Dust Forests, a territory far away from the capital of Dust Kingdom, are owned by the Throunos Royal family.
"Sir hero, we found the Tartarous Beast, it's hunting its prey in the thorn wood. Our men are stalling it,"
Tartarous beasts are the same as the Temporal beasts. If Temporal beasts are stronger in physical strength than beast enhancers, then Tartarous beasts are stronger than Temporal beasts.
Of course, in that's if in the same level of cultivation.
All of the sudden, a young man with long black hair in western clothing stood up, he is wearing golden silk and golden armor. He was surrounded by guards and with a look of admiration at them.
He gave a smile to the messenger.
"All right, leave it to me."
Without wasting time, he sprinted fast in the direction that the guy was pointing; he was fast and a second later he was gone.
"As expected, to the kingdom's general hero, with his strength he can probably tame that Tartarous beast,"
An old man with white hair praised as he looked at the youth direction earlier. He is wearing a red coat with fur inside, and golden buttons. He looks like an important figure.
"You are right, incredibly talented and decisive, a true leader. He is fitted as a King, no! He should be the king, not that little runt!" another old man said, who's wearing the same clothing.
The old man wore a smile and says,
"It will not last long, hahaha! That runt king would disappear," replied the first old man.
They are the officials, and ministers of the Dust Kingdom, owned by the young king Baal Throunos. They are here because this is a celebration of a general hero having a chance of becoming a candidate member of the continental Regent, who protects all the kingdoms in the alliance against external threats.
Like other races or organizations of maniacal disorder users!
Having a Regent as the new king will make their Dust kingdom prosper and will be gain a lot of productivity. Thus, upgrading the first-grade kingdom to a second or higher!
That's why they are calling him the new king.
"Haha! Then let's celebrate for a better kingdom!" Said second old man, after he said that, thinking happily,
'This is the perfect timing! A perfect event, that fool runt of a king would never know and hero general would never blame us if the one who killed his run king brother is an external threat.'
BANG!
BOOM!
"Even our future king is celebrating!" The officials laugh merrily. Together they are seeing on their head, the new kingdom, and the new king!
...
The Dust Kingdom.
The Treant and the man's shadow stopped moving. They were frozen in shock because of the loud rumbling roar they heard earlier. The vibration of it was enough to make them stop a true roar of a monster.
'It was so loud, it's a giant's roar! What beast was that?! What's it doing here, in this small kingdom?! Is this the reason those disorder beast tracks have back far away from here?!' the shadow man cried out inside.
He never expected that a small first-grade kingdom would hide something like this.
On his side, the treant was calm; he looked at the man in shadow with desperation and then he,
"Ugghh!!!"
The man in shadow is speechless. 'What is it this time?',
Suddenly, the treant became weakened as he took out something from his chest; it was a glowing green orb,
In his mind, 'I expected this! Elder said that there's an incredible danger here he could sense and if this guy disturbs it, it will crush and find our race hideout, and might bring a catastrophe!
'This is not a normal monster that even a high-level elder cannot determine its origin, and to think that the elder council ignored our request for backup! But it's too late now, I'm just going to do what I had to,'
The man in shadow can sense that the newborn treant protector became weak,
"What are you doing? There is no time for that. Let's fight back! Whatever it was, I'm sure we can win!" He exclaimed.
"No! We can't!" The treant said.
"If only you didn't do that!" Screamed angrily by the man in shadow.
The treant made a sigh,
"Even if there's a hundred of me in a peak condition, we can only stall that thing for about an hour. I can sense his presence, just by the presence alone, I can tell."
'What?! That strong!?' despair flashes through the expression of the shadow man, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's run!"
"No-!" Said by the treant,
"Why?"
"I can sense his breath. On my estimate, he's five times faster than me. The size and strength, I couldn't tell, but I estimated that even there's a hundred of me. It's not enough,"
"Then, what to do?!" The shadow man said in a panic.
"Don't panic, this thing in my hand is called a pollen sore, which records events. Everything that happens to us, experienced and even the feelings, would be recorded to this,
"I want you to send it to the flower catapult I prepared for the dangerous situation or things like this. That catapult would send them to the mother tree branches of our beloved race.
"We can have reinforcements, and they'll know what to do with this beast, so they won't be careless like us next time. Remember, do it fast! I'll sacrifice all my strength just for you to complete it, even if you die!
The shadow man was frozen in shock, but he knew what to do. He prepared himself as vines wrapped around him,
"That thing is near, hurry!" The shadow man said,
"I know, get ready! I'll throw you into the distance!"
Before he could do that,
Swiv!
They felt a chilling tremor out of nowhere; they were frozen to their place. An incredible presence and something that made the man shadow fainted with bubbles on his mouth.
He had a stronger spirit but he couldn't move like he lost all his energy; he is already depleted, but he still feels like all his power to resist was sucked dry.
'I know this,' the treant said in his mind. 'I know this,' he repeated.
"YOO-OOU-UUU..."
A rumbling voice rang through the wooden ear of the treant. When he looked up, he saw a massive shadow. The height he couldn't tell because he was looking down only its body and each limb that was triple the size of a tractor trailer truck.
'I can feel the hatred, the animosity between this beast and my position,' he said absent-mindedly on his mind.
When he looked up, he saw the shadow of the head of the monstrous being; it was the same size as the combined three cement mixer trucks. He saw the face coming closer and the treant finally realized something.
'I was right, no wonder. I am like grass and he's my natural predato-"
BANG!
The treant couldn't finish because he was crushed by the massive fist! After that, the monster lifted the crushed remains of the treant and then opened its mouth widely.