The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1119 Settlement
Alan held on until the breath of the powerful elves completely disappeared in the distant sky. After his two demigod pillars and the legendary strong men of the green field arrived and joined them, he let go of his momentum and pressed his whole body on the heavy sword.

Before, Alan broke into the body of the Hydra. That was his last resort, and only he knew the danger of it.

Hydra mobilized endless energy and flooded Alan with water, making it difficult for him to resist and eroding his body. Alan could only rely on the same divine power to fight back. The divine power consumed by Alan was huge every moment, and the precious power of faith was converted into divine power, which was consumed like water, helping Alan survive under the endless erosion and pressure.

Alan, who was lost in Xudela's body, was looking for the opponent's weak points while estimating the time. It was not difficult to judge the approximate time from Da Vinci's reminder to the subsequent arrival of the outside strong men on the battlefield. Alan was determined to achieve his goal before the opponent intervened and disrupted the battle.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Allen still underestimated Hydra's will to survive. Even after more than a month of fierce fighting, the other party was still able to mobilize energy beyond Allen's expectations to consume and confuse him, making it impossible for him to find her only heart in a short time.

On the contrary, Allen himself is now in the other person's body. Not only does he have to face the erosion of energy like a tide, but the other person can also self-destruct at any time to put Allen in a desperate situation. The probability of directly killing Allen is not low.

In the end, as the time limit that Allen set for himself was coming to an end, he resolutely made one last attempt: based on his intuition, he used all his divine power to perform his most powerful sword skill to date - Slashing the Sky.

The forbidden magic field of Careless Eric is indeed powerful, and almost any energy cannot overflow outside the body, forming a powerful range of lethality. However, it also has its limitations. When a certain energy is condensed to the extreme and almost reaches the form of a physical entity, its forbidden effect will not have too many constraints on it.

Alan's move of slashing the sky condensed the divine power to a point where it was almost indistinguishable from a physical entity. It looked like a brilliant golden sunlight, but in fact it was an extremely powerful sword skill that could cut through anything at the dimensional level.

Even a powerful being like Hydra, her body and spirit were wiped out by Allen's slash, completely losing the chance to escape. Although there was a bit of luck involved, Allen's slash just happened to point to the heart of Hydra, but this also shows the strength of Allen's fighting skills.

Even if Eric's domain had not been weakened, the results would have been even greater when that ray of golden light struck the five elves, and it would not have been impossible to directly inflict heavy damage on the elven demigod.

The price Allen paid was that the power of faith he had accumulated for a hundred years was completely consumed. At the same time, his energy body fell back into material form, and his strength was less than one-tenth of his peak period.

"Clean up the battlefield!!"

Giving instructions to several powerful green warriors on the field, Alan also sat cross-legged in the desert and began to meditate and recover, showing his trust in the three pillars of the wilderness.

Of course, the focus of the three pillars was no longer on Allen, but on the two cut Hydra corpses. This was a beast that only existed in myths and legends, a peak Saint-level existence. Even a little bit of its flesh and blood could produce a bottle of precious medicine, not to mention the bones, scales and other materials that were comparable to metal. With such a huge volume, it was unknown how many legendary equipment could be made!

Thinking about the materials that could be divided up next, the three pillars were actually somewhat glad that they had accepted the invitation of the bear goblins and come to participate in the event of killing the Hydra.

With such a batch of high-quality materials, his family will not have to worry too much about the source of weapons and equipment in the next few hundred years.

Moreover, the bear goblin owes everyone a favor. With his current reputation as the God of Food and so many saint-level ingredients, even legendary talents from his own tribe will probably continue to emerge in the next few hundred years.

Several legendary talents from the Green Fields were adept at harvesting and processing the Hydra's huge body. The gathering skills they had learned since childhood came into play at this time, and they skillfully collected various materials of the Hydra one by one.

But even so, it took them two full days to completely deal with the huge Hydra corpse, and everyone's dimensional equipment was almost unable to hold so many precious materials.

By the time everyone had finished cleaning up, Alan woke up from his long meditation. The short adjustment did not allow Alan's weak body to recover much, but at least no one could notice anything unusual from the outside.

Back to the dilapidated Sleeping Snake Valley, the warriors of the Green Death Scythe Legion have cleaned up the mess and are stationed around a part of the canyon where there are still a few relatively intact buildings, waiting for Alan and the others to return.

"Report to the clan leader, the Sleeping Snake Valley has been cleared!!"

The bear goblin Terrence had sensed the presence of powerful men like Allen early on, so he mobilized all the soldiers in the legion and lined them up in an orderly manner to welcome Allen and his group's arrival.

"In this battle, our army killed more than 13 enemies, captured 31459 snakemen, more than 130 tons of various metal objects, and more than 37000 tons of food."

"What about the casualties of the Legion?"

Alan was not surprised by the brilliant results of the legionnaires; he was more concerned about something else.

"Reporting to the clan leader, only four soldiers of our legion were killed, and 4 wounded have now recovered their combat effectiveness. Another 105 members are disabled and their combat effectiveness has declined."

Terrence held his head high, thinking that his army had performed well in this battle. "... Yeah, I understand."

But when the leader of the Bugbear Legion keenly sensed a hint of disappointment in Alan's answer, his complacency instantly vanished and he became unconsciously restrained.

"Chief, are we lacking anything? Please give us some advice!!"

Allen's dissatisfaction lies in his high demands. It's not that these warriors are not good enough. It's just that in Allen's opinion, this elite army, which was built with huge resources of the Green Field, should not have any casualties when fighting against a mere group of rabble-rous snake people.

But Allen also knew that any unexpected event on the battlefield could take a soldier's life, a stray arrow, a falling rock, a shallow pit...

"Nothing is lacking."

Allen replied calmly, and then ordered: "Your legion will stay where you are until we send someone to replace you."

"Distribute troops to clean up the surrounding snake tribes. For any tribes that resist, strangle all those holding weapons except females and children."

"Yes!"

Terence took the order and left, and soon this violent armed force began to take action.

"What are you doing occupying such a barren place? It's inconvenient to get supplies, and there don't seem to be any valuable minerals. It's a waste of your tribe's energy."

The dragon Figuras still maintained its original form, lazily tidying up its broken scales, and was very dissatisfied with Alan's arrangement. What it wanted to do most now was to quickly divide the spoils and then return to its nest to recuperate. It might take decades for it to recover from the injuries it suffered this time.

The three pillars couldn't help but feel confused about Allen's choice, and they all looked at Allen, wanting to hear his explanation.

"I want to build this place into an important fortress for the wilderness to deal with the elves. Perhaps it can play an unimaginable role in future wars with the elves."

Alan spoke his thoughts in a deep voice: "Our most advanced base in the north is Thunder Town, which we operate in cooperation with the drow. However, it is too close to the elven border and too far from our northern border. No matter how many troops we deploy there, they will only become meat on the elves' plate. Their only use is to give us an advance warning."

"But it's different here. The elves can't send a large army deep into the desert just to destroy our fortress. As long as I can gather the desert native snakemen, I can use them as a base to build a snakeman army adapted to the desert. Then, when the elves invade my wilderness, I can send the snakeman army to intercept their supply lines or break into their border cities at any time."

"...Are you so sure that you can subdue these snake people?"

Da Vinci was a little skeptical: "You know, you destroyed the holy land of the snake people with your own hands and killed the murderer who served the evil god!!"

"As for faith and hatred, time is the best medicine. I never believe that there are intelligent creatures who would choose an ascetic life instead of a more comfortable life."

Allen has a lot of experience in educating and taming the natives: "As long as I can give these snake people a better future and treat them equally, I believe they can be used by me."

"We can tell you in advance that the Alliance will not give you any help. You can only rely on the power of your northern border to run this place."

Bricken and Alian looked at each other and then spoke slowly.

"can."

Allen did not bargain, but at the same time put forward his own conditions: "But I also have requirements."

"Since the Alliance cannot support the management of the desert, then I, Green Field, will have the right to dominate the Takkan Desert and will not be restricted by the Alliance Charter. Other tribes in the Alliance cannot interfere in the affairs of the Takkan Desert without the consent of the Green Field Tribe, and they must not support any snake tribe to join the Alliance."

"All of this needs to be written down in the alliance charter."

The three pillars looked at each other, glanced at the ruined canyon, and nodded in unison: "Okay!!!"