After supervising Albard to eat the magic dish 'Thunder Pond' and watching him enter the secret room to practice, Allen finally regained his awareness of locking the opponent's aura with confidence.
After doing this, Allen finally stood up from the throne where he had been sitting for more than ten days, and immediately received the gaze of Ze Lang who was serving at the side.
"Chief, are you going out now?"
"Um!"
Allen nodded, but his mind was not on the group of temple messengers in the city who could not be driven away, but on the distant wilderness.
"Since those guys won't leave for a while, I should make some noise to let them understand my attitude!"
This celebration was held very smoothly, and even the cooking competition completely exceeded Allen's expectations. I believe that with the success of this competition, the next competition in ten years will definitely be better than this one. The more contestants there are, the greater the reputation will be.
In particular, Allen showed off his superb cooking skills, and the effect of cooking dishes was immediate. As long as the chefs, tourists, and businessmen who have personally experienced this competition, I am afraid no one will doubt Allen's spread of " The name of the God of Cookery.
"Keep your home safe and report to me immediately if anything happens."
When Zelang received the divine gift from Allen and directly raised his strength to the legendary level, the invisible spiritual connection between the two became closer and closer. As long as Zelang calmed down and prayed devoutly, Allen's consciousness would immediately rise to the level. A prayer like a bell will ring out, and it will be difficult for Allen to ignore it even if he wants to.
And now Allen understands Zelang's heart more and more thoroughly, as if this devout believer is naked in mind and body in front of him, and can't hide any secrets at all.
For example, the other party is now thinking that after Allen leaves the underground temple, he will sneak to the surface and bask in the sun to make up for the pain of hiding underground for more than two months.
"clear."
Zelang bowed in response.
Following the maze-like road underground, when Allen's figure stepped onto the earth again, a red blood moon hung high in the sky, dyeing the fog generated by the drop in temperature in the distance into light red.
Looking around, he glanced at the majestic city ten levels away. After finding his bearings, Allen's legs began to run across the vast land.
...
"...Coming back to the North this time is not in vain!!"
"I didn't expect that the northern region described in legends as barren and cold is actually richer than our tribe's territory..."
“Who says it’s not?!”
In the middle of nowhere, a winding road stretches from south to north. Even after dark, there are inns dotted with sparks around the business road, connecting the business road in series, just like the strings of strings connecting pearl necklaces.
This time, most of the envoys who went north to participate in the celebration of Allen's ascension to the saint came alone. They only kept each other company when they met other envoys on the way.
When leaving, the envoys from various camps and forces will contact each other and take advantage of the events on the way to digest the shock of the trip north to the Green Field tribe.
When the envoys of the Yucatan tribe returned, it was convenient for them to go south together with four or five tribal envoys such as Quilla and Cadiron who were close to their tribe. The mighty six or seven hundred blade envoys plus those purchased in Green Lake Town The supplies they received greatly slowed down their progress. More than half a month had passed and they had only traveled a thousand or two thousand miles. However, these mixed members are not anxious or worried at all, because there is still a demigod mainstay and several legendary powerhouses in their team, and I am afraid that no one who is short-sighted will dare to disturb them. A team of people.
A group of soldiers with faces of different races were chatting with each other around a blazing bonfire to dispel the boredom and loneliness of being on guard duty at night.
Just as a group of people were chatting lively, in the camp surrounded by dozens of carriages behind them, several powerful auras suddenly rose. At the same time, there were bursts of howling wind and several figures in the camp. Rising from the camp.
"..."
The demigod mainstay Marvin had already unsheathed a pair of scimitars in his hands, and stared solemnly at the direction they came from during the day. Over there, a hundred miles away from the camp, a familiar aura was rapidly advancing. It seemed that there were still more than ten minutes left. Will arrive.
Behind him, the five or six legendary powerhouses of various races who belonged to their own camp had hesitant and uneasy faces at this time. After all, the aura master who was rapidly approaching and making no secret of his movements was not something they wanted to offend.
"Where are you going, Mr. Allen?"
In less than ten minutes, the face of the powerful aura master who suddenly appeared in the north had already caught the eyes of the great goblin demigod assassin Marvin.
When he saw the other party heading straight for his own camp, Marvin couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. His lucky mentality finally came to an end, but he could only bite the bullet and say hello calmly.
"I'm just here to find you!!"
The Allen man was still more than 500 meters away, and a dark golden sword appeared in his hand. He locked onto the space where Marvin was and stabbed him from a distance.
"Other irrelevant people, please get out of my way, otherwise don't blame me for implicating you!!"
"You...are bullying others too much!!"
Marvin and several strong men behind him faced the powerful sword force, with different expressions and reactions. Some people quickly dodged around, while others drew their weapons and planned to fight back.
As for Marvin, who was the target, a pair of scimitars danced into a sword curtain in his hands. Instead of dodging, he stepped forward and collided directly with the swift and fierce sword style.
boom! !
The fierce wind that filled the sky lifted the thin clouds above his head, and Marvin's forward figure also stopped after blocking Allen's thrust.
But at this time, Allen's figure had already arrived fifty meters away, dragging his heavy sword and standing quietly opposite Marvin.
"I wanted to challenge you a few days ago, but His Excellency Da Vinci and the others were there to stop me. The time and place today are good, so let's finish the unfinished business that day!!"
"But don't worry, as a member of the wilderness, I won't be as short-sighted and selfish as some guys, and I won't really kill you."
"So the envoys behind Marvin, you'd better stand far away and don't get involved in the fight between us. Otherwise, if I accidentally hurt you, I won't take responsibility!"
"When the time comes, neither the alliance nor your tribe will be able to cause trouble for me!!"
The calm and indifferent tone reached everyone's ears, like a ladle of ice water soaking into their hearts and spleens, seducing their rationality. Several people looked at each other for more than ten times, and finally moved away from the distance obediently, preparing for what was about to happen. The battle to make room.
The great goblin demigod Marvin had a gloomy expression on his face. Although he had expected that several strong men behind him, Keneng, would all choose, when they made the decision and no one stood up to support him, he naturally still had endless resentment and anger in his heart.
Some people died, but not completely...
