Green Monster Epic

The three Pillars, still in shock, were in no hurry to urge Allen to set off. Instead, while Allen prepared, they walked and observed together in this unfamiliar and bustling city.

“…Allen is really bold. He dares to let the priests of the God of Cookery Church appear openly in everyone's sight, unafraid of being purged by the Temple of Nature in the future!”

The three Pillars gained a lot from their inspection of the city. Perhaps the most surprising thing to them was the sight of the priests wearing off-white robes, embroidered with a crossed knife and fork on their chests, and a flat-bottomed pot with the handle upside down in the middle, forming a six-pointed star and a layout of the holy emblem on the round shield, not caring at all about the members of other churches of the Temple of Nature in Green Lake City, and walking freely in Green Lake City.

In fact, it's not just the Northern Territory that has these Gods of Cookery priests who are not recognized by the Temple of Nature. There are quite a few such priests throughout the wilderness. As the convenience of magical cooking to the adventure life has been accepted and recognized by the public, these Gods of Cookery priests, who can not only perform the blessings, healing, and combat of ordinary priests, but also have excellent cooking skills, have also become the most willing objects for many adventure groups to befriend and win over.

“As long as this guy Allen exists for one day, the Temple of Nature will not dare to make up its mind to exterminate the Church of the God of Cookery and his believers.”

“Those earth-shattering battles a hundred years ago, do you think this hobgoblin was just full and had nothing to do? That was a silent but powerful threat. He was telling the old fogeys of the Temple of Nature what price they would have to pay if they wanted to deal with him!”

The three Pillars wandered around the city with complex emotions, chatting enthusiastically about what they saw and heard.

“Moreover, with the implementation of this wilderness reform, after seeing this hobgoblin's management ability, methods, and vision, some people in the Temple of Nature have changed their attitude towards him. If he really succeeds in ascending that mountain in the future, perhaps the Temple of Nature will be happy to see it happen!”

“Then he's really lucky, not having to hide like a rat crossing the street!”

“This is not just luck, but real strength!”

…

“To be frank, I'm here to invite you to go with me to the depths of the desert.”

The first thing Allen did after returning to Green Lake City was not to look for Cole, who didn't know where he had gone to play with his partner, but to come to the huge building complex of the Tandin Society in Green Lake City to meet Eric, the human non-believer who hadn't shown his face for many years.

As soon as they met, Allen directly told the other party his intention, looking with clear eyes at the human in front of him, whose face remained in middle age, and whose aura was becoming more and more calm and powerful.

“Do you want to deal with the snake people in the depths of the desert?”

Eric now has some confidence when facing Allen.

The Tandin Society has developed to this day, not only having nearly 50,000 staunch followers in the Green Field Tribe, but also extending its tentacles outward, secretly setting up strongholds in various tribes in the Northern Territory and even Mansha City, propagating their beliefs.

The entire Tandin Society has reached a number of 100,000 members, and among the talents cultivated in the society, there have also been two non-believer legends, and another legendary assassin. With the existing manpower of their Tandin Society, even in the wilderness, they can be regarded as a force not to be underestimated.

Especially Eric himself, as the founder of the non-believer war profession, his will is firm on the path he is taking. At the same time, he had already clarified his future path when he was promoted to legend in his early years. Therefore, the demigod level, which seems almost impossible to climb in the eyes of outsiders, is not as difficult as Eric's search for his legendary path back then. Now he is already a powerful existence at the demigod level.

“Yes.”

Allen did not hide anything. The other party and the abilities of the Tandin Society under his command have been verified over the years, and it is worth Allen giving enough respect.

With Eric and his followers constantly improving and studying the profession of non-believer, they have also developed many auras similar to the knight profession. Later, they cooperated with Albard to insert these non-believer professionals into the legions of the Northern Territory Allied Forces, and various new tactics emerged.

If the legions in the past could only protect themselves when facing legends, then with the addition of the non-believer profession to the legions, fighting together with knight professionals, they can already confront legendary powerhouses head-on.

The anti-air domain aura of the non-believer profession, with the legion's bonus, has an effect far exceeding several times that of individual casting alone. As long as it is activated in the battlefield, then within a radius of ten miles centered on the location of the legion, except for birds flying using physical methods, any existence flying in a non-physical way must obediently fall to the ground and fight with the huge legion.

And after the legendary powerhouse loses the mobility advantage of flight, wanting to restrain one or several legions with one person's strength like in the past can only exist in fantasy.

After this discovery and creation, the Tandin Society's unique non-believer profession became a treasure in Allen's eyes, directly lifting the invisible restrictions and suppression on them over the years, and even secretly fueling the flames to help their Tandin Society develop and grow.

Of course, the development of the Tandin Society is also limited. When their growth reaches the warning line set by Allen in his mind, the situation will return to the previous state. After all, Allen, who has embarked on that path, cannot actively cultivate an organization that runs counter to the beliefs of the gods.

“I need your domain ability.”

“I can help you, but I also have conditions.”

Eric pondered for a moment, and when he raised his head, he had already made a decision.

“Okay, tell me your conditions.”

Allen nodded.

“I need to buy a piece of land around Green Lake City, with an area of no less than 10,000 hectares.”

“I also need to establish a merchant team in the name of the Tandin Society, and the Green Field Tribe needs to open up all procurement rights for this merchant team.”

The larger the Tantin Society's scale, the more resources it consumed daily. Whether it was cultivating outstanding talents or promoting their Tantin Society's ideals, all of this required a large investment of resources. The wealth that Eric and the others had brought out from the Spring Church in their early years had long been exhausted. In recent years, in order to continue their cause, even the members below had to actively pay membership fees to subsidize the society's expenses.

Moreover, the Greenwood Tribe had been secretly suppressing the Tantin Society, preventing them from obtaining relatively stable income through trade, planting, and other channels. Although there had been some relaxation in recent years, the space available for Tantin Society members to operate remained narrow.

"These two requests of yours are not too high. The only relatively vague aspect is opening up procurement rights for your merchant group. I agree to grant you a certain quota of procurement rights for Greenwood specialties each year."

Allen thought for a moment and said, "But don't be too happy. The specialties of my Greenwood Tribe are in short supply, and the amount that can be spared for you is very limited."

"I understand!!"

Eric's steady expression immediately eased. With Allen, the local emperor, giving his word and agreeing to his request, the Tantin Society would have a relatively stable source of income in the future.

"When exactly will we be heading to the desert? What do I need to prepare?"

"No need. Your main task is to look for an opportunity to activate your domain and not let our opponents escape. As for the combat aspects, I have already found helpers. I will tell you the details when we set off."

Seeing that Eric had agreed, Allen felt even more confident about this mission.

Eric's Unbeliever combat profession strength was not weak, especially when facing spellcasting professions. An Unbeliever who had mastered the anti-magic domain could be said to be their nemesis. However, among physical combat professionals, Unbelievers were indeed somewhat lacking.

"As for the departure time, it will be in the next few days. You can go back and arrange things with your people. I can't guarantee how long it will take for us to return."

"Alright, you can have someone come and call me when the time comes."

With everything settled, Allen no longer lingered in the castle and quietly left through the passage he had come from.

When he returned to his castle on the mountaintop, dozens of solemn and waiting faces had already appeared in the castle's main hall. Allen basically didn't recognize the owners of these faces. Only a few auras from the Church of the Food God felt familiar to Allen. Those were the aura characteristics he had recorded when he responded to their prayers in the past.

Allen's tiger eyes swept around the circle of tribal leaders of various races in front of him. Allen smiled slightly, feeling gratified, because seven members here exuded a powerful aura. Although it was somewhat restrained, under Allen's Sage-level mental perception, he could judge that their strength was all above Legendary, and the strongest aura was even approaching the High-level Legendary stage.

Adding the four Legendary powerhouses stationed at Fort Muir, the entire Greenwood Tribe already possessed more than ten Legendary powerhouses. Not to mention Allen, the Sage, and Kerr, the Demigod.

Ever since Allen advanced to Demigod, the outside world had been praising and praising the Greenwood Tribe as the number one tribe in the Northern Territory. However, Allen himself knew in his heart that his tribe still lacked too much and was not worthy of that resounding title. The true number one tribe in the Northern Territory could not avoid the Hochia Drow Federation, which had migrated from further north, although they had always been isolated in the wilderness and their presence was not strong.

But now, after a rapid increase in Legendary powerhouses, whether in terms of population potential or the number of powerhouses, the title of number one in the Northern Territory was somewhat justified.

"...The reason I have gathered you here is not only to listen to the reports from your respective towns, but also because I have an urgent task that requires manpower."

"Please give us your orders, Chieftain!!"

"The target of this mission, relevant information will be sent to your hands by someone later. You must formulate a reasonable plan and submit it to me within one day."

"I need to see in the plan how many troops are needed to eliminate this target, how much grain and supplies are needed..."

"I won't give you too much time to prepare. After you have formulated the plan tonight, I will personally lead the team to set off. Your subsequent advancement will be very tight. Within three days, I will have the accompanying spellcasting team set up the flesh and blood altar and begin the teleportation operation."

"This is not an exercise, but a real battle. I hope you can submit a satisfactory answer and not disappoint me!!!!"

This time, Allen originally only wanted to gather an elite team of Legendary powerhouses to enter the desert and eliminate the spiritual pillar of the snake people—the Hydra—in a decapitation operation. As long as the slumbering Snake Valley is erased from the desert, then these snake people will not amount to much.

However, when Allen returned to Greenwood and learned about the development of the Greenwood Tribe and the Northern Territory in recent years, he had another idea: perhaps it was time to test the organizational capabilities of the Greenwood Tribe and the strength of the elite Northern Territory Allied Forces.

Of course, Allen's sudden change of mind and issuing the task with a few words meant countless resources and manpower being invested in the execution period.

"Understood!!!!"

Dozens of Greenwood high-level officials responded in unison with a powerful and forceful voice. Then, after they each received a relevant mission introduction, they prepared to leave the hall.

"Remember!! This is considered a top-secret mission, and all executions must be based on confidentiality!!"

In order to add difficulty to everyone, Allen added another sentence.

"Yes!!"

After everyone left, Allen's divine power surged within his body, and the authority of the Greenwood Guardian in his sea of consciousness had already been activated, marking the projections of the dozens of people who had left earlier on the sand table one by one. At this time, he had already begun to examine these talented members of the tribe.

Three magic hours passed, and a complete and detailed military plan was sent to Allen's hand. After it obtained Allen's handwritten 'Agreed' and was sent back to the relevant departments, the entire Greenwood Tribe quickly began to move.

The huge war machine, with a document circulating through various departments, began to make a rumbling sound and slowly started up.