The Imaginary God - Chapter 14
The sounds of trampled leaves and branches sang out in the air. A miniature army was currently rushing past several trees in order to reach a certain destination. While they were not hiding their movements, none of the monsters in the area dared to get in their way.
“Gah! This sucks! What the hell were those scouts doing? How could they possibly lose to a bunch of pathetic creatures such as the Bunnitorias?!”
“It’s no surprise that they lost as they were your men, Stag. They’re just like you after all, weak and pathetic.”
“Shut it, Herc! Don’t make me bite your head right off your body!”
“You can only try, if you do I’ll stab you in return!”
The Kabuto Tribe was generally led by three leaders. The two beetles that were fighting were the second and third in command of the tribe, a stag beetle monster and a hercules beetle monster.
Although they were all a part of the same tribe, both of them were not on the greatest terms. The two were known to bicker and fight with each other constantly. And the only reason that they haven’t killed each other yet was thanks to the tribes highest ranking leader.
Kabo, the Kabuto beetle.
While Stag and Herc would not even think about offending each other, they would never dare even thinking of crossing Kabo. The only reason that their tribe was still around to this very day was thanks to Kabo’s fearsome strength.
The tribe was not very old, only a bit over two hundred years, but within the past thirty years their tribe had gone through a massive expansion and rise of strength. And all of this was because of Kabo.
To them, he was the undisputed leader and champion of the tribe, and despite their differences, both Stag and Herc would die for him if the situation called for it.
Right at that moment, a deep voice called out to them from deep within their group. While it was not speaking loudly, everyone present could hear him. And something about the voice just instilled fear and reverence into the beetle pack.
“Enough with your bickering, we are almost there.”
Kabo was scanning the area around him carefully. When the scout returned and reported his team’s discovery in the village, Kabo was a little surprised but did not think much of it. But then he described how his entire team was wiped out and Arthur recurved little to no damage. Only then did Kabo feel troubled by the situation.
A Bunnitoria that powerful was something he had never heard of before, he even thought that the scout had mistaken a different monster for a Bunnitoria for a few seconds. Yet the description of the monster matched the bunny race perfectly.
So now he was marching toward the village with the elites of his tribe. All of the monsters, in his group of fifty, were the strongest warriors that his tribe had. They made up more than half of the tribe’s power. While they had an army of two hundred normal soldiers back in the tribe, having all of them come would’ve been dangerous for the tribe. Leaving all of the non-combatants in the tribe unguarded would have been a stupid thing to do.
Now some people might see his actions as excessive, but Kabo didn’t think so. There were two reasons for this.
The first reason was intimidation.
While the tribe thought that they were extremely strong within the lower sections of the forests, Kabo knew that there were four other tribes who equaled them in power. If they knew that he was being beaten back by a race like the Bunnitorias then they might take this as a sign of weakness and attack them. He couldn’t allow this to happen.
While he would usually put up a cold front to any of his tribesmen, but in reality and he cared for them deeply. Every single one of them was a precious member of his large family. As such he would do anything to protect them, hence he needed to deal with their current predicament as soon as possible.
Of course, that was only the first reason. The second reason he did this was much simpler. It was fear.
He wasn’t afraid of the strange Bunnitoria itself, what he worried about more was the potential of this danger to grow. While the scout team only met with one, what if there were actually more being trained in the background? If so and the scout was not exaggerating, then they would become a fearsome opponent in the future.
Especially for his tribe as they had offended the Bunnitorias too many times already.
Right now they had the advantage of surprise. If they could use this properly, then they could end the lives of all of their enemies without losing a single on of their elite warriors. But it seemed odd that they haven’t met with any resistance along their trip thus far.
They knew that one of the scout beetles had escaped, yet they haven’t been caught in any traps or ambushes. There was the possibility that the village of monsters had ran away. While it would be an unfortunate waste of time for them, at least they did not have to risk their lives in battle.
But this thought came to soon.
As soon as Kabo thought that the Bunnitorias might have ran away, something was suddenly sprung upon them. One of the soldiers suddenly got caught in a trip wire and released a shout of surprise, when out of nowhere, a large boulder fell from one of the trees and crushed him.
A sickening crush sounded out as the warrior had his guts splatter onto everyone around him. All of the beetles present stared at the scene in shock, all except one. Kabo quickly heightened his senses and released an incredible amount of bloodlust into the open air.
“KEEP YOUR GUARD UP! THE ENEMY HAVE SET UP TRAPS AROUND HERE!”
With the command ringing in their ears, all of the beetle monsters present readied themselves for combat. Ten of them stretched out their wings and began to rise into the air. They were going to see if they could find the enemy from a high vantage point.
Unfortunately, the Bunnitorias predicted that they would do something like this.
A ~thwip~ sound came out of nowhere and suddenly one of the flying monsters found a thick sharpened wooden stake sticking out of his underbelly.
A row of razor sharp stakes swung out from the trees toward the rest of the flying beetles. While they were able to dodge the second set of traps, a third one caused all of the beetles present to understand that flying was not an option for them. Of the ten that originally flew up, two had died while another was injured. Only seven of the original ten remained. Just then, Stag shouted out to the rest of them men
“Spread out! Gather in groups of three. Have the scouts search the area, find other traps and those bunny bastards!”
It only took a few minutes for the rest of the traps around the area to be found and destroyed. The tribe was not well versed in using traps nor did they understand the mechanics of it, so all they could do was use rocks and tree branches from the area to activate the devices before running off. Once everything was cleared off, the group quickened their pace toward the village. Even though they were moving much faster than a few minutes ago, they were all still on high alert.
Nothing escaped their senses, even the tiniest movement of the leaves would alert some of the beetles to the area. The only reason the first few traps they encountered succeeded in harming them was because they were still underestimating the Bunnitorias. Their guard was down since they did not believe that their opponent would even dare to fight back.
But no one’s guard was down now.
The troop systematically advance at a shocking pace and after thirty minutes they were only a few hundred meters away from the village. But at that moment the troops suddenly stopped.
It was Kabo who had commanded his warrior to stop. The beetle elites looked at their leader with a confused look on their faces, but Kabo did not judge 5em for not understanding what was happening. As they were marching forward, it was only by chance that Kabo was able to sense a strand of malicious intent within the air. It was well concealed, and if he was not giving it his all, Kabo might’ve disregarded it like the others as well.
But he did not act or panic at their situation, instead he silently whispered to everyone,
As if his words was what triggered the attack, the ground beneath them exploded and suddenly a group of white fuzz balls appeared from below the ground. It didn’t take long for the two groups to engage in battle.
While the beetles held their guard up against the Bunnitorias, this was mostly just because of the traps. They still had the strong belief instilled upon them that the monster village was filled with nothing more than weak beasts. How could a village of creatures that they planned to use as a source of food be strong enough to go against them?
But this underestimation did not last long. As the first wave of six bunnies struck against them and the number of their casualties began to rise, the beetles understood that they weren’t dealing with the average Bunnitoria warrior. They were fighting some sort of super Bunnitoria!
This time they held no disdain for their enemies. When the next wave came with seven more Bunnitorias, the beetles fought back with all of their strength. Because of the suddenness of their attack, the Bunnitorias had the element of surprise.
Within seconds, three more beetles had been killed and five others were too injured to participate in the fight. The enemy only numbered thirteen and their overall strength didn’t even come close to Kabo’s squad. Even with the element of surprise on their side, it should not have been possible to fight with their group on equal grounds.
The only reason that the enemy had only lost one warrior and they had lost several was due to one reason, or in this case, one monster.
A single Bunnitoria was decimating their men. He was faster, stronger, and more agile than any of the other Bunnitorias fighting them. He was much stronger than even their elite warriors. So much stronger that he had more than enough strength to move over and protect his comrade whenever they were in serious danger. While he couldn’t save them all, this did give the Bunnitorias more room to breathe.
Kabo thought that he was probably the village’s trump card. If they could finish him off, then the rest would be easy to defeat. Suddenly, Kabo sensed something odd. A cold chill washed over his body and a sense of danger gripped at his heart.
He turned over to Stag and Herc, with a nod of his head the other two leaders understood what Kabo wanted them to do.
The two immediately charged out toward the strong Bunnitoria. Meanwhile, Kabo stayed in place and did not move a muscle. Usually, in this type of situation, he would have fought the Bunnitoria himself. The reason he didn’t act this time was due to one reason.
Looking up from his position behind his warriors, Kabo brought his head up until he was face to face with someone.
The sight of a human being in the forest of monsters was a shocking thing to Kabo. He did not understand what a human was doing here, but he was sure that the human was the thing giving him such a dangerous feeling.
As his eyes stayed upon the sight of the human, Kabo slowly started to realize something.
“That-that is no human.”
While the appearance of the beast was like that of a human, the feeling it gave was of a terrifying monster. The longer Kabo would stare at the creature, the more a strange apparition would seem to appear behind it. Kabo knew that this apparition was not real and it was just his instinct giving the monster in front of him a form worthy of the pressure it exuded, yet that still did not stop him from being shocked by the beast he was being shown.
It was a creature he had never seen before, and no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to put the description of the beast into words. All he knew was that this creature was unbelievably powerful.
Yet this did not deter his will to fight at all. In fact, it did the exact opposite. Kabo was more excited by this entity than any other monster he had fought with before. The feeling of a worthy challenge was getting his blood pumping, and he was on the brink of charging over to begin his assault upon the being.
This was one of Kabo’s biggest strengths and weaknesses. He was a battle maniac.
With what could only be described as a big grin on his face, his wings spread wide open and began to flutter. As his feet slowly left the ground, the entity’s pure golden eyes finally turned to face him.
They finally noticed each other.