Green Monster Epic

Chapter 930: Drizzle

Allen's main consciousness rapidly traversed the vast land, like a bolt of lightning. No one noticed his conscious existence, yet he could easily perceive, or rather, "see" any place he wanted to with his mind.

From the firmament thousands of meters above, the clouds and gale-force winds could not stop Allen's consciousness from drifting past like a breeze. Even within a thundercloud crackling with lightning above Fort Fayette, Allen personally witnessed how a lightning bolt formed from nothing, then transformed into a giant serpent, darting through the clouds before striking the earth.

Down to the depths of the earth a thousand meters below, a vast cavern appeared deep within a massive mountain range. Gleaming, pristine crystal pillars connected the top and bottom, like a natural palace, existing in serene isolation, moving Allen deeply.

Not to mention the clansmen, livestock, and wild beasts inside and outside the city. Although they could not detect Allen's presence, Allen could clearly see their facial expressions and hear their conversations.

Only now did Allen finally understand why descriptions of 'omniscient and omnipotent' were often used when promoting priesthoods. Although they might not truly be that powerful, they did indeed possess similar abilities in certain aspects.

After thoroughly enjoying the newly emerged ability with great interest, Allen quickly returned to his composure. With a thought, he returned to his body, just in time to hear Elder Brown's 'heartfelt blessings'.

The information from his main consciousness and divine consciousness taught him, and Allen also clearly understood what had just happened. He didn't have many emotional fluctuations, only a faint smile, as if he didn't understand the underlying subtext of the other party's long speech.

His own speech just now was also a provocation to the Temple of Nature, so it was only natural for the other party to retaliate. However, compared to his own words, the other party's impromptu speech seemed somewhat weak.

At least from this perspective, Allen had the upper hand in his first confrontation with the temple.

However, Allen was also clear that during the long period before he truly ascended to the Godhood, there would be plenty of opportunities for Allen and other churches to continue their open and secret struggles.

Of course, with this support from most of the alliance, Allen also had a bit more confidence, and it also made the church forces a bit more fearful. Everyone had a better understanding and judgment of the situation.

"Greenfield, and the children of the Northern Territory, celebrate to your heart's content! !"

"All goods and entertainment venues under the Green Lake Tribe's industries will have a 20% discount! !"

"Green Lake Restaurant has prepared a thousand servings of magical dishes, which have a chance to help eaters break through their current level bottlenecks. First come, first served!"

As the celebration ended, managers from Greenfield led people to promote the city's welcoming conditions for the celebration in the city below. Obviously, they had prepared early to take advantage of the large number of guests to boost the tribe's commerce.

On the mountaintop square, a group of very outstanding Greenfield magic chefs were busy preparing delicacies for the distinguished guests of the Greenfield Tribe with pre-prepared cooking utensils and ingredients.

The more than one hundred Greenfield chefs who were selected this time were all the best of the best who had advanced to become high-level magic chefs in the newly established magic chef level system.

The magical dishes they could cook were at least high-level recipes, with effects sufficient to provide permanent buffs to legendary-level powerhouses. In order to entertain this group of distinguished guests, Kouer, Trist, and the others personally hunted in the endless sea for more than half a year, until the several dimensional storage tools they brought were completely filled before they returned.

In the hands of this group of dedicated chefs, pieces of seemingly ordinary ingredients gradually emitted a strong magical aura in pots, bowls, ladles, and basins, eventually causing a huge magical resonance above the firmament.

The ubiquitous natural energy was attracted, gathering from afar, and finally forming dense magical clouds above the mountaintop, the powerful magical fluctuations even moving the envoys on the viewing platform below.

Just as everyone, with their different expressions, was preparing to watch how the Greenfield chefs would resolve the massive thundercloud above their heads, which possessed at least legendary power, Allen's figure suddenly disappeared from the throne and plunged into that dangerous magical cloud.

With the arrival of Allen, this anomaly, the thundercloud gave birth to giant electric serpents, which darted back and forth in the clouds, emitting huge roars.

The chefs on the ground were single-minded, not even lifting their heads, only focusing on adding new seasonings to their stoves and tossing the colorful ingredients.

The thundercloud looked like it was about to erupt, but at its climax, the sound suddenly became more and more subtle, and there was not much movement inside the cloud. The electric serpents overflowing on the surface gradually became smaller, and finally slowly returned to calm. The color of the dark clouds also gradually faded, and finally slowly turned into a cluster of pure white clouds.

Drizzle, drizzle...

Glistening raindrops fell from the clouds, covering just the mountaintop. The group of powerhouses didn't deliberately avoid the rain, but directly transformed the energy in their bodies into shields to block the raindrops falling on them.

However, soon, some powerhouses noticed the abnormality in the raindrops. The spellcasters withdrew their shields, allowing the raindrops to soak their clothes. The imagined coldness did not appear. Instead, a warm or ardent aura permeated from the raindrops into everyone's bodies. It turned out that the raindrops of this drizzle were transformed from highly condensed natural energy.

When the raindrops fell into the cooking utensils of the chefs in front, it was like thunder striking a raging fire. The magical aura of the dishes, which was already immense, surged several times again at this time. Although the dishes had not yet come out of the pot, the overflowing aroma alone made even top powerhouses like Da Vinci and Bricken couldn't help but stick out their tongues and greedily lick their lips.

The clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the drizzle gradually stopped. Allen's figure also reappeared in everyone's sight. When he returned to his original position, countless eyes turned to him, with a few more hints of fear, awe, or dread.

The disappearance of that magical cloud, which possessed at least legendary power, must have been the work of Allen, this Saint. However, no one could find any clues as to how he silently annihilated the crisis.

No domain power appeared, and there was no outburst of powerful energy. Everything seemed so natural and harmonious. No one could even imagine how Allen condensed the massive natural energy into a drizzle.

Although they didn't know the specific means, whether it was eliminating the magical cloud or condensing the energy drizzle, it had already demonstrated the unfathomable methods of Allen, this Saint. At least, it was no longer something that so-called powerhouses like legends and demigods could speculate about.