The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 227 Life-saving straw (first update)
  Allen was struggling, and with every step he took, his body reminded him strongly: you have reached your limit, and you need to rest, otherwise you will die of exhaustion.

But he didn't dare to stop. The cold murderous intention behind him, like a bone-attached maggot, never dissipated, and became stronger and stronger, piercing Allen's brain. Without taking another step forward, Allen might be able to live for a moment longer because of this. The survival instinct is so strong that it finally overwhelms the balance of the body's existence, decomposing Allen's physical cells to provide him with nutrients to move forward.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Allen was surprised to find that his body gradually became full and brisk, and his steps were returning to their best condition.

The mind feels the inexplicable changes in the body, as if there is something unknown in the air, passing through the skin and entering the heart and blood, giving itself the motivation to move forward.

However, what Allen didn't know was that his body was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. The muscles that were once clearly defined were now slowly degrading.

If someone watched Allen's changes all the way, they might not believe their eyes: half a day ago, Allen's body was like the kind of bodybuilder on earth that was built through muscle training and protein powder supplements; but now Allen's body His body is just like that of the earth's light and middleweight boxing champions. Although his muscles are still distinct, his figure is more pleasing to the eye and more natural.

Allen would not know where the energy emerging from his body came from, but he knew that if he could not seize the time to escape while this energy lasted, the end that awaited him would not be good.

After passing through another almost unchanged passage, Allen suddenly discovered that after this passage, a messy scene was left on the ground, and there was a faint smell of blood permeating it.

On the wall, there are traces left by weapons slashing. Although the maze stone wall is slowly recovering, in Allen's strong eyes, there is almost no difference from the new traces. On the ground, scarlet blood and broken armor fragments were clearly visible. These foreign items could not be eliminated in the maze.

Seeing this scene, Allen was a little happy. Even though he didn't know whether this team would be hostile to his sudden appearance, compared to the powerful opponents chasing after him, the unknown team was not So scary.

Allen did what he thought of and chased along the traces of footprints on the ground. Since the traces left by the other party in the passage have not completely disappeared, it means that they have not gone far yet. As for whether his move will divert trouble and eventually bring disaster to the team in front, I'm sorry, this is not what Allen is thinking about now. His biggest thought today is to survive. For this small life, Allen will do anything, even if he kills other innocent people.

"Who!! Come out!!!"

After chasing the traces of the team in front for nearly two magic spells, Allen finally heard someone threatening him in the direction from which he came in common language. He even somewhat admired himself for being able to persevere without dying of exhaustion halfway through.

"Sorry, I didn't mean any harm!!!"

Allen lowered his posture, inserted the heavy sword directly into the scabbard behind him, raised his hands high, and walked out slowly.

The first time he came out, he naturally looked at the faces of the team in front of him. What made Allen overjoyed and even grateful was that there was a face that Allen was familiar with in this team of 8-9 people. Immediately, Allen didn't care about any etiquette or impoliteness, waved his right hand vigorously, and shouted to the somewhat familiar face: "Master Oscar, it's me!!"

While Allen was looking at the team, the team that suddenly encountered a stranger was also looking at the slender green skin in front of them. When he heard the other party call out his name, Oscar always felt that the other party was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen this face before. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "This bugbear friend, Do we know each other?"

Allen was surprised. He tried his best to identify the face of Oscar the Elf to make sure that he had not made a mistake. Why did the other party not recognize him?

"It's me, Alan Witt from the Green Field Tribe."

No matter whether the other party was pretending to be stupid or not, Allen was stuck in a trap at this time, so he could only take the initiative to strike up a conversation and introduce himself with the cold face of the other party. “Alan?? How did you become like this??”

Hearing Allen's self-introduction, Oscar looked surprised. The bugbear hadn't seen him for more than a month, but he seemed to have changed. He was completely different from what he was before. Except for that face, he still had some traces of it. Allen's face.

"What? Have I always been like this?"

Allen was actually also surprised. Seeing that Oscar was not pretending to recognize him, he couldn't help but touch his face, feeling that nothing had changed.

However, while stroking himself, Allen hurriedly ran towards the opponent's team, put aside this doubt, and quickly explained to the opponent: "It's really great to meet Master Oscar. There is a person behind me. The legendary jackal warrior is chasing me, you must be on guard!!"

"Oscar, do you know this person??"

Seeing Allen's embarrassment, and the way he swallowed his nerves and told the situation behind him, Nordin, another dwarf strongman who originally thought of simply accepting Allen, asked something unhappily.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce you. This bugbear is Alan Witt, the leader of the Green Field Tribe in the Green Field Plain on the edge of the Tagan Desert. He is also a believer of our Lord Oak Father."

Oscar saw the rejection on Nordin's face, and then looked at the panic and pleading on Allen's face. Finally, he softened his heart and took the initiative to introduce Allen. At the same time, he did not forget to ask about the pursuers behind Allen. .

"Ellen, why is there a legendary strongman chasing you?"

"I don't know either. This jackal attacked me and my companions as soon as he appeared. I was almost killed by him and I finally managed to escape. My companions must have been in trouble."

Only then did Allen have the mood to think about Saru's outcome. His eyes were somewhat sad. Although the other party and he only had a cooperative relationship, they had been together for almost a year, and they still had some feelings for him. Allen still felt a little intolerable.

"You can escape with your life from a legend, which is already pretty good!!"

Oscar patted Allen on the shoulder, comforted him, and then whispered a few words in Nordin's ear. The other person's eyes looked at Allen with a bit of surprise, but the taste of rejecting Allen was also Dissipated a bit.

"Since you are a believer in our Lord, just stay in the team. I want to see the origin of the legend behind you."

Allen had long realized that the leader of the team was not Oscar, but this short and unattractive dwarf warrior. The leader who could make Oscar obey his orders, and with such a loud voice, he must be a legend. After having this idea, Allen's uneasy heart finally calmed down for the time being.

(End of this chapter)