Green Monster Epic

Everything in the tribe was normal. After inspecting the tribe and relaxing, Allen refocused his mind and began to actively visit the leaders of the major forces with Albad.

"It seems that in the future, my tribe will also have to send people here to learn. At that time, Chief Allen, you must not be stingy!!"

The first visit was naturally to Davinci, the Saint of the Kobolds, the number one person in the wilderness. If he hadn't been the first to express his support at this celebration, Allen wouldn't have been able to successfully achieve his goal of deterring the Temple Church.

Davinci's gaze made Allen feel a little uncomfortable. The other party seemed to be looking at a nude* beauty, constantly sizing him up, and the smile on his lips never faded, completely unlike his usual mature and steady appearance.

"I have always looked forward to cooperation with the Pale Night Tribe. It would be a good thing for the cubs of our tribe to have elites from the Pale Night Tribe come to exchange ideas."

Although Allen was a little apprehensive, he agreed to Davinci's suggestion without even thinking about it.

The other party had done him such a big favor, it would be great if he could repay it with something so easy. However, Allen was even more clear that the other party's favor couldn't be repaid so simply.

"We warmly welcome exchanges between all races and will definitely impartially teach all talented and motivated students."

Anyway, the academy is a money-making business. As long as tuition fees, miscellaneous fees, and living expenses are paid according to the regulations, then there is nothing to be dissatisfied with. As for letting outsiders learn knowledge and skills, it is not a bad thing from the perspective of the entire wilderness.

"Very good!"

Davinci turned his head and said in a deep voice to the Pale Night Tribe members accompanying him: "You have all heard, put this matter on the agenda after you go back, and send the talented children from our tribe to come and study!"

"Yes!!"

Several middle-aged kobolds with a calm demeanor nodded repeatedly.

"This time, thanks to your Excellency for standing up and supporting our Northern Territory, otherwise, I don't know how those church envoys would target us!!"

In addition to exchanging pleasantries, Allen also carefully probed Davinci's thoughts, especially wanting to figure out why the other party had expressed support for him without warning.

"Just like you said, the wilderness is, after all, the wilderness of us Mansha natives. The temple has always been high above and used to giving orders, and really thinks that the members of my alliance are their servants!"

"In any case, Allen, you are also one of the five pillars of my alliance, and you have just been promoted to the strength of a Saint. At your celebration, if the faces of those arrogant and rude guys from the temple are swept away, and foreigners see it and spread it out, it will be embarrassing not just for you, but also for the more than one hundred member tribes of our alliance!!"

Davinci gave Allen a meaningful look, and then answered Allen's question in a seemingly correct tone and content.

But in reality, he couldn't tell Allen that the most important reason for his support was that the other party, like himself when he had just been promoted to Saint, was full of fighting spirit, courage, and determination, and wanted to change the wilderness, this world.

Back then, he was weak and alone, surrounded by opponents and stumbling blocks, without a single truly like-minded ally who could help him. Now, seeing Allen, who was very similar to himself, the old kobold who gradually liked to reminisce couldn't help but want to help him.

Of course, the premise of expressing support for Allen was also that doing so would not harm the interests of the Pale Night Tribe. If the other party could really make some changes to the wilderness, it would be a good thing.

At least, during these days in the Northern Territory, Davinci had seen something different from the other camps, forces, and tribes in the wilderness.

"However, our alliance is indeed too loose. In today's environment of racial competition, if we want to continue to maintain the independence and peace of the wilderness, and for all races to continue to inherit and continue, we all need to make changes."

"We are all old. The fighting spirit and ambition of the early years have been worn away in these long years. The future wilderness will inevitably be your stage!!"

"At that time, I still need you to take care of the cubs of my tribe, considering our current relationship!"

"Your Excellency, are you trying to make me feel ashamed??"

Allen smiled wryly and replied humbly: "The wilderness has been able to have its current appearance for more than a thousand years, and it cannot be separated from your Excellency's great contributions."

"In these more than a thousand years, there have been no major internal strife in the wilderness, nor have there been major disturbances such as the life-and-death struggles of large tribes and the annihilation of entire tribes."

What Allen said was indeed the truth. After reaching a sufficient height, the information and intelligence that can be accessed are greatly different. For example, the development and changes within the Mansha Alliance are now much more understood and in-depth than before.

Davinci was nearly a thousand years old before he finally advanced to the Saint realm. After a brief power struggle after his promotion, coupled with his close relationship with the Oakleaf Camp at the time, he finally established his position in the alliance with great influence and decision-making power.

Since then, under his influence, the alliance has rarely entered a long period of steady development. Although there were also major changes during this period, as Allen said, on the whole, the alliance has indeed made considerable growth in these thousand years.

"Don't flatter me here. I still prefer the hobgoblin leader who stood in the void a few days ago, full of vigor."

Davinci shook his head, not wanting to listen to these seemingly respectful and obedient, but actually meaningless flattering words, and changed his tone: "This time, in addition to my personal support, most of the other tribes in the alliance have also expressed their positions. You can't just remember my help and ignore the actions of the other tribes in the alliance."

"That's for sure."

"I also want to take this opportunity to represent the other tribes in the alliance and talk to you about some conditions. I don't know if Allen you will agree."

". Your Excellency, please speak."

"I know that you are hiding a major secret, so the Temple Church is targeting you so much. I have also roughly seen your bargaining chip for dealing with the temple, which will indeed make them somewhat afraid."

"But this is only to make them afraid. If you want to completely dispel some evil thoughts, I'm afraid it's still a bit short. Don't underestimate those guys in the sky who have never moved their gaze away from the Feyman world for a long time. They will not allow another competitor to rise with that greedy and domineering ambition!"

Davinci's solemn words startled Allen, and then a strong killing intent brewed in his heart, but in the end, it was suppressed by his divine consciousness.

It seems that the secret of my path to becoming a god has become widely known. I am afraid that it will not be long before even the leaders of the wilderness tribes will have heard of it.

As the killing intent dissipated, a sense of urgency rose in his heart. The strong warning from his intuition made him realize that the time left for him was not much.

"I don't know how you convinced the centaur one to finally choose to support you, but what I want to say is that he may let his clansmen put pressure on the temple verbally, but if the temple really wants to attack you, the three centaur royal courts may not have any action to support you."

"That one is alone in the sky, not daring to leave the radiation range of the natural divine system in the endless starry sky, but has to carefully maneuver between other divine kingdoms to avoid the risk of his own divine kingdom falling."

"Moreover, in order to fight against humans, the centaur branch also needs the temple's influence on the alliance to exchange for various support for the centaurs."

"So don't have too many illusions about the centaur branch."

Since humans deliberately leaked the news that Allen might be on the path to becoming a god, although the Natural Temple Church forces quickly blocked this information, Davinci is, after all, the number one person in the wilderness, and he naturally has his own information channels. Therefore, Allen's secret has long been known to Davinci.

After learning this news, Davinci spent a lot of time digesting it. During this period, he both felt that this hobgoblin was a bit arrogant and conceited, but also inevitably felt a little ashamed.

He had wasted more than a thousand years of his promotion to the Saint realm, and had never even thought for a moment about embarking on this path, but that hobgoblin, who was not even five hundred years old, had already begun to plan such a dangerous and almost certain to fail path when he was a demigod.

Not to mention anything else, just this courage and ambition alone is already stronger than Davinci, this kobold, too much.

And this time, he personally came to participate in the celebration, and although it was only a short stay in this land, what he saw and heard really surprised him countless times.

It was these unexpected surprises that gradually made Davinci have an unrealistic fantasy: perhaps this hobgoblin really has a chance to become another existence from the wilderness natives who ascends to the top of all beings??

This also strengthened the decision made in Davinci's heart: if there is one more deity from the Yellow Leaf Earth Pig, perhaps their kobold clan's eternal king - Kurtulmak, will be able to get rid of the curse of the evil god and detach his divine kingdom from the endless abyss, spreading faith in the secular world in a legitimate way.

Even if this is just a luxury, a deity from the Yellow Leaf Earth Pig will always care more about the interests of the wilderness natives, and make a little change in the balance between the wilderness and the temple.

"However, as long as you can promise me that the Northern Territory will no longer seek material and personnel supplies from the alliance from now on, and rely on your own strength to resist the elven invasion from the north, then I can guarantee you that when the temple takes excessive actions against you, the camp where I am located will definitely support you with actions."

"In any case, the temple and my alliance are still in a state of mutual benefit and symbiosis. They cannot and dare not really tear their faces completely with my alliance."

"As for the centaur side, as long as we take action, I believe they will also know what choice to make!!"