Green Monster Epic

Chapter 124: A Pyrrhic Victory

Alan's greatsword was suddenly grabbed by the opponent, something he hadn't anticipated, and it was too late to let go.

As the force of the pull came, Alan decisively charged forward, meeting the force head-on, his left hand clenched into a fist, crashing into the ogre's chest.

His prepared left hand delivered a heavy uppercut to the ogre's jaw, and several foreign objects seemed to fly out of the ogre's mouth.

The ogre retaliated, wrapping its left arm around Alan, tightly constricting his waist, almost suffocating him.

Alan headbutted upwards, causing the ogre's eyes to see stars; the ogre bent its thigh, and Alan felt a tearing pain in his lower abdomen; then Alan returned the favor, retracting his left hand to pry open the ogre's left fingers, while his mouth bit down, tearing off a piece of flesh from the ogre's chest.

After finally breaking free from each other's grasp, when the two stood up again, both were empty-handed, their faces and bodies covered in bruises, and their faces still showed traces of the pain they had inflicted on each other.

Before the pain could dissipate, they pounced on each other again.

Although Alan was a head shorter than the ogre, he was more agile, and although there was some difference in strength, it was not enough to be suppressed.

As the ogre threw a punch, Alan ducked to avoid it, instead taking advantage of the opening in the ogre's defenses to strike the ogre's chest, but he didn't expect the ogre's calf to bend and rise at some point, just hitting his abdomen, and both sides suffered another blow.

After Alan's strike, he used his left hand to grab the ogre's outstretched leg, and then swept his leg to try to disrupt the ogre's balance; the ogre was not to be outdone, retracting its right hand and smashing its elbow towards the crown of Alan's head, using Alan's body as support, so he didn't fall.

Instead, the elbow strike made Alan's eye socket darken, almost knocking him unconscious, but the intense pain shocked him back to his senses.

Immediately, Alan ignored the ogre's calf with his left hand, reaching deep into the ogre's groin, and with one strike, the ogre's entire face turned pale, and the heart-wrenching scream echoed through the wilderness.

The battle at this point no longer resembled a fight between two warriors, but more like a brawl between village women, but in reality, when a real battle reached their level, where was there any room for grace?

The so-called battle skills and martial arts had no room to be displayed in close combat, and only ruthlessness and perseverance could determine the winner.

"Let go!! Or I'll kill you!!"

The ogre, with a fierce tone, stuck its right hand into Alan's nostril, almost tearing off Alan's entire face.

"See if I die first, or you die first!!"

Alan just gritted his teeth and held on, his left hand gripping the thick handle tightly, almost crushing two oval things, which immediately made the ogre above him change his face and dare not move at all, and the two sides were deadlocked.

"How about we let go together?"

There was no grudge between the ogre Stone and the gnolls.

Perhaps the other party's flesh and blood was a good prey for him, but with the other party's strength, he didn't need to provoke them for a meal of meat.

The reason he came to trouble the gnolls was actually because he was bought by his old neighbor, the Bonecrusher, with delicious honey and a large amount of food as conditions.

Now that they had fought back and forth, and failed to produce a real winner, the two of them instead engaged in a close-quarters fight like a shrew, each able to seriously injure the other with one move, but at the same time deeply afraid of the backlash they would receive, Stone was now somewhat retreating.

Compared to external objects such as honey and food, his own life was much more precious, and without his life, everything else was illusory, which Stone was very clear about.

Hearing the weakness in the other party's tone, Alan's spirit was shaken, it seemed that the opponent was not much better than himself.

"Okay, you get up first!!"

"No, you let go first!!"

"……"

The two began to struggle again because of their distrust of each other, and after a quarrel that almost made them both pass out, they woke up at the same time.

"We let go together, absolutely no regrets, otherwise I will risk my life to destroy you!! One, two, go!!"

The two let go at the same time, but at the same time kicked each other in the abdomen, as if they had a tacit understanding, each suffering a heavy blow to the abdomen and rolling on the ground several times before recovering.

The two slowly got up from the ground, rubbing the vital parts that had been injured by the other party before, Alan only felt that his entire face was not his own, and his whole body was numb.

And the ogre opposite him was curled up, clutching his lower abdomen tightly, wanting to see but also a little embarrassed, and finally turned into a burst of anger, glaring at Alan in the distance.

"You were hired by the Bonecrusher tribe, right!"

From the moment the other party knew his name and said it, Alan roughly guessed who had sent these two ogres to attack their tribe's warriors.

Fortunately, the one who led the team out of the tribe today was Hiss, who had an advantage in talent, so he was able to hold back these two amazingly powerful guys, otherwise, if it were anyone else, today's events would have turned into a tragedy.

"Yes, it was that old guy who asked me to attack you."

Stone didn't have any loyalty either, and very simply betrayed the Bonecrusher who had hired him, completely forgetting that the other party had let him eat and drink in the tribe for several meals before.

Stone was also angry, he suspected that the Bonecrusher himself had no good intentions, and told himself that the strength of the chief of the Greenwild tribe was mediocre, and he could easily defeat him, but in fact he planned to let himself and the green-skinned chief suffer a pyrrhic victory.

Now it was good, it really fulfilled the other party's wish, and his injuries, if not for ten and a half months, would be difficult to recover.

Of course, the green-skinned's injuries opposite him would only be more serious than his own, and Stone was very confident in his fists and feet.

"He said that if I could take your head to their tribe, he would give me 100 pounds of honey, and each head of other green skins would be 50 pounds of grain, and the corpses and spoils would be given to us."

"……"

Alan was silent for a while, never expecting that the other party would attack him for this little thing, he was too cheap.

At the same time, his vigilance rose again, and he mustered a breath and stared at the other party and asked.

"Are you a mercenary? Do you have a task contract with the Bonecrusher?"

"Bullshit, I am the chief of the Lava Tribe, what is a mercenary!!"

Stone spat on the ground, and you could see a blood-red breath in the saliva.

"So you are also a leader, then where are your tribesmen? It won't be just that one, right?"

Alan was relieved to hear this, as long as they were people from the wilderness tribe, they probably wouldn't have the habit of signing contracts with the Bonecrusher, so their battle might still have a chance to turn around.

Of course, more than that, Alan still wanted to delay the other party by talking, his tribesmen must be rushing over, and when they arrived, he would work together with the tribesmen in one fell swoop to completely kill these two ogres here, which would truly reassure Alan.