Green Monster Epic

A trace of anticipation grew in Allen's heart, wanting to see what kind of miraculous thing this unique seed would eventually nurture.

However, judging by the remaining blank space of this core, it would still be a long process for it to be completely covered with various complex patterns bearing the aura of ancient mystery, just like the star slowly changing its resonant frequency, moving closer to Allen's soul frequency.

Allen even had a feeling that the process of this star core's gestation and growth was actually the process of its frequency constantly approaching Allen's soul frequency. If this process could be accelerated, perhaps the gestation time of this star core would also be shortened!

The divine consciousness silently accepted this sudden whim of Allen's main consciousness, a viewpoint that could not be verified for the time being, and began to mobilize the part of the brain it could control to start calculating.

As for the main consciousness body that controlled Allen's body, it began to re-modify the process of entering the divine power state, replacing the previous flame star with the newly recorded and visualized star core, overlapping it with the seed of faith where its power source was located, and the first new attempt began.

Replacing the star visualization with the new existence, just visualizing it and replicating it in one's own sea of consciousness, the difficulty was beyond Allen's imagination, especially the complex and mysterious patterns on the core's surface, which seemed to possess some kind of magical power. Any slight error in Allen's visualization would cause the visualized prototype to directly shatter and fail to take shape.

It was as if every thread of纹理 on the surface of the entire star core represented a domino that constituted the core. As long as one domino was placed incorrectly, the entire domino pattern that one wanted to build would collapse.

The initial dozens of attempts failed in the first step, but each failure was an encouragement to Allen, making him even more unwilling to give up, and he worked harder to visualize and recall every detail of the star core.

By the time Allen was finally able to completely replicate the star core remembered by the divine consciousness in his own sea of consciousness, the time had unknowingly passed for half a month, and then to make it overlap with his visualized seed of faith, and actively change its frequency to approach the star spectrum, eventually reaching the amplitude of co-frequency resonance, the difficulty was such that Allen experienced countless failures.

At the only entrance to the Dark Hall, several elite and loyal Temple Holy Knights solemnly guarded, and no one except the two leaders, Zeller and Albard, could enter or leave, just to prevent anyone from disturbing Allen, who was in secluded cultivation. The combat priest Zeller, who had reached the early stage of legend, entered the secret chamber of the Dark Hall several times during this period, trying to ask Allen for instructions on the upcoming fourth Cooking Competition, to see if His Majesty 'God of Cookery' had any intention of participating.

Over the years, Zeller had also felt that this cooking competition was of great help to the development of their church. Not to mention the existing believers in the church, because of this increasingly prosperous event, they were even more firm in their faith. Moreover, when the church secretly continued to develop believers and spread its doctrines, it took much less effort to persuade people. Everyone seemed to gradually no longer hold a skeptical attitude towards the existence of this God of Cookery, but rather firmly believed in His existence.

Especially the magic chefs, who were closely related to the God of Cookery, they should be the most willing to believe in the existence of the God of Cookery, and they were often the easiest to develop.

Chieftain Albard was very concerned about this cooking competition. Every time the competition was held, he would personally summon the high-level managers of the tribe to discuss the prizes for the competition. Even though in the subsequent competitions, the assets of the tribe's public treasury would shrink every time it was held, causing the two city lords of Green Lake City and Namur Fortress to have many complaints and dissatisfaction, they could not shake Chieftain Albard's determination to hold the competition in a grand manner.

By observing a part, one can know the whole. Since being promoted to legend, Zeller's intelligence seemed to have developed a lot. Through Chieftain Albard's actions, Zeller could vaguely feel the degree of concern of the great leader, who was rarely seen, for this competition, as well as some clues and influences of this competition on the church's future layout.

Of course, Zeller himself was also very concerned about this, after all, he was also the second-in-command of the God of Cookery Church, second only to Chieftain Albard, and the larger the scale of the church's development, the greater the power in his hands.

This time, seeing that the competition was about to be held, and the great leader happened to be in seclusion in the underground temple, Zeller, who had positioned himself as the church's logistics director, thought of informing the patriarch about this matter, perhaps he would be in the mood to participate.

You know, this year's competition has once again broken the scale of the previous competitions. The number of chefs who have signed up for the competition alone is more than the sum of the chefs who participated in the previous three competitions, which shows that the magic chef profession has had great development and spread in the past two or three decades. As the date of the competition approaches, more merchants and contestants from afar flock to the city, making the huge Green Lake City even more prosperous and lively.

The most troublesome thing is not these huge numbers of contestants and merchants, but those big figures from various tribes who came as promised because of the promise Allen made during the first competition thirty years ago. Many people have already arrived in the city, waiting for Allen to hand over a satisfactory answer.

Several master-level recipes of different attributes have been handed over to Albard. The tribe's recipe booklet production team has already completed the production of thousands of recipes. When the time comes, Albard will hand them over to various forces on behalf of Allen. But this is only part of Allen's promise to the alliance. The remaining finished dishes that he promised to give still need Allen to personally cook, who let the excellent chefs trained by the tribe now not be able to master these recipes!

Pacing back and forth anxiously in front of the secret chamber door of the Dark Hall, it was clear that Allen was behind this closed door, but Zeller did not have the courage to knock on the door and disturb the leader who was in secluded cultivation.

Has the patriarch not moved yet?

Albard's figure slowly appeared in front of Zeller through the deep and silent passage.

Since Allen added the burden of hosting the tribe's daily affairs to Albard, Albard has rarely had time to be alone, let alone the various equipment in the magic laboratory that he used to love the most, he has not touched it for a long time. If it weren't for wanting to come and see Allen's movements this time, it is said that Albard would not have set foot in this cultivation secret chamber.

No.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Zeller's face, and he replied apologetically: Or else I will go knock on the door now and ask our lord for instructions!

Forget it, there is still some time before the cooking competition is held anyway, and even if the patriarch comes out after the end of the competition, it is actually too late.

As a great mage who has already come into contact with many mysteries of divine power, Albard's perception of divine power is no longer as slow as before. When he entered this underground temple, he keenly felt that the aura of divine power in the temple was becoming more and more intense, and at the same time, another mysterious power was rippling and permeating in the temple space. These changes were ultimately closely related to Allen himself who was in the temple.

Perhaps the patriarch is at a critical moment, anyway, this matter is not very urgent, at worst, I will delay it for a few more days.

You will be guarding in front of this door recently. As long as the patriarch comes out, quickly report the matter to him.

If the cooking competition on the ground is over, and the patriarch has not come out yet, then you should knock on the door again to ask for instructions.

Understood.