Green Monster Epic

Since giving up the idea of continuing to improve his individual strength, Bonecrusher's shrewd mind shifted to the development of the tribe, allowing the Bonecrusher Tribe to make progress in just ten years that far exceeded the previous decades.

It's a pity that while the Bonecrusher Tribe developed rapidly, their powerful neighbor, the Green Field Tribe, advanced even more relentlessly, directly leaving the Bonecrusher Tribe far behind, making it impossible for them to close the distance despite their best efforts, and instead being left further and further behind.

Bonecrusher couldn't understand how the Goblin race, with their weak inheritance system and the stupidity of the Bear Goblins, could develop so many delicious foods.

The Green Field Plains gradually became prosperous, and their Bonecrusher Tribe, as the entrance to the Tagan Desert, was also a potential beneficiary. Over the years, through plunder and extortion, the Bonecrusher Tribe had also gained a lot of benefits and interests, but compared to the Green Field Tribe's income, it was far inferior.

Bonecrusher had privately researched the delicacies made by the Green Skins, but specialization is key, and no matter how much he researched, he couldn't replicate their taste. In the end, he could only give up and honestly do his part as a Green Field native.

"Welcome, Chief Allen!"

Allen arrived at the Bonecrusher Tribe at noon on the third day, as promised, accompanied by Flower Snake and Mauro, two Green Field leaders.

As soon as the three figures appeared in the Bonecrusher Village's field of vision, Bonecrusher had already received the news and personally led people to greet them at the entrance, warmly greeting Allen.

"I didn't expect Elder Bonecrusher to still be so vigorous and resilient!"

Allen's tiger eyes swept over Bonecrusher and the others beside him, Night and Zul, and they felt as if they had been brushed by a sharp blade. While slightly shocked, they didn't show a trace on their faces.

"Alas, I'm not doing well, I'm old!"

Bonecrusher laughed heartily, his vigorous appearance not changing much from when Allen saw him ten years ago. Even his hunched posture didn't change much, as if time had frozen on him ten years ago. However, affected by Allen's imposing glare, the other party seemed to retaliate, and a mental pressure swept over, stunning Flower Snake and Mauro behind Allen, as if they had temporarily lost their souls, but they quickly recovered, only their faces turned a little pale green.

The two sides stopped at the first tentative exchange, not going too far. Then, Allen and the others, under the welcome of Bonecrusher and Night, went to Bonecrusher's two-story building and took their seats.

Allen took a quick glance upon arrival, and the development of this Bonecrusher Village seemed to be not much different from ten years ago. Although the population had increased, there were very few young Kobolds and more middle-aged and older Kobolds, which surprised Allen.

"Our village's food is not as delicious as yours in Green Field, but it's still no problem to fill your stomach."

It could be seen that Bonecrusher had put thought into entertaining Allen and the others this time. The long table was filled with more than a dozen dishes, all made according to the methods that had been circulating from Green Lake Village in recent years. Even the chopsticks on the table had changed from knives and forks in recent years under the subtle influence of Green Lake Village.

"I think you invited me here not just for a meal, right? Let's get straight to the point. There's no need for these pleasantries!"

With his strong strength as his backing, Allen didn't need to look at Bonecrusher's face. The table of dishes in front of him reminded Allen of the scene of eating the brains of his own kind, so how could he bring himself to eat?

"It seems that Chief Allen's impatience hasn't changed even now!"

Bonecrusher didn't mind Allen's unfriendly attitude. Anyway, with the contract in hand, he believed that there was no reason for the other party to refuse this time.

"But that's fine, let's get straight to the point then."

"Since Chief Allen still remembers the contents of the magic contract we signed back then, then I think it's time to ask Chief Allen to do me a favor. I wonder if Chief Allen has any free time now?"

Bonecrusher's eyes were peaceful. If Allen hadn't suffered too much from him, he would have thought that this was an old man without any hostility. But because he knew the other party's character, Allen knew in his heart when the other party sent someone to contact him that this time the other party came to him was not that simple.

"Tell me what you want me to do? I remember saying back then that I wouldn't help you do things that I couldn't accomplish."

Allen was tempted to refuse the other party, thinking of delaying the three things he had promised until Bonecrusher died, which would naturally be the best. But looking at Bonecrusher's current appearance and complexion, wanting him to die would probably take at least a few more years, which made Allen hesitate to refuse.

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten what I said to Chief Allen back then! This time, asking you to do something is actually beneficial to Chief Allen. If we're lucky, maybe we'll both gain a lot."

Bonecrusher's face was still amiable, speaking gently.

"In my early years, I also went out to explore like Chief Allen, and worked as an adventurer for more than ten years. The harvest was not bad, but perhaps the biggest harvest should be that failed relic excavation!"

As if immersed in the memories of his youth, Bonecrusher's eyes became a little erratic, and his tone was full of reverie.

"Back then, I and a few of my partners, relying on a残缺 book, found that遗迹 located deep in the Tagan Desert. In the end, we returned in defeat because of the dangerous traps of the 遗迹, the desert natives, and so on."

"Later, I established the Bonecrusher Tribe on the edge of this Tagan Desert, also thinking of waiting until my strength improved before entering the desert to explore again. However, this delay has been decades, and seeing that my age is getting older and my body is getting worse day by day, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to go out to adventure if I don't take action."

"So, I'm thinking of taking advantage of the fact that I can still walk around to fulfill my wish back then. Isn't that right, Chief Allen? You promised me three things back then, which can just accompany me on this trip. What do you say, Chief Allen?"

Allen listened carefully to the other party's content, feeling a little drumming in his heart. Although it seemed that there was nothing strange in the other party's words, Allen still didn't want to agree to the other party's request. But not agreeing to the other party's request would mean that he violated the contract, which would probably be very inappropriate.

Finally, Allen frowned: "I have to arrange this matter when I get back. Elder, how long do you estimate the exploration will take?"

"Well, according to my experience with my companions back then, it will take at least 2 months."

Hearing Allen's tone, the other party should have been shaken. Bonecrusher was secretly delighted, and at the same time, he did not forget to reassure Allen: "This time, my boy will also go, and he has also recruited a few adventurer companions. Our side's strength is not bad. If Chief Allen feels uneasy, you can call on some Goblin warriors to accompany you."

Bonecrusher patted Night's shoulder. Night, the middle-aged Kobold who had lost his bloody courage, smiled陰陰 at Allen, expressing his goodwill.

"Oh, I'll consider it."

"I'll give Chief Allen a bottom line here. There may be inheritance crystals in this遗迹."

"Oh."

After the communication ended, Allen got up to say goodbye. He had a natural aversion to this place and didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Are we really going to accompany this old dog on an adventure?"

On the way home, Flower Snake's face was a little gloomy, and he asked Allen worriedly.

"If you don't accompany him on a trip, what excuse can you use to refuse?"

Allen was also helpless. The temptation of inheritance crystals was certainly not small. After the village had a stable economic foundation, it had only collected 3 crystals, which had already brought a great increase in the tribe's strength. If there were a few more crystals, or to improve the Berserker and Sword Dancer crystal inheritance, then wouldn't the tribe's strength increase to a higher level!

Everyone's talents and abilities are different. Not everyone is suitable to take the path of Berserkers and Sword Dancers, which is why the vast majority of people in the tribe are stuck on the threshold of level 8 warriors. One more different inheritance crystal means that the members of the tribe have a little more hope of advancing, and anyone would be tempted.

"But I always feel that this old dog Bonecrusher has no good intentions!"

Flower Snake shook his head, unable to think of a way to crack it, but he really didn't want Allen and the tribe to take risks. The tribe is developing well now, and even if they don't go to this so-called遗迹 adventure, they can still see a bright future.

"It's certain that he has no good intentions, but we can't do things that violate the contract because of this unprovable fact."

Allen knew this, but looking at Bonecrusher's complexion and appearance, and the fact that he said that even the Bonecrusher Tribe's heir Night would go together, at least this time the other party still has a high probability of just seeking help. Survival is the instinct of intelligent species. Bonecrusher probably won't make a last gamble until his life comes to an end. And even if this old dog wants to make a last gamble, he wouldn't possibly let his heir Night, this young chief, go out to adventure together. Isn't this taking their tribe's future as a child's play?

Based on these two points, Allen knew that he had no reason to refuse this time, nor could he refuse.

"So, we should honor the promises we make. It just so happens that I've been idle in the village for too long these past years. It's time to go out and experience things again. Maybe after this trip, I'll advance to a level 15 Berserker!!"

Allen cracked his knuckles, and after making the decision, his mood suddenly lightened, and his eyes showed a bit more fighting spirit. To be honest, Allen's individual strength has indeed improved much more slowly these years for the sake of the tribe's development. Flow Snake has already advanced to a level 14 Sword Dancer, but he is still stuck at level 14. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't anxious.

However, as the head of the clan, Allen has to prioritize the overall situation most of the time. He yearned to be like Flow Snake, who, when encountering bottlenecks in strength improvement, could travel and adventure, or seclude himself to hone his skills and summarize his experiences, but that had become a luxury. Allen spent most of his time on the big and small affairs of the village, and the only things he could insist on were his unwavering morning exercises and the circulation of his bloodline's Fury.

At this time, the Bone Shatterer's proposal was an opportunity for Allen to relax and travel, and an opportunity that could not be refused. Therefore, Allen may have had many doubts and worries in his heart at this time, as well as a strong sense of crisis, but subconsciously, he was also a little excited.

"However, just in case, I'd better go alone this time, and leave the affairs of the village to you."

Allen's next decision immediately made Flow Snake and Mauro's faces look a little ugly, and they were about to speak out to dissuade him, but they were defeated by Allen's firm gaze, who spoke first.

"With my strength, even if the other party has bad intentions and sets up a deadly trap, I still have a chance to escape."

"But if I can't escape, then when the Bone Shatterer kills his way back to deal with our tribe, if Flow Snake isn't here to stop that old dog, who else can I rely on to protect our village, who else can I rely on to avenge me!!!"

"You should know how much effort I have put into the village over the years. Even if I'm gone, as long as the village is still here, I won't have any regrets. But if, after my death, even the village is destroyed by the Bone Shattering Tribe, then I won't rest in peace even in death!!!"

"Of course, these are just ifs, but according to my estimation, the probability of it happening is extremely low. I'm not a fool. It will be very difficult for that old cunning Bone Shatterer to scheme against me."

"I'm telling you this now just in case, you don't need to worry too much."

Allen spoke freely, but the content of his words made the two companions behind him's eyes turn red, and they silently gripped their weapons tightly.

Perhaps the biggest change in the Green Field Tribe over the years has been everyone's heartfelt sense of identity and belonging to the tribe. In the past, those Green Skins who would swarm forward when the situation was favorable and run away as soon as they saw something was wrong, now, whenever they mentioned the words 'Green Field Tribe' or 'Green Lake Village', everyone's face would be filled with a strong sense of pride, and everyone was proud to be a member of the Green Field Clan.

Life has improved, and with children connected by blood as bonds, no longer having to worry about wind, sun, and carefree days, who wouldn't want such a life to continue?

The new generation of children, starting from the age of 5-6, began to learn common writing, understand the origin of culture and inheritance, no longer as ignorant as their older generation, and understood how to create their own beautiful lives with their own hands, had a stronger sense of belonging to the tribe, and were more willing to contribute their strength to the existence of the tribe.

All of this was the result of Allen's years of racking his brains, learning from Phillip, and seeking advice from wise men like Oscar and Master Firok, which gave the tribesmen a little bit of change.

Even a guy with a detached personality like Flow Snake was no exception. Allen not only took the initiative to take his adopted daughter, Koul, far away to Thornsburg for treatment when she was critically ill, but also considered Flow Snake's advancement issue when purchasing the first crystal, giving priority to the Sword Dancer crystal inheritance, and finally painfully losing another Strength inheritance that might have been more helpful to the tribe. After all, the Goblins' and Earth Goblins' talent for speed was far less powerful than their talent for strength.

After that, there was silence all the way. Although Allen tried to find some topics to talk about, Flow Snake and Mauro only responded to him with silence. When they returned to the tribe, A'Xiao, who had rushed back from the mine, and Camellia and others who had heard the news, all tried to persuade Allen to reject this request, but they were all rejected by Allen.

With a magic contract in place, how could he refuse such a thing? If he had known this would happen, he probably shouldn't have signed that contract with the Bone Shattering Tribe in the first place, and he wouldn't have ended up in such a dilemma.

It seems that it's best not to sign magic contracts lightly unless it's absolutely necessary, Allen muttered to himself when he was alone.

Allen finally had someone send a message to the Bone Shatterer, agreeing to his invitation, and after the Bone Shatterer urged him several times, he reluctantly set off.

Green Lake Village was well-organized, and the division of responsibilities among the various leaders had been improving over the past decade and was considered complete. Allen didn't need to make too many arrangements, he just called everyone together, pointed at Flow Snake, and told him to temporarily take charge of the overall situation, and that was it.

Just as Allen had considered before, when everyone said that Allen should take some people with him to follow the Bone Shatterer's team to explore, Allen shook his head and firmly disagreed. The village could have its current scale, and even a level 8 warrior had cost Allen a lot of effort: from arranging tasks for them so that they could both train their combat skills through actual combat and other methods, and obtain auxiliary medicinal materials and learn crystal inheritance in exchange, to squeezing the other natives in the wilderness to excavate the Auro Mine, and calling on Manduri and the others to forge armor for the tribe's warriors day and night, and improve their external strength, Allen had put his heart and soul into it.

Allen would feel sorry for the death or injury of any member. Of course, when it was necessary, he would not hesitate to let the tribesmen die. However, Allen could never accept letting his tribesmen take risks to help the Bone Shatterer, his nemesis.

If it weren't for the constraints of the contract, Allen himself would not have been able to help the enemy.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving the village to you, help me take care of my home!"

Allen patted Bush's big head gently while carefully instructing Flow Snake and the others.

"Don't worry, Chieftain, we've got everything covered!!"

A'Xiao is growing more and more towards the direction of an ogre. The once well-defined muscles have now been replaced by wrinkled folds of flesh, and when he speaks, his furry face trembles, which is very comical.

However, A'Xiao's eyes are now fierce and sharp. Over the years, thousands of slaves have died in his mine, if not tens of thousands. Although most of them died from overwork, many were brutally slaughtered and suppressed rebels.

Because of these experiences, A'Xiao always carries a trace of bloodiness, and at the same time, his whole body involuntarily exudes a cold aura, making people shudder.

"I'm most afraid of problems with your mine!!"

Allen glared at A'Xiao. He naturally knew A'Xiao's methods of managing slaves, but so what? He couldn't let the Goblins do these jobs. Apart from occasionally telling A'Xiao to be a little nicer to the slaves, Allen didn't bother to care about how A'Xiao was doing in the mine. As long as he could complete the monthly output assigned to him, everything would be fine.

"Hehehehe!!"

A'Xiao could only give a fake embarrassed smile, but in fact, he completely threw Allen's instructions to the back of his mind.

Now, among the hundreds of slaves in the mine, who doesn't know A'Xiao's, the great demon's, methods? No one dares to make futile resistance and sacrifice, they are all very obedient!!

Amidst the tribe's reluctant farewell, Allen carried his Bone Cleaving Greatsword, which cost thousands of gold coins to forge, and walked slowly towards the Bone Shattering Tribe.

Koul has grown up, and Allen can't keep her Greatsword, you know that girl has been thinking about this Greatsword for who knows how long. As soon as he advanced, Koul ran to Allen, crying and making a fuss to get the Greatsword back, forcing Allen to forge this Bone Cleaving Sword through Master Firok's channels.

The Bone Cleaving Sword weighs 350 pounds, is 160 centimeters long, and 25 centimeters wide. It is made of rune steel, and looks like a gray-white door panel from a distance.

This was the only time Allen used public funds for his own benefit, using the money from the village's accounts to forge a weapon for himself. At other times, he couldn't find a reason to use public resources for private purposes, because his needs were too few, and he couldn't find a place to spend money in this Green Field Plain every day.

The Bone Cleaving Sword, which cost a total of 1,500 gold coins, has two special effects: sturdy and heavy; each special effect was tailored for Allen, and its power in Allen's hands is definitely far greater than in others' hands, which is what you get for your money. Allen, after receiving the actual item, endured the feeling of heartache after using it and getting familiar with it.

"Chieftain Allen is here, would you like me to introduce you?"

The Bone Shatterer was still so enthusiastic, personally greeting Allen at the door, but because of Allen's delay, it was already afternoon when he arrived at Bone Shattering Village, and he couldn't travel today.

So, after welcoming Allen, Bonecrusher simply invited the adventurers Night had asked to join them as well. Everyone ate the generous meal prepared by Bonecrusher while getting to know each other through Bonecrusher's introductions.

"This is Captain Joey from the Human Kingdom. These two dwarf warriors are his adventure team partners."

Bonecrusher pointed to a burly human wearing a bronze mask covering the upper half of his face, adorned with mysterious patterns. He carried a scimitar on his back and exuded a cold aura similar to his armor, introducing him to Allen.

Allen smiled slightly at him to show goodwill, but only received a blank nod in return. The man awkwardly used chopsticks to pick up food from the table and chewed slowly, occasionally glancing at Allen with unfriendly eyes.

"These two dwarf warriors are twin brothers. The one with the braided beard is the older brother, Thorin, and the one with the wild, natural beard is the younger brother, Thorson."

Both dwarves were clad in heavy, gray-brown armor, encasing their already sturdy bodies in iron. Paired with the heavy shields placed beside them, they looked like iron turtles.

Allen continued to nod slightly, but both dwarves turned their heads away, completely ignoring Allen's friendly gesture.

Allen didn't mind. He had spent some time among adventurers and knew that temporary teammates often didn't get too close. Allen assumed they saw him as a potential competitor vying for the relics, which was why they acted this way upon their first meeting.

"These three are partners Night met while traveling. Their skills and combat techniques are all excellent, far superior to the guys in our wilderness. So, for the success of this expedition, I had Night invite them to join us."

"I'm old, and this expedition will probably be the last one of my life."

Bonecrusher sighed in front of Allen, but judging by his robust appearance, Allen cursed him inwardly, wishing he would hurry up and kick the bucket, preferably right now, so he wouldn't have to go on this adventure!!

"Understood!!"

Allen placed his chopsticks in front of him without touching them, and nodded perfunctorily.

Allen was no stranger to the Tagar Desert. It had once seemed like an insurmountable barrier to Allen, blocking their tribe's outward exploration. But after learning to use compasses, celestial constellations, and other methods to determine direction, the Tagar Desert could no longer stop the Green Field Tribe from exploring outward.

Now, Allen didn't even need to lead the team himself. The tribe's warriors could form their own teams and easily cross the desert to the border city of Thornburg in the Elven Kingdom to the south.

"Swish!! Swish! Swish, swish!"

A rain of javelins came, and Allen dodged nimbly, while his temporary teammates used their own methods to defend themselves. Among them, the spellcaster Bonecrusher was the most graceful. He cast a protective arrow barrier around himself, and several javelins shot at him brushed past his shoulder, while Bonecrusher wore a calm expression.

"These annoying guys!!"

Joey, the human warrior with the bronze mask covering half of his face, waved his scimitar, glaring murderously at a group of snake-people natives two hundred yards away.

Since entering the depths of the desert, these intelligent creatures had appeared in groups around Allen and his team, tirelessly harassing and attacking the group of six.

Allen was the strongest in the team. At least, the kobold Night and his three adventurer companions weren't bad, but they hadn't reached the level of high-level combat professions. At most, they were about to break through to the high-level stage. As for Bonecrusher, whom Allen had once feared and still feared, Allen couldn't see much about him, because they weren't in the same system, and he couldn't assess Bonecrusher's abilities as a spellcaster.

Allen was very tired. He had to guard against the dangers that could appear in the desert at any time, and also guard against these so-called companions. Although he seemed to trust Bonecrusher very much, he had never had any illusions about this old guy from the beginning. Apart from believing that he and the kobold Night wouldn't attack him for the time being, the other three outsiders were more likely to become sharp blades stabbing him in the back.

"Wait for me!!"

Allen lifted Bone Cleaver in his right hand, twisted his waist and arms at will, and suddenly kicked his legs on the soft sand, bringing up a cloud of yellow sand that soared into the sky, and rushed towards the entangled snake-people in front.

Unable to attack these untrustworthy guys around him, Allen could only vent his anger on the natives in the distance. The snake-people team clamored, some raising their weapons to meet the enemy, and some turning around and running away, reacting differently to Allen's sudden outburst.

"Die!!"

The pent-up anger in his heart, along with this roar, caused a semi-transparent outline to appear on the front end of the Bone Cleaver's blade, and then, after detaching from the blade's entity, it quickly turned into a long phantom, flying directly towards the snake-people team with a strong wind pressure.

The two snake-people natives who bore the brunt of the attack had their spears, made of some unknown material, along with their slender, snake-like waists, severed in the middle.

The invisible blade of anger, released from the Bone Cleaver's blade, carried the sharp aura of the Bone Cleaver and directly cut the two snake-people in half at the waist.

The formless blade of anger still didn't stop, until it struck the soft beach, instantly causing sand and dust to fly in an area several meters wide, directly enveloping the space within a radius of more than ten meters in yellow dust.

"Rage Cleave" was the name Allen had given to his mid-range killing skill. The Rage Cleave, which looked powerful, actually consumed a lot of energy. With Allen's current rage reserve, he could only use about 5-6 Rage Cleaves before he was exhausted. To increase the number, he would have to wait until Allen advanced to level 15.

The benefits of breaking through level 9 before Legendary were gradually becoming apparent. Allen was not only much stronger in strength than the Flower Snake of the same level 14, but even in speed, which the Flower Snake was proud of, Allen was not completely at a disadvantage, but could roughly keep up with the Flower Snake's pace. As for endurance and toughness, Allen was far ahead of the Flower Snake. It could be said that Allen, with the same low-level strength, could completely face the attacks of two Flower Snakes and still be on top.

Similarly, in terms of rage accumulation, the rage in Allen's level 14 body had gradually begun to compress into a liquid state, with better quality and greater power. The rage and fighting spirit release characteristics that other high-level combat professions generally needed to reach level 15 to use, Allen could already easily use at level 14.

The smoke and dust blocked the view and also blocked Allen's figure. No longer worried about being spied on by others, he waved the Bone Cleaver and cut down any moving figure he saw. His tyrannical strength was now fully displayed. None of the 20-odd snake-people were a match for him, let alone causing him any trouble.

In less than half a magic hour, Allen slowly dragged his knife back, covered in dust and blood. The cyan-green face was even splattered with the dark red blood of the snake-people, and covered with some sand, looking very embarrassed, but the aura on Allen's body was terrifying and deep.

"It's much cleaner now."

Under the yellowish-brown face, Allen showed his somewhat yellow, neat teeth, and put on a cold smile.

Night and the three adventurers were silent for a long time, filled with fear and awe in their eyes when they looked at Allen. This was the effect Allen wanted, otherwise, being stared at the back of his head with hostile eyes, Allen might not be able to help but draw the Bone Cleaver in his hand and cut these annoying guys down.

"Chief Allen is really powerful. It seems that the reputation of the first warrior of my Green Field Plain belongs to you!"

When Allen walked over, a cold light flashed in Bonecrusher's eyes, and he was also very afraid of Allen's revealed strength. But when Allen walked in front of him, Bonecrusher buried all his emotions deep in his heart, with an expression of someone who had entrusted the right person, sincerely admiring Allen's strength.

"They're just a bunch of guys with no strength. If they hadn't kept provoking me, I wouldn't have bothered to deal with these guys."

Allen inserted and pulled the Bone Cleaver into the sand several times, and the rune steel-forged sword body quickly returned to cleanliness. As for the blood on his body, Allen didn't care at all, just letting the bloody smell permeate the surroundings, which made the people around him wrinkle their noses slightly.

The small episode came to an end, and then Allen and the others restarted their journey, heading deeper into the desert under Bonecrusher's leadership.