The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1275

A blanket of white snow covered the vast land. A solitary figure braved the howling wind and swirling snowflakes, walking slowly and steadily forward.

The camera zooms in, and the imposing figure in the snowstorm gradually comes into focus—it is Allen, the bear-goblin saint who has been away from the North for some time, his whereabouts unknown. Having just completed a meeting with the high-ranking members of the Council of Eternal Truth, allies of the Ice Kingdom, Allen is now heading back to the Mansa Wilderness alone.

During his journey south, Allen met with friendly or allied forces such as the Pale Night Tribe, the Centaur Court, the Orc Empire, and the Council of Truth. He had in-depth conversations with them and gained a great deal, achieving most of the goals he set for his trip.

Allen also paid a considerable price for this. The gifts he gave in return cost him nearly ten of his carefully prepared master-level magical dishes, not to mention countless other powerful spoils of war that he could collect.

The substantial wealth accumulated over 70 years was used up by a single long visit and meeting. Other powerful individuals or forces would probably feel the pinch, but for Allen, it was worth it as long as his goal was achieved.

There is no such thing as a free lunch. If you want something, you have to offer something in return. Trying to get help through trickery or extortion may end up causing problems in the end.

As Allen walked, he did not forget to reflect and plan. In his sea of ​​consciousness, his main consciousness and divine consciousness were divided into two opposing sides, engaging in debate and intellectual clashes between self-consciousness, in order to identify and fill any gaps in his plans.

Two mirror images of consciousness stood facing each other in the ethereal sea of ​​consciousness. A seed of faith, expanding like a giant star, slowly rotated. A ring of stars composed of the consciousness of countless believers surrounded the middle part of the seed of faith in several layers. Faint collective chanting voices drifted out from it, making the originally quiet and serene sea of ​​consciousness feel somewhat sacred.

Wisps of milky white gas emerged from nothingness, as if drifting from a distant place, heading straight for the rotating Seed of Faith like swallows returning to their nests, and finally merging into the enormous spherical object.

On the surface of the Seed of Faith, which is covered with intricate patterns resembling the vines of the world's branches, a tiny detail, after being infused with these milky white gases, has gained more angularity and twisted tentacles, as if it were a painting with vitality, sketching itself.

Each seemingly insignificant pattern on these patterns contains the deepest laws of the magical world. For many years, Allen has maintained his expertise in multitasking, dividing his self-awareness into two major branches: 'id' and 'divinity'. This is not only because he needs the state of being emotionally attached to his divine consciousness to deal with the influence of faith on his id, but also because he is having his divine consciousness calculate and study these complex and mysterious patterns.

To this day, the Food God Church's divine magic system is still being improved. The greatest contribution has been the research on divine consciousness. Through the deciphering and research of the patterns on the Seed of Faith, the Food God Church's divine magic system has developed its own unique divine magic for the Food God, ranging from level 0 magic tricks to legendary divine magic, in addition to the general divine magic.

Techniques such as ingredient identification, food soothing, hunger curse, mixed flavors, and iron stomach digestion have different effects, but they are all very effective in actual adventures or in dealing with believers in daily life, and can help deal with many difficult problems.

"What are the limits of this seed of faith? You are with it every moment, studying its changes and inner laws. Can you give 'me' a clear answer?"

After the mutual verification was nearing its end, the main consciousness, Allen, shifted its focus to the enormous sphere above its head, which was impossible to ignore, and then turned to the divine consciousness, habitually asking, "Its mysteries are too numerous. To this day, my research on it is still only superficial. I haven't even touched upon the truly profound laws, so I cannot answer your question."

Seeing that the main consciousness had no intention of continuing with the previous topic, the divine consciousness picked up its most important task again. With a wave of its hand, another three-dimensional, mysterious and complex pattern appeared in front of the divine consciousness, and then it focused on this pattern that it had been studying for some time.

"But I'll tell you a fact: there's not much empty space left on the surface of this Seed of Faith. Judging from the current rate of evolution, it should be able to fill the entire surface area in about ten real years."

"Of course, the quantity and quality of faith power have improved recently, which is estimated to have an impact on the evolution time of the surface space of the Seed of Faith, and may complete the evolution earlier."

The divine consciousness transformed its right hand into a blade, cleanly slicing apart a seemingly unrelated fork in the pattern before it. Then, for some unknown reason, the previously stable pattern collapsed instantly, dissipating into a wisp of wind.

The divine consciousness showed no surprise at this situation, for it had experienced countless such scenes over the centuries, perhaps more than a goblin had eaten of salt and grains from birth to death.

With another wave of the hand, the pattern reappeared before him. After leaving an invisible mark at the previously severed fork, the divine consciousness bypassed it and chose another fork to stretch, bend, and perform other actions.

Upon hearing the divine consciousness's reply, Allen was slightly lost in thought, a sense of urgency rising within him.

Although the Seed of Faith contains too many mysteries, and Allen might not be able to fully comprehend it even in his entire life, it is, after all, born because of Allen and naturally has an extraordinary relationship with him. Allen has a feeling that when the pattern on the Seed of Faith completely covers its surface, it will be the time when it undergoes a qualitative change.

Allen had struggled for hundreds of years and devoted countless efforts and energy to this moment. But when it was about to arrive, the Bear Earth Saint, who was never afraid of any challenge, showed an indelible sense of bewilderment and panic.

That might be the biggest challenge and the most dangerous crisis of Allen's life. If he can overcome that hurdle, not only will Allen's own life be greatly changed, but the Green Fields tribe and the goblin lineage that he cares about will also usher in their greatest turning point.

But what if it fails...

"Hmph!! Failure??"

Allen suddenly raised his head, his unruly and indomitable bear face fixed intently on the quietly rotating Seed of Faith. A slight upturn of his lips revealed boundless confidence and courage emanating from his tiger-like eyes.