The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 457 Waiting for the rabbit
  The great goblin Melody's life on the ground was completely gone, but her green eyes were staring at Allen with no intention of closing them.

He originally planned to save the life of the hobgoblin to see if he could be recovered, but when he saw the stubbornness and persistence, hatred and anger in the other person's eyes, Allen knew that it was obviously impossible for the fellow hobgoblin in front of him to save himself. used.

Without hesitation, Allen directly pinched the opponent's spine. After finding what he wanted and a lot of loot from the opponent, he turned his eyes to the east. There was a fish that slipped through the net waiting in that direction. Take care of it yourself.

With one foot on the ground, Allen soared into the sky. Soon there was another shock in the east, and then it slowly disappeared.

The Os Grand Canyon has returned to peace. Except for the wreckage on the ground, no one knows what happened here.

A few days later, Alan, in disguise, quietly returned to Mansha City under the cover of twilight.

One day later, two thieves on a mission ran towards the north one after another.

Another half month later, another person came out of the Adventurer's Guild and headed north.

At this time, Allen was appearing in the craftsman's workshop in the west of the city, looking for suitable craftsmen, and preparing to purchase a batch of suitable equipment and weapons for the clan. The old elf man whom he met because of Kaiya has returned to his hometown to retire. At this time, Allen stood in front of the familiar alleyway and front door. Some bad images appeared in his memory, which made his eyes wander.

It was said to be purchasing, but in fact, Allen's funds were not enough to purchase much equipment. Although Allen is still the core of the Green Field Tribe, he rarely understands the public property of the Tribe and is unwilling to use it.

On the contrary, in order to fill the public property, Allen has stuffed some valuable things into it over the years. This is completely opposite to the practice of other tribal leaders in the wilderness.

But it is also because of Allen's style that the tribe has the vitality and vitality that it has today, and it is able to develop so fast.

Just like now, the equipment Allen spent money to buy was the remaining money he had after selling the trophies captured in the battle half a month ago.

Originally, when Allen left the clan, he had quite a lot of money in his dimensional bag, but due to some reasons, he still spent most of the money. Therefore, this purchase actually did not take Allen much time, and he quickly ordered a batch of good equipment.

"Patriarch, Sir Eric is here and waiting for you in the backyard!"

After returning from shopping, Jimmy was waiting for him in the lobby. When he saw Allen, Jimmy walked up and whispered in his ear.

"Oh? It's finally here!"

Allen's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he walked directly through the lobby and entered the back garden.

"You are not polite at all now!!"

Eric, who was reading a book under the tree in the backyard, looked up at Allen after hearing the noise, frowned slightly and complained.

"Do you really think that I am like you and have nothing to do every day?"

"Sorry, I really need your help this time!"

Faced with Eric's complaints, Allen could only respond with an apologetic smile.

Indeed, it has only been a few months since the last time he asked Eric for help. Now Allen has called for him again without saying anything specific. If it were other legendary strong men, he would have ignored Allen long ago. .

However, in the past few years, Allen has never had any requirements for Eric and his Tandin. Now as Tandin will take root in Green Lake Town and become more integrated into it, as its leader, Eric will inevitably The earth has to pay the price and bear its responsibility.

Moreover, the development of the Tanding Society has begun to threaten the Oak Church's believers in the Green Field Tribe. If they cannot gain Allen's trust and support, then Tanding will face the suppression of the behemoth Oak Church. .

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing Allen's sincere attitude, Eric didn't want to worry too much about it, so he could only restrain his emotions and ask quietly.

"Let's go inside first."

Although the empty backyard was quiet, Allen couldn't guarantee that there were no eyes and ears watching him, so he took Eric into his bedroom, and then opened a mechanism, revealing a deep hole in the ground, and the two of them walked in front and back. In the underground secret room, the hole was closed again.

Allen was helpless. For his next actions, he really needed a helper who was trustworthy and would not betray him. Looking at his own social circle, Eric is the only suitable target.

Of course, for some more critical reasons, Allen must also need Eric as a companion.

"It's like this..."

The secret room was more than ten meters deep underground, and was surrounded by precious materials such as steel and forbidden magic stones as walls to ensure a basic airtight environment. After losing all scruples, Allen slowly revealed his plan.

Eric, who was listening to Allen's plan attentively, his face gradually became solemn. He was frightened by Allen's boldness, and at the same time, there was a complicated light in his eyes, seeming to be worried about Allen's character.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this? Things may develop out of control!!"

Eric's eyes were heavy as he tried to persuade Allen to give up this crazy plan.

"You only have one chance. I have already spread the news before you come. It is estimated that by this time, our target is already heading towards Mansha City!"

Now that he has started to take action, Allen has naturally considered the pros and cons. With his character, how can he be easily shaken again!
  "I just ask you if you are willing to help me this time!!"

Allen's eyes suddenly became silent and cold, staring straight at the human in front of him. Even though Allen tried hard to hide the killing intent in it, Eric, who was sensitive, still noticed it from the other person's pupils.

This closed and strong secret room, even with Eric's strength, would probably take some time to escape. And with this little time delay, due to the gap in individual strength between Allen and Eric, I am afraid that Eric will not be spared.

Although Allen might not really take action against Eric, after feeling the heavy pressure on Allen, Eric really couldn't say no.

"...Oh, okay!!"

With a long sigh, Eric finally weighed it in his mind and agreed dejectedly.

After receiving a positive answer, Allen's spirit suddenly relaxed a bit. With Eric's help, the chance of success of his plan will be doubled.

Moreover, as long as Eric cooperates with him and completes this plan, the other party will really be tied to him, and it will be difficult to escape from the Green Field Tribe.

Allen's move can be said to kill two birds with one stone. Thinking of the beauty of it, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Eric, don't worry, as long as our plan succeeds, your Tanding will have a bigger stage, what a great thing!!"      "In the future, I will also fully support the sermons of your Tanding Society. There is no need to worry about the Oak Church..."

Of course, Allen did not forget to promise the necessary sweetness to go out in order to calm Eric's heart. You can't let others take risks for Allen, only to get nothing in the end. This is not conducive to the long-term cooperative relationship between the two parties.

"Ha ha."

Eric gave Allen a wry smile.

Two days later, Alan and Eric, once again disguised, quietly headed south in the middle of the night. No one knew the purpose of their trip.

The Os Grand Canyon, which had just been devastated once, never thought that the person who caused the huge changes in its landform would come back again.

Allen and Eric dug out the frozen body of the hobgoblin female Melody from the ground, and used her flesh and blood and some ordinary clothes and accessories contaminated with scent to create a structure in the long and narrow canyon. A place for fighting.

After everything was arranged, Allen took Eric to find a high ground and hibernated quietly.

Half a month passed quickly, and nothing happened. Even some of the scenes arranged by Allen and the others were destroyed by the flourishing wild animals in the dense jungle.

"Are you sure they will send someone?"

Eric's eyes seemed to be staring at the book in his hand, but in fact, he was not in the mood to read the contents of the book.

The plan formulated by Allen was too bold and the risk was too high. Since Eric passively joined, although he has put forward many constructive suggestions, he is still full of anxiety at this time.

After all, the target they are designing at this time is a legendary powerhouse of equal existence, and if one compares individual strengths, Eric himself is even inferior.

"Don't worry, they will definitely send someone!!"

The most difficult thing to control in the plan is whether the target will eventually appear here, although Allen is almost certain that the target tribe will definitely send someone to check. However, after seeing the uneasiness of his companion next to him, Allen would definitely not show any hesitation, but would answer with confidence.

"The mutilated corpses we put together before are the seeds of genius among the new generation of their tribe who have found their own path to legend. If something happens to her, do you think they will send someone to check it out?"

"In order to find out the identity of this hobgoblin, I spent more than 15,000 gold coins just for this piece of information!!"

"……you."

Allen's words completely exposed the fact that he was deliberately planning. It can be seen that he had already begun to lay out the plan in front of him who knows how long ago. Otherwise, Eric would not be able to explain which organization with powerful magic can make things happen in a short period of time. Find out the most secret information of a tribe.

However, because of Allen's words, Eric's anxious heart gradually calmed down. Anyway, things have come to this point. No matter what the final result is, Eric has done his best.

Several days passed, and finally there were traces of new humanoid creatures in the canyon. A legendary strongman with broad shoulders and thick backs flying in the air supported another thin, khaki figure, overlooking the entire canyon, and then After some observation, he landed directly at one of the battlefield sites that Allen had arranged before.

The khaki figure is a troll priest wearing divine robes, wearing a holy emblem in the image of an acorn on his left chest. He is a devout believer of Ohai, the god of nature, who has inherited most of the priesthood and power of the father of the oak tree.

The Troll Priest lowered his head and searched for any clues in the battlefield until he found a trace of the black blood that once existed.

The priest picked up a bit of blood-stained soil from the ground with his hands, put it into his mouth and tasted it carefully. At the same time, he slowly closed his eyes and began to communicate with the power of the gods in the kingdom of God with a solemn expression.

At this time, the magic performed by the Troll Priest is called Divine Perception. It is a unique ability possessed by Ohai, the God of Nature. He can sense certain things and what certain people have done within 15 weeks through certain breath substances. What happened and what happened.

Of course, with the ability and talent of the Troll Priest, it is naturally impossible to perceive a clear picture and complete events like the God of Nature, but it is enough to help the legendary strong man who brought him here to perceive the whereabouts of the people he cares about. .

After a long time, the troll priest opened his eyes again, his expression showing a little tiredness, which was a sign of excessive mental strength.

"Sorry, sir, I only sensed Ms. Melody's body scattered in 5 areas of the canyon."

"Do you mean that Melody has been killed?"

The legendary strong man had a sullen face and an icy tone in his tone. A white mist of ice occasionally appeared in the humid air around him, which showed the anger and murderous intent in his heart at this time.

"No, not necessarily...S-Sir!!"

Affected by the murderous intention, the Troll Priest, who was only level 12, gave a trembling reply: "Or, maybe, Ms. Melody was severely injured, and several pieces of flesh and blood were cut off on the way to escape. …”

"Humph!!"

How could the legendary strong man be so optimistic, but from the bottom of his heart, he really expected so, because Melody, a female hobgoblin, had his blood flowing in her veins. She was his most valued descendant and the family's future.

"You come to show the way and see the five areas you sensed!!"

"This, five miles ahead from this direction is the area closest to our current location."

The troll priest raised his hand and pointed toward the southwest.

call!
  Two figures rose into the sky and quickly headed towards the place perceived by the priest.

Under the canopy of a big tree at the top of the canyon cliff, Allen stared at the two elusive figures, his eyes filled with excitement and joy. The cells in his body felt Allen's will and began to accumulate energy.

“It’s really coming!!”

Eric looked at the familiar face of one of the two figures from a distance, muttering in his mouth, and his eyes were somewhat disappointed and anxious.

"Let's go, it's time for us to play."

Allen turned back, with a cruel and cold smile on his lips, and then jumped off the cliff with one thigh.

Eric hesitated and his eyes were filled with struggle, but he finally took a difficult step and followed Allen towards their intended battlefield.

　The black-bellied bugbear is online. To celebrate this moment, why don't you throw up your tickets?

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)