Green Monster Epic

The steel axe cleaved straight towards the hobgoblin in mid-air, and a scene of blood splattering seemed imminent. Suddenly, the hobgoblin in the air accelerated its descent, narrowly dodging the steel axe's strike by a hair's breadth. However, Allen, who was right behind, was left with no cover and faced the swift steel axe head-on as it magnified in his vision.

"Clang!!"

At the critical moment, Allen's greatsword in his right hand finally returned, blocking the steel axe's head-on strike. However, the force behind this sword was not strong, and it only momentarily stalled the steel axe before being knocked away along with the sword, smashing back towards Allen.

Less than a breath's worth of obstruction was enough for Allen to react better. He kicked away the hobgoblin he had saved from under his feet, using it as a sandbag to smash towards the gnoll elite charging at him. With his lower body under counterattack, the gnoll didn't panic. It lightly jumped, dodging the hobgoblin's body flying towards it, and the steel axe in its hand didn't waver at all, continuing its forward motion.

With the troublesome fellow gone from under his feet, Allen slightly rotated his right wrist, and his left hand struck out, precisely hitting the greatsword's blade as it came across. With the two forces clashing, the greatsword slightly bent into an arc, ultimately blocking the gnoll's deadly axe.

"Thud!"

The steel axe retreated, and the greatsword returned to its original shape, emitting a low tremor. Allen didn't wait for the greatsword to settle; he swung his right hand out again with great force, slashing horizontally towards the opponent's retreating steel axe. The gnoll held its steel axe vertically, bending slightly at the waist, just managing to block Allen's greatsword. It showed none of the embarrassment of the kobold opponent from before and didn't give Allen a chance to beat a dog in the water.

As Allen's greatsword retracted, the opponent's counterattack came again. The horizontal chop was blocked by Allen's horizontal sword, and the battle between the two entered a stalemate.

On the other side, the goblin team, which had one member killed at the start, fought against the 7-8 attackers under the leadership of Mauro, their chieftain. The two sides were locked in a fierce battle from the beginning. From time to time, someone fell into a pool of blood, and the victor, who hadn't even caught their breath, was ambushed from the other side and struck squarely with a club. Enraged, they immediately waved their weapons again and fought with the invaders.

While fighting the gnoll, Allen still had the energy to observe his surroundings with divided attention. He saw the battle situation and felt anxious because his clansmen could fight well when they had the upper hand, but they struggled to maintain a stalemate. If they couldn't win quickly, they would feel that the risk to their lives was too high, and without the strength to escape, they would become victims on the battlefield.

"Hmph!!"

A well-planned triple slash was unleashed. The gnoll turned its steel axe into a shield wall, protecting its body firmly. Just as the opponent prepared to turn the shield into an axe and counterattack, Allen unexpectedly exerted force again. The incomplete thrust couldn't even gather momentum, but Allen used his body as leverage, heading straight for the opponent's chest. The gnoll was also agile, raising its steel axe upwards, the axe's tail hooking onto the greatsword, trying to drag it away. Although it deformed the thrust, Allen still pushed forward relentlessly.

"Shua!"

"Shila!"

The gnoll's leather armor was immediately cut with a long gash, and at the same time, a lot of blood seeped out from its left ribs. Of course, Allen didn't feel good either. Seeing that it couldn't stop the attack, the gnoll simply didn't block it, tilting its body to avoid the vital points, and at the same time, it lowered its head and bit Allen's left arm, sharp teeth drawing a burst of green blood, making the gnoll's entire face look ferocious and terrifying.

Although Allen's left arm was injured, his right hand was unharmed, and his combat power didn't decrease much. Without any hesitation, he retrieved his longsword and raised it again, a heavy chop descending from the sky, vowing to force the gnoll to have no time to care about anything else. The gnoll endured the pain and raised its battle axe again to confront him. The clanging of swords and axes echoed again, the two figures moving and shifting, and the raging wind and flying sand gradually submerged their figures, until one figure stumbled back several steps, finally unable to withstand the force.

At this time, the figure who had temporarily gained the upper hand broke out of the dust and continued to pursue the retreating opponent. It was the same fast-paced fighting style as before. Allen's combat power was ultimately stronger, and at the cost of consuming his stamina, he suppressed the gnoll's arrogance.

"Haah!!!!"

A gust of wind rose, and the battle axe in the gnoll's hand turned into a hurricane, rotating from slow to fast with itself as the axis. If Allen wanted to rush inside to kill the opponent, he would have to face the boundless power of the battle axe. After several attempts, the greatsword was easily knocked away by the battle axe. Allen, who had finally gained the upper hand, had no choice but to retreat out of the opponent's attack range, preparing to attack again after the opponent's offensive slowed down. However, this hurricane took the opportunity to pull back, shattering with a bang, and the gnoll's figure was revealed from within, then fled into the bushes as if flying.

"……"

Allen frowned and paused for only a second, then turned around and charged over without looking back. With no opponent to match it, the greatsword knocked away the attackers surrounding their team one by one, relieving Mauro and the others from the siege.

"Run ah!!"

"The captain is gone!!"

From the beginning, when they killed a kobold elite, the attackers' mentality was already somewhat hesitant. Among them, a few who were supposed to be kobold teammates even started looking for a way out while fighting, waiting to escape the battle as soon as the situation was not right. Now, glancing sideways, even the strongest gnoll had failed to defeat the green-skinned leader and had even secretly slipped away. This group of adventurers, who were originally just a rabble, fled to the nearest forest, not even caring about the wounded on the ground.

"Shua!!"

"Hmph……"

Allen stabbed a sword into the heart of an attacker on the ground, then casually rotated it once. The attacker only uttered a muffled syllable before losing his breath, and some filthy stuff gradually flowed out from his crotch.

"Finish off the guys on the ground, pack up the things, and let's go!!"

Allen didn't bother with the matters on the battlefield but instructed Mauro and the others before turning and heading towards Eileen and the others' carriage. He pulled the two little ones out from among the furs and carefully checked that they were not injured before Allen was relieved.

"Chieftain, you are so amazing!!!!"

Coco's eyes sparkled, and she grabbed Allen's right hand admiringly, shouting loudly.

On the other side, the quieter little girl, Eileen, took out a strip of cloth, and her small hands began to bandage Allen's left arm: "Chieftain, you're injured. Does it hurt?"

"Hehe!"

Allen affectionately touched the heads of the two little ones and gently shook his head with a smile.

"Depart!!!!"

The battlefield was cleaned up. After the wounded were simply bandaged, Allen waved his hand to signal Mauro and the others to quickly set off, not even bothering to settle the bodies of the three goblin clansmen who died in battle. However, this didn't matter to Allen and the others. The wilderness natives didn't have so many rules. Returning to the embrace of Mother Earth after death was their destiny, without the need for any rituals or sacrifices.

Moreover, Allen couldn't judge the reason for this attack, nor did he know if there would be any follow-up. For the safety of the team, he could only lead the team towards Thornsburg first, leaving this place of trouble before anything else.