everyone to know some things in their hearts, and no one would take the initiative to find Allen to verify them, but as long as they had this guess, they would naturally pay more attention to the various strange changes in him when peeking at interactions.

Allen had also noticed the other party's peeking at him long ago. Through this period of contact, he also understood the fact that his secret might have been detected. Therefore, when Pennylane told him her plan, because the plan was too risky and required a high degree of control over time, he simply said that he had a way to know the real-time situation in the Northern Territory in time, which added a lot of probability to the success of the plan.

Anyway, this method couldn't be hidden for long. For example, this time, the elves invaded. Allen, who was originally tens of thousands of miles away, suddenly put down everything and went north not long after the incident happened. As long as it fell into the eyes of interested people, they would naturally have doubts.

No one doubted the information Allen told Pennylane and the others at this time. After hearing about the elves' movements, they also had a small commotion, with expressions like seeing prey entering a trap.

"Then, it's time for us to take action!"

"After nightfall tonight, all troops will retreat!"

"We'll go prepare now!"

Everyone left, and Allen went back on his own, to discuss the retreat with Cole, Jerlang, and others.

After nightfall, the wilderness coalition soldiers, more than 200,000 of them, fully loaded with carts, slowly moved towards the east under the cover of night.

The elven general on the War Hammer Fortress did discover the drow's movements, but they themselves didn't know about Jeremy's group's actions at this time. Therefore, even if they noticed the enemy's movements, they wouldn't have thought that there was anything wrong.

After a night, the drow and Thorns Coalition soldiers had already advanced more than a hundred miles to the east, and then advanced for another half a day under the scorching sun, finally arriving at a narrow valley entrance.

A team of people was already stationed in the valley, among them was the figure of the dwarven goblin archmage Albad. The dwarven goblin, who should have been sitting in the army as the commander of the Thorns Coalition, appeared here, naturally because there was a very important thing here that needed him to preside over.

A huge altar, black all over, exuding crystal luster, stood proudly in a flat basin in the valley. Beside it, there was a mountain of corpses piled up by countless elves, drow, and wilderness warriors.

All the answers were right in front of them. The confidence that Allen and the others dared to lead the army north to support the dwarves without worrying about the safety of their lair, when the main force of the elves in the Southern Expedition had not lost their combat power, turned out to lie in this.

When the tide of demons wreaked havoc on the entire wilderness, although the area around the Green Field Plain was barren, several waves of evil god believers built flesh and blood altars to transmit demons into the Feyman world.

The Green Field Tribe was even almost exterminated by the demon army summoned by the evil god believers. Fortunately, they were very lucky at the time and caught up with Figlas, a giant dragon coveting the tribe's number one beauty, hiding in Green Lake Town, and then they turned danger into safety.

Finally, when cleaning up and chasing down the evil god believers and the remnants of the demons, they obtained a complete set of flesh and blood altar materials from them. At that time, other members of the Thorns Ring, who were far more powerful than the Green Field Tribe, had also collected some components of the flesh and blood altar to varying degrees.

Although the magical research in the Northern Territory was not prominent and there was a lack of talent, they could not transform the flesh and blood altar like the Temple of Nature and use it as a consumable item for the wilderness coalition army to transmit at any time when invading human territory.

However, the research scholars cultivated by the Green Field Tribe were still able to imitate and rebuild the flesh and blood altar and make it run successfully.

After hundreds of years of research and attempts, the Green Field Tribe was not only able to successfully activate the flesh and blood altar, but also figured out its approximate operating principle.

Of course, with the current capabilities of the Green Field Tribe's magic system, perhaps no one except Allen is qualified to travel through different planes, thereby gaining a deeper understanding of the mysteries of the Flesh Altar's interplanar transmission. However, they have already mastered the key to fixed-point transmission between the two altars within this plane.

Inspired by the Wilderness Coalition's surprise attack in human territory, Matron Penney, with her years of spying on the Green Field Tribe, knew they had readily available Flesh Altar materials that could be utilized, leading to a bold idea.

This idea initially only flickered in Penney's mind, and she hadn't even considered actually putting it into action. However, after the Drow and Thorns coalition created a miracle victory in the Battle of Coldwind Pass, collecting over two hundred thousand elven corpses and prisoners, she couldn't suppress the wild thoughts in her heart any longer and quickly completed the various conditions required for her plan.

There's no need to elaborate on what happened next, how Penney painstakingly persuaded Allen, and then how she convinced the other matrons, etc. It all happened just over a month ago, and everyone naturally remembers it vividly.

Matron Penney's vision and wisdom truly impressed Allen. She alone devised a feasible plan targeting the elves. At least, when she told Allen the plan, Allen pondered for a long time and couldn't find any flaws or fatal problems in it.

Especially Penney's calculations and analysis of people's hearts made Allen feel vaguely alert. If she secretly plotted and designed against him, would he be able to see through her calculations?

The bodies left behind by the elven army became the most important part of Penney's plan and dispelled Allen's greatest concerns, which is why he decided to cooperate with the Drow matron once again.

"Chieftain!"

Since defeating the elven army in the surprise attack at the ferry, Albard hadn't followed Allen and the main force to continue pursuing Mario's remnants. Instead, he stayed at the ferry to clean up the battlefield, collecting the remaining corpses of elves and wilderness warriors to prepare for their real plan.

While Allen and the others were stationed far away under the Warhammer Fortress for some time, Albard found a suitable site to build the Flesh Altar and transported their captured spoils and the needed corpses, waiting for Allen and his army to join them.

"The Flesh Altar is ready to be activated at any time."

Since Allen and Matron Penney had arrived, the elven army in the Northern Territory that they had schemed against must have fallen into the trap. Albard said directly as he approached Allen and the others.

"I have already sent someone to notify Saintess Ashlee. They should be able to activate the Flesh Altar in the south by noon two days from now."

"Now we wait for Saintess Ashlee's results."

Allen nodded and turned his head to Matron Penney and the others, speaking solemnly.

The only thing he couldn't control now was whether the team led by Drow Saintess Ashlee, located in a certain area between Bonn and Nasir Fortress, could build and activate the Flesh Altar as scheduled.

If the other party schemed against him and the Thorns Ring in this matter, even if he knew the fact that the elves were attacking Nasir Fortress, he wouldn't be able to rush back.

However, since it was cooperation, Allen had to face the issue of trust. Moreover, he also believed that the Drow wouldn't be so short-sighted as to drop the ball at this critical moment. Otherwise, the relationship that everyone had worked so hard to build would not only return to square one but even become an irreconcilable enemy.

"Chieftain Allen, rest assured, Saintess Ashlee and her team will definitely activate the altar on time!"

Penney seemed to see through Allen's worries and comforted him.

"Mm."

Allen nodded noncommittally.

On the edge of the distant Omar Basin, in a remote jungle adjacent to Bonn, a team of thousands of people was working anxiously. The leader was the dark saintess Ashlee, whose expression constantly shifted between charming and pure, mysterious and full of seductive aura.

The center of the originally dense jungle had been artificially cleared into a flat piece of land. In the center of this area stood an obsidian altar, echoing the one in the valley of the dwarves' territory thousands of miles to the north.

On the edge of the altar, there were also several ice mountains, more than ten meters high, exuding a chilling aura. However, if one carefully observed the inside through the surface of the ice mountain, one would see smooth-faced elven corpses piled on top of each other, twisted and frozen under the ice mountain.

To preserve these elven corpses, the Drow spellcasting team poured magic into the ice mountain every day to maintain the frozen state and preserve the vitality of their flesh as much as possible, providing enough nourishment to activate the Flesh Altar.

Moreover, to transport these materials back from Coldwind Pass, the Drow and Thorns coalition had to abandon many spoils of war, replacing the elven corpses with burning to conceal the connection and prevent the elves from discovering the problem.

"Time's up!! Prepare to unseal!!"

The weather today wasn't very good. The dense clouds overhead were very oppressive, and the position of the shining sun behind the clouds couldn't be seen, but it didn't prevent Ashlee from estimating the approximate time.

The wilderness scouts came yesterday to deliver a message, telling Ashlee the time when her northern colleagues would activate the Flesh Altar. To ensure that the two altars were coordinate-linked, their altar also had to be activated at the same time to ensure the opening of the teleportation array.

The magic dissipated from the ice mountain, and the crystal ice melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally revealing the dense, lifeless elven corpses inside.

Ashlee glanced at the ugly corpses on the ground with disgust, then gently waved her hand. The wilderness and Drow warriors who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward one after another, dragging the corpses and throwing them on the base of the altar.

Buzz!!

A majestic blood-red beam of light suddenly rose, but it was suddenly blocked by a magic shield at an altitude of 100 meters. The original significant magical shock aura was blocked with the appearance of this shield and was also limited to a range of a few miles.

Just as the Flesh Altar in front of Ashlee was activated, in the distant northern valley, the pupils of the demon statue in the center of the altar in front of Allen and Matron Penney reacted and shot out a ball of enchanting blood-red light.

Seeing this situation, Albard quickly issued an order, and countless fresh corpses were also thrown onto the altar. Again, the same beam of light rose, and Albard, Matron Deborah, and others also joined forces to cast spells, unfolding magic to conceal the strong magical shock aura stimulated by the altar.