Green Monster Epic

Chapter 244: Chaos and Commotion (5,000-word chapter, another update tonight, happy weekend?)

Alan and the other so-called high-level combat professionals, watching the endless stream of legendary powerhouses appear before them, many had already begun to consider retreating, looking around for a safe escape route.

Alan himself was also considering retreating. It now seemed that the battle was beyond the reach of high-level combat professionals like them, so why should he risk his life? However, everyone had not yet collapsed and fled. If he were to be the first to stick his head out, considering the expression of Miller, the supervisor of the City Guard, who was constantly surveying the area, he would probably find it difficult to gain a foothold in Mansa City.

Thinking of this, Alan held his greatsword horizontally, and the force of the Triple Wave was poured into the sword, directly facing one of the Shadow Spears flying towards his protected carriage. At the same time, for safety's sake, he activated his Berserk skill, unleashing his greatest strength in a single heavy strike, colliding with the Shadow Spear on the spot. Alan staggered back several steps, but ultimately managed to intercept the Shadow Spear, earning him sincere admiration from his companions and Supervisor Miller.

Of course, having accepted the mission, Alan had no intention of fleeing in such a sorry state. According to the requirements of the employment mission, fleeing halfway would be considered an automatic abandonment of the mission, disqualifying him from receiving any reward. Alan had wasted so much energy and time; if he gained nothing, wouldn't that be a losing proposition?

Although Munch was fighting two opponents alone, it wasn't certain that he was doomed to failure. Therefore, Alan felt that fulfilling his obligations shouldn't be a mistake. If it really came to a critical moment, escaping wouldn't take much time. After all, if a legendary powerhouse was determined to hunt him down, there might not be much difference between escaping now and escaping later, unless he was saved by another legendary powerhouse like last time.

Munch retracted his battle aura and punched directly at Kagiso, who was charging towards him. The fist and axe collided, and a violent shockwave spread out, causing several nearby adventurers to stagger and almost lose their balance. Without Munch's battle aura slowing them down, the Shadow Spears regained their original speed and shot towards the three carriages. One directly collided with Alan's greatsword. After Alan retreated several steps, he managed to block the Shadow Spear.

On the other side, Nathan held his heavy shield forward and, like Alan, retreated several steps, managing to block a spear. Only one spear was unblocked, piercing through a carriage and shattering several wooden crates, before quickly returning at Sharga's command. Munch had already neutralized more than half of the spear's force, making it much easier for Alan and Nathan to block it. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to block Sharga's attack so easily.

"Hmm?"

Sharga was no stranger to the sudden appearance of the Orc Kagiso. Seeing him directly attack Munch, he was naturally very happy, and refocused his attention on the dozen or so carriages. When he saw that only one of the three Shadow Spears had succeeded, a trace of displeasure arose in his already agitated heart. Especially when Sharga discovered that one of the figures blocking his Shadow Spear was a familiar face, the killing intent in his eyes intensified, and his fierce gaze shot directly at Alan.

"Little Green Skin, how dare you not run when you see me? This time, Nordin and those two guys won't be around to protect your life!"

The Shadow Spear flashed and disappeared, reappearing in the quiver behind Sharga. As Sharga's right hand reached out and sent it forth, a Shadow Spear rapidly shot towards Alan. However, Sharga hadn't lost his mind. Accidentally discovering Alan was an unexpected gain, but it couldn't make Sharga abandon his current goal and focus more attention on Alan. The other two spears flew towards the carriages in the other two directions at Sharga's command, which meant that Alan only had to face one spear directly, making Alan feel somewhat fortunate.

Now that other legendary figures had appeared and stirred up the waters, shouldn't he seize this great opportunity to destroy the parts of the Birdwing Ballista in front of him and then slip away? Was he really going to stay and watch the outcome of the duel between Munch and Kagiso?

Alan's actions were entirely instinctive. A Shadow Spear just happened to shoot towards the carriage he was protecting, which was almost the same as shooting at Alan. The pressure and force of the legendary figure made Alan think not of retreating, but of doing everything he could to block the attack. Although he successfully blocked the Shadow Spear, he also attracted Sharga's attention, resulting in an even more fierce javelin throw flying directly at him. Before the Shadow Spear even arrived, the pressure of tearing through the air hit him head-on, making Alan's entire face go numb and fearful.

"Drink! Ah!!!!!"

At this time, the Berserk state hadn't ended, and Alan was at his peak. The impact on his blood vessels from using Triple Wave had not yet subsided. Alan re-infused a huge amount of rage, following the path of the Triple Wave, scraping his blood vessels painfully, but forcibly using his strongest sword technique again.

Just as Alan was about to face the Shadow Spear head-on, a figure suddenly materialized from nothing behind Sharga. A figure only half Sharga's height, wielding two jet-black scimitars, crossed his hands and struck directly at Sharga's neck, who was empty-handed.

A huge crisis appeared. Sharga keenly sensed the killing intent behind him. Unable to retrieve the Shadow Spear, he raised his hands directly up his chest, and at the last moment, he grabbed the blades of the two scimitars with his bare hands, immediately drawing two streaks of blood. In pain, Sharga dared not let go and could only hold onto the blades tightly while arching back and twisting his waist to turn around, opening his mouth wide to reveal his ferocious, sharp teeth and biting behind him.

"Shua!"

Alan's greatsword struck empty air. The Shadow Spear, imbued with Sharga's focused power, suddenly shot back against its inertia. Sharga had retrieved the three flying Shadow Spears while defending against the deadly attack. Alan's charged strike ultimately hit nothing, slamming heavily on the ground and leaving Alan in a very sorry state, temporarily losing his balance.

After the sudden figure failed to strike, he pulled back his dual blades directly, regardless of how much Sharga paid, he couldn't intercept the action of these sharp blades.

Three fingers flew up. After paying the price of his right pinky finger and left thumb and index finger, Sharga's bite at the back also landed on nothing. When he looked for the attacker's figure again, he could only see a fleeting shadow of the opponent moving rapidly into his blind spot.

"Tzz!"

Sharga bent his left leg backwards and kicked out, feeling like he had kicked something, and then a sharp pain came. The muscle on his calf was almost completely slashed off by the attacker's scimitar. Sharga couldn't care about so much anymore. He retracted and lowered his right leg, and a surge of energy was injected into the ground. Only a dull thud was heard, and gravel flew horizontally from the ground centered on Sharga. The ground was uneven, as if a small-scale earthquake had occurred.

After the Shadow Spear returned to his hand, Sharga took advantage of the situation to pick and stab behind him. Although the left hand was somewhat inconvenient due to the loss of the thumb, the right hand's spear pick and stab still succeeded, blocking another stab from the attacker behind him. However, the inconvenience of the left hand created a defensive gap, and the attacker slashed a long cut under his left rib with another blade.

"Hey!"

Just as Sharga was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a somewhat heavy figure descended from the sky, like a small mountain, slamming straight down on Sharga's location. Sharga was unable to move easily to dodge, but still hurriedly raised his hands, the ends of the two spears pointing to the sky, and holding the spears with both hands, he made fine adjustments and fiercely collided with the heavy hammer in the attacker's hand.

"Boom!"

A small mushroom cloud rose, and Sharga and the two attackers were submerged in the flying dust. The already fragmented land around them was now even more damaged. Centered on Sharga's location, tens of meters of land had all collapsed into a man-made valley.

None of Alan and the others dared to move. One strong individual after another appeared before them, leaving them overwhelmed. They had no idea what was happening, and they were afraid that they would accidentally attract the attention of the strong individuals. They all held their breath and stood in place, struggling to resist the sweeping force of the powerful wind.

"Shua!"

A figure flew out of the dust, rushing straight into the sky without looking back, flying madly towards the mountains. Before leaving, he didn't forget to utter harsh words: "Dezaire, Ayman, I know it's you two guys. I'll remember this debt today, and I, Sharga, will definitely repay it one day!"

The other two figures also emerged from the dusty battlefield, finally revealing their true faces. They were one tall and one short, two pointy-eared, green-skinned goblins, Alan's kin. Just seeing that the two could hover in mid-air without any assistance, everyone knew that their strength was definitely above the legendary level.

"Hahaha, Sharga, you old dog, don't run away! If you have the ability, let's keep playing!"

The shorter hobgoblin, whose battle profession likely leaned towards the shadow element, playfully shouted towards Shaga's retreating figure while wielding dark-colored twin blades. The other hobgoblin looked at Shaga's departing figure with some regret, wanting to pursue but also fearing attracting other lurking observers. He hefted his mace onto his shoulder, scanned the surroundings, and glared menacingly at the half-orc Kajiso, who was locked in battle with Munch, his mace at the ready.

“Clang!!”

A strike from the steel axe shattered one of Munch's claw attacks. Kajiso then unleashed a furious slash, and violent energy poured out, transforming into a wind blade that flew towards Munch. Munch retracted and released his right fist, compressing the air between his knuckles before abruptly launching it, colliding with the wind blade like a cannonball. For a moment, the wind howled, and energy equivalent to a level ten gale raged around them.

Taking advantage of the spatial disturbance, Kajiso retracted his double axes and shot straight into the sky, only a moment behind Shaga, transforming into a wild goose heading southwest.

“This exchange between us can be considered a draw. I’ll look for another opportunity to compete with you, Munch!!”

Kajiso was not a fool. The two legendary goblins who had suddenly appeared would definitely not sit idly by and watch his fight with Munch. If he didn't retreat now, when would he?

“Hmph, I welcome your challenge at any time, but you won’t be so lucky in our next contest!!”

Truthfully, even with the addition of two new powerhouses, Munch had no intention of keeping Kajiso. After all, they were still part of the Mansha Wilderness faction. As a balanced faction, Munch and Dezaire were hesitant to inflict fatal blows on these legendary figures, as it could threaten the fragile balance of the wilderness and cause turmoil.

Of course, if there was a suitable opportunity to give the other party a heavy lesson like Shaga, Munch wouldn't mind. Dezaire and Ayman's coordinated attacks not only left several scars on Shaga's body and severed several of his fingers, but Ayman's powerful, descending blow from the sky also severely injured Shaga's internal organs, making it impossible for him to recover fully for at least half a year.

“Clean up the ground, then let's continue出发!!”

The three legendary figures in the sky chatted among themselves, while on the ground, Miller began to shout at Natan and the others at the top of his lungs.

Allen looked enviously at the two members of his race, one tall and one short, in the sky. This was the first time he had seen legendary goblins, and it would be a lie to say he didn't admire them. However, seeing that they only casually glanced at the people on the ground before looking away, Allen knew that they only regarded them as extras.

“Dezaire, you guys were really able to hold back. If you had come out any later, I really wouldn’t have been able to protect the safety of these goods.”

Munch looked at the mess on the ground and the damaged carriages with some distress, gently complaining to the two legendary goblins.

“If we had appeared too early, wouldn't we not have known who really wanted to take these goods?”

It seemed that shadow talent holders liked to play with the daggers in their hands. Dezaire was also twirling his scimitar, not putting it back in its sheath.

“But Shaga, after going back this time, will probably be honest for a while!”

“Yeah, I think so!”

“……”

The legendary figures in the sky chatted among themselves while constantly surveying the surroundings. There were many secretly peeping eyes, but there probably weren't too many fools who dared to cause trouble under the noses of three legendary figures. Allen and the other adventurers, under Miller's command, quickly cleaned up the mess and soon embarked on the road home, returning to Mansha City before dawn, just in time for the end of Mansha City's curfew, when the outer city gates were opened to allow travelers and caravans to pass.

Mansha City Lord's Mansion, Allen and the 12 adventurers gathered in the previous garden, waiting for Miller from the City Lord's Mansion to return from his errand and distribute their rewards. In this battle, everyone had gained something. Even if some people failed to snatch a kill, they would still get a share of the reward for recovering the goods, only that Natan and his core team would get a little more as usual, since their 'merit' was higher!

Allen's gains were the highest. Besides the Klie skull that Munch, the legendary figure, gave him, and the gnoll leader Michelle, whom he killed in cooperation with Richard and Keira, he also killed four ordinary members of the Owl Eagle Troupe, which was more than many others.

Even if Natan and the others embezzled part of the reward for recovering the goods, Allen could still get about 60 gold coins. The seven mercenaries who died, unless they were members of a team, were not qualified to share the final reward, let alone any posthumous compensation.

This was why those who led team missions always liked to exploit those lone wolves to death, and those who dared to be lone rangers often had good skills and were very confident in their strength.

Miller was still slow to arrive, especially when it came to distributing money. He haggled with people bit by bit, saying which heads were not official members of the Owl Eagle Troupe and could not be exchanged for money, which heads were unrecognizable and difficult to identify, etc., causing many adventurers who were anxious to get their money and go out to have a good time to complain, but looking at the strong guards at the garden entrance, they could only swallow their resentment back into their stomachs.

Allen received his reward smoothly. The potential benefits brought by Munch throwing him Klie's head prevented him from being too much harassed by Miller. After receiving the reward together with Keira and dividing his share, Allen suddenly had nearly 760 gold coins.

Klie's head bounty and additional reward brought Allen a return of 650 gold coins. After deducting this amount, Allen's real earnings were only about 110 gold coins. If Munch, the legendary figure, had not suddenly appeared, the Gluttonous Python Team would not have collapsed so quickly and lost their will to fight. If that were the case, Allen and the other mercenaries would probably have died more than just four people, and might even have failed.

You should know that Allen was almost killed by Klie, the Owl Eagle leader. Even if the others could resist Klie's counterattack, the damage would be foreseeable.

A high-level battle professionist only earns about 110 gold coins for a mission. It is conceivable how dangerous and hopeless the mercenary profession is.

At least, in Allen's view, the mercenary and adventurer professions were really not worth his efforts. If he hadn't been really short of money recently, Allen wouldn't want to participate in it again after experiencing this mission.

Thinking of this, Allen carefully put away his reward and shook his head, about to walk out of the City Lord's Mansion when a clear voice came from behind.

“Hey, Allen, you're not being very generous. You've earned so much, you should at least treat us to a meal, right?”

Keira's voice came, along with Richard, whom she had dragged along, and Albion, who happened to be free and came to join in the fun.

In fact, Albion was also full of curiosity about Allen, the hobgoblin. The fact that he could fight on par with a powerful figure like Klie showed that he was qualified to be on an equal footing with him. Although Allen was still in a dangerous situation at the end and almost lost his life, Lord Munch suddenly came to his aid and even threw Klie's head to Allen. What was the relationship between them? What was Allen's background? These were all worth exploring for Albion.

Allen looked back at the three people behind him, greeted Richard and Albion, then turned around and left quickly. He really couldn't understand whether this human female was sick in the head or not. Why did she keep pestering him?! He had so many things to do and didn't have time to waste with a temporary companion he had only spent two or three days with.