Green Monster Epic

Chapter 243: Legendary Battle (5,000 words! Seeking votes!)

With a heavy sword strike, Allen sent his opponent, along with their weapon, flying away. Allen's opponent crashed into the cave wall behind them, letting out a muffled groan. As they struggled to stand, Allen, with powerful strides, seized the opportunity and charged back, piercing his sword straight into the opponent's vitals, ending their life completely.

The promised cooperation was on the verge of collapse with the appearance of the Legend. Without the foundation of cooperation, Allen and his companions fought independently, striving to obtain the greatest possible results.

Although engaged in battle, Allen's mind remained fixed on the image of the figure who had blocked the Hidden Assassin's advancement. The face he had glimpsed so briefly continued to trouble him. It was a face with two curved horns atop its head, skin rough and dark red, teeth sharp and elongated, and a pair of scarlet eyes with pupils that revealed a mixture of madness and coldness. A single glance was enough to leave an indelible impression on Allen.

Allen was certain that this was not a native creature of the wilderness, but rather something more akin to a demon from the bottomless abyss of legend. Allen simply couldn't understand how a demon could survive in the material plane without being discovered by the many temples.

Compared to the disputes and conflicts between gods, the demons and devils of the bottomless abyss had always been the enemies of all the gods of the Feyman Plane, and thus the enemies of all living things, simply because they fed on the souls of all intelligent races in the Feyman World, constantly coveting this rich and colorful place filled with delicious souls.

"Whoosh!!!"

The Legend, Munch, who had only shown his face briefly before chasing after the trail of the Owl Eagle, Klieg, returned after half a magic hour. There was no sign of blood or battle on his body, but he held an oval object in his hand. Allen's sharp eyes immediately recognized that the blood-soaked object was none other than the head that had once been attached to Klieg's neck. However, Klieg's head no longer possessed the vigor, composure, or calmness it had displayed during his battle with Allen. The lifeless eye sockets seemed to express an unwillingness to die, the wide eyes filled with a desire to survive, as well as despair and entreaty in the face of death.

"Hey, kid, catch!"

Suddenly, Munch tossed the head in his hand, shouting at Allen. Before Allen could figure out what was happening, the flying head grew larger and larger, and just as it was about to hit him, Allen caught the incoming head while looking at the powerful Legend in confusion.

"Consider this a reward for providing information!"

Allen naturally wouldn't know that their supposedly secret exchange of information the night before had actually been under Munch's watchful eyes the entire time. Munch naturally didn't care about the mere hundreds of gold coins offered as a bounty for Klieg. Similarly, he wouldn't take advantage of a group of weak mercenaries and adventurers for no reason, even if Allen and his companions were unaware that their information had been leaked.

Of course, even if Munch, as a Legend, wanted to give Allen and his companions a little reward, he wouldn't go to the trouble of explaining the details to them in detail. He would simply give them some benefits as a reward. However, the others were not natives of the wilderness, and only Allen, the greenskin, looked like a native of the wilderness. Moreover, his strength was not bad, and he could fight Klieg evenly. Therefore, Munch simply tossed Klieg's valuable head to Allen.

As for how Allen and the three foreigners would divide the spoils after this, that was not something Munch would care about.

After saying these words, Munch ignored whether Allen understood the meaning of his nonsensical words and went straight to the wooden boxes in the corner of the cave to look for the goods that the Oak Merchant Company had lost. Soon, Munch found his target and shouted to Natan, who was cleaning up the battlefield, "Hey, you, come here!"

"Ah, Lord Munch, what are your orders?"

Natan trotted over, a flattering smile on his face, and asked cautiously.

"You find some people to take these things out of the cave intact. If there's even the slightest mistake, don't blame me for being rude!"

After Munch gave his instructions, he glanced at the gradually calming cave and left as freely as he had come.

"You, you, you... and you, forget it. You guys, hurry up and carry these things out!"

After receiving Munch's instructions, Natan quickly began to direct his men to move the heavy goods. Originally, he had pointed to Allen, but then he thought about the head Munch had thrown to Allen and wondered if there was some kind of relationship between them, so he gave up the idea of conscripting Allen as a coolie and assigned the task to the other guys.

"Hey, I'm telling you, you're something else, having connections with such a legendary figure. I didn't expect that!"

Kaya had snuck over at some point, carrying a burlap sack on her back. Just by looking at the blood seeping from the bottom of the bag, Allen knew what was inside. Kaya in peacetime and Kaya in battle were completely different people. When Allen was fighting fiercely, he had occasionally glanced at Kaya to see how she was doing, after all, they were partners, and he couldn't just take care of himself and forget about his companions.

After parting ways with Saru in the maze, Allen had never seen Saru again, nor had he heard any news about him. Although Allen knew that the other party had most likely died, he would still sigh and feel a little regretful when he was alone from time to time, after all, the other party was a relatively compatible teammate and companion.

Affected by this, although Allen's cooperation with Kaya was a bit of a joke, once he made a decision, Allen never thought of ignoring these companions.

During the previous battle, Kaya's eyes were cold and focused, transforming into a murderous and resolute rose. Every arrow she shot was decisive, completely contrasting with her current appearance of being lively, gossipy, and nosy when she was around Allen.

"I don't actually know him!"

Allen shrugged and replied with a blank expression.

"That's no fun. I'm not asking you to help me build a relationship, so why are you hiding it?"

Kaya looked displeased and glared at Allen disdainfully before walking away proudly.

"I have a share of the bounty for that gnoll, don't even think about taking it all for yourself!"

Allen reminded Kaya from behind, and her figure slipped away even faster, soon disappearing without a trace.

Before long, Albion returned with a sullen face, bearing several wounds. Needless to say, he had failed to catch up with the mysterious figure. Allen even suspected that Albion had suffered a loss at the other's hands, otherwise, why would he have so many new injuries?

Of course, having learned social skills for so long, Allen wouldn't ask him so directly. Instead, he lowered his head and pretended not to notice Albion's condition, diligently cleaning up the battlefield.

The spoils obtained from the mercenary mission naturally belonged to the mercenaries themselves. Allen was currently in dire need of money, so he wouldn't want to let go of anything of value.

Unfortunately, the most valuable part, Klieg's body, was nowhere to be found. Seeing him throw out scrolls to prevent Munch from getting close, it was likely that he had a dimensional bag on him.

Allen could only think about it, then sigh and continue his scavenging and head-chopping behavior.

Cleaning up the mess didn't take Allen much effort. A long rope made from local materials was strung with several round heads, and some miscellaneous spoils filled Allen's backpack, making it look bulging.

The reason he didn't put these spoils into his newly acquired dimensional bag was simply because Allen didn't want to attract attention. Although no one had directly taught Allen the principle of not flaunting wealth, the clever Allen had figured it out himself.

Richard seemed to have gained a lot as well. As the spellcaster with the greatest offensive power, he was not only in a safe position during the battle, but also no one dared to snatch his targets when collecting spoils after the battle. Of course, Richard was not stingy about sharing the spoils with the shield warriors who protected them ranged classes. Even so, his harvest was probably the most of the four of them, with a full 6-7 heads collected by him, ready to be taken out for Miller to check and register for the reward they deserved when they returned.

"Remember, this head is the credit of the three of us, don't even think about taking it all for yourself!"

A single gold coin can drive a hero to death. Allen was currently penniless, so he finally found Kaya's figure and immediately ran over to remind her, earning him a glare from Kaya.

"You're really no fun. Can't you be a little more humble? I'm a weak woman, and I personally chopped off this head, that took a lot of determination!"

Kaya tried her best to look pitiful, attempting to sway Allen, but she clearly underestimated Allen's desire for money and his heart of stone. He didn't take Kaya's pretense to heart at all. Kaya, whose efforts were in vain, could only say resentfully, "Don't worry, I'll give you the money when I get it!!"

"Okay, good."

Allen had seen Kaya's ruthlessness when she killed and beheaded people. There wasn't a trace of weakness, so naturally, he wouldn't be easily swayed by Kaya. Only after she gave a satisfactory answer did he nod and let Kaya leave. As for the fact that the three of them hadn't questioned the matter of Klieg's head, he was happy to play dumb and pocket the money directly.

Of course, even Allen himself didn't understand why Munch, this legendary figure he met for the first time, would give him such a gift. The other three probably didn't know anything about it either, and they were too embarrassed to ask Allen to share this valuable head.

As the afternoon sun began to set, everyone had almost finished cleaning up the mess. When they emerged from the cave, they discovered that Lord Munch was hovering in the air, overlooking the Roc Cliff, waiting for their return journey.

Without any delay, although they knew they might have to travel at night to reach Mansa City, seeing the attitude of the two employers, Munch and Miller, not a single adventurer raised any objections. Even though everyone knew it would be more tiring, who told them that this was their livelihood?

Of course, before setting off, everyone had handed over the heads of the Gryphon Eagle Mercenary members they had cut off to Supervisor Miller, who registered and collected them uniformly. Although everyone looked more or less bloody, it wasn't so obvious under the blowing of the wilderness mountain wind.

"Let's go!!!"

Seeing that Lord Munch had no intention of flying down to preside over the situation, Miller, the City Guard supervisor, took the lead and issued the order.

The group dragged over a dozen large carts of spoils and slowly began to move, heading towards the rugged mountain path out of the mountains. After leaving the mountain road, everyone's mood finally eased. The cliffs and precipices that appeared from time to time still posed a considerable risk to the combat professionals who didn't yet have the ability to fly, so everyone had to be vigilant when dragging the carts, and they only relaxed after leaving the mountains.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, the foremost cart exploded, scattering debris everywhere. The various parts on it were torn to pieces, even affecting several adventurers and packhorses responsible for pulling it, who were sent flying and collapsed on the ground, twitching or simply lifeless.

"Who!!!"

The legendary 'Eagle Walker' Munch, flying in the air, roared, shaking the surrounding fields. At the same time, his eagle eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for the source of the commotion.

Allen and the other adventurers, along with the City Guard soldiers, drew their weapons and formed a defensive posture around the carts. Under the influence of Munch's legendary pressure, the sounds of birds, insects, and beasts were directly silenced, and the surrounding silence made people feel uneasy.

"How dare you!!!"

Two more lightning-fast silver-white shadows suddenly shot towards two other carts in the team. Having anticipated this, Munch descended from the sky and grabbed at each shadow with his hands like claws. The shadows, which seemed to be shooting in opposite directions, were forced to change trajectory under Munch's fierce grab. One of them brushed past the target cart but smashed into another carriage behind it, instantly turning another carriage into a cloud of flying wood fragments, involving several adventurers nearby who only had time to make blocking movements.

As for the other shadow, it was directly grabbed by Munch's claw, finally revealing its shape. It turned out to be a bright silver spear. At this moment, it struggled in Munch's claws, and suddenly a flash of electricity appeared on the spear, enveloping Munch's clenched hand in an electric net. Magical damage had little effect on Munch, but the negative effect of the electric spell made Munch's hand go numb. The spear, without anyone pulling it, shot back and burrowed into a distant rocky area, thus exposing the attacker's location.

"Come out for me!!!"

Munch pulled his right hand back to his waist, and at the same time, he gathered his Qi in his chest and abdomen and thrust forward fiercely. His right straight punch shot out swiftly, turning into a huge fist shadow that flew directly into the rocky area. A loud noise was accompanied by an earth-shattering tremor. The rocky area no longer existed, and a figure emerged from it. It was a familiar acquaintance of Allen's, the legendary 'Bloodthirsty One' Shaga.

"Shaga, what do you want? Don't you know the warning issued by the City Guard? ?"

Munch had actually guessed the identity of the attacker when he grabbed the first spear. Now that he saw the real person, he wasn't too surprised. He just stared at the jackal with a grim face and a fierce aura hanging from the corner of his eyes.

"Hehehe, Munch, don't get me wrong. I'm not standing here as the elder of the Quilla tribe. I'm just an adventurer who has taken on a mission. The City Guard's words don't have much binding force on me!!"

Shaga was trying to confuse the issue. After all, the power of the City Guard was not enough to completely restrain legendary figures like them. He had accepted a request from a mysterious person to destroy this batch of Oakleaf Merchant Guild's goods. Although it might anger the Wildlands Eagle faction, the mysterious person was generous and magnanimous, and he couldn't resist the temptation of this benefit, thinking that he could quietly take action with his personal strength.

After all, according to the City Guard's announcement, there shouldn't be any legendary powerhouses interfering in this mission. But who would have thought that the City Guard people were too dishonest, advising other powerful forces not to interfere while secretly sending a powerhouse to clean up, leaving him trailing behind for a long time only to find nothing.

Either he could give up this fat meat that was already in his mouth and go home, or he could destroy this batch of goods in front of Munch, the lizard. The dilemma only made Shaga hesitate for a few breaths before making his decision.

In any case, the Quilla tribe has always prioritized interests. Human merchants and secretly wooing forces are generous to the Quilla tribe's upper echelons, so the Quilla tribe's attitude towards humans is not bad. Therefore, Shaga thought that even if the tribe leader hadn't sent any definite information, helping humans wouldn't be a big deal.

As for whether it would anger the powerhouses of the Wildlands Eagle faction, Shaga didn't care at all. Over the years, Shaga had offended many powerhouses because of his violent personality, but he was still living well, wasn't he?

Even if he couldn't clean up the mess at that time, as long as he got the benefits, he could just turn around and leave the Wildlands. The continents of Xilan and Talan were vast and boundless. Couldn't he find a place for Shaga to stand?

His selfish personality was fully revealed in Shaga. At this time, facing Munch's gloomy and staring gaze, he didn't care at all. At the same time, in the moment when Munch relaxed slightly, Shaga launched the Returning Shadow Spear again. Three spears that could automatically return shot out in three different directions, pointing directly at three different targets in Allen's caravan.

"Protect the carts!!"

Miller roared with all his might, but the adventurers in the team hesitated, both because the trajectory of Shaga's spear was almost imperceptible to the naked eye and because they didn't have the confidence to directly take a blow from a legend.

"Hmph!!"

Munch stretched out his hands like wings, swiftly copying over, directly scooping towards the three Returning Shadow Spears like embracing the moon. In the powerful suction, the swift speed of the three spears gradually slowed down, and they seemed to be solidified by Munch's powerful battle qi filling the air.

"Hahaha, how lively? ?"

Suddenly, another figure appeared in the sky, hovering in the sky, watching this good show outside of the Thunder Mountain, and said jokingly.

"Munch, I've wanted to compete with you for a long time, but unfortunately, Mansa City has too many rules, making it difficult to challenge you. Now is the perfect opportunity, take this!!"

The newcomer had just revealed his figure and pounced on the lizard legendary Munch who was protecting the convoy below, not forgetting to issue a declaration of challenge.

Until this time, Allen and the others had only seen a little of the other party's face. It was an orc powerhouse with two canine teeth protruding from his lips at the jaw, long hair tied into a ponytail behind his head, a burly figure under bronze skin implying explosive energy, wearing a half-attached armor, and wielding two sharp steel axes.

"Kajiso, you dare to show up!!!"

Munch directly roared angrily, saying the other party's name.