Green Skin-Novel

Chapter 151

Chapter 133. The Flag

I would smash while Goff blocked. It seemed to be a simple task, but it really wasn’t. Ridiculously, Goff was mostly either dodging or blocking the bastard’s attacks. To be precise, he was defending against what I deemed to have been impossible attacks to defend against. Even though the stamina of the beast of the east has been drained due to the accumulated damages, and that Goff was getting the support from of the sorcerers’ spells, it was truly awesome to see Goff defending against the beast’s front paw stomping attacks.

In the mean time, the highlight of the situation was the fact that he was continually causing damages on the bastard, by wielding his ax, all along. As a result, my mobility has become easier. I wasn’t sure whether it was because of Black Spear or not, but although the one head was paying attention to the main unit, I was able to trust that the main unit would be protected as Gara and Orbo were defending them.

Once again, I swung my sword and Goff wielded his ax. That was, after creating a separation between the beast and the main unit, we were continuing to cause damages on the beast’s front paw.

“Krehhhhhh!”

The screams continued to reverberate throughout, and when we were certain that the beast of the east was focusing on us, the main unit began to attack again.

With changing of the weapons and dodging the bastard’s unrelenting attacks, the fire power was depleting, but somehow, we’ve managed to stand our ground. Burdened with my presence, Goff, too, was closely reaching his limitation.

As if they recognized this situation, the main unit appeared to rush in attacking the beast. In the midst of the countless number of arrows and spells that were piercing into the bastard, the only place that the bastard was looking at was in our direction.

Perhaps, the beast thought that the attack, which resulted in severing one of its heads, was very threatening that it wasn’t making any attempts at launching direct attacks, other than just spraying its breath.

“Krehhhhhh!”

When the other head was looking over in this direction, a gray spear that Black Spear has thrown flew in to it.

The gray light was immediately absorbed in to the bastard’s eye. Overcoming with pain, the bastard screamed. While the beast was wondering whether to charge towards Black Spear or towards us, another spear landed and pierced into him.

The gray light that had entered into one eye was coming out of the other eye. There probably weren’t that many spears remaining as I wasn’t there.

Reaching its limitations, the beast of the east was moving its heavy body towards where Goff and I were. The bastard was already exhausted, but it wasn’t just the bastard that was exhausted. It was when Goff, once again, raised the shield and I was about to launch myself again.

“Pull!!”

“Pull!!!”

Again, the Ogres began to pull the beast of the east. I thought that, perhaps, they were pulling the beast’s tail. The left head of the beast took a deep breath with the intention of spraying its breath as it looked over in this direction, but his desire was demolished with another gray spear that flew in again.

Perhaps, the spear might have messed up its brain. A scream ensued immediately.

“Black Spear! He has taken a hold of the left side!”

“The Black Spear Clan is holding on to the left side!!”

What remained was the one beast in the middle.

“Come on!”

“Come on!”

Making similar screaming sound as before, the beast began to fall on its head. Looking at that, I could really see that the hunt has already ended. Thinking that it would be the last time, I rushed towards it while switching my swords as I saw the bastard, in the center, with its mouth wide open in an attempt to spray breath, all the while lying down.

It was when I decided to move away and get out of the beast’s range as I determined that that was the best maneuver.

What came before my eyes was the large face of the beast of the east.

The large backside of Goff.

The bulging arms and the ax that was being wielded.

With a cracking sound of the skull, the ax pierced into the head of the beast of the east, and the bastard has become totally silent.

Goff shouted as he stood on top of the beast’s head.

“Wowoowww!”

We won.

I plopped to the ground, perhaps, as I could finally let my guard down. I looked down on my sweating hands. The sweat covered my forehead as well. The battle has ended much sooner than anticipated, yet I was completely drained.

We did it.

An indescribable sense of satisfaction swept through my body. My hands and legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Euphoria.

Certainly, a feeling of euphoria was sweeping through my body. It was a feeling of euphoria that was somewhat different than being victorious from a battle. It was the feeling of coming to an understanding as to why the humans would hunt, risking their lives. I wasn’t the only one feeling such a sensation. Along with the Goff Clan and Goff who were shouting, Black Spear and the Black Spear Clan I, too, was spewing out what was burning in my chest as I came to my senses.

“Wowwwwwwwow!”

It was the same for the Blood Dagger Clan as well. As if they have been waiting for me, they, too, cheered loudly.

“Let there be honor!”

“Let there be glory!”

“Let there be victory!”

That’s how that short hunt has ended. Due to the fact that the bastard had three heads, it was rather easy to distribute the trophies. Although the bastard has not been butchered right there, Goff, Black Spear and I have decided to each take exactly one third of the beast.