The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 691 Snooping
  "... From now on, all adult goblin warriors in the tribe must spend half a year every three years for basic military training to familiarize themselves with relevant military formation coordination and fighting in battle."

"...At the same time, the basic material reserves of the tribe also need to be more than doubled to meet the needs of the tribe to assemble and arm an army in a short period of time when a war breaks out."

Allen returned to the tribe's Namur Fortress, and summoned the city lord Oliver and the commander of the city's defense forces and other high-level officials, held a small meeting, and issued his instructions to them.

Although Allen also knows that whether they are humans or elves, they are already planning a war, but it is not possible to put it into action in the near future. It will take at least decades, or even a hundred years. of.

But thinking about it, Allen likes to plan ahead. Since he has basically determined that a war may break out in the future, he will not really wait until the horn of war blows before slowly starting to prepare.

Rather than improvising just to save trouble and spend a little resources, it is better to tighten your belt and make arrangements in advance so that the warriors of the tribe can become more familiar with the way of group army combat and the useless experience.

Even if the cubs in the clan don't have access to these now, they will be able to use them one day in the future.

"As for the military, I also need to help. Training and exercises must not be interrupted. In this regard, you, as commanders, must set an example and never let up."

"clear!!"

Rabbana, Rabbali and other commanders responded solemnly, and no one dared to question it.

"Oliver, after the Magic Academy in the North is established, remember to select a group of the best goblin children from the tribe and send them to the academy to study. Especially the children who are talented in the knight profession, do not be stingy with resources, even if they are smashed. Give me a batch of high-level knight professional goblin babies!!"

This time going south, the experience of fighting against regular human legions also stimulated Allen.

In the past, Allen was a little proud and complacent that his tribe's army was the best among the tribes in the north. However, after truly seeing the fighting methods of regular human legions, Allen realized how ignorant he was.

It is precisely because of this stimulation that Allen now understands the shortcomings of the clan, and it is not too late to make up for it now. Even if there are no legendary knights in the clan's army by then, if the high-level knights are large and cooperative, Properly used, it can also be extremely effective, and it is not impossible to compete with the legions commanded by legendary level commanders.

"Ok."

Oliver did not have the confidence of his previous city lords, and he had no other thoughts except bowing his head and agreeing to the instructions given by the Allen clan leader.

"At the same time, we need to organize the scholars in the tribe and ask them to reorganize the formation of the knight-led army, which will just change the tribe's army structure..."

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After Allen's concerns were dealt with, almost a month passed before Allen truly put down all his burdens, sent people to seal off the arena in the inner city, and began another retreat of his own.

The place where he was originally going to retreat was not in a crowded fortress, but in a place near the Fate Fortress on the endless sea in the west. However, due to the fact that a strong human being was chasing him, Allen did not understand the other party's purpose. Before, it was still prudent to choose the inner city that was the most heavily defended among the clan. At least there was still Girl Cole and the dragon Figueras who had transformed into an unknown race.

His mental power returned to calm, and Allen's mind went blank at this time. His whole person seemed to have turned into a breathless human sculpture, blending into the surrounding environment.

In the sky, several birds were attracted by the quiet environment of the arena, and flew down in circles, chasing and playing in the spacious arena, sometimes landing on various props, sometimes flying in the air.

A little bird seemed to be tired from flying, and landed directly on a weapons rack not far from Allen. It began to comb its wings casually, and occasionally looked at the sculpture-like sculptures in the empty arena with curious eyes. Bugbear.

At this moment, Allen's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened. His originally black pupils turned into brilliant gold. He turned his head slightly and looked at the bird on the weapon rack. The bird was startled at first. Just when it was about to flutter its wings and fly high, the bird's big eyes intertwined with Allen's eyes. The bird's open wings turned into a still picture, and there was no further movement.

With their eyes facing each other, Allen's mental power penetrated the bird's body with just one look, directly erasing its weak animal will.

Waving expressionlessly, the little bird was sucked by a gust of wind out of thin air and fell into Allen's hands. Allen continued to stare at the little thing that was still breathing and heartbeating, and the golden light in his pupils did not dissipate. .

Although there is no anger in the body, if someone looks at him at this time, I am afraid that anyone will spontaneously feel an indescribable feeling of fear and surrender, just like a demon or a lower-ranking devil facing a higher-ranking one. That feeling.

His eyes, which showed no emotion, seemed to be seeing not the little bird in his hand, but some unknown existence. It wasn't until the body of the bird in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist that he focused his eyes again. He came back and looked up at the sky.

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Thousands of miles away in the depths of the Tagan Desert in the north, a handsome young elf with a pure white unicorn riding on his crotch suddenly changed his face. His spiritual world seemed to be attacked, and his whole mind went dark. Falling off the unicorn.

"Herod~~"

The unicorn and the elf seemed to have the same mind. When they saw each other suddenly losing consciousness, they were also panicked. They kept kicking their four hooves in the hot sand and stones, and at the same time, they carefully used the horn on their heads to gently stir and stimulate them. Spirits in the sand.

"puff!!"

I don’t know how much time passed, but the corpse-like elf on the ground finally made a move. He was slowly moving his hands and feet. Before he could fully recover his consciousness, the first thing he spat out was a mouthful of dirty blood, which fell on the gravel and immediately rose up. A cloud of steam arose.

When he opened his eyes again, he struggled to get up from the sand and gravel, and patted his unicorn partner soothingly against his chest. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear and fear deep in his eyes.

No matter what the elf thought, he never expected that he would still be discovered if he sent such an inconspicuous animal companion to inquire about the whereabouts of the surveillance target. Not only did the other party discover his animal companion, he was even thousands of miles away. With only the slightest spiritual connection between him and his animal companion, he could follow the clues and send his huge and pure spiritual power over, directly sending him the animal companion. His own spiritual world was in a mess.

"Let's go back!!"

The Elf Druid has determined that there is no need for surveillance this time, and he no longer has the ability.

An existence that can severely damage oneself from a distance of thousands of miles is enough to verify many things. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to explain how a warrior demigod can do such miraculous things.

Herod~~~
  The elf turned over and sat on the back of the unicorn. After receiving the instructions, the unicorn was finally able to gallop on its own. With an excited roar, a stream of wind dust rose up behind the elf and his partner.    ………

Allen stood up, ignoring the stains of blood and flesh from the blown birds on his clothes, and was about to jump up and fly out of the arena, when suddenly his calm golden pupils gleamed with light. Then, Allen's body standing in the air suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground. As soon as he landed, he started holding his head and groaning in pain.

"Ah~~~hiss~~~ah~~~"

The bugbear, whose will was as tough as steel and who had rolled on the edge of life and death countless times, was unable to maintain his basic posture at this time. He curled up into a ball and held his head, wailing in pain.

I don't know how long it took before Allen recovered from this unforgettable pain. His whole body seemed to have been soaked in water, leaving a clear mark soaked in sound sleep on the curled up ground.

Although he has established a sufficient psychological defense, every time he tries to use his legendary expertise twice, his so-called psychological defense is as fragile as paper and can hardly bring much help to Allen.

After every failed attempt, the two forcibly separated consciousnesses merged together again, and it was as dangerous as a real fight. If they cannot be completely integrated, then unfortunately, Allen will have a great chance of becoming a schizophrenic with another personality.

The differentiated pseudo-consciousness will always take advantage of the opportunity when Allen's main consciousness needs to get familiar with and understand the pseudo-consciousness, and spontaneously seize control of Allen's body, just like an autonomous personality, full of desire for freedom.

Just like just now, the differentiated divine side, after taking control of Allen's body authority, spontaneously launched an attack on the vague and mysterious aura that suddenly appeared around him.

The divine consciousness is absolutely rational and absolutely ruthless. The only thing he cares about is the safety and interests of his body. Since someone dares to put a bird to monitor and observe him in his well-guarded territory, it is obviously not good for him, so From the perspective of divine consciousness, attacking is a matter of course.

Even if Allen hadn't realized something was wrong with his self-awareness and quickly began to fight for control of his body, the two streams of consciousness would have repeated the previous scene of merging and converging in the sea of ​​consciousness. It's just that this time, Allen didn't expect that just when the divine consciousness took control of the body, his huge and pure spiritual power as a demigod had been consumed by him with just one look.

The fusion and collision of mental power without any protection at all, and the feedback from the world of weak body and mental power, suddenly became a torture and pain for Allen that was comparable to a disaster.

However, Allen was not without gains. At least after the confluence of consciousness, all the discoveries and actions of the divine consciousness were fully accepted by Allen.

"Animal companions?? Magical servants???"

His body was still weak, his brain was constantly twitching, and there were waves of dull pain, but Allen's thoughts had already drifted into the distance, trying to explore the owner behind the previous bird and their purpose.

Who would be interested in him this time? The existing information was too little, so Allen still made a reasonable judgment.

Just because of this image, I have just started my retreat for less than half a month, so I have to temporarily make a paragraph. I originally thought that the clan's arena should be considered safe, but now it seems that there are still many flaws.

It seems that it is still necessary to plug all the loopholes before starting the retreat again.

Although those secretly prying eyes may not know what legendary expertise he is practicing through his own training and meditation process, Allen still feels that it is better to be cautious in everything.

Soaring through the sky above the arena, Allen dragged his weak body straight to the fortress city lord's palace. He ignored the salutes of the soldiers on both sides to him, and ignored the greetings of the supervisors and commanders of the passing clan, and pushed him away. City Lord Oliver walked in through the door of his office with an expressionless face.

"Who... the patriarch."

Oliver was writing some documents with his head down when he was suddenly disturbed by the sound of the door opening. Just when he was about to lose his temper impatiently, he looked up and saw Allen who was in a hurry and smelling sour. He quickly put away his temper and carefully saluted Allen. .

"What are you looking for me for?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Oliver just glanced at Allen's face and met his eyes, Oliver felt like he had been seen through by Allen.

"Give me a team of manpower. I need to block all the passages in the inner city arena. At the same time, I also need a squadron of spellcasters, as well as magic devices that can detect magic, biological and other spells for a long time, and block the entire arena. The whole place is covered."

The side effects of mastering the multitasking expertise every time he tried were too great. Therefore, even though he knew that there might be prying eyes in the dark, Allen had no intention of traveling far away alone and secretly finding an unknown place to retreat.

In the magical world of magic, Allen himself cannot guarantee whether the so-called hidden places that no one knows about will be found by people using various prophecy spells, and then quietly send people to find him when he is weakest. When the time comes, easily harvest your own life.

"I-I need a moment to prepare."

Oliver replied tremblingly, this time Allen felt a little strange to him, and his tone was cold and unwavering, like a machine without emotions.

This is completely different from the attitude shown by Allen when he listened to the instructions of the patriarch in the past, and the pressure is not as great as it is now.

"Okay, I'll give you three days."

Allen nodded, then turned around and walked out as resolutely as he had come.

"call!!"

When Allen's back disappeared outside the door, Oliver let out a sigh of relief, raised his hand and stroked his forehead gently, wiping away the fine sweat on it.

"Someone is coming!!"

Soon, Oliver also took action and quickly began to recruit people to deal with what Allen had just ordered. He didn't want to feel Allen's cold face again.

(End of this chapter)