Green Monster Epic

By the time Allen and Flower Snake, with their light and hurried steps, found Boban and his group, the sun had already sunk towards the horizon, on the verge of entering twilight.

"Chief, there, there are Greenskins!!"

A jackal, panting with its tongue lolling out while looking around, spotted the two figures suddenly emerging from the wilderness on the right and quickly alerted Nason.

The jackal was looking around for a simple reason: he genuinely didn't want to continue this endless chase. He was parched, his stomach was churning with acid, and he was on the verge of collapsing from dehydration, with barely any strength left. Who knew how long this pursuit would last? It would be better to find some unexpected event that would make Nason give up the chase. Even if they couldn't kill the chief's opponent today, there would still be opportunities in the future.

"Stop!!!"

Nason also noticed the Greenskin figures in the distance to the right. This unusual scene made him feel a deep threat. He quickly ordered his confidants to rest and recover their strength, so that if these two Greenskins had really come looking for trouble, they would still have the strength to fight back.

"Waaah!!"

Hearing their chief finally utter those two long-awaited words, the six exhausted jackals immediately collapsed onto the scorching sand of the wilderness. Some even bent over, dry heaving.

"Heh, heh heh, heh heh, why, why aren't you chasing? Do you, do you want to give up?"

Boban turned around and saw the pursuers had stopped. He quickly jammed his spiked club into the ground and leaned on it, using a weak voice to continue mocking Nason and his group. Even he wasn't in good shape, and just a few words left him breathless.

By the time Allen and Flower Snake arrived at Boban's location, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, Nason and his six confidants had finally regulated their breathing and regained some strength, no longer as disheveled as before.

"Stop right there, Greenskins! Don't blame us for being impolite if you take another step!"

As Allen and his companion headed straight towards his group, Nason sensed something was wrong. Seeing that they were about to approach his警戒 range, a surge of anger rose in his heart, and he issued a seemingly forceful threat.

"Heh heh heh, that's what I should be saying. You're the leader of this jackal pack, right? Do you remember attacking my Greenwild Tribe hunting party four days ago? I'm Allen Witte, the Greenwild Tribe chief. I've come to your territory to avenge my tribesmen who died innocently!"

Allen smiled contemptuously and extended the giant sword in his hand, pointing it directly at Nason, who had issued the threat.

"Are you ready to meet your death, Jackal?"

However, before Allen could finish his seemingly fierce declaration, a different voice came from afar, making Allen's tough talk seem a bit awkward.

"Hey, Greenskin, we agreed that this guy was mine. Are you trying to turn against me?"

Hearing Allen wanted to challenge Nason, Boban became anxious. He had run for half a day and put in so much effort to rightfully defeat Nason. How could he sit idly by while this Greenskin tried to steal his opponent? Although he knew Allen was strong, Boban didn't back down and was ready to lash out at Allen on the spot.

"Ah, sorry, my mistake. This jackal leader is yours, yours!"

Allen hurriedly retracted his giant sword and spread his shoulders, apologizing to Boban in the distance.

"So, Boban, you've stooped so low as to collude with lowly Greenskins!!!"

Nason was furious. He withdrew his gaze from Allen and his companion and turned to glare at Boban.

"Heh heh heh, you started this kind of thing. If you hadn't colluded with the Kobolds to assassinate me and injure me, how could you have defeated me? Since you can cooperate with the Kobolds, what's wrong with me joining forces with the Greenskins!"

Boban had finally managed to convince himself to cooperate with outsiders like Allen and his companion. The most important reason was naturally Nason's assassination attempt with the Kobolds, which almost cost him his life. When the other party mocked his cooperation with the Greenskins, Boban used their collusion with the Kobolds as a shield to strike back.

"Bullshit, when, when did I collude with the Kobolds?"

Nason naturally wouldn't admit it. Apart from his confidants, no other tribesmen knew about his trip to Broken Bone Tribe, and even his confidants didn't know about the Kobold's assassination attempt on Boban.

"You know in your heart whether you did or not. Anyway, things have developed like this, so let's have another duel to see who the final winner is!"

Boban didn't waste any words. He had taken advantage of the other party's rest to recover a lot of strength. After saying this, he put the spiked club on his shoulder and slowly walked over.

"Do you think I'm stupid? With these two Greenskins here, why would I fight you? What if they interfere?"

Nason glared at Allen and his companion, then questioned Boban.

"Don't you have six followers? I'm not even afraid of your followers, yet you're talking to me about these two Greenskins!"

Boban glared at Nason disdainfully, then turned to Allen and his companion and said, "You two stay away. I'm going to duel Nason now. Don't blame me for being rude if you interfere!"

Knowing that he was not as strong as Allen, Boban still spoke with an arrogance that seemed to directly defeat Allen. Flower Snake rolled his eyes repeatedly. If this guy wasn't on their side, Flower Snake might have rushed up and砍翻 Boban to the ground.

Allen was open-minded. Boban was obviously missing a string in his brain. He pulled the strongest person over for a duel, and he was happy to take advantage of their duel to kill the remaining six jackals. It was good to weaken this neighbor's strength by even a little bit, so that these guys wouldn't always think about going against their Greenwild Tribe.

"Okay, you fight your fight, and we'll just loosen our muscles with these six jackals!"

"That's more like it. You guys, get lost and stop getting in the way!"

Boban nodded in satisfaction and then unceremoniously scolded the six jackals behind Nason.

"Okay!"

Nason nodded slightly, signaling his confidants to entangle these two emerging goblins, while he prepared to leave Boban behind. After the tribesmen who fell behind them arrived, everyone would take a一口气 and clean up these guys who dared to challenge the Ivan Tribe.