The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 910 Choices
  Allen was slightly relieved as his biggest worry was relieved, but he was followed by deep anger and dissatisfaction.

He has spent many years of hard work and sweat tempering himself, constantly surpassing himself and moving forward. He has not enjoyed a good life for a day in exchange for the transcendent power he has today, but it has become a shackles for his future behavior!
  The root of all this lies in those greedy and powerful gods and the followers of the minion church who follow and depend on them. If Allen had some hesitation and hesitation before building his own church and embarking on the road to becoming a god, after this conversation with Master Oscar, Allen's determination and goal were finally strengthened.

Only by becoming one of the many gods in the endless starry sky can he gain true freedom and better protect the things and people he cares about.

After bidding farewell to Oscar, Allen did not prepare to return to the front line. Instead, he turned around and returned to the Namur Fortress in the south. At this time, the front line should be cleaning up the battlefield and distributing the spoils. The elves who had just failed and evacuated would probably not be killed again. A carbine is returned, and Bai Bai comes back to send some more heads.

The Namur Fortress did not become depressed because of the fighting on the frontline battlefield and the blockade of trade with Talon Continent. Instead, many merchants traveled thousands of miles to transport a lot of strategic materials, trying to get a share of the pie.

However, the canyon fortress is temporarily closed, and most merchants who want to go north to the battlefield to sell their supplies, or to buy the trophies from the army soldiers, cannot go to the front line, so they stay in the relatively safe place these days, which also has many entertainment industries. Spend some time at Muir's Fortress.

Allen returned to the fortress and did not do anything else. Instead, he went to a manor in the city to visit a goblin who was very important to him - Zelang, the first high priest of the God of Cookery.

"My Lord, I am sorry that I can no longer serve you!"

The great goblin Zelang, who is nearly 80 years old, is considered to have a long life among the goblins. At this time, he is lying weakly on a soft couch covered with many animal skins, and his eyes that are already blind are rare. With an expression of nostalgia, he humbly apologized to Allen.

"My child, you have worked hard these years!"

Although Zelang's own talents and talents are not outstanding, before Albad took over the power of the God of Cookery, the development of the God of Cookery was slow, but this does not deny the credit of Zelang and others.

In particular, Zelang's own mental fluctuations are similar to Allen's, and they have a mysterious resonance connection with each other. The effect of this long-distance consciousness communication alone has helped Allen and the tribe a lot.

The most important thing is that Zelang's ability frees Allen and allows him to go to distant places without having to worry about being alerted if something goes wrong in the tribe.

"Have a good rest, I believe you will still have a chance to continue to serve me!"

Zelang's ability is indeed very important to Allen and the Green Field Tribe today. He has always been reluctant to give up such a useful believer, but he doesn't have much to do about the laws of nature after Zelang's death. We can't let him spend a lot of energy and cost cooking a dish that will increase his lifespan like he did when he helped Albad last time.

With Zelang's qualifications, it is impossible to be promoted to a legend even with a mere ten years of life, so giving him a precious dish would not be of much value at all, but would be a waste of precious materials.

"My Lord, I only hope that your Kingdom of God will be established soon, so that I can continue to serve you in the Kingdom of God."

Zelang knew that what Allen said was just to comfort himself, but as a devout follower, he truly believed that the one he believed in could convert his soul and ascend to the paradise of his dreams.

"Believe me, I will bring new life to the souls of my goblin clan!"

Allen carefully checked Zelang's body and soul, and after confirming that his life was about to come to an end, he patted the back of the hobgoblin's old hand.

"But I still hope that you can see this day coming with your own eyes!"

"Live well!"

Without spending much time in the manor where Ze Lang was resting, Allen soon walked out again and soared straight into the sky towards his castle in the inner city of Death. "I want to seal off the castle and go into seclusion. No one is allowed to come near this place!"

As soon as the Allens landed, a group of capable and majestic soldiers ran over under the leadership of a tall bugbear. They wanted to salute Allen, but were blocked by him with a word.

"Yes!"

The bugbear captain responded solemnly and led his team members to run outside the castle.

After Allen gave the orders to the castle guards, he went directly into the secret training room in the castle that only he knew. After briefly sorting out his mood, he calmly entered deep meditation.

Familiarly transfiguring the flame nova and the seed of faith in the sea of ​​consciousness, Allen is now entering the resonance state faster and faster, and the power of faith spurts out from the seed of faith in just a few breaths.

It’s just that Allen keenly felt that the amount of power of faith spewed out by the seed of faith this time was far less than the first time he entered the resonance state independently. It seems that he has consumed the power of faith these days, which is far beyond his current state. There is the power of faith generated by believers.

The new divine power was conceived with the fusion of spiritual power, power of faith and anger. The converted divine power flowed independently in Allen's body, and an invisible and majestic aura slowly enveloped the secret room.

Just after the transformation of divine power was completed, Allen's consciousness reappeared deep in the vortex of anger in his heart, and flew straight towards the bright seed of faith in the vortex.

The seed of faith doesn't seem to have changed much, but it seems to be different. The little stars surrounding it that only Allen can perceive have added a lot, but compared to the seed of faith that is as dazzling as the sun. Seed, these dots of stars hovering around the Seed of Faith are really inconspicuous.

One of the starlights should be the most dazzling among the many starlights. Allen appeared in this starlight as soon as he thought.

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Under the control of Allen's thoughts, streams of golden divine power flowed from the whirlpool of anger, and condensed into drops of divine power liquid in his invisible thoughts.

"Ugh!!"

With a long silent sigh, Allen felt a rare feeling of reluctance when faced with the drops of divine liquid he controlled floating around. However, he soon made a decision, and poured the drop of divine liquid into that one. Flying away among the bright and pure stars.

Noisy!
  The seemingly small starlight collided with the divine liquid. Under the monitoring of Allen's consciousness, the volume of the divine liquid shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.

In a manor not far away, the face of the earth spirit Zelang, whose soul and body had already decayed, suddenly turned red, and his bare palms beside the bed, which looked like chicken feet and dry tree bark, suddenly gained a bit of luster and slowly stretched. stand up.

"Ah~"

Zelang, who fell into a coma, unconsciously let out a sigh of relief, causing the heirs serving beside him to become nervous and quickly check his body.

(End of this chapter)