The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 976

This time when Allen came to Fate Fortress, he no longer concealed his identity. As he flew in the void, dozens of people in power in the city starting from the garrison commander were already waiting in front of the city gate to welcome him.

Behind them, there were more than two hundred elite members drawn from the Green Field Tribe, who came from the city to gather. They waited for several days in the fortress where the tribe had a very poor sense of presence and the living environment was poor, but they remained I don’t know why the tribe came here.

Just finalizing the recipe and supporting cooking techniques does not mean he has completed a master-level dish. Allen has to rely on these things that are just deduced to cook the dishes himself. Only then can it be considered a success.

With Allen's current cooking skills, even with the blessing of the God of Cookery, he himself is not confident enough to cook the dishes successfully.

Therefore, he also needs to brainstorm and let the talented people in the clan help him perfect the recipe. At the same time, he can also let the best chefs in the clan gain something from this collaboration and increase their skills.

There is also the team of more than 100 high-level spellcasters that the tribe has finally cultivated, which are also important helpers for Allen to create a gathering place for single-attribute magic power when he is cooking.

There are few places in the territory of the Green Field Tribe that naturally gather certain attributes like the dragon's lair, so Allen found another way to let the team of spellcasters cast magic at the critical moment of his cooking, in order to gather the magic power of a certain attribute, thus Meet the magic requirements of dishes.

Of course, these are just deductions in the mind of Allen and the divine consciousness, and have not been truly verified. However, since it is a groundbreaking exploration, Allen, who has been extremely experienced in this along the way, will never be worried about the road ahead. When filled with mist and thorns, retreat.

"Patriarch, in accordance with the requirements in Elder Arbad's letter, we have prepared the venue and materials you need."

A-Gump Luye, the garrison commander of Fate Fortress, is a native bugbear of Luye who has a strong roots. He is in his early fifties and was also one of the legendary seeds of the tribe when he was young.

It's a pity that this road is really difficult. Until A-Gump fought hard in the border fortress until he was forty-five years old, and accumulated achievements to become the captain of the Thousand-man Brigade, he still failed to break through himself.

Finally, with the support of his family and his own merits, he became the garrison commander of Fate Fortress.

Being able to see his idol in this remote fortress, A-Gump was equally excited and nervous. However, after all, he was a soldier who had experienced countless life and death hardships on the front line, and his inner changes were not shown on his face.

"You lead the way."

Allen nodded, his majestic voice floating in the field.

The venue A-Gump chose was the Mage Tower in the heart of the inner city lake that Allen had not had the opportunity to approach during his previous private visit. Under A-Gump's guidance, Allen and his party arrived at the small island in the middle of the lake that was hanging more than a hundred meters away. .

A snow-white ray slanted out from the spire of the high tower on the island, extending from the shore of the island to the lakeside where Allen and the others were, and soon a frozen ice bridge was formed, exuding a strong chill.

For Allen, the distance between the island in the middle of the lake and the lakeside is not a problem at all, but for ordinary warriors, this large lake is almost a natural moat, and it will not give people any sound at all. The chance to pass through easily.

Don't forget, there are still countless aquatic animals in this artificial lake, including piranhas, crocodiles and other ferocious beasts, as well as aquatic monsters that Allen was a little surprised by.

Allen did not leave the group of tribesmen behind him to land on the island alone. Instead, he walked on the crystal clear ice bridge with great interest. When he lowered his head, he could still see groups of fish swimming by. A faint and obscure magical atmosphere was here. Ripples in the lake.

Obviously, this lake is not as simple as what appears on the surface. With Allen's mental perception and intuition, he can vaguely detect that the lake contains a huge amount of water magic power, which is exactly the same as the mage spiers on the small island in the center of the lake. The thick clouds drifting eastward around Fat Fortress formed a connection in the sky.

This is also the reason why Allen chose to place the final test site in this fortress. As a pure military fortress of the tribe, ordinary people cannot approach this place at all. At the same time, the mage spire accompanying the fortress can also help Allen enrich himself in the future. Collection of elements from various series.

"Hello, Patriarch!!"    In the Mage Spire of Fat Fortress, there is a team of thirty or forty spellcasters stationed. Their main task is to keep the magic shield of the Mage Spire working continuously, and to disperse or absorb it through the Mage Tower. Abundant water vapor and water elements pass through the sky of the fortress.

Because the most important thing about this task is the expensive mage spire and the huge artificial lake closely related to the spire. Instead, the casters who provide the spire with magic and mental power maintenance are auxiliary, so the casters stationed here are The levels are generally not outstanding, and the highest level has not even reached the peak of advanced level 15.

Except for the mages on duty, the other goblins who worked in the tower had left the tower early and stood in front of the door to greet Allen.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm here to do some important experiments, so if you see anything, please don't say anything and remember to keep it a secret!"

Allen's expression was as usual, and his tone was majestic and serious.

"understand!"

"I have ordered you to go down and the inner city of the fortress will be under martial law from today. No one can approach the inner city wall."

A-Gump and others nodded after hearing the instructions.

"Who is in charge of this mage tower?"

Allen originally planned to try cooking directly, but thinking that he would need the assistance of the mage tower next, he turned his attention to the spell casters in front of the mage tower, who were mostly dwarfs, and asked.

"Guba'er always obeys the patriarch's orders."

A dwarf mage with a thick goatee and about sixty years old, holding a staff more than one meter long, quickly stepped forward and bowed to respond.

"Take these mages behind you into the mage tower and let them figure out the various joints of controlling the mage tower as soon as possible."

Allen pointed to the group of mages behind him and ordered to the dwarf named Gubar: "How long will it take to be able to simply control this mage tower to perform magic?"

"If it's just a simple spell cast, it would probably take five days."

"Two days!! I will give you two days to familiarize yourself with the operation of this mage tower. I will see the results in two days. Are you confident??"

Allen frowned slightly, looked back at the group of very young high-level mages behind him, and asked in a deep voice.

"Have!!"

"Very good, hurry up and go quickly!!"

Allen was not a sloppy character. He waved his hand and sent people to start working. Even he and the remaining chefs and scholars were not idle. They arranged rows of cooking utensils in an open garden on an island in the middle of the lake. .

(End of this chapter)