Green Monster Epic

Chapter 967: Summit

Alan watched the little interlude with great interest. After three apprentices were stung on their heads by the patterned bees and successfully collected about half of the honey, they presented it to their teacher as if asking for credit. Only then did the four of them hurriedly leave the territory that was being affected by the bee swarm's riot.

The four of them left in just as much of a mess. No matter how thick-skinned they were, they couldn't withstand the stinging pain in their nerves from the bee's tail stinger. Although it wasn't fatal, it was still very uncomfortable.

After the figures of the four people disappeared, Alan kicked off and soared into the sky, his figure turning into a black dot and disappearing into the vast sky.

Above the altitude of several thousand meters, the fierce wind blew incessantly, but it could not shake Alan's figure in the slightest. As the sun set on the horizon, the darkness began to envelop the world.

Little sparks of fire on the ground connected to form a piece, blooming into orange-yellow flowers of light on the dark and silent earth. At this time, Alan, standing above the sky, overlooked the earth, but he also clearly saw the approximate locations of all the settlements and manors within a hundred miles.

Based on the scale of these sparks, Alan could easily determine the size of the manors hidden under the cover of night, from small ones with only twenty or thirty lights to manors with hundreds of lights. Within a hundred miles, there were also five or six manors scattered across this land.

Continuing north, the manors composed of lights, like pearls, formed irregular shapes along the way, foreshadowing the current strength and potential of the Green Field Tribe.

It is foreseeable that in the near future, the scale of these manors composed of sparks will become increasingly large, providing a continuous stream of resources and population for the development of the Green Field Tribe.

"Gaa gaa ~ ~"

Approaching an area of light sea formed by more than ten thousand lights, more than a dozen uninvited guests also broke into the gale area where Alan was. They cautiously and carefully approached Alan, until someone recognized Alan's powerful aura and figure, and immediately flew towards Alan and hovered around him, croaking loudly.

When Alan unfolded his body and flew, he would naturally leak the fluctuations of energy, so it was basically impossible to hide his figure. And after approaching Mustang Slope, among the garrison stationed in this important town, there were spellcaster professionals who were very sensitive to magic fluctuations and mental perception. Someone discovered the aura of a strong person flying in the high altitude and quickly warned, so there was the scene just now.

There were no legendary powerhouses sitting in Mustang Slope Town, so those who could reach the gale zone of several thousand meters high and move freely were only those high-level raptor druids, transformed into huge eagles, owls and other raptors, quickly approaching the area where Alan was to be on guard.

"I'm just passing by, you all go back!!"

Alan was indeed passing by. Originally, he had planned to continue touring several other important towns, but now, after overlooking the sky, he felt that there seemed to be no need to continue.

The scenes of towns and manors seen along the way were the epitome of the entire development of the Green Field Tribe. The other towns that he had not yet had time to carefully inspect, he believed would not be much different.

His mood was also pleasant because of this sudden inspection, and the hard work of chasing cumulonimbus clouds to hone his cooking skills before was also completely eliminated.

The pleasant mood also gave Alan a kind of self-healing effect. The strength of the tribe and the prosperous life of the tribe became a source of strength in Alan's heart. At least it proved that his investment and efforts over the years had not been in vain. What could make Alan feel more satisfied and proud than this beautiful and peaceful reality!

"Awoo ~"

After a noisy cry from more than a dozen raptor druids transformed into birds, they fell towards the brightly lit town under Alan's feet. Alan's excellent hearing could also hear the sudden uproar of cattle, horses and livestock inside and outside the town.

Continuing to fly northeast, until a piece of light reappeared in Alan's eyes, it was a town that was brighter and larger than Mustang Slope Town an hour ago, it was the granary of the Green Field Tribe — Rushing Current Bay.

More than a dozen magical auras also rose into the air in the bay area. Obviously, the local garrison came to check the aura of the strong man passing by in the sky again. Alan deeply overlooked the sparks on the vast earth, then changed direction and suddenly accelerated, whistling towards the depths of the Cato Mountains.

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this the greatest bear goblin leader of the Green Field Plain? Why are you in the mood to come to my cold and desolate mountain nest today?"

On the top of the snow-capped mountain deep in the Cato Mountains, Alan's figure just appeared, and a cloud of strong sulfurous black smoke rushed towards him, welcoming Alan, the uninvited guest.

"Is your anger still not gone?"

Alan calmly passed through the black smoke, and then saw the lazy red dragon lying in the lava of the crater, bathing.

"Humph!! In front of the Saint, how dare I be angry?"

The content of the words expressed by the giant dragon Figglas was completely different from his actual tone, obviously full of dissatisfaction with Alan.

Not to mention that Alan didn't give Figglas any face at the award ceremony, which made him lose face in front of many wilderness powerhouses, but later Figglas repeatedly searched for Alan, wanting to exchange that fire element dish with him, but he didn't get the result he wanted, which made the giant dragon, who thought he had a solid friendship with Alan, couldn't help but begin to doubt their relationship.

"It seems you're still angry with me!"

How could Alan not know the inner emotions of the giant dragon in front of him? At this time, he apologized to him very seriously: "Okay, this time I really went too far. I apologize to you, please forgive me, Lord Devouring Flame Dragon."

"Is that all? There's no sincerity at all?"

Figglas didn't buy Alan's account, his vertical pupils glanced at Alan, and his tail flicked in the lava, his huge body slowly turned his back to Alan.

"I took the initiative to come over and apologize to you, isn't that sincere enough?"

Alan smiled bitterly. It seemed that if he wanted to appease this giant dragon, he still had to work hard himself: "You're bored soaking in the lava all day long, why don't we go hunting by the sea together and get some high-end ingredients to enjoy?"

"Don't try to lure me with this little sweetness, I don't eat your stuff now."

Figglas refused decisively, but his head had already quietly turned in a direction.

Alan had been dealing with this giant dragon for hundreds of years, so how could he not know its temperament? After a series of verbal battles between the two, they quickly returned to normal, and soon they flew west together.

A few days later, two figures, one large and one small, returned to the top of the snow-capped mountain with a faint smell of sea water and blood. As soon as the red dragon landed, it transformed into a bear goblin and urged Alan to take out his tools.

"If you can create dishes of the same quality as the last festival, then I'm willing to give up those conditions we agreed upon when you asked me for help before."

Figglas's vertical pupils shimmered with a lively light, as he pulled out the ingredients he had obtained in the past few days, and continued to bargain with Allen.

"I've already told you, it was just luck that I was able to make those dishes last time. In reality, my skills haven't reached that level yet. I've tried many times during this period, and each time it ended in failure. If I could really make those dishes, I wouldn't forget you even if you didn't say anything!"

"Then you should hurry up and study your cooking skills!!"

Figglas, tired of Allen's excuses, continued to complain.

"That's easier said than done!"

Allen said helplessly, with a bitter face: "You don't even think about it, just the ingredients for those few dishes alone are not easy to get. We two went out hunting for a few days, and we only managed to barely find two ingredients that reached the level of the last cooking, and they are all water-attribute ingredients, which don't match your own attributes at all!"

"And that condensed, gathered fire element, where do you want me, a warrior, to find such a place?"

"Isn't there me? You just focus on studying your cooking skills, and you can tell me what you need, and I'll go collect it!"

The last dish, filled with fire elements, made the legendary dragon feel intuitively that it was extremely effective for him, so he lost his composure at the time and couldn't resist the temptation of his inner desires.

Perhaps after eating this dish, his already legendary peak body could be directly raised to a demigod physique, and at the same time, it could reduce the difficulty of his next Shedding Scales tribulation!

"Do you think I'm as free as you are? So many things in the tribe and the wilderness are waiting for me to deal with. Where can I find the time to study cooking skills that are not helpful to improving my strength!"

Allen took out the cooking utensils and ingredients he carried with him from the dimensional bag, and began to clean up the stove next to the dragon's lair that had been unused for many years, while not forgetting to make a few sarcastic remarks.

"Don't make these excuses!!"

Figglas became a little anxious and couldn't help but retort.

"Now, in your Greenwood Tribe, there is nothing that requires you to personally handle. Albad, Chloe, and those other talents can completely handle all kinds of situations that arise!"

"Not to mention, with your current status and power, besides that group of elves in the north who think they're all that, who else would dare to offend you in the Northern Territory!!"

"You can rest assured and leave the matter of finding ingredients to me, and I've already found a place where fire elements gather for you. You just need to delve into your cooking skills!!"

Seeing Allen's questioning gaze, Figglas charged straight towards the volcano crater beside him, which was still emitting a sulfurous smell and grayish-white smoke. Halfway there, he transformed back into a dragon form of more than twenty meters, and on the spot, he smashed open the black crust of solidified lava in the volcano crater, and then streams of orange-red lava splashed out in all directions.

"Look, how much fire element is contained in the lava in this volcano crater, and where else is more suitable for gathering fire elements than here!!"

While excitedly introducing it to Allen, Figglas's huge body kept stirring in the volcano lava pool, which was less than a hundred meters in size, stirring up patches of orange-red lava flow.

"If these fire elements are not enough, isn't there still me? No matter what, my reputation as the Devouring Flame Dragon is not for nothing. I have the innate ability to control fire elements since I was born, okay?"

Whoosh!!

Figglas opened his mouth again, and a raging tongue of fire spurted out from his bloody mouth, and under his powerful control, it contracted into a straight pillar of fire. In just a few breaths, the lava in the volcano crater, which was in a dormant period, immediately changed from orange-red with black spots to a golden-red, and the temperature continued to rise with the burning of the dragon's breath, until it was as bright as the sun.

Stimulated by this, the volcano under Allen's feet was also ready to move, and the ground began to tremble slightly, as if a fierce beast hidden in the ground was awakening and about to break through the ground.

The more violent the tremor, the more excited the dragon's emotions in the depths of the lava became. The hot lava began to churn, constantly trying to devour his crimson body, but in the end, it failed.

Even the air on the top of the mountain gradually became dull, and the raging wind seemed to feel something and stopped quietly. The cold temperature on the top of the mountain suddenly rose, and the accumulated snow all year round turned into trickles of water, seeping into the ground and flowing down.

Allen, who was processing the ingredients, could feel that countless fire element energies were being attracted by the lava surging in the depths of the volcano, passing through the thick mountain rock and merging into the lava.

"Hiss!!!!"

Just as the lava inside the mountain could not restrain its restlessness and was about to erupt, the dragon Figglas suddenly plunged into the magma and took a deep breath.

His unique talent was completely exposed in front of Allen. The infinite fire elements in the lava, like swallows returning to their nests, were all absorbed by Figglas from the lava river that stretched for hundreds of miles and went deep into the ground.

Whoosh!!

Just after the last bit of time for breathing ended, Figglas suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and a blazing white pillar of light shot into the sky, turning the night into day under the illumination of this pillar of light. The melting snow on the snowy mountaintop quickly turned into a torrent with the illumination of this pillar of light, roaring down the mountain.

The temperature on the top of the mountain suddenly rose to several hundred degrees, almost melting the space and the earth of the entire mountain. Facing this extremely powerful spell-like technique suddenly displayed by the dragon, Allen, as a saint, also felt a deep threat. Obviously, its power was enough to cause damage to the existence of a saint.

"What a waste!!"

As the pillar of light gradually converged, and the last ray of red light disappeared into the dragon's mouth, Allen shook his head with regret. The fire elements that were dissipating all over the sky returned to nature like this, how could Allen not feel emotional?

"Cough cough!!"

In fact, the dragon, who was already exhausted and his body empty, climbed up from the re-cooled lava pool, pretending to be heroic and preparing to speak, but almost didn't spit it out in one breath, and coughed for a long time on the spot.

"How is it . I said that the concentration of fire elements here is not bad, right?"

"In a few days, the lava in this volcano crater will attract the fire elements in nature to merge into the mountain again. By then, you can also try to absorb and condense them."

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