Chapter 12:Why Are You Kneeling? (1/2)
With the aid of this trap, I easily managed to kill 5 small imps; like shooting fish in a barrel.
However, things took a turn for the worse as the bait finally attracted the attention of a hulking large imp. It was burlier than a small imp its arms and legs were thicker and it was at least a head taller.
The large imp swaggered towards the rock, drawn by the scent of the dead imps. It wasn’t long before he noticed the seven to eight corpses beneath the rock. Without a second thought, he charged at the corpse pile and frantically munched on the corpses like a ravenous monster.
As I laid atop the rock, I stared at the rock in my hand before gazing back at the large imp, a conflicted look on my face. If it had not been for the battle I witnessed before dying, I might have already sprung my trap like a fool.
I clearly remembered in the face of that goblin horde, only the large imps were able to break through their encirclement. Despite the large amount of small imps that charged at the horde, not a single one of them survived. The difference in power between the two was plain for all to see.
This difference not only came from a difference in power, large imps had a much higher endurance and defensive strength. Furthermore, they possessed a ferocious desire for battle that the small imp couldn’t compare to.
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It was precisely why I did not attack him. I wasn’t foolish enough to take him with a mere rock just because I had the main character halo on my head. If I did that, I would’ve been ripped to shreds and eaten…
I’ve gotta admit though, this fellow can really eat. I’ve been waiting atop this rock for 2 hours now and he’s still going at it. He was really planning to finish all the imps!
During these two hours, there were a number of small imps who approached this spot but were immediately scared away by the glare of the large imp. Every one of them ran away with their tails between their legs to look for their mommas.
I guess he’s pretty strong…even though he just looks like a one-star piece of c**p to me. Ahem, I seemed to have no right to say this though, being a zero-star piece of c**p myself.
With a casual pat on his stomach, the large imp finally finished the corpses and instead of leaving, laid down on the beach and dozed off…
Sleeping right after a meal, without even a care for his surroundings…such a carefree guy.
Should I ambush him now? What if he’s just faking it? He might suddenly awaken andattack me the moment I approach him.
Just as I was brooding over this, a group of small imps stumbled upon the large imp. Unlike the other imps I’ve encountered, these three weren’t fighting with each other but were instead sneaking up on the large imp. It wasn’t long before they were right next to him.
The three little scamps muttered sentences that sounded like eagles chirping. Perhaps it was due to my reincarnation into an imp, but I was actually able to understand what they were saying. I got slightly bored as their conversation dragged on. However, I was able to get the gist of it. They were discussing their plan of attack.
A slightly smarter imp had the bright idea of using rocks. He knew that the rocks were harder than his fists so he grabbed a piece of rock. He made a hitting motion with this rock to signal to his companions to arm themselves. Before long, each imp was armed with their own weapon of mass destruction.
The leader imp gestured the usual 3 2 1 countdown with his fingers as they prepared their attack. As the last finger went down, the three of them simultaneously smashed their rocks down onto the large imp’s head.
Unfortunately, the results weren’t as expected. Instead of a mess of blood and gore, the three rocks had only caused three bumps on their large imp’s head…
Having been smacked on the head thrice, no matter how thick this large imp was, he would’ve felt something. His eyes shot open as he gently rubbed the bumps on his head. Suddenly, he noticed the three small imps around him.
“What…are you guys…doing here?”
“We…we’re…”
Lower ranked devils were essentially retards when they were just born. As such, they did not know how to lie. Seeing that their plan failed, they nervously glanced at each other and without a second thought, two of them turned tail and ran. The remaining imp foolishly thought his allies were going to join in a head on fight so he charged at the large imp with his trusty rock in hand.
The large imp stared dumbly at the two scamps running away, completely ignoring the brave little fool in front of him. *smack* His head was hit by the same rock one more time but it was still as pointless as before.
*Roar* “I’ll eat the lot of you!”
Having expended a significant amount of brain power, the large imp finally managed to squeeze out a complete sentence as he roared. With a swift scoop of his hand, he grabbed the small imp and bit down, his monstrous teeth tearing through the small imp’s neck in an instant. However, by this time, the other two imps had already ran off into the distance.
Why is this potato just sitting there munching on this imp instead of chasing the other two…
I was left speechless by the sight before me. The sight of that large imp eating those 7 to 8 corpses was already disgusting enough, I didn’t want to see him munch down on another…Didn’t you just had your fill of imps?
However, his eating speed wasn’t as fast as before. Perhaps he wasn’t hungry. After consuming half of the imp, he stopped. I originally thought he was finally full but this thought was soon proven wrong as I spotted a group of small imps charging towards him.
What…? Are those ten small imps here to raid this dungeon boss?
As I looked at the approaching imps, I spotted two familiar faces. While small imps pretty much looked identical, I was still able to make out the identity of the two imps leading the pack. They were the two potatoes who ran away.
The small imps formed a circle around him as soon as they approached him. As for the large imp, he was still nonchalantly chewing on the imp as he stared at them. To him, they were merely food who offered themselves up to him.
*roar*
He set out a resounding bellow in a show of superiority. This was an intimidation tactic he often employed to scare away small imps. It was usually very effective however he had severely miscalculated. His pea brain simply wasn’t aware of the fact that these 10 imps were all the imps he had scared away previously with said tactic. They met up with the other imps and banded together against him.
They had a radically different approach from all the other imps Mo Ke had encountered so far. Despite, their roughly equivalent strength and independence, they chose to form a large party in order to defeat this large imp.
The fact that these dimwitted newborns were able to do so was a miracle in of itself.
A large imp was naturally an expert at fighting, having fought his way up from a small imp. He had the confidence of an expert. To him, whether it was ten imps or two, it was all the same; he would face them with a disdainful look on his face.
Seeing his intimidation fail, the large imp got slightly impatient and flung the corpse in his mouth at one of the offending imps in a show of dominance.
The unfortunate imp was sent flying by the corpse and crashed onto a rock. The little scamp grunted a few times as he tried to get up but ultimately failed. His head had been severely injured and would require some time before he could recover.
The large imp’s confidence was further boosted by his successful attack and raised his head proudly, roaring in laughter. As he did so, bits and pieces of his previous meal spewed from his mouth and splattered around his body. He truly looked like a devil from hell.