Green Monster Epic

After a difficult exchange that ended with Allen's concession, and with both sides only barely agreeing, the alliance envoys packed up and returned home in small groups heading south.

They had unknowingly spent more than two months in this city for the congratulatory event, and it was time for everyone to return to their respective tribes to report on their mission and digest what they had learned.

Allen himself had other troubles waiting for him to deal with.

"Chieftain, the Nature Church, along with envoys from several other churches, are requesting an audience again."

In the underground temple, Allen was seeking a moment of peace, wanting to find a place to properly recall and digest his recent experience of cooking dishes with magic as an ingredient, so that he could truly master those recipes that were definitely at the master level or above.

Even if the alliance wasn't agreed upon, Allen would still diligently study and master these recipes for the sake of the tribe. If he could find a way to reproduce those dishes, the tribe would have another method to help promote to Legend, which would be of great significance to the tribe, no less than developing the Food God Church.

"Decline. Just say I've gone to see off guests and am temporarily out of the city."

Allen looked up, seeing the energetic aura of the vigorous Legendary Battle Priest Zellan, feeling a little gratified, and at the same time, answering decisively.

"But this is already their tenth visit!"

Zellan had been in the underground temple all along, afraid that his strength would be noticed and exposed, but this did not prevent him from learning the news on the surface in a timely manner.

"So what? They repeatedly tried to embarrass me during the celebration, and now it's time for them to know that I'm not so easy to bully!"

Allen's expression was cold, not at all worried that his cold treatment of the temple envoys would bring about their revenge.

Since the other party didn't give him face at the celebration, they should have been prepared in their hearts to suffer his cold reception now.

"By the way, have you received a response from Master Oscar and the others after I asked you to secretly send a message to them last time?"

Of course, Allen was not targeting all the Nature Temple Churches. He was still courteous to the three major churches of the Oakwood camp, which were close to the Green Field Tribe.

"Yes, the messenger returned and said that Chief Plaka, Holy Maiden Mona, and the others understood your difficulties, Chieftain, and told you not to worry too much."

"Mm!"

Allen nodded, then thought of something else: "Ask Albad to come to the underground temple. Where is he now?"

"Chieftain, you've hidden yourself away in peace, but those big shots above still need Chairman Albad and Elder Coeur to take care of them. The chairman only comes to see you when it's late at night!"

Perhaps it was because he had advanced to Legend that Zellan could now stand a little taller and say a few slightly tougher words in front of Allen, to defend his companions.

"Alright!"

Allen nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a food box emitting a faint white cold mist appeared in his palm. As he lifted the lid with his left hand, a dense cluster of lightning suddenly shot out from the food box, heading straight for Allen's face.

Zi zi ~

Allen's expression remained unchanged. With a sweep of his left palm, a small, gossamer-thin electric net directly turned into pure electrical energy. Just as it was about to dissipate outwards, it was restrained by an even more powerful energy and returned to the plate in the food box.

The dish in Allen's hand was carefully cooked by him using a piece of the throat of a Legendary Lightning Giant Eagle as the main ingredient, carefully matched with other auxiliary materials. This dish, which seemed to have only a thin layer of creamy yellow throat silk dotted with crystal-clear crystal powder, always had a cloud of dark clouds the size of a plate above the throat silk, occasionally making rumbling noises, the sound comparable to an adult shouting for help.

A bolt of lightning constantly roamed within the dark cloud. Although it looked very miniature, Allen, who personally integrated this cloud into the dish, was very clear about how amazing the energy of the cloud itself was.

The dark cloud occasionally struck down lightning snakes in the rumbling sound, hitting the creamy yellow throat silk processed from the tongue of the Lightning Giant Eagle. The electric snake then disappeared into the throat silk, and the color of the slender throat silk that was struck by the electric snake became a little whiter.

Perhaps when the electric snake struck enough times, the less than a hundred slender throat silks on the plate would completely transform from creamy white to holy pure white.

With the Food God Domain unfolding, Allen watched with great interest, and he didn't even notice when Albad appeared in the temple more than a magical hour later.

"Chieftain, you were looking for me?"

Albad's eyes stayed on the dish in Allen's hand, which was full of endless electrical energy, for more than ten seconds, and then he asked Allen.

"Ah? You're here."

Hearing the familiar voice ringing in his ears, Allen's thoughts, which had been immersed in contemplation, were pulled back. Turning his head to see the old goblin standing respectfully less than five meters in front of him, a complex emotion appeared in his eyes.

"Here! !"

Allen threw a dish that was coveted by Legendary experts outside to Albad with a flick of his hand.

"Since you still want to try to break through on your own, then I can't go against your wishes, but to compensate you for your dedication to the tribe and to me, this dish is for you!"

"Perhaps with it, you will have a chance to break through the shackles of your mid-level Legend!"

This was the important reason why Allen immediately thought of putting it away instead of rewarding it to the winner of the competition when he cooked this dish.

Albad had a very high ambition. After he talked to him last time, his faith had not changed much until now. At the same time, he had not expressed his position when he was in contact with him, so Allen roughly knew his inner choice.

Allen felt a little regretful but also a little proud of Albad's choice. Perhaps only someone with such fighting spirit could climb to a higher place, just like he was only focused on exploring the mysteries of electrical magic at the last moment of his life, and eventually achieved his status as a Legendary mage.

"Chieftain, why not leave it to a more outstanding child in the tribe?"

Albad was both touched and a little regretful.

If he could have obtained this dish more than ten years earlier, perhaps he would have accepted it happily, but as he sensed the arrival of the breath of death again, Albad didn't want to waste this great dish.

"Humph! Eat it if I tell you to!"

Allen glared at the child dissatisfied. This goblin was good at everything, but he was too thoughtful. If this were placed on other goblin cubs, they would definitely gobble it up without thinking, how could they hesitate like this child.

"In my eyes, the talent, ability, and character of tens of thousands of goblin cubs in the entire tribe are not as good as yours! Are you saying that if I don't give it to you, I'll take it to feed these idiots?"

Allen pointed to Zellan, who was a little envious of Albad, and criticized his problem without any politeness.

"Uh..."

Zellan was really innocent, but at the moment of eye contact with Allen, he understood Allen's intentions and quickly spoke to persuade him: "That's right, Chairman, you have such a heavy burden on your shoulders. In the future, the Food God Church and the tribe will need you to manage them. Now is not the time to be humble."

Albad's eyes moved back and forth between the dish and Allen, and finally, he couldn't resist Allen's firm attitude and had to accept Allen's reward.

"Thank you, Chieftain!"

"Eat it now, and then digest it well in the secret room of our temple for a while."

"You can temporarily put aside the matters on the ground, and I will let Coeur and the others take care of those guys who haven't left yet."

Allen was still not at ease, and only after directly urging Albad to eat the dish called 'Thunder Pool' did he feel relieved.