The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 488 Center of Power
  For the first time, Allen truly felt the absolute suppression of power when fighting against others.

The opponent in front of him was blurred and had no time to see his true appearance. With the strength of one hand, Allen was forced to kneel on one knee. With his arms firmly raised up to support him, he barely blocked the attack with a slap on the head. .

Not only is it suppressed in terms of strength, but the opponent's will in the spiritual world is like substance, churning and churning in Allen's mind, making Allen feel as if he is in the middle of the ocean.

Fortunately, Allen's will was strong enough. Although he was at a disadvantage in the sudden confrontation, there was no trace of cowardice in his heart, and his expression was solemn and decisive.

"what?"

The visitor was somewhat surprised. He thought that although he did not intend to take the life of the bugbear in front of him with this slap, he would at least give this guy some pain and a lesson to let him know that the prestige of the Mansa Alliance cannot be challenged. .

However, although the opponent's strength and reaction are at a disadvantage due to the suppression of absolute power, the attacker knows that this move of his is no longer able to achieve the result he wants.

The vigorous power flows in Allen's body, seemingly in a suppressed state, but in fact he can fight back at any time.

"Bugbug, tell me who you are."

Finally, Allen saw clearly the face of the strong man in front of him. It turned out to be a strong jackal wearing silver-gray mail. His slightly squinted pupils occasionally flashed with electric light, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"How are you, Mr. Bricken? I am the new chief of the Ajinaga tribe, Alan Witt. I am here to report to the parliament this time."

The strong men who were able to suppress him in a short confrontation must be the five from the Mansha Alliance. No, it should be four strong men above half-gods now.

Since the opponent's race is a gnoll, it is obviously the demigod bloodthirsty Bricken of the Black Meteor Rotten Bone Tribe.

"It turns out it's you, no wonder you have such strength!"

After hearing Allen's self-reported identity, the hostility on Jackal Bricken's face slowly disappeared and replaced with an expression of interest.

As one of the four pillars of the alliance, the various resources in Bricken's hands are naturally not comparable to Allen's. Therefore, what happened in the north was revealed to the real members of the alliance within a few days after the incident. The top management and the core institute were informed.

As the backbone of the hawk camp, Bricken is not only full of hostility to the four major civilization systems, but is also happy to see the competition between members of the wilderness tribes. In Bricken's view, weakness is the original sin of nature. The resulting alternation of tribal power is conducive to the strength of a tribe and the prosperity of the wilderness.

"To enter the parliament building, you need to wear a special magic emblem. Generally, a member tribe only has one emblem, and it is mostly on the representative of each tribe in Mansha City."

"Didn't you go and talk to the representatives of your tribe?"

Bricken asked curiously while explaining the rules of the parliament to Allen.

"...The former representative of the clan betrayed the clan, so I don't have this emblem."

Allen smiled awkwardly.

Sean, the former representative of the Ajinaga tribe, has now become a piece of manure in Namur Fortress, but the various props he carried were taken away as other goblins rebelled against the Ajinaga tribe. , so Allen is ignorant of the rules of the parliament.

"Well, that's troublesome. You have to go to the city lord's palace to communicate with the city lord and pay a new amount of resources in exchange for a new emblem." Bricken frowned and said to Allen.

"Each emblem of an alliance member will have a special mark and logo to facilitate identification by the guards. Lost or left emblems need to be reported as lost and invalidated first..."

"But since this is your first time coming to the parliament, I'll be more generous and take you in for a walk. Are you willing?"

Allen was a little surprised by Bricken's sudden invitation, but he readily agreed.

"Then thank you, Your Excellency."

With Bricken leading the way, the guarding soldiers naturally did not dare to stop him. Allen passed the gate smoothly and entered the parliament building.

Looking at the building from the outside, you will only feel its majesty. But after getting inside, the first thing Allen felt was the solemnity: various murals are painted on the high dome, and the portraits and faces of each figure are They are all full of majesty like gods, making people feel awe; the surrounding walls are filled with glass windows of various bright colors, and the sunlight that shines in is dyed with gorgeous colors.

Going further inside, the space became more and more spacious, and a circular conference hall came into view as a heavy iron-wood door was pushed open.

The conference hall is a staircase-shaped conference hall that gradually descends from the outside to the inside. Each circular staircase has rows of long tables and chairs separated from each other. Needless to say, Allen can guess that these tables and chairs should be the same ones used in meetings. Where tribe members sit.

There are five levels of stairs. There are fewer tables and chairs as you go inward, but the decorations and accessories become more sophisticated. It must be that the status and strength of the tribes are different, so the surprise is highlighted.

"This is the parliament hall where the alliance usually discusses major matters or holds regular meetings."

Bricken reached out and pointed to a location on the left in the second circle from the inside and said: "That's where your Ajinaga tribe is."

Allen looked around and saw that the tables and chairs representing their tribe were a bit old. If his guess was correct, then their tribe's strength ranked more than 100th among the more than 60 members in the wilderness.

As for the rankings of each tribe, it is said that they are all sorted according to the tribal competition held every 100 years. The rule is that each tribe sends a team of less than legendary and a legendary strongman to fight. The final ranking of the team is Represents the tribal seats of each tribe for the next hundred years.

Of course, this excludes the super large tribes of the four demigods. Their tribes are superior to other tribes.

There is also a difference between good and bad tribal seats, that is, when discussing matters, you will have a greater say; when distributing benefits, you will have a more advanced right to choose, and more care...

Anyway, in a wilderness based on strength, weak tribes will naturally have to bear the meager price of benefits and power, while strong tribes will naturally enjoy more things. Only in this way can we ensure that the hundreds of tribes in the wilderness will not be too comfortable and enjoy themselves, and they can be willing to invest more resources in outstanding tribesmen.

In order to obtain a better ranking, whenever the Centennial Competition begins, there will always be countless bloody scenes.

Looking at the four gorgeous tables and chairs that stand proudly in the innermost circle, Allen yearns for it. If one day he can have a place among them, then his life will not be in vain.

In this regard, Allen is not without hope. You must know that he has just turned a hundred years old at this time, and with at least three to four hundred years of life, it is not impossible to break through to the demigod.

(End of this chapter)