Bang! Rawusukan pounded so hard on the table which was made of thick teak wood that it cracked in the middle. Bagaspati and Paralaya looked up in shock. The news of Wratama's death brought by Bagaspati made Rawuskan's face red. Two of his eyeballs blazed blazing outward as if about to fall off
Two beautiful girls who had been sitting beside him, immediately run away. Rawusukan glared at Bagaspati and Paralaya. The two men only bowed with trembling and harbored fear. They could understand that Rawuskan was so angry when he heard that Wratama had died, because he was his only brother.
"How did it happen to my sisterdead?" Rawuskan asked.
"Rara Inten knows, Kakang," said Bagaspati.
Rawuskan immediately looked at a beautiful woman sitting beside Paralaya. The woman that Rangga saw in the inn room with Wratama was calm. His lips smiled full.
"The Sacred Eagle warrior killed him," said Rara Inten in a soft, smooth voice
"Tell me, what do you know?" Rawu insisted. He was also surprised when Rara Inten mentioned the person who killed his sister.
"I only saw that Big Brother Wratama was dead, while the Sacred Eagle Warrior was standing nearby. That's all I know," said Rara Inten.
Rawusakan standing walkingback and forth. It was obvious that he was agitated because Wratama could die at the hands of the Sacred Eagle Warrior. Not only that. The secret of King Dewa Angkara will be revealed! Not even impossible
will fail the plan he built over these ten years.
Rawusukan stopped walking in front of a wide open window. The night wind hit him immediately. His sharp eyes looked straight at the slopes of Mount Balakambang. Ten years of Rawusangkan made King Dewa Angkara a frightening specter for all residents of the villages around the slopes of Mount Balakambang.
"Tonight you must also go to Pasir Batang Village. Destroy that village! Kill anyone who dares to resist!" firm Rawuskan voice commanding without turning around.
"But, Kakang. Isn't the full moon still two days away? It's impossible for Pashr Batang Village to be destroyed prematurely," Bagaspati warned.
Unbalanced raws,his bright red eyes looked at Bagaspati. His jaw was clenched tightly and his teeth chattered in anger.
"This is my order! The order of the King of the Gods of Angra must not be challenged!" Rawusukan loud voice.
Bagaspati was silent, not daring to argue any further. Defying the orders of Rawusangkan aka Raja Dewa Angkara meant death for Bagj Rawusangkan, taking a life is not as difficult as turning one's hand. So easy, regardless of whose life will be revoked.
"What are you waiting for? Carry out my orders, quickly!" snapped Rawuskan.
Bagaspati looked at Paralaya, then the two people left. Rawuskan looked at Rara Inten who was still sitting where he was. Approached this beautiful woman who is still exciting.
"You too must leave immediately, Rara Inten," said Rawusangkan.
Rara Inten just smiled, then stood up but didn't leave from there. Her lips like pomegranates parted, continuing to smile full of teasing. Rara lnten
around the table, he approached Rawuskan. With his indulgence and charm, he swayed his hand around Rawuskan's neck. His eyeballs were rolling around the visible face that was close to his own. Very close, so that the warm rhythm of his breath hit Rawuskan's facial skin.
Rawuskan let go of Rara Inten's arms around his neck and then took two steps back. His eyes were no longer as sharp as before. Rara Inten's beauty and allure made her heart cool. His anger gradually receded
A loud sigh was heard when Rara Inten began to take off her clothes one by one. Suddenly Rawuskan felt his chest tight. The beautiful body that is now plain without a piece of thread attached makes his chest rumble. Rara Inten waltzed gracefully towards the room where the door was ajar. Her hand pushed the door and kept walking inside. He left the door wide open. With a gentle movement, he laid his innocent body on the bed. His head turned, looking at Rawuskan who was still standing looking at him.
"Come on, Kakang. Let's enjoy tonight together. Let them roll in blood and anger," Rara Inten's soft voice was heard.
Rawuskan stepped into the room. His hands immediately closed the door after his feet crossed the threshold. For a while in the room there was only the sound of breaths accompanied by soft groans and erect hairs.
***
The village of Paste Batang that night looked calm. The pefita lights twinkled in the quiet houses of the residents. However, Ki Gandara, who sat pensively on the steps of the pavilion, could not enjoy that calm
Padepokan Pasir Batang. His mind was still focused on Wratama who died horribly in his backyard.
Meanwhile, Sangkala, who was standing in front of him slightly to the side, couldn't understand Wratama's attitude, who was allied with King Dewa Angkara. Meanwhile, Rangga stood leaning against the pillar of the pavilion, watching the two people who were struggling with their own thoughts.
According to Ki Gandara's story, Wratama's father was killed when he was still the village head. His death made Wratama lose his stick and control of life. Since then he disappeared for several years. The last news was that Wratama had become a royal courtier. But that didn't last long, because Wratama lost in a battle of knowledge with an old hermit from Gunung Kidul. Since then Wratama studied with the old hermit. Everything Ki Gandara tells is exactly the same as Sawung Bulu's story.
The question now is, who killed Wratama's father? Until now no one knows. Until Wratama appeared in this village eleven years ago, information about the killer of his parents was still dark. A year after Wratama returned to Pasir Batang Village, there was an uproar with the emergence of the name Raja Dewa Angkara.
"I did not suspect at all that this incident was the aftermath of the incident twenty years ago," muttered Ki Gandara quietly.
It seems that the incident that occurred twenty years ago was buried in Wratama's mind into revenge. At that time he was about fifteen years old
"Does Wratama think that his father's killer is in this village, KL?" asked Sangkala.
"I don't know," sighed Ki Gandara. "Since Ardareja's death, Brajananta has replaced him until now. The two cousins are always at odds. Their paths of life are completely opposite. Ardareja uses
power and wealth to satisfy his lust."
Rangamore interested to hear it. He approached and sat beside Ki Gandara. His brain went straight to work digesting and assembling every story that had happened in Pasir Batang Village.
"Ardareja always pushes his wayif you want a girl who catches his heart. It's not only the girls from Pasir Batang Village who are victims of his satanic desires. Iain village girls were not separated from his attention. Even though he already has three wives, Ardareja is still looking for beautiful girls. Not to mention his actions that always make people suffer."
"Other than Wratama, who are his children?" asked Ranga."Actually, Wratama has an older brother. However
since birth the child was taken by a wanderer whose sister fell victim to Ardareja's lust."
"Who is the traveler?" Ranga asked again. "That wanderer is known as the Medicine King,"
replied Ki Gandara. "He is a cult figure. But since he kidnapped Ardareja's first baby, his name has not been heard from."
Ranga nodded her head. It is now clear that the events that occurred ten years ago, were based on previous events. An endless chain of events. Events covered in blind revenge without a definite target.
Suddenly Rangga remembered Rawusangkan, Bagaspati, and Paralaya. The entire population of Pasir Batang Village regards them as village elders and elders. But his position is not yet clear to Rangga.
"KiCan Gandara explain about Rawusangkan, Bagaspati, and Paralaya?" asked Rangga.
Ki Gandara did not answer immediately, but only stared at the Sacred Eagle Warrior with a look of incomprehension.
"Frankly, I am suspicious of the three of them," said Rangga, able to understand the meaning of Ki Gandara's view.
"They are respected people in this village, and other villages around the slopes of Mount Balakambang," said Sangkala in a tone as if he was not happy with Rangga's suspicions.
"Are they from this village too?"
Rangga didn't care about Sangkala's dislike of the question earlier.
"No!" again, it was Sangkala who answered
"Weird, really strange," Rangga muttered"How can someone whose origins are unknown become role models and village elders? Isn't this an unnatural thing?"
Ki Gandara and Sangkala gasped as if they had just woken up from a long nightmare. Rangga's words, which sounded like a question, made the two respected people in Pasir Batang Village speechless. Those words really touched the deepest corners of their hearts.
The suspicion was justified. Not a single resident of this village knows the origins of these three people. What's more, they came to coincide with the appearance of Wratama in this village. And a year later there was an uproar in the entire village on the slopes of Mount Balakambang.
When they were silent, gripped by their own thoughts, suddenly there was a sound of cacophony and shouts of encouragement from the east of Pasir Batang Village. All three of them looked up and were surprised to see the glow of the fire which grew bigger instantly. Without saying much more, Rangga immediately jumped like lightning over the high wall of the hermitage. In an instant the Sacred Eagle Warrior had disappeared from sight.
"Gather the children, set up guard!" commanded Ki Gandara.
"Ki..!"
Sangkala's voice was cut off because Ki Gandara had jumped over the walls surrounding the hermitage faster.
The scale of confusion.He rushed to shout out all the students of the Pasir Batang hermitage. Immediately the hermitage students were ordered to stand guard around the hermitage, and some followed her outside the village.
Meanwhile, in the eastern part of Pasir Batang Village, flames were seen that were getting bigger and bigger. The noise and screams of death grew louder and louder. The night that was originally calm, instantly turned into a heartbreaking frenzy
***
A crowd of people dressed all in black went on a rampage slaughtering anyone they saw. They don't look at men, women, old, young, even children they kill. No pity at all. In just an instant, many corpses were strewn across the road in Pasir Batang Village. Several houses were burnt, and some of them had even collapsed to the ground.
"Demons! Savages!" snorted Rangga who had just arrived at the scene of the riot.
Immediately the blood of the Sacred Eagle Warrior was boiling.
Drag!
The heirloom sword that was drawn was pulled out by the Magical Eagle Warrior. The blue light was refracted as if it wanted to beat the raging fire that was devouring the people's houses.
Not caring anymore if the people who committed this savagery were out of his own awareness, Rangga jumped while waving the Sacred Eagle heirloom sword. A blue light flashed swiftly accompanied by a high scream. Two people dressed all in black immediately fell down from the strike.
"Besiege! Kill him!" suddenly there was a loud shout giving orders.
Just as the voice of the order disappeared, six men clad in all black immediately surrounded the Sacred Eagle Warrior. This made Rangga even more furious. While deploying the 'Mega Splitting Eagle Wings' technique, he moved swiftly to wave his heirloom sword.
"Get out of the way, you guys are unconscious! Get out of the way!" shouted Rangga loudly.
The sword continued to rotate around fending off the black spears that came from all directions. The spear was immediately broken in two by the slash of the Sacred Eagle Warrior's sword. As fast as lightning, his legs moved while the fingers of his left hand struck the main blood vessels of his opponents. In one fell swoop, the four people who surrounded him fell down with bloodshot wounds on their bodies.
Ranga on purposenot kill. He only makes his opponent limp powerless. The movements of the Sacred Eagle Warrior's feet were so fast and agile, that it seemed as if they were floating above the ground. While his sword was flashing, his left hand aimed for the opponent's blood trail.
"Don't kill them!" shouted Rangga when he saw several students from Padepokan Pasir Batang arriving to kill people who were helpless from being hit.
Hearing that scream, the students of Padepokan Pasir Batang immediately stopped. They just made a circle led by Sangkala, protecting the residents who were running for safety.
"Rangga, why don't you kill them?" asked Ki Gandara when he jumped near Rangga.
"They are innocent, Ki. I'll explain later!" replied Ranga.
Ki Gandara could not ask any more questions because a spear rushed towards him. Quickly tilted his body to avoid the threat of the spearhead. With one sweet feint, his left hand stretched out
stab the shoulder of the person who attacked him. Instantly limp and fell that person. Ki Gandara followed the advice of the Sacred Eagle Warrior to paralyze their opponents.
In a short while, half of the number of opponents had collapsed helplessly. The remaining roughly twenty people immediately focused their attention on these two tough guys. It was as if they were no longer bothered by the residents who had been safely protected behind the Padepokan Pasir Batang students.
Under these chaotic circumstances, the Sacred Eagle Warrior could still pay attention to two people who seemed to stand out more than the others. Even though their clothes are the same, they can be distinguished from their movements. But the Sacred Eagle Warrior couldn't focus any longer because he was distracted by the others. Their attacks were getting more and more intense, but one or two people could still be paralyzed.
"Retreat...!" suddenly came a loud shout. Hearing that command, the people immediately
all-black clothes jump. Their movements were swift and light, in a moment they had disappeared into the darkness of the night. Rangga put his sword back into the scabbard on his back. The flames that devoured people's houses still made things bright
Suddenly Ki Brajananta came rushing over. His breath was still ragged even though he was already standing in front of the Wahi Sakti King Warrior.
"Dewi Purmita...my daughter..." Halted Ki Brajananta said.
"Calm down, Kim. What happened to your daughter?" asked Rangga.
"My daughter... my daughter was kidnapped!" replied Ki Brajananta still panting.
"Demon!" The horns growl. His teeth chattered in anger
"Ki Gandara, please take care of them. No one will
let go of the totokan," said Rangga.
"Where are you going?" asked Ki Gandara.
"I have to get there soon! They are too dangerous to let live!" said Ranga.
"Sangkala, you come with me," ordered Ki Gandara. "No need, Kim. It's best to pick up Skala
Sawung Bulu in the new cave near the river. There's one more of them! You all must recognize him."
Ki Gandara was about to say, suddenly the Sacred Eagle Warrior had disappeared. Ki Gandara muttered praising the perfection of the science of lightening the young warrior's body.
"How are you, Kim?" asked Sangkala.
"You'd better meet Sawung Bulu immediately. Bring four people to accompany you. If you have met, you and Sawung Bulu will follow the warrior. Let four of our students take the person said by the warrior," said Ki Gandara.
"Okay Ki!" said Sangkala.
Together with the four people pointed by Sangkala, they immediately moved in the direction pointed by Rangga. Meanwhile Ki Gandara ordered his students to take their captives who were now helpless. Meanwhile, Ki Brajananta ordered the surviving residents to take care of the scattered corpses.
"Brajananta's sister, we cannot remain silent here," said Ki Gandara.
"You mean bro?" asked Ki Brajananta."We mustto Mount Balakambang."
"For what? Didn't the swordsman want to finish it himself?"
"Don't you want to know who the real King Dewa Angkara is? Aren't you worried about your daughter's safety?" Ki Gandara was furious too.
Ki Brajananta flinched, then quicklystepped. Ki Gandara smiled with a few shakes of his head time. He grumbled in his heart to see Ki Brajananta's behavior which had not changed since he was young. Always have to be whipped before acting. It is not surprising that as the head of the village he cannot act decisively, and is easily influenced by others.
This weakness made it easy for Raja Dewa Angkara to take control of Pasir Batang Village.
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