Green Monster Epic

Mansa City was unexpectedly lively. The originally desolate plains outside the city were now dotted with numerous tents and carriages, indicating that many tribal teams had already arrived ahead of schedule.

Besides the various tribal teams, the shrewd and resourceful chamber of commerce executives had also converged on Mansa City around this time. After all, this was a major event held once every century. Not only were all of the alliance's hundred-plus member tribes participating, but each tribe had also sent at least one legendary representative, which meant that Mansa City now hosted at least 113 legendary-level powerhouses.

With so many legendary figures appearing in the same place, even the human kingdoms, which were said to have the largest number of legendary individuals, rarely saw such a sight. If one didn't seize the opportunity to go to Mansa City to try their luck, connect with legendary figures, and make a fortune, would they still be worthy of being called shrewd merchants?

Countless combat-related resources poured in, causing Mansa City to experience a rare state of overcrowding. Many tribes without enough spacious territory in Mansa City, and many merchants who didn't have the opportunity to stay in hotels and inns, were ultimately forced to temporarily build simple tents and shanties outside the city.

At this time, no one with any sense would dare to act recklessly around Mansa City. If they carelessly provoked the pursuit of over a hundred legendary figures in the city, even a deity descending to the mortal realm might not be able to escape this calamity!!

Of course, the happiest people in Mansa City at this time were probably the tax officials at the city gates who collected head taxes. Each individual was now seen as gleaming silver coins in the eyes of the tax officials! It was conservatively estimated that the number of people entering and leaving the four city gates of Mansa City each day, when converted into gold coins, would be in the thousands. It was truly a case of making money hand over fist.

Allen stopped the team near a temporary settlement outside the north city gate, instructing Spike and the others to set up camp there. It wasn't that he was unwilling to part with those two or three gold coins, but he was worried that the tribe's hotels and restaurants in the city wouldn't be able to accommodate so many goblins.

Sure enough, after Allen wandered around the city, he discovered that the tribe's most luxurious Allen Hotel in Mansa City was now fully booked and couldn't spare a single vacant room. However, the noodle restaurants established in several districts of the city could accommodate many goblins, but it would require dispersed arrangements, which was unfavorable for management and was rejected by Allen with a shake of his head.

Forget it, the goblins had all experienced more difficult environments anyway. Now that the competition was imminent, staying and settling outside the city for a period of time shouldn't be a problem, right? Allen so happily made a 'friendly' decision for the goblins.

"Your Eminence!! Blessings to you!!"

Upon arriving in Mansa City, the first place Allen visited was naturally the Oak Church's main court in the south of the city. Originally, Allen had intended to request an audience with Master Oscar, but he was directly refused a meeting. It seemed that Allen's past actions had indeed hurt him, and he hadn't forgiven Allen even after more than a decade.

On the contrary, Pope Feritz, whom Allen had only glimpsed a few times from afar and never had the opportunity to formally meet, suddenly summoned Allen this time, making Allen feel quite flattered.

"My child, may the grace of the Oak Tree protect you!"

The towering Feritz was getting old, but his spirit was very robust. He wore a crown woven from several thorny branches on his head, with green leaves appearing on the crown from time to time, and wildflowers blooming at times, indicating that it was an extraordinary item.

As one of the few Saint-level powerhouses in Mansa City, and also the ruler of a major church, Allen couldn't feel the slightest aura of a powerhouse at this time, as if he were meeting an ordinary old man, relaxed and at ease.

Commander Nordin also appeared in the spacious hall, giving Allen a friendly smile when their eyes met.

"This alliance competition is a very important matter for your Greenwood Tribe."

Even though Feritz, who was born an elf, was old, one could still see his handsome appearance when he was young from his outline. At this time, his slightly narrowed eyes emitted a peaceful aura, and his hoarse tone revealed deep concern.

"Although I know that your Greenwood Tribe's collection must contain a lot of information about the Mirage Plane, after all, this is your first time participating in this competition. Seeing that you personally led the team here, you must attach great importance to this matter."

"Therefore, I have asked someone to sort out the books and archives of the church about the Mirage Plane. If you are interested, you can go to Avril, who manages the archives, later, and she will bring these archives for you to consult."

"Thank you, Your Eminence!!"

Allen quickly bowed, sincerely expressing his gratitude.

"If you have any other needs, you can also talk to Nordin."

Feritz's eyes constantly scrutinized Allen, as if he saw his own youthful appearance.

"Tell me about your tribe, how is it developing recently? I heard that you built a commercial road that is over a thousand miles long?"

"It's okay..."

Originally, it was just a simple visit, but just meeting Feritz took half a day. The other party tirelessly inquired about Allen and the affairs of the Greenwood Tribe, expressing a very caring attitude, which made Allen feel grateful and also apprehensive.

It wasn't until Nordin led Allen out of the hall that Allen breathed a sigh of relief, and his body also relaxed a lot.

"You should be grateful, His Eminence Feritz hasn't received a tribal leader in a long time!!"

Nordin, as the Oak Church's most loyal hound, spoke solemnly to Allen.

"My heart will forever admire the glory of the Father of the Oak Tree, and I am also very grateful for the help given by the church."

Allen responded respectfully. Although the Greenwood Tribe's strength was growing stronger, Allen was still very clear that his relationship with the Oak Church was still mutually beneficial and win-win.

Without the support of the Oak Church and the Ranger and New Sprout Churches, the Greenwood Tribe would not be able to maintain its current independent status in the face of the stronger and more powerful Church of Nature. And if the Oak faction lost the allegiance of the Greenwood Tribe, its influence on the Northern Territory would also be weakened, and its already small sphere of influence would be further eroded.

After helping the Beastman Empire in the south resist the offensive of the human coalition forces and counterattack to regain much of its original territory, the Church of Nature's tough behavior gained the support of more tribes, especially the support of two of the three royal courts of the Centaur Grassland. In addition, the God of Nature absorbed and digested most of the authority left behind after the Father of the Oak Tree fell into slumber, jumping from a Medium Divine Power to a Great Divine Power, and ultimately having a greater voice among the Natural Gods.

With the prestige brought by what it had done in the south, the current Church of Nature, and their allies, influenced more than half of the wilderness tribes, and even the Snow Mists tribe, which had previously defected from the Natural alignment, regretted their initial betrayal.

But it was precisely because of Allen's influence in the North that Snomi at least didn't turn their thoughts into actions. With the foothold and benefits of Nasir Fortress as a bond, and with the external threat and enemy of the Drow, Arielle still decided to join the Oak Camp.

“You probably need to pay attention to something during this Mirage Plane Competition.”

Notting was very satisfied with Allen's attitude, and didn't forget to remind Allen before parting: “Those few die-hard tribes under the command of the Church of Nature are very likely to cause you trouble in the Mirage Plane.”

“If conflicts and disputes occur in the wilderness, everyone's actions will be relatively restrained for the sake of the temple, but after entering the Mirage Plane, there won't be so many scruples.”

“It's okay for you legendary powerhouses. Even if there are differences in strength between you, it will cost a lot to design and frame someone. Moreover, a group of you legendaries will act collectively to clear the core areas of the Mirage Plane. No one dares to act rashly when other legendaries are watching.”

“But if your tribe's team encounters the teams of those few tribes after being separated from your protection, I'm afraid they won't be polite.”

“All we can do to help you is to monitor and control the mages at the teleportation gate, at least to prevent them from tampering with the teleportation.”

“So, after you go back, tell your tribesmen to be careful of the surrounding tribe teams and don't easily form alliances or cooperate with others.”

“Understood!”

Allen nodded solemnly and replied gratefully.

“Then, good luck to you all!”

“May the Oak Tree bless you!”

“Thank you, Your Excellency.”

Watching Allen leave the church, Notting slowly retracted his gaze, and his expression relaxed.

“Now that you're here, why don't you come out and meet him?”

Suddenly, the calm Notting turned his head towards a tall stone pillar statue on the left, looked directly at the shadow behind the statue, and slowly opened his mouth.

“My path is different from his. Meeting would only add to the sadness.”

Behind the stone pillar, a tall green figure slowly walked out. It was the legendary druid Oscar, whom Allen wanted to visit but was rejected.

“You…”

Notting smiled helplessly. In fact, he didn't agree with Oscar's actions. It was rare for this hobgoblin Allen to respect Oscar so much, so Oscar should have tried to win over this hobgoblin for the benefit of the church, instead of alienating him like now.

There are not many wilderness tribes that can still be used by the church. In recent years, with the slumber of Lord Sylvanus, the Oak Church, which has lost the backing of the great god, has gradually declined, and the tribes that depend on it have also fled one after another.

Nowadays, every tribe that still supports the Oak Church is a valuable object to win over in Notting's eyes, especially a tribe like the Green Field Tribe, which is full of vitality and has a bright future.

“When you have time, the two of you should sit down and have a good talk. You also have to understand Allen's situation. The struggle between the wilderness tribes is inherently cruel.”

“He has his choices, and I have my persistence.”

Oscar glanced at Notting lightly, then transformed into a giant eagle and flew away, probably wanting to avoid the situation altogether.

Notting sighed deeply, his heart heavy. Even His Holiness the Pope had summoned Allen in a low-key manner, in order to make this hobgoblin feel the church's importance to him, but some guys in the church were so inconsiderate of the overall situation, only thinking about the persistence and beliefs in their hearts, which was really annoying.

But Notting was helpless about this. In recent years, the church's legendary powerhouses had died, been injured, and suffered heavy losses. The subsequent new generation was also facing a crisis of succession due to the reduction of believers. Although there was currently a legendary seed emerging, the inheritance and continuation of future legendary powerhouses would inevitably be greatly affected due to the lack of follow-up power.

Therefore, every legendary powerhouse in the church now is a valuable asset, and they cannot be easily hurt for some trivial matters. There is no one more loyal to the church and to their great Lord than them.

After arriving in Mansha City, Allen first went to the Oak Church to pray. Even if Allen himself was not a devout believer, it was a habit he had always insisted on. Proving many things with actions is far more convincing than making promises.

Like this visit, it had good results. Not only did he obtain a lot of information about the Mirage Plane from the Green Field Tribe's data, but he also purchased some scarce scrolls and potions on the market, such as the Dimensional Anchor scroll that Allen liked most.

Returning to the outside of the city, he brought a rich meal and supplies to Leo, Spike, and the other goblins, so that they could have a good rest, and told them to set up camp outside the city with peace of mind. Allen kept walking around in the city, visiting or accepting visits from other legendary figures.

It was rare to have so many powerhouses gathered in one place. Everyone hoped to take this opportunity to make more friends, or to communicate with the surrounding powerhouses to see if they needed each other's resources.

Equipment, magic potions, plant materials, precious minerals, and magic beast glands and materials, the higher the level of materials, the more scarce they were. Not everyone was like Allen, who didn't have high demands for external objects and had always only used the Bone Cleaver of the semi-legendary rank.

Like the Black Dragon Scale Armor he replaced later, the main materials needed were still collected from the black dragon he killed, which saved a lot of trouble. Other legendaries didn't have Allen's strength and luck. In the despair of not being able to further improve their strength for decades, they could only improve their combat ability indirectly by collecting and creating more and better equipment.

Even, some legendary powerhouses secretly took out their useless legendary crystals and exchanged them with others for the resources they needed, without thinking about passing on these legendary crystals to the tribe.

Of course, everyone's needs were different, and it was not so simple to exchange. Therefore, when these legendaries gradually gathered, some people took the opportunity to connect with each other and see if they could make some exchanges with other legendaries.

In fact, there was a more convenient exchange meeting, but the time of this kind of exchange meeting was not fixed, and the scene was also very secret. For some legendaries who urgently needed to collect resources to create equipment and improve themselves, they couldn't wait for this period of time, because the time for the alliance competition was approaching, and sometimes a few days late could cause a lot of losses.

However, in the exchange with a group of legendaries, Allen learned a piece of news, that is, one month before the start of the competition, there would be a grand auction, specializing in auctioning all kinds of rare treasures and various materials needed for the competition.

In addition to the auction, there was also an exchange meeting specifically for legendaries. Many legendaries who were not so lucky, as well as those who arrived late, would appear in this exchange meeting.