The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1127 Unusual Movement
Albard returned to the Mage Tower in Green Lake City, where there was a laboratory that belonged to him, and then he began a period of meditation for an unknown duration.

The vast and pure spiritual power roamed through every corner of the body, understanding and analyzing the changes in this body that was so strange that it even made itself feel a little scared.

The blood vessels that were once old and fragile have now completely changed. Their strength and toughness even exceed those of Albad himself when he was young. The vigorous and vital blood rushes through these tough blood vessels along with the beating of the strong heart, continuously delivering nutrients and energy to the body.

Occasionally, the blood gushing out of the blood vessels, a piece of muscle tissue, or an organ of the body would splash out balls of rich electric magic power, which would then disappear into the body.

Albade had an illusion that there was a lightning monster hiding in his body and the surrounding space, waiting for Albade to wake it up so that it could attack and kill the enemies who provoked Albade.

Hiss~~~
Albade only spoke once, without making any magic gestures or chanting any spells, and twelve lightning shields appeared on the surface of his body. Each shield had rich magic power, enough to resist a legendary magic and attack.

Then he waved his hand gently again, and a surge of magic power instantly spread from his arm, transforming into a terrifying lightning magic, which instantly destroyed countless sophisticated instruments in the laboratory.

"..."

The legendary lightning magician did not feel any joy in his heart at this moment, but more of a speechless worry. As a magician, he couldn't even figure out the secrets of his own body, and didn't even know how magic was brewed and stimulated in his body. Then he was really incompetent as a magician.

Apart from his distress, Albard was also filled with great joy. His legendary high-level peak strength gave him another hundred years, giving him ample time to reach the top. His body's potential after the transformation became greater than before, and his mind became clearer and brighter, and his affinity and perception of electric magic also took a big step forward.

What’s even more magical is that there are many more things related to the mysteries of nature in my brain. Some of them are mysterious magic runes, and some are coherent pictures.

For example, a ball of water vapor evaporates from the sea or the ocean, rises to a height of 10,000 meters, and then encounters a strong cold wind and condenses into tiny water droplets, which then gather into huge clouds. In the clouds, countless water droplets of different sizes collide and rub against each other, gather and split, and the electric magic element is born from this change.

When the electric elements bred in a cloud are large enough, when they merge with another cloud that has also bred large electric elements, lightning of enormous power will be born.

Watching these mysterious images from a third-party perspective, Albard's doubts that had been in his mind for many years seemed to have been answered, but at the same time he had more questions and fantasies. If he was given enough time, enough data and observation, then Albard, who continued to explore in this direction, would definitely be able to create a powerful electrical magic.

The power of a wizard comes from the rules they have mastered. As long as they have a deep enough grasp of the rules and can make reasonable logical inferences about the derived rules, they can create one magical or even bizarre magic after another.

Time passed slowly, and the more he understood the secrets of his body, the more optimistic Albard became about the prospects of his path as a mage. The demigod peaks that once seemed out of reach to him were now within reach, not within easy reach.

At the same time, Albard also developed a strong sense of awe and interest in the means that made him so powerful and unfamiliar, and he was sincerely grateful and apologetic for Alan's efforts.

Until now, Albad could hardly imagine how much the patriarch had paid to allow himself, whose body and soul were completely dead, to be reborn and reach a higher level.

Such a great sacrifice would be difficult to repay even if he were to be torn to pieces, especially since the patriarch never needed help from others when he had his own problems, which made it even more difficult for Albad to find a way to repay the patriarch.

The best way of repaying Albad is to manage the Green Tribe, where the patriarch has devoted his entire life, and the Church of the God of Food, where he will be promoted in the future, well and let them continue to grow and develop.

Thinking of this, Albad's inner motivation became stronger, and a firm belief took root in his heart and grew into a towering tree.

……

The strange phenomenon that occurred in Green Lake City had spread to the top leaders of various forces in the wilderness in less than three days. Even the royal families and high-ranking officials of the human and orc civilizations and the Holy See, which were thousands of miles away, had a detailed description of the scene that took place in Green Lake City that day.

Even though the intelligence was correct, there were still too many people who didn't believe or didn't want to believe the description of the bugbear using cooking methods to create similar living creatures. And those senior officials who were half-believing or had to believe it, because of this information, paid more attention to Alan, the bugbear, no matter if it was out of good intentions or bad intentions.

Creating things out of thin air is a forbidden area for the gods for the church. Now that this bear goblin can do this, it means that the distance between him and the gods is already very close, which exceeds everyone's previous expectations of him.

Some people in the major churches of the Temple of Nature were happy while others were worried. Those who were happy were naturally those who changed their attitude and direction and were willing to accept Alan, a person who had a great chance of ascending to the throne of God. They all worked together for the peace and stability of the wilderness and to deal with the more powerful human and elven civilizations.

The Temple of Nature is now weaker than the other four major pantheons, and the Mansa Wilderness where it resides is facing the situation of being attacked and eroded by two major civilizations. Any addition of living forces is invaluable to the Natural Pantheon.

Of course, this living force cannot violate the philosophy of the natural pantheon. For example, some churches want to win over the drow mother goddess, Spider Queen Rose, who has a long history of bad deeds, so we will politely decline her offer.

Those who are worried still think that Allen and his God of Food Church are evil heretics. The stronger he is, the more serious the threat to the wilderness and his own church will be, and the consequences in the future will be immeasurable.

However, they were helpless. The Mansa Wilderness Tribe was united as never before, and the northern wilderness was made into an iron wall by the bear goblins, making it difficult for these church forces to take action against the threatening bear goblin saint.

……

"...I didn't expect that Mr. Allen would have such a miraculous method."

The two wilderness demigod pillars who were supposed to return to their tribe to rest now met in a manor in Mansa City. Holding the information about Green Lake City in his hand, the troll demigod's pupils shone brightly: "I wonder how much it will cost to ask him to cook another dish of the same level?"

"I think you should just forget about it."

In front of the big round table, the gnoll demigod Bricken rested his chin on the table with one hand, tapping the polished tabletop with the other hand, his eyes revealing greed and jealousy: "With the cunning and wisdom of the bugbear, he won't be willing to see which of us can cross that hurdle and share power with him in the years to come!!"

"I don't think Mr. Allen is so narrow-minded!!"

The troll Alian did not agree with this. At least judging from his style of doing things over the years, fairness, generosity and the courage to share benefits were his business cards.

"Haha~~"

Bricken smiled sarcastically, even though he was the one who was closest to the bugbear in their past interactions. "You have to understand, that old dog Da Vinci doesn't have many days left to live. When he passes away, no one in the entire Mansa Alliance will be able to compete with Alan!!"

"Nominally, the two of us are the pillars of the alliance, but think about what happened to Marvin. If Da Vinci hadn't stood in front of us and restrained the bugbears, do you think he would have been polite to us?" "As for cooking magic dishes to help us break through, would you agree if it were you?"

Although Bricken's words were harsh, they pointed out a realistic problem that no one wanted to expose, causing the dark thoughts in Yalian's heart to slowly surface.

The struggle for power is inevitable and cruel everywhere. Even in the Wilderness Alliance, which is more united than ever before, some rifts are gradually emerging.

"You haven't even tried it, so how can you be sure that Mr. Allen won't agree to my request?"

Yalian finally couldn't help but comfort her colleagues.

"Then let's make a bet and see if this bear goblin will cook this magical dish for us as well."

The gnolls were full of confidence.

"What if he agrees?"

The troll's eyes flickered.

"If he agrees, it means that I am petty, narrow-minded, and ignorant of the big picture. From now on, I will follow this bear goblin wholeheartedly and see what he can do to manage our wilderness!!"

The gnoll said firmly, "But if, as I expect, he makes excuses and refuses to cook this dish for us, then have you ever thought about what we should do next?"

"I didn't think that far!"

The troll said politely.

The gnoll continued meaningfully, "The bear is very ruthless and has powerful methods. We two should make some plans early, if not for ourselves, but for our offspring and family, right?"

"What on earth do you want to say??"

The troll Alian was a little annoyed by Bricken's provocation.

"What I want to say is that with our strength and wisdom, it is obviously impossible for us to be the opponent of the bugbear. While Mr. Da Vinci is still able to suppress the bugbear's arrogance temporarily, shouldn't we also find other helpers and prepare in advance for the next few hundred years of getting along with it?"

Bricken raised his head, looked directly into the troll demigod's eyes and said.

"You're thinking……"

The troll tried to avoid the gnoll's gaze and spoke hesitantly.

"It's just what you think!!"

The gnoll nodded heavily and said, "Among the many forces in the wilderness, apart from this Kobold Saint who is about to die of old age, only the power of the Church of the Temple of Nature can make the bugbears afraid."

"But don't forget that Marvin died because he joined the Church of Nature!!"

Yalian couldn't help but remind her.

"That's because Marvin, the greenskin, is so stupid!!"

Bricken explained disapprovingly: "He knew that he had offended Allen and would be targeted and suppressed by Allen, so he took the initiative to join the Nature Church. There is nothing wrong with this. But his mistake was that he completely sided with the Nature Church and became their pawn in our alliance, so we agreed to deal with this greenskin."

"After all, no matter how much we fight within our alliance, we still have a bottom line. At least we all maintain independent tribal power. But if we introduce the powerful Church of Nature, they want to turn us all into their vassals and make us obey their orders completely. This is something we absolutely cannot tolerate!!"

"So, as long as we maintain the basic bottom line in our cooperation with the Church of the Temple of Nature, the bugbears will have no excuse to treat us the same way as Marvin."

"Besides, the influence of the Temple of Nature in our alliance is currently at a low point. As long as we show a little bit of cooperation with them, I believe they will be extremely happy and will definitely offer us generous conditions!!"

Alan's strength was too dazzling, and his methods and abilities brought tremendous pressure to the two demigods. The North's current development momentum was too rapid, and the threat to their two camps was too great. Coupled with his previous overly strong behaviors, Bricken had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and he began to plan various self-protection arrangements early on.

Even the demigod Alian had this feeling, otherwise she would not have come to meet him after receiving Bricken's invitation and have been talking with him until now.

"Let me think about it again."

Yalian has a calm temperament and pursues stability, so it is inevitable that she is hesitant at this time.

"You can think about it. I'll help you test the attitude of the bugbear and let you see whether he is willing for us to be on equal terms with him."

Bricken thought it was good enough that he could make Yalian hesitate. All he had to do next was add some weights to the other party's heart, and the scales would naturally tilt in the direction the werewolf wanted.

The meeting between the two pillars lasted for two days. Not long after they parted quietly, Bricken headed north again with a bunch of precious resources he had collected, preparing to visit Allen, the leader of the Green Tribe, with whom he had just parted, and express his congratulations.

Although the troll demigod Alian did not go to the Green Tribe in person, he also sent an envoy to the North.