The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 876 Across Thousands of Miles
  Back to a few days ago, just when the elven army arrived at the gates of Nasir Fortress, thousands of miles away, under the Warhammer Fortress, the former homeland of the Dwarf Kingdom, wilderness reinforcements such as Allen and Mother Pernile were following the dwarves. They were stationed outside together, confronting Mario's elf army across the city.

The dwarves themselves had not even thought of the counterattack, so it was naturally impossible to prepare any siege equipment. As for the wilderness army coming from afar, it was even more impossible to bring such a cumbersome burden.

Therefore, they seemed to have been stationed outside Warhammer Fortress, but in fact they had no intention of attacking the city from the beginning.

No matter how dilapidated the Warhammer Fortress is, it is still a city built at great cost by the dwarves who are good at carving out mountains and forging. With the rude military formation methods of the Thorn Alliance, sending them to attack the city is like sending them to death.

However, the dwarves still went to the distant mountains and forests to cut down trees and build siege equipment on the spot, as if they were preparing to attack the city with their existing troops.

"My lord, the elven army has arrived at the gates of Nasir Fortress!"

"Very good, keep me informed of the latest progress!"

"Send someone to inform Drow that it will be opened on time at twelve o'clock noon three days later."

The elves probably never imagined that someone in the wilderness army thousands of miles away could directly talk to the local goblins and receive the news in detail without any time lag, which would have taken at least several days to be delivered.

In addition to showing up when necessary, showing his face above the Warhammer Fortress and exercising his skills, Allen spent the rest of his time training the soldiers of the Alliance of Thorns and contacting Zelang's consciousness from afar with his divine consciousness.

Long-distance, high-intensity training, coupled with a sudden and fierce battle, was very effective for the Thorns Alliance, and it finally looked like Zhenzhen's army.

Although they are definitely not comparable to drow officers and elven armies now, at least the changes in their fighting spirit and tactical cultivation can be seen.

Allen, who slowly recovered from meditation, had some emotional ups and downs in his heart. Things progressed as expected by the Drow Mistress, with almost no mistakes.

After walking out of the military tent, Allen found Pernilai.

"The elven army has appeared under the Nasir Fortress, with a size of more than 300,000. It must be the troops drawn from the Castle of Thorns!"

In addition to herself, there were several drow core members such as Lillian and Mother Deborah in Penile's military tent. They were not surprised at all when they saw Allen walking in directly. Even when he suddenly used With an affirmative tone, the matrons also smiled calmly when telling information that even they didn't know yet.

The fact that Allen embarked on the road to becoming a god is no longer a secret in the eyes of many powerful forces.

The minds of the drow matrons are so sharp. When they discovered that humans, the Church of Nature, and even elves had killed Allen, they had already become extremely curious.

And when they sent their eyes and ears to closely monitor Allen's every move, and at the same time observed the changes within the Green Field tribe, they soon had an incredible guess in their minds through the entry point of the God of Cookery, which was widely spread among the Green Field tribe. .

It was precisely because of this conjecture that Pernilai and the others behaved more peacefully, politely, and sincerely when they faced Allen in a series of subsequent interactions.

Of course, it's good that everyone knows some things well, and no one will take the initiative to find Allen to verify. But as long as they have this kind of suspicion, they will naturally pay more attention to the various strange changes in his body when snooping on him.

Allen had also long been aware of the other party's spying on him. Through this period of contact, he also understood the fact that his secret might be discovered. Therefore, when Pernilai revealed his plan, because the plan was too risky, he was worried about Time control was very demanding, so he simply said that he had the means to know the real-time situation in the north in a timely manner, which increased the chances of the success of the plan.

Anyway, this method can't be concealed for long. For example, during the elf invasion incident, Allen, who was originally tens of thousands of miles away, suddenly dropped everything and went north shortly after the incident. As long as it falls into the eyes of interested people, he will naturally be suspicious. .

No one doubted the information Allen told Pernilai and the others at this time. After hearing the elf's movements, they also had a small commotion, as if they saw prey entering a trap.

"Then it's time for us to take action!"

"Everyone will retreat after nightfall tonight!"

"We're going to prepare now!"

After everyone left the scene, Allen also went back to discuss the evacuation with Kerr, Jie Lang and others.

After nightfall, more than 200,000 soldiers of the Wilderness Alliance loaded carriages and slowly moved toward the east under the cover of darkness.

The elf generals on Warhammer Fortress discovered the drow's movements, but they themselves were not aware of the actions of Jeremy and his group at this time, so even if they noticed the enemy's movements, they would not think that anything was wrong.

After one night, the soldiers of the Drow and Thorn Alliance marched more than a hundred miles eastward, and then marched for half a day under the scorching sun, finally arriving at the mouth of a long and narrow valley.

There was already a group of people stationed in the valley, and among them was the figure of the dwarf archmage Albad. The dwarf goblin who was supposed to be the commander of the Thorn Alliance army, but appeared here, naturally because there is a very important thing here. , he needs to host it.

A huge altar that is completely black and exudes crystal luster stands proudly in a flat basin in the valley. Next to it is a mountain of corpses piled up with the corpses of countless elves, drow and wilderness warriors.

All the answers are right in front of them. Allen and the others are able to dare to lead the army north to rescue the dwarves without worrying about the safety of their lair when the main force of the elves in the southern expedition has not lost their combat effectiveness. This is all the confidence they have.

When the tide of demons ravaged the entire wilderness, although the surrounding Greenfield Plain was barren, there were also several waves of evil god believers building flesh altars and transmitting demons to invade Feynman's world.

Even the Green Field tribe was almost wiped out by the demon army summoned by the evil god believers. Fortunately, I was very lucky at that time and caught up with a giant dragon Figueras hiding in Green Lake Town who coveted the tribe's most beautiful woman. Turn danger into safety.

Finally, while cleaning up and chasing the evil god believers and the remnants of demons, I obtained the complete materials for a flesh altar from them. At that time, other members of the Ring of Thorns who were far more powerful than the Green Field Tribe also collected more or less all the materials. To some components of the Flesh Altar.

Although the magic research in the north is not obvious and there is a lack of talent, it is impossible to transform the flesh altar like the natural temple and use it as a consumable prop for transportation when the wilderness alliance invades human territory.

However, the researchers trained by the Green Field Tribe can still build the altar of flesh and blood and make it run successfully.

After hundreds of years of research and attempts, the Green Field Tribe was not only able to successfully activate the Flesh Altar, but also figured out its general operating principle. Of course, with the current ability of the Green Field Tribe’s magic system, perhaps no one else except Allen is qualified to travel to other planes, so as to have a deeper understanding of the mystery of the cross-dimensional transmission of the Flesh Altar, but the two altars between this plane are fixed points The key to teleportation has been mastered by them.

Mother Penile was inspired by the sudden killing of the Wilderness Alliance on human territory. It happened that they had been spying on the Green Wild Tribe for so many years and had long known that they had ready-made materials for the flesh altar, so they came up with a bold idea.

This idea was just dancing in Pernilai's heart at first, and she never thought about actually putting it into action. However, in the Battle of Cold Wind Ridge, the drow and the Thorns Alliance created a miracle of victory and gained more than 200,000 yuan. After seeing the elf corpse and the captive, she could no longer hold back the wild thoughts in her heart and quickly completed all the conditions needed for her plan.

There is no need to go into details about what happened next. How Pernilai tried her best to persuade Allen, and then how she persuaded the other mistresses, etc., only happened more than a month ago, so everyone naturally still remembers it.

Allen was really impressed by Pennile's vision and wisdom as the matron. She alone could plan a feasible plan against the elves. At least when she told Allen the plan, Allen thought for a long time but couldn't find it. There are flaws and fatal problems.

In particular, Pernilai's analysis of people's calculations made Allen feel vaguely wary. If the other party secretly planned and designed against him, would he be able to see through the other party's plan?

The corpses left by the elven army became the most important part of Pernilai's plan, and it also dispelled Allen's biggest concern, so he decided to cooperate with the drow mother again.

"Patriarch!"

After defeating the elven army in the ferry raid, Albad did not follow Allen and the main force of the army to continue to pursue the remnants of Mario. Instead, he stayed at the ferry to clean up the battlefield, collect the remaining corpses of the elves and wilderness warriors, and provide them with a true When planning and preparing.

While Allen and the others were stationed far away in the capital city of Warhammer Fortress, Albad found a suitable site to build an altar of flesh and blood. At the same time, he also transported the trophies they captured and the corpses they needed, waiting for Allen Their armies came to join together.

"The altar of flesh and blood can be activated at any time."

Now that Allen and Mistress Penile are here, it must be that the elven army in the north that was plotted by them has already entered the urn. When Albad came to Allen and the others, he spoke directly.

"I have sent people to inform Saint Ashley and the others. They should be able to activate the flesh altar in the south at noon in two days."

"Now we are waiting for the results of Saint Ashley."

Allen nodded, turned his head to Mistress Penile and the others, and said solemnly.

The only thing he cannot control now is whether the team led by the drow saint Ashley in an area far between Bonn City and Nasir Fortress can build and activate the flesh altar as scheduled.

If the other party plotted against himself and the Ring of Thorns in this matter, then even if he knew the fact that the elves were attacking Nasir Fortress, he would not be able to rush back.

However, since it is a cooperation, Allen also has to face the issue of trust, and he also believes that the Zall will not be so short-sighted and will drop the chain at such a critical moment. Otherwise, the relationship that everyone has finally established with each other will not only directly return to the When you get to the starting point, you may even become an enemy who will never stop fighting to the death.

"Don't worry, Chief Allen, Saint Ashley and the others will definitely activate the altar on time!"

Pernilai seemed to have penetrated Allen's worries and said with relief.

"Ah."

Allen nodded, noncommittal.

On the far edge of the Omagh Basin, in a remote jungle adjacent to the city of Bonn, a team of thousands of people was busy nervously. The leader was constantly changing between charming and pure, mysterious and seductive. Dark Saint Ashley.

In the center of the originally dense jungle, a piece of flat land was artificially carved out. In the center of this area, there is an obsidian altar that echoes the one in the valley of the northern dwarf territory thousands of miles away.

At the edge of the altar, there are several crystal icebergs more than ten meters high, exuding a deep chill. If you look carefully through the surface of the icebergs, you will see corpses with smooth elven faces, stacked on top of each other and twisted, covered in ice. Sealed under an iceberg.

In order to preserve these elven corpses, a drow spellcasting team infuses the iceberg with magic power every day to maintain the frozen state, retain the vitality of its flesh and blood as much as possible, and provide enough nutrients to activate the flesh and blood altar.

Moreover, in order to transport these materials back from Coldwind Point, the drow and the Thorn Alliance gave up a lot of loot and burned them instead of the elves' corpses to cover up the joints and prevent the elves from discovering the problems.

"Time's up!! Get ready to unblock!!"

The weather today was not very good. The dense dark clouds overhead were very depressing, and the shining sun could not be seen behind the dark clouds. However, this did not prevent Ashley from estimating the approximate time.

The scouts from the wilderness came to deliver the news yesterday and told Ashley the time for her colleagues in the north to activate the Flesh Altar. In order to ensure that the coordinates of the two altars are connected, the altar on their side must also be activated at the same time to ensure teleportation. The opening of the magic circle.

The magic power dissipated from the iceberg, and the crystal ice melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally revealing the densely packed and lifeless elf corpse inside.

Ashley glanced at the ugly corpses on the ground with disgust, and then waved her hand gently. The wilderness and drow warriors who had been waiting for a long time came forward, dragging the corpses one by one and throwing them on the base of the altar.

hum! !

The drow spellcasters calmed down, and magic then poured into the mysterious altar of flesh and blood. The base of the altar began to rotate spontaneously, absorbing and digesting the corpses piled on it like a millstone.

Zizi! !
  A majestic blood-red beam of light suddenly rose, but was suddenly blocked by a magic shield at a height of 100 meters. The originally obvious magic shock aura was blocked with the appearance of this shield, and was also limited to within a radius of several miles.

Just when the flesh altar in front of Ashley was activated, in the valley in the far north, the pupils of the demon statue in the center of the altar in front of Ellen and Mistress Penile reacted immediately, shooting out a ball of coquettish blood-red light.

Seeing this, Albad quickly issued an order, and countless fresh corpses were thrown into the altar. The same beam of light rose again, and Albad, Matron Deborah and others also joined forces to cast spells at the same time. The unfolding magic transformed these The strong magical shock aura inspired by the altar was obscured.

(End of this chapter)