The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 534 Trouble
  "What a generous act, Chief Allen."

The transaction just now made Allen the focus of attention in the opera house. Naturally, there were many dark and unpredictable looks, and then a powerful voice slowly came from above his head.

Allen looked up following the sound, and an ugly grey-brown face full of wrinkles but full of majesty appeared in front of his eyes. Allen quickly looked at it seriously. It was the troll demigod Allen, one of the four pillars of the wilderness.

"Lord Allen."

"Can I understand, Patriarch Allen, why you paid such a price in exchange for these alchemy books that don't sound like any surprising works?"

Allen nodded slightly. Although he and Allen were not familiar with each other, they had met a few times before. As a shining star in the wilderness tribe, Allen's ability had always attracted the attention of many tribal forces in the wilderness.

"This one……"

Allen was a little hard to speak. He certainly couldn't say that he had seen in his dreams far more shocking steel machines than the artifacts recorded in these alchemy books.

"You're an ugly monster who just likes to make things difficult for others. Since people are willing to pay such a high price, they must have their own plans."

Another voice intervened, interrupting Allen's conversation with a rude tone, but it was the jackal demigod Bricken who was in the room next to Allen's. He was the only strong man present. Only then do you dare to go toe-to-toe with Allen.

"Boy Allen, ignore this guy, he just likes to inquire about the privacy of other tribes and seek personal gain for his own tribe!"

Bricken walked out of the window of his room facing the stage step by step, came to Allen, patted Allen's shoulder affectionately, and helped him out.

"You old dog!!"

Allen smiled bitterly, and was not angry because Bricken spread rumors about him in public. He did not want the disagreement between the two demigods to become a topic of conversation after dinner in Mansha City tomorrow. At least on the surface, they must maintain a united image to the outside world. , especially the top pillars.

"Actually, I'm just a little interested in these things."

Bricken's intervention gave Allen finally some buffer time to come up with a suitable reason.

"In our goblin lineage, dwarf goblins with little fighting power account for most of the population. However, during the years of running the Green Field Tribe, I have discovered that the dwarf goblins actually have their own strengths, such as dexterity, strong learning ability, etc. , so I think they may have development potential in alchemy."

"Oh, that's what it is!"

Allen's eyes flickered, and he didn't know if he was convinced by this reason, but at least in front of this guy Bricken, he couldn't ask any more questions.

"It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Green Field Tribe to develop as it does today!!"

"Alan, ignore this lunatic!!"

Bricken sneered, then pulled Allen aside to whisper.

"I heard that there is a legendary dragon lurking in your tribe's sphere of influence. Is it true?"

"Forehead……"

Another dilemma. It seems that the information about the dragon really interests many powerful people, even demigods.

"Lord Bricken, I don't want to deceive you. This giant dragon Figueras is now a friend of our tribe. I have no way to answer you about his news. I can't betray my friend."

Allen had no way of concealing the existence of Figueras, and he had no intention of concealing it, but he had to firmly state his position.

"Figueras?"

"What would you do if I said I wanted to hunt this dragon?"

Allen's attitude seemed to make Bricken a little unhappy, and his original friendly face was replaced by a gloomy aura.

"Sir, I have no reason to stop your behavior, but I don't want such a thing to happen on the land of our Green Field Tribe."

Allen's face also became ugly. After all, he didn't want to go against a demigod, but it was obviously impossible for him to betray Figueras like this.

"If one day Figueras is hunted down by you adults outside our tribe's territory, our tribe will never intervene."

"In other words, this giant dragon is still on your tribe's territory?"

Bricken's eyes flashed and he asked meaningfully.

"..."

Allen responded to Bricken with silence. Figueras helped Allen train his people at the West Mansha Quarry. Although the location was remote and hidden, it could not escape the eyes of interested people, so his tone used lies to deceive the half-person in front of him. God, it's better to respond with silence, at least so that the other party doesn't feel deceived.

"Ha ha!"

Bricken patted Allen's shoulder mockingly, and his face suddenly regained its composure.

"You're quite a friend! I like your character very much."

"There is no problem if you want to save the life of this giant dragon, but I hope you will give that beast a message to let it hand over the brilliant heart that was snatched away from the Thunder Kobold. Then I will spare it. A small life.”

Allen was shocked, and then suddenly realized that the real culprit was the treasure stolen by Figueras. The inheritance of the Dragon Clan continues and can leave behind countless secrets from ancient times, but this does not mean that there are no clues about these secrets in Feynman's world, and the Bright Heart is related to the secret of the wilderness's predecessor. Listen to Bricken's words at this time I’m afraid I still know something about the meaning of time.

"Okay, sir, I will take this sentence back after the competition is over. But I can't guarantee whether Figueras will still be in our tribe's territory at that time."

Allen replied seriously in the affirmative, while not forgetting to find a good reason for himself in advance.

"After all, Figueras is not a member of our Green Field Tribe. I have no right to restrain him, nor do I have the ability to control him." Bricken glanced at Allen with complicated eyes, and then said casually: " If that beast is really not in your tribe, I won’t blame you if I can’t bring it to you, but I hope you’d better help me bring it to you as much as possible.”

"I will try my best, sir!"

"By the way, I would like to remind you that the kobolds of Pale Night are also somewhat interested in this beast. After all, he stole the Brilliant Heart from the branch of the kobolds."

"You'd better not get too close to him, otherwise I'm afraid it will implicate your tribe."

"Thank you, sir, for reminding me."

Allen had mixed feelings in his heart, and he did not expect that Figueras' incident would attract so many attentions. But he also couldn't give up. Something that could be coveted by demigod-level experts at least verified what Figueras said from the side and had a certain degree of credibility.

Allen has no reason to give up on clues about his future path, and it is impossible to give up. Looking at the entire wilderness tribe, which has more than a hundred members and hundreds of legends, there are only four demi-gods or above in the end. It can be seen that this watershed is not necessarily less difficult than the high-level promotion to legend.

The biggest problem standing in front of Allen is not anything else, but that he has no direction to move forward at all. At the beginning of his promotion to legend, there was at least the concept of a legendary road. Although everyone has their own understanding and understanding of this road, but At least it has one direction, which is to analyze one's own choices and understand one's own heart.

But when it comes to the threshold of demigods, no information has been circulated. Perhaps there is knowledge about this in the major temples and church forces, because there has never been a demigod-level powerhouse in the major sects. For a period of time, at least on the surface, each sect had more than two demigods active.

Allen is very aware of the cruelty of reality. Whether it is various inheritance crystals, legendary roads, or the knowledge of demigods, these are all tools used by major sects with gods as their backers to influence the real world.

He does not want to join the church forces and wants to ensure the independence of himself and his tribe. If he wants to make progress and enter the world of demigods and above, he must seize every opportunity around him and never let it go.

The originally good mood turned dark after a conversation with Bricken. When the exchange meeting came to an end, Allen left the opera house heavily.

However, as the time for the competition gradually approached, Allen began to gather his emotions again and suppressed these disturbing things deep in his heart.

"Chief Allen, how are you preparing?"

Outside Mansha City, Fendi, the lizardman chief whom he suddenly met, greeted Allen enthusiastically. Like Allen, he personally led the team to participate in the competition this time, which was really rare.

As a leader, generally speaking, he rarely participates in overly risky events. Although the risk of the alliance competition itself is not too great, dozens of legendary powerhouses have still fallen into the fantasy world in countless competitions. Things happen in the mirage plane.

"That's it, how else can I prepare!"

Allen smiled slightly and responded kindly.

"I really hope that when I enter the plane this time, I can be with Patriarch Allen."

While Fundy was talking, he stretched out his hand to throw something, which was caught by Allen. After a closer look, it turned out to be a magic beacon. It seemed that Fundy really wanted to form an alliance with Allen.

"hope so."

Allen had no intention of going back on the promise he made, so he put the beacon in his arms and handed it to Leo and the others after returning to the Green Field Tribe's camp.

At the regular meeting of the Ring of Thorns team, although everyone expressed their opinions to each other, the only one who was really willing to put things into action was the lizard man leader in front of Allen. Without positioning and sensing props such as beacons, it would not be so easy to meet in the mirage plane. There must be a means of long-distance communication.

Allen himself is full of information about his tribe, and of course he has absolute confidence in himself. Therefore, whether or not to form an alliance is optional for him and his tribe. After all, compared to the help brought by the alliance, Allen is more worried that the tribesmen who are not taken care of by him are likely to be plotted by the so-called allies.

With the usual temperament of the guys in the Ring of Thorns team, Allen never dared to have too high demands and expectations. Betrayal and alliance were as easy as drinking water in front of them.

Of course, Allen himself is not like this. This may be the sadness and helplessness of the survival of the wilderness tribe!

There were more and more tents outside the city. Teams from various tribes crowded inside and outside the city. There were also merchants and business groups who took advantage of every opportunity to spontaneously organize small trading markets, selling all kinds of products. supplies.

The Green Field Tribe has a unique geographical environment and a talented and strategic leader, Allen, so the tribe has been preparing various strategic resources since more than ten years ago.

There were many strange leaders in the wilderness. Not only did they not prepare many resources for the tribesmen, they also asked the contestants to spend their own money to collect various supplies for the battle. Especially the twenty-odd tribe members at the end of the crane. They have long been used to it, but they do not have the ambition like Allen to improve their tribe's status and interests in the alliance.

In the view of these leaders, rather than investing their limited resources in such a hopeless competition, it is better to retain these resources and create a few seeds that may embark on the road to legend! Or perhaps, you can quietly put these resources into your own pocket to create a good life for your descendants.

The inaction of the leaders forced the participating warriors to spend their own money to find ways to buy some life-saving things so that they could have a little more hope of survival when they encountered danger while exploring the mirage plane. Being captured as a contestant is something you can't refuse. Your life is your own. If you don't care about it, the high-ranking leaders and leaders in the clan won't care.

There are also those warriors who think that the tribe is not well prepared and that they are rich, for the sake of their own safety, or they simply want to take advantage of such a good opportunity to change their equipment and find some precious materials such as killer weapons.

This gave the merchants and small caravans room to display their talents. Many merchants who had started preparing for this matter a few years ago, although they did not have the background and energy of the large merchant groups, but they also had their own vision and knowledge. For a long time, they The scrolls and potions collected are basically practical goods that adventurers seek after. At this time, they can be doubled or tripled without worrying about not being able to sell them.

The closer to the start of the competition, the more lively the trading place becomes. Almost every stall is filled with warriors of various races in the wilderness, choosing their favorite equipment and magic props. Even the warriors of the Green Field Tribe were no exception. It was rare for them to have a day off under Allen's supervision. The warriors of a clan wandered around various stalls happily.

The welfare of the Green Field Tribe is not bad. Any goblin who is diligent and willing to endure hardships can always find a job with good pay. Especially for this group of elites selected through the competition, most of them have the experience of going out for adventures, and the income from adventures In addition to inheriting crystals and books, the tribe never asked them to hand over whatever else they got, and everything became their own wealth.

“Everything is there, wake up!!!”

The leisurely holiday time always passed quickly. Early the next morning after a group of goblins returned to the tribal camp to rest with some lingering thoughts, a loud sound exploded beside everyone's bed, startling the sleeping goblins. They all jumped out of bed.

"I'll give you half a magic hour to pack your luggage, pack your tent, and then gather outside!!"

At the same time, various orders gradually came from the camps of other surrounding tribes, and the quiet morning in the entire wilderness suddenly became noisy. Countless outstanding warriors in the wilderness began to dress and prepare in a hurry.

The Mansha Alliance competition finally kicked off.

　The inheritance of the Man of Steel in the previous chapter was mentioned before. The protagonist already had it, but my memory has deteriorated and I forgot about it in the notes I took.

　　But if I want to correct it, I basically have to rewrite the previous chapter. I really have no choice, so just treat the previous two sentences as non-existent, right? ?
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)