Green Monster Epic

Surging power surged within his body, but there were no significant enemies around Allen. Deep within enemy territory, Allen couldn't afford to make too much noise, so he had immense power but no stage to unleash it.

However, that didn't matter. Allen wanted to calmly experience this energy, similar to descriptions in various records and named by him as divine power, to understand its characteristics.

Controlling the divine power as it flowed through his body, Allen could feel countless body cells cheering and eagerly absorbing and digesting this rare treasure.

Originally, after entering the demigod stage, the body would gradually transform from solid to energy under the influence and modification of liquid fury, resulting in a stronger body less susceptible to severe damage.

But this process would be slow. To permanently energize an organ, rather than briefly energizing it like Allen's previous legendary feats, required immense energy support.

According to Allen's estimation, even if he did nothing else and simply circulated his fury daily to nourish his body cells, it would take at least five hundred years to completely energize his entire physical body.

However, Allen also had to expend energy managing the tribe and developing the Food God Society. Trivial matters would inevitably delay Allen's progress, so at his current rate, it would take at least a thousand years to fully energize his body.

Yet, as this divine power circulated through his blood for a dozen minutes, Allen keenly felt subtle changes in his body, almost matching the changes brought about by ten days of circulating his blood.

If his body could be nourished by this energy for a long time, then the speed at which he completely energized his body would inevitably be faster, perhaps only taking two or three hundred years to complete.

At that time, he would have the opportunity to climb higher, to reach the summit of Mount Saint, and become the next mythical figure in the Wild Mancha.

After circulating his blood dozens of times, Allen recollected his divine power and returned from his meditation. He reached behind his back and the dark gold heavy sword, Bone Cleaver, appeared in his hand.

His fingers caressed the sword's blade, and a clear hum came from it, as if confiding in Allen. In this world, if asked what had accompanied Allen the longest, it would undoubtedly be the heavy sword in his hand.

Bone Cleaver, only a step away from becoming a demigod weapon, didn't have outstanding magical effects, with only two actively triggered magical effects: Gravity术, and 魔-Suppressing符印.

Compared to the various dazzling and bizarre magical effects of demigod weapons inherited from other forces, even compared to the magical effects of many excellent legendary weapons, Bone Cleaver paled in comparison.

However, every characteristic of Bone Cleaver was tailored to Allen's fighting style. To outsiders, these characteristics were of little value, but in Allen's hands, they could greatly enhance his combat effectiveness.

Prolonged use of Bone Cleaver allowed Allen to clearly understand every internal texture. At the same time, being constantly tempered by Allen's fury infusion, Bone Cleaver was constantly fine-tuning its internal structure to maximize the amplification and destructive power of Allen's fury.

As divine power flowed through Bone Cleaver's blade, the dark gold heavy sword began to emit a faint golden light, and the blade's temperature slowly rose, as if being forged in a furnace.

Buzz buzz buzz!

At the same time, the heavy sword began to vibrate slightly, emitting a buzzing sound like bees flying. A subtle magical fluctuation emanated from the blade, spreading outwards, and soon attracted the roars and howls of several unknown beasts in the distant forest.

The vibration lasted for half a magic hour. Allen coldly watched the sword's own vibration, sensing countless subtle impurities being squeezed out of the heavy sword. The flow of divine power in the blade became smoother, filling his heart with anticipation.

Clang!!

With a melodious chime from the heavy sword, the vibration stopped abruptly. The scorching heavy sword now had a bit more simplicity and solemnity. Just lying quietly between Allen's legs, it involuntarily attracted people's attention.

His right hand rested on the hilt, and his wrist nimbly swung it left and right in the air. The whistling sound of the air being cut stirred up gusts of wind, causing the leaves of the ancient trees to rustle in response.

The heavy sword was still the one Allen knew, but it had also undergone great changes. The 魔-Suppressing符印组 and Gravity术 spell models engraved in the sword's core had disappeared, but they had merged with the entire heavy sword, inseparable.

The scars left on the sword from countless battles had also been renewed and disappeared. A leaf that had been blown down by the previous breeze floated towards the ground, passing across the blade of the heavy sword. The leaf, with almost no force applied, was easily cut in two by the sword's edge.

Allen felt the changes in the heavy sword, and also vaguely felt a faint sense of joy emanating from the sword itself. A realization suddenly appeared in Allen's mind.

It seemed that under the infusion and tempering of his divine power, the heavy sword Bone Cleaver had finally crossed that difficult hurdle and officially become a genuine demigod weapon.

With a thought, an invisible light membrane instantly appeared on the sword's blade, which was the effect of the 魔-Suppressing符印组 being activated. He gently tapped the light membrane a few times with his finger, feeling the characteristics of the light membrane becoming more resilient and the energy intensity becoming greater, indicating that its 魔-Suppressing effect must have been strengthened.

Although the sword had slightly reduced in weight during the tempering, now weighing about six hundred and thirty pounds in his hand, the Gravity术 no longer needed to be specifically activated. As long as Allen held it and fought, injecting energy, then the Gravity术 effect would automatically activate and be added to the heavy sword, making Allen's sword strikes heavier and fiercer.

"It's really getting more and more handy!"

Allen rarely showed an affectionate expression, praising the greatsword in his hand. Although he knew that this sword was just an inanimate object, it was his closest comrade in arms for the Bear 地精.

After some exploration and consumption, Allen could clearly feel that there was not much divine power left in his body. After all, his current realm and strength had not fully mastered the method of stimulating divine power, let alone spontaneously circulating it like fury, brewing new fury.

While there was not much divine power left in his body, Allen suddenly thought of the so-called divine grace that Ze Lang had reported to him last time. Allen was still somewhat confused about how he had done it at the time. Now that he had the opportunity, he might as well explore it again, and take this opportunity to see if he could select and cultivate a few more talents for the Food God Society.

Following the usual practice when communicating with Zelong, Allen sank his consciousness towards the Seed of Faith. Countless particles of faith, like dust, orbited the Seed of Faith, each particle representing a believer in Allen.

The particles themselves emitted light, but their brightness varied depending on their inherent piety, or rather, the quality of faith they provided. For example, the most brilliant particle of faith belonged to Allen's first priest, Zelong. Allen now appeared in his consciousness every time he initiated a spiritual exchange.

Nowadays, besides communicating with Zelong's consciousness, Allen's main consciousness could also connect with the consciousness of other believers under certain conditions, but he couldn't yet converse with them like he did with Zelong.

The conditions for entering a believer's consciousness were usually when the believer was praying, or when they earnestly desired the Food God to manifest and help them overcome difficulties, and so on.

Of course, there was also an implicit condition: the brightness of these faith particles had to be sufficient for Allen to notice, meaning the person had to be at least a devout believer.

These were the patterns Allen had painstakingly sorted out over decades of exploration. Apart from these, Allen knew nothing about the more profound mysteries of the faith particles, the Seed of Faith, the nascent Endless Starry Sky Flame, and so on.

The number of faith particles that Allen could sense was increasing daily, which verified that the Food God Society, under Albad's leadership and management, was indeed developing well.

Wandering among the faith particles orbiting the Seed of Faith, Allen's consciousness constantly entered and exited those bright faith particles to determine the identity of each particle's owner.

Although as the great main god worshiped by believers, Allen shouldn't show favoritism towards any believer, as a pseudo-god with insufficient foundation and many shortcomings, Allen would still rationally choose more promising, younger, and more devout believers to test the bestowal of divine grace.

Divine power passed through the vortex of anger without hindrance, reaching the space where the Seed of Faith was located. Then, under Allen's mental control, it slowly projected towards a particle that was relatively bright among the many faith particles.

The owner of the particle was a young female kobold named Magna, who had only been discovered in the past two years to possess the talent to become a spellcaster, which was considered quite outstanding among kobolds.

Because of her talent as a spellcaster, Magna's ability to learn and master knowledge was also very good. She had now completed the basic general knowledge courses, and the Food God Society was preparing to guide her down the path of a druid or shaman.

However, since Allen now intended to test the independent use of divine grace and make her a priest or cleric, it would be even better to utilize her abilities if successful.

Under Allen's great mental control, the divine power transformed into a fine, long thread, guiding it to drill into the faith particle. When the faith particle and divine power suddenly came into contact, the already bright particle increased its luminosity by another level and greedily absorbed this trace of divine power.

Allen didn't expect the experiment to be so simple. Watching his divine power being completely absorbed by the faith particle, the particle's brightness quickly approached that of Zelong's corresponding particle.

After the divine power was completely absorbed, the particle calmed down again. At this time, Allen's consciousness, which had infiltrated the particle, could suddenly see the scene in the particle owner's mind.

The young female kobold was wearing a close-fitting pink scale armor and wielding a colorful crystal greatsword, spiritedly launching an attack on a group of ferocious long-armed apes.

Although the colors of her armor and weapon were bright, their style gave Allen a sense of familiarity. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to be very similar to the black dragon scale armor worn by Coer and the Bone Splitter wielded by Allen.

Obviously, this girl hadn't noticed the presence of an outsider in her dream and was still bravely displaying her clumsy close combat skills, fighting back and forth with the three or four long-armed apes.

"Banner, don't worry, with me protecting you, I will definitely not let these beasts hurt you again!"

Allen had seen the young female kobold's face several times, but those were images that appeared uncontrollably in Allen's sea of consciousness during her prayers. In reality, Magna had never contacted Allen.

Beside a large tree behind her, a young male kobold, considered handsome and brave among kobolds, leaned weakly against the tree trunk, his face full of worry and admiration as he watched the female kobold in the midst of battle.

Hearing Magna's concern for him even during the battle, the male kobold named Banner was moved: "You be careful too, Magna!"

"Don't let these beasts hurt your beautiful fur and charming face!"

"Humph, they are not qualified to hurt me!"

Magna replied proudly: "My teacher is our chieftain. Having received his personal instruction, although my strength is not as good as Senior Sister Coer, these few beasts cannot hurt me!"

"Ah! You are so amazing!"

"Giggle giggle..."

The dream of the young, amorous kobold Magna was filled with the breath of youth. Allen, as an observer, felt embarrassed and vaguely guilty.

"Ahem!"

Adjusting the image of the dream, Allen transformed himself into the appearance of those chefs he had seen in dreams before, wearing a pure white chef's uniform, a cylindrical hat on his head, and a black iron pot on his back. The Food God kobold appeared before Magna's eyes.

"Who are you..."

The first to discover Allen was Banner, the object of Magna's affection in her dream. At the same time, Magna, who was in battle, immediately noticed him as well.

"Ah!! Great Guardian of the Kobolds, Master of the Green Plains, a humble lamb offers you sincere blessings!!"

Magna recognized Allen's identity at a glance, because the image that Allen had transformed into was the image that the Food God Society had always reshaped for Allen, the one that best fit the Food God.

"My believer, it is time to wake up!"

Allen waved his hand gently, and the long-armed apes fighting fiercely with Magna, as well as the male kobold Banner leaning against the tree, and this wilderness forest, all turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared before Magna's eyes.

At the same time, Magna seemed to have been teleported to another world by Allen in the blink of an eye. Looking up at the unfamiliar environment and the magnificent temple scene, she was still a little dazed.