Green Monster Epic

Interpersonal relationships are so complex and changeable. Before last night, the vast majority of members in the Mansha Alliance were full of respect and friendliness towards Allen, this newly advanced Saint. But after just one excellent cooking display, everyone's attitude towards him fluctuated again.

Allen understood the unspoken meaning in Bricken's words. His sincere expression momentarily gained a hint of solemnity and contemplation. After a few breaths, he laughed it off.

"Of course! I'm happy that the magic cuisine developed by my tribe is appreciated by everyone!"

"In the future, when they venture out, they'll have another avenue to success. Even the vast Northern Territory can't accommodate so many outstanding magic chefs. If they want to further refine their skills in the future, they'll need to travel and learn from various places to grow faster. When that time comes, they'll still need the care of you all and the tribes behind you!"

"Your Excellency Allen, what you're saying now seems to have nothing to do with what we're concerned about, doesn't it?"

Marvin was still sarcastic, his eyes glancing askance at Allen, clearly dissatisfied with Allen's answer.

"Heh heh heh!"

Allen glanced lightly at the goblin compatriot with whom he had a past grievance. Under his powerful gaze, the other party felt as if shot in the heart by a hidden arrow. For a moment, a storm rose in his sea of consciousness, making him very uncomfortable.

"What I mean is, since you all appreciate my tribe's magic cooking skills, you can scout out outstanding talents from among the winners in my tribe to go to your tribes to teach the skills and provide cooking services!"

"As long as you all can afford reasonable compensation, provide the necessary safety, and respect the freedom of choice of my tribe's children, I believe my tribe's children are willing to go to various tribes to set up shops and start businesses!"

The conditions Allen gave now, when they reached the ears of the envoys of various tribes, quickly made some people's expressions improve, but there were still some who were not very satisfied.

"Your Excellency Allen, it's naturally good that your tribe's excellent chefs can accept employment, but we hope even more that you can share your exquisite skills with us all."

Marvin was one of them. Although his spirit had been stirred by Allen's gaze, this threat was not enough to dispel his desire to cause trouble.

"Everyone, what do you say, right?"

"That's right!"

"Indeed!"

Many people below nodded repeatedly. What everyone wanted more was not just the magic chefs who now seemed to possess some kind of miraculous ability, but Allen's cooking that could greatly enhance a person's talent and potential.

"Your Excellency, do you also think so?"

Allen was indeed a little unhappy. He had finally endured until he reached the Saint level, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't act completely according to his own ideas, unable to do what he didn't want to do.

Before, even when he provoked the disunited forces of the Church of the Nature God, he still had some confidence. But now, facing the entire Wilderness Alliance and the Church forces, he instead felt somewhat trapped.

Perhaps this time he was indeed a little too complacent, revealing too much!

Allen couldn't help but reflect inwardly. Over the years, he had stooped low, bided his time, and accumulated a lot of resentment in his heart. Now that he had gained power and countless people supported his tribe, he was finally able to no longer overly restrain his temperament, but reality ruthlessly slapped Allen in the face.

Now Allen had the confidence to face the suppression of the Church of Nature, but he still couldn't afford to offend the entire Wilderness. The overly powerful strength he showed had instead created a sense of crisis among the various camps in the Wilderness, which proved that the results of this competition were still somewhat problematic.

"I think, if the dishes you cook are as miraculous as you say, then you should take them out and share them with everyone! For so many years, facing the encirclement of the four civilizations of the North and South continents, we don't have their systematic training mechanisms, nor do we have a large enough population. We're just relying on our own instincts to explore and find the path to legend, which does seem clumsy."

"But if we in the Wilderness could have more than double the number of legendary powerhouses, then we wouldn't have to be so preoccupied with both the North and South wars as we are now, right?"

Davenchy stroked his snow-white beard, speaking calmly. Although his expression was still kind, the content of his words was not much different from that of the other powerhouses.

" ."

Allen was now in a bit of a dilemma. However, he could understand the worries in these people's hearts. If he were facing a tribe with great prospects, he probably wouldn't be at ease either.

"How about this!"

"The recipes and techniques for the dishes I cooked this time were all impromptu. There are still many mistakes and problems. When I go back and sort out these recipes and techniques, and re-test them a few times to confirm the authenticity of the recipes, then in the next cooking competition, I will use these recipes as prizes to reward those outstanding chefs."

"At the same time, I will also hand them over to the Oakleaf Merchant Guild for sale and auction. At that time, if you are interested, you can purchase them from the Merchant Guild. How about that?"

The divine consciousness in a dual-tasking state quickly came up with a solution to the current stalemate, giving the other party conditions that they could barely accept while ensuring that their own interests would not be harmed.

"Your Excellency Allen, isn't this a bit insincere?"

Marvin continued to squeeze, while the envoys of the Church of Nature and others were the most leisurely, watching the sudden change in the attitude of the various tribes in the Wilderness with cold eyes, pondering how to manipulate it and stir up the water.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me about sincerity?"

Allen's aura suddenly rose, and at the same time, a vigorous energy rippled outwards, which turned out to be his battle domain that he had not yet fully mastered.

"The magic dish recipe is a secret passed down within my tribe. What if I don't take it out to share with others? Do you dare to imprison me and torture me?!"

A cold killing intent permeated from Allen's eyes, targeting this goblin compatriot who had always disliked him. If the other party dared to squeeze him again, then don't blame him for slapping his face in front of everyone!

Even if his actions this time were reckless, and a slight rift had appeared between him and the tribes of the Wilderness Alliance, he was, after all, one of the only two Saints in the Wilderness. How could this Marvin be allowed to provoke him again and again?

"It seems ."

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Marvin's cheeks. In terms of the strength of mental power, there was still a huge difference between the two powerhouses who were non-spellcasting professions. At this time, being locked on by Allen's substantial mental power, Marvin was still a little overwhelmed.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Allen slapped out with his palm, aiming directly at that guy Marvin's face.

Seeing this, Marvin didn't bother to say anything, and immediately put his hands forward to block, obviously knowing the gap in absolute strength between himself and Allen.

However, someone moved faster than the two of them. A golden divine magic brilliance intervened, building a light golden halo shield between the two.

Boom!!!

The powerful legendary divine magic -- Holy Protection Shield only existed for less than a second before it shattered under Allen's tyrannical palm strike. However, it also completed its mission, consuming most of the power of Allen's fierce palm, and finally, when it landed on Marvin's palms, its strength was no longer enough to threaten Marvin.