Green Monster Epic

Taking the opportunity to further instruct Zeller, Allen slowly retracted his divine sense. As he withdrew from the resonance state, a feeling of weakness, as if severely wounded, surged into his mind.

Concentrating for a moment, he once again displayed his battle domain, following the techniques he had previously explored. As the power of the domain covered a space of a dozen meters under his will's control, Allen's grim face eased slightly.

As long as he could still use his domain, it meant that although his strength had declined, he was still at the Saint level, so there was nothing to worry about.

As for the loss of rage energy and mental power, Allen believed that given enough time, he would eventually recover. And after reaching the Saint level, the hobgoblin leader had no shortage of time, an intangible asset.

Allen didn't have a definite answer as to how long a Saint could live, but Da Vinci, the strongest person in the wilderness, a kobold Saint-level warlock, was rumored to have lived for at least fifteen or sixteen hundred years.

And Allen himself was only a little over four hundred years old, probably considered very young among Saint-level powerhouses!

If it weren't for the threat of the powerful elven civilization, Allen was confident that under his leadership, he would be able to grow the Green Field tribe to a glorious state, definitely no worse than any powerful tribe in the history of the wilderness, and perhaps even stronger.

Holding his breath and concentrating his rage energy, refining the accompanying strands of mental power, it took Allen a considerable amount of time to adapt to his current weakened state.

After circulating his rage energy dozens of times, his eternally rational and calm divine consciousness used the recovery and change of rage energy to roughly judge the current situation. It would take at least two to three years to recover.

Three years to recover his rage energy and mental power wasn't too long, and Allen could afford to wait. However, he didn't have much confidence in recovering the majority of his consumed faith power.

When he first grasped the power of God, Allen smugly thought that his faith power was inexhaustible. It wasn't until he could skillfully use divine power that Allen suddenly realized how insignificant the faith power generated by his tens of thousands of believers every day was to a true god.

No wonder these gods cherished their sheep so much, and would scheme against each other and resort to any means for a tribe or a preaching ground.

At this moment, Allen couldn't wait to use his authority and power as the tribal chief to directly issue an order to the Green Field tribe to change their beliefs, completely exposing the God of Gluttony faith to the sunlight.

However, the rational divine consciousness gave Allen's main consciousness a cautious reminder, warning him of the possible consequences of doing so. In fact, even without the divine consciousness's reminder, Allen wouldn't completely expose the existence of the God of Gluttony's church now; these thoughts were just wishful thinking.

Although the major church forces must already know that he had embarked on the path to becoming a god, the fact that they hadn't come to cause trouble probably meant that they had temporarily accepted this fact.

Or, in secret, the church forces of the Nature Temple were secretly planning more ruthless methods, preparing to directly wipe out Allen and the God of Gluttony's church in its infancy.

This wasn't impossible, but after Allen advanced to the Saint level, he felt that the possibility was extremely low, especially in the current general situation. Whether it was the Nature Church-led camp or the Oak camp's church representatives, they needed a strong core force to maintain stability and security in the north.

Only when the threat from the north disappeared could the wilderness focus on the more powerful, greedy, and difficult-to-deal-with humans.

For countless years, countless false god beliefs had appeared, most of which were eliminated in their infancy. Although a small number of existences with stable foundations and powerful belief subjects had inherited their legacies, most of them were also classified as evil gods, becoming existences that everyone shouted to kill.

Even evil gods with more foundation and strength than Allen were treated like this, so why did Allen think that he could really become the exception and be accepted by the Nature Temple?

Out of consideration for the overall situation in the wilderness, the various churches of the Nature Temple believed that Allen and his tribe, as well as the tribal circle around him, were a very important chess piece, so everyone pretended not to know about Allen's private actions and let him do as he pleased.

But if Allen dared to actively expose his actions to the surrounding tribes and forces, then the temple would definitely ruthlessly suppress and eradicate Allen and his God of Gluttony faith in order to maintain its prestige and the rules it had established, so as not to give other latecomers an opportunity.

"It seems that we still have to let Albard and the others speed up their preaching!"

Although Allen felt a little anxious, he was clear about the priorities.

It was a pity that there were still too few talents available in the God of Gluttony's church. He, the head of the church, was also constantly exploring the mysteries of faith and gods. There was still a long way to go to truly establish a long-lasting and inspiring faith.

"I hope that with such a great sacrifice and effort, that lucky guy Zeller can be a little more promising and help Albard manage the God of Gluttony's church well."

Thinking of Zeller, Allen also thought of another problem, that is, how Zeller, the battle priest, should learn divine spells after being forcibly promoted to the legendary level by Allen's divine grace.

He could only be considered a false god now. It seemed that apart from the God of Gluttony domain, which was useless and not fully explored, he had no other authority in combat.

Without authority, it also meant that the priests and clergy who believed in him didn't have exclusive divine spells and couldn't master many divine spells that required special authority to master.

Now, the divine spells that Allen's priests, clergy, and officials could cast were basically common divine spells such as healing minor injuries, moderate injuries, severe injuries, soothing the mind, purification, etc., but they couldn't cast holy light attack divine spells like those in the domain of the Lord of Dawn, or summon natural creatures like the clergy members of the Nature Church.

In other words, even if Zeller was promoted to the legendary level by Allen, as long as Allen didn't have any other progress in the field of divine authority, Zeller was just a pseudo-legend with a legendary shell but without powerful enough legendary divine spells.

".Alas, it's really difficult!"

Allen shook his head. He didn't expect that after finally exploring some of the mysteries of the divine power system and now advancing to the Saint level, he still couldn't relax. There were still countless difficulties waiting for him to solve.