"Sawung Bulu, where are you...!"
The loud and resounding scream made Sawung Bulu flinch in surprise. He rushed up from his sleep. The scream sounded very close and repeated. He knew that voice.
"Uncle Sangkala..." Sawung Bulu hissed. "How could he know I was here?"
Sawung Bulu was a bit hesitant to get out of the cave. His eyes glanced at Melati, who was still lying limp on a stretch of leaves. It seemed that Melati also heard the sound, but because of the impact on her body, she couldn't do anything about it.
"Sawung Bulu...!"
There was another loud call. Sawung Bulu slowly approached the mouth of the cave. His hand brushed aside a little of the lush bushes that covered the mouth of the cave. It was clear that Sangkala and four other people were standing in front of the mouth of the cave with their eyes prowling around
"Uncle.... Uncle Sangkala" Sawung Bulu called while opening the bushes.
Sangkala immediately turned his head and ran when he saw Sawung Bulu emerging from the thicket of the bushes. They stared at each other for a moment, then embraced warmly.
"I didn't think you were still alive, Sawung Bulu," said Sangkala full of emotion.
"Royal WarriorSakti has saved my life, Uncle," said Sawung Bulu, letting go of his embrace.
They looked at each other again, full of emotion. "How did Uncle know I was here?" ask
Sawung Bulu.
"The swordsman who helped you told me," he replied
Trumpet.
"What do you mean, Sacred Eagle Warrior?" Sawung Buhl isn't sure yet.
"Correct."
"Then where is he now?"
"To the top of Mount Balakambang."
"Woe!" Sawung Bulu was shocked. His face immediately showed worry. "Come on, Uncle. We have to help him!"
"Wait a minute, Sawung. I'm also going there, but I have to bring the people who are with you here first."
Sawung Bulu patted his own forehead. He remembered Melati still lying limp in the cave. Sawung Bulu quickly took his uncle into this stone cave
How shocked Sangkala was when she saw Melati lying limp on a pile of dry leaves
The tight black clothes still wrapped around the slender body.
"Melati..." Sangkala hissed half in disbelief. "That's right, Uncle. She is Melati, the daughter of the Head of Karang Village
Sewu," Sawung Bulu confirmed.
"How is that possible? Wasn't it made into an offering three years ago?" Sangkala still can't believe it.
"It's not wrong Uncle. Three years ago Melati was indeed made a sacrifice for King Dewa Angkara."
Sawung Bulu explained everything he got from the Magical Eagle Warrior. Not forgetting also about the power that affects all the sacrifices, so that they don't remember each other's self. The King of Dewa Angkara also makes the girls become formidable warriors.
Sangkala listened attentively. No wonder the Sacred Eagle Warrior forbade killing Iaskar Raja Dewa Angkara who had been violently killing him.
slaughter the villagers. Apparently those people were innocent, whose souls were under the influence of the power of King Dewa Angkara.
"Hm..., who is the real King of the Gods of Evil?"
Sangkala seemed to askto himself
"The people we have respected, Uncle," said Sawung Bulu
"You mean?" asked Sangkala did not understand. "Rawusukan, Wratama, Bagaspati, and Paralaya.
They are the ones who call themselves King Dewa Angkara."
It's like being struck by lightning at this moment. His eyes stared intently at Sawung Bulu. He still couldn't believe his ears. Is Sawung Buki not playing games? They are people who are highly respected, because they are royal people who control all villages around the slopes of Mount Balakambang.
Even more so Rawusangkan, who is actually still serving as governor. Also Bagaspati and Paralaya who are retainers of choice. Wratama, meanwhile, is a former courtier who has turned into a very famous healer. But for Wratama himself, Sangkala doesn't care. The person had died at the hands of the Sacred Eagle Warrior. According to the Warrior, Wratama was one of the people of King Dewa Angkara. Only those who still couldn't believe it were those three people.
"I almost can't believe they existbehind the scenes all along. But after I have proven it with my own eyes, then I can believe it," said Sawung Bulu.
"How do you know all this?" asked Sangkala curiously.
"With that," Sawung Bulu pointed to a pile of black clothes lying in the corner of the cave.
Sangkala approached the shirt, and took it.
The clothes were exactly the same as those worn by Melati, as well as those of the other Raja Dewa Angkara people.
Sangkala looked at his nephew for an explanation.
'This morning while out hunting I came across several bodies dressed entirely in black. That's when my mind kicked in. I took off one of the corpse's clothes that was still intact. With that dress I disguised myself so I could infiltrate the nest of King Dewa Angkara," Sawung Bulu explained.
"Then what did you get from there?" asked Sangkala. "King Dewa Angkara uses spiritual power
to influence the girls who sacrificed for him as well as make them a formidable and mighty army."
Sangkala nodded her head. Inwardly praising his nephew's ingenuity.
"The culprit of all this is Rara Inten." "Rara Inten...?!" Sangkala was surprised. "Isn't Lara?
Intent of Ki Ardareja's third wife?"
"Correct,Uncle. So far, we don't know that Rara Inten studied the science of inner strength. Rara Inten also knows very well all the events that happened twenty years ago. When he found out that Rawusangkan was actually Wratama's older brother, the son of Ki Ardareja's first wife, it was with this inner strength that their souls were influenced. Not to forget, the two trusted courtiers of Rawuskan are also influenced by this inner strength."
"Hm..." Sangkala hummed with his head nodding.
"Actually it was also Rara Inten who killed Ki Ardareja. He waited for the right moment to launch a slander. Wratama and Rawusurkan influenced him by saying that it was Ki Brajananta who killed their father."
"Why did Rara Inten do all that?" asked Sangkala.
"Rara Inten loved Ki Brajananta, but her love never came true. She took revenge and ran away when Ki Ardareja's first baby disappeared. Then she retired to the top of Mount Balakambang while studying all the mystical sciences from books left by her grandfather."
"Yes, I know that. Ki Gandara once told me that Rara Inten's grandfather was a spiritual expert besides being a healer. Hmm... it's not impossible that Wratama and Rawusangkan don't know him. What is certain is that Rara Inten is now an old man," Sangkala's voice was low. .
"Uncle got the wrong idea. Rara Inten still looks young and beautiful," Sawung Bulu interjected.
"Oh...!"
"With the potions she mastered, Rara Inten can make herself stay young and still look beautiful."
Sangkala shook her headhead, half in disbelief. But in the medical world, it is possible. It is not impossible, before Rara Inten's grandfather passed on his knowledge in a book which Rara Inten is now well versed in.
"Amazing," Sangkala muttered. "What is Rara Inten really looking for?"
"Mastering the entire martial jungle.""Damn!"
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Meanwhile at the peak of Mount Balakambang, Rara Inten lay on the bed. Beads of sweat still wetted the body which was only covered by a thin light blue silk cloth. The lamp that illuminates the room penetrates the thin silk cloth, so that the shadows of the beautiful curves of the body are drawn behind it.
Rara Inten's beautiful pair of eyes stared at Rawuskan who stood with his back to her in front
window. He shifted while wrapping the light blue silk cloth around his body, then sat back letting his thighs be exposed. The light of the lamp flame refracted licking the smooth white thighs.
"What are you staring at, Rawusurkan?" asked Rara Inten in a soft, soft voice
Rawusukan turned and smiled.
"You look very gloomy and not very excited tonight What's wrong?" Rara Inten's voice was still soft.
"I do not know," sighed Rawuskan. "It feels likeI don't feel well tonight."
"You can't wait for Dewi Purmita?" raraIntent guess
Rawusakan just smiled. An image of Dewi Purmita suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Be patient. It won't be long before he bows down to you.
You can make it your lovely bunny toy.
Again, Rawusukan only smiled dryly. He really couldn't wait for Dewi Purmita. But there was something else troubling his mind. The appearance of the Sacred Eagle Warrior in Pasir Batang Village is what weighs on his mind.
Not a few girls from Iaskar Raja Dewa Angkara died at the hands of this warrior. And tonight it seemed like there was a premonition that the warrior would block the movement of King Dewa Angkara. It was unusual for his men to carry out their task of burning down just one village for so long.
Rara Inten inched down from the bed. His steps gracefully approached Rawusurkan who was still in place. The woman immediately spread her hands to Rawuskan's neck.
Without intending to offend Rara Inten, Rawuskan let go of the hug around his neck. Of course the woman was even more surprised by Rawuskan's unusual attitude. Earlier he was very disappointed because Rawuskan could not satisfy himself above
bed. Now he refuses though in a subtle way. "You look very different tonight. What are you
think?” asked Rara Inten.
"Hhh..." Rawuskan let out a long sigh "It's not usually for them to carry out their duties this long."
"Ah, maybethey face obstacles," Rara Inten tried to calm the man's turbulent heart.
"That obstacle is now a burden on my mind."
Rara Inten crawled over Rawuskan's face. His inner strength immediately worked its way through the walls of this man's heart through the light in his eyes. Rara Inten took two steps back. Instantly her face stiffened a bit.
Slowly Rara Inten's eyes closed. His head tilted slightly. Then he opened his eyes again, and immediately looked out through the wide open window. The look on his face was getting clearer.
"Demon!" snorted Rara Inten suddenly."What is it?" Rawuskan asked.
"Quickly dress, gather all the children!" Rara Inten's voice was firm.
Rawusukan not argue. He quickly tidied his clothes and walked towards the door. Rara Inten turned her head
Rawuskan had not had time to reach the door, suddenly there was a sound of successive knocking. Sounds like a rush. Rawuskan rushed to open it. Bagaspati was seen standing with sweat pouring down his face.
"Woe..., wretched Kakang," Bagaspati's voice stuttered.
"What happened?" Rawuskan asked.
"I don't need your report. Quickly gather the children, the damn devil is near!" cut Rara Inten.
Bagaspati swallowed his saliva when he saw Rara Inten only wrapped in thin silk on her body. Shadow
the beautiful curves of her body enchanted her.
Rawuskan pushed Bagaspati, and immediately closed the door. Meanwhile, Rara Inten picked up her clothes which had been piled on the floor of the room, paved with fine woven bamboo. It's so easy to wear clothes. A tight all-black outfit charted her slender frame beautifully. With quiet steps, he left the room.
Before Rara Inten could reach the door outside her house, she suddenly heard a commotion followed by screams of fighting. The clanking of weapons clashed several times.
"Humph!" Rara Inten snorted.
With just one kick, his body slid swiftly out of the biggest house cfi among other houses cfi the peak of Mount Balakambang. His feet planted on the ground sweetly. Instantly Rara Inten's jaw dropped when she saw the glint of blue light between the tips of the black spear shafts that caged her
"Demon!" Rara Inten growled when he found out that several of his men had been hit by a gunshot.
In just a few strokes, about twenty people dressed all in black were lying on the ground with blood spurting on them. The Sacred Eagle warrior deliberately did not injure, let alone kill them. His warrior heart does not allow slaughtering those who are being influenced by his soul
Increasingly, their attacks became sharper and more dangerous and came from all directions. Like a flood ready to wash away. The Sacred Eagle warrior seemed a little overwhelmed by it. Space is so narrow. In a desperate situation, the Sacred Eagle Warrior saw a figure standing some distance away, moving his hands.
"Hm..., apparently he's the one who moved these girls,"muttered Rangga or the Sacred Eagle Warrior in his heart.
Waves of inner strength began to be felt.
Increasingly strong, Rangga began to chant the Bayu Braja spell, a spell that can cause a very powerful hurricane.
"No!" suddenly Ranga flinched. Immediately revoked the spell again.
This powerful chant of 'Bayu Braja' can be fatal for those who are innocent. They can crash into trees or rocks! On the other hand, for those who have sufficient internal strength, it will be even worse if they try to fight against the power of this spell. They could possibly die with very severe internal injuries.
"Hiya...!"
Suddenly Rangga screamed loudly. As fast as lightning, his style was changed to 'Eagle Wings Splitting Mega'. While spinning his sword, Rangga jumped high into the air. However, it seemed that the opponents did not let him loJos. As if someone had given the command, the spears were simultaneously thrown at the Sacred Eagle Warrior.
Seeing several spears hurtling towards him as fast as lightning, the Demonic Warrior spun his blade. The jet-black spears were broken by the Sacred Eagle's heirloom sword. Three times the Sacred Eagle Warrior spun in the air, then bent quickly toward a slender figure dressed all in black.
Rangga's legs moved quickly, stretching right above the head of a figure that was none other than Rara Inten. The attack was so quick and sudden that Rara Inten was in a fluster. His body was thrown, then rolled on the ground avoiding the powerful attack of the Sacred Eagle Warrior.
"Bastard! Damn devil!" Rara Inten cursed while bouncing, and stood up firmly again.
Rangga planted his feet on the ground sweetly. He inserted the heirloom sword into the scabbard on his back. His legs were spread wide. A pair of balls
his eyes stared intently at the opponent.
"Your anger is over. Raja Dewa Angkara," Rangga's voice was cold.
"Your great name ends, Swordsman of the Sacred Eagle," Rara Inten's voice was no less cold.
"See, your men are unarmed. I could have killed them as easily as my hand. But they are innocent. You must be held accountable!" Ranga's voice was loud.
"They are not people who are afraid of death, and I have not lost yet!" said Rara Intea
After saying that, suddenly Rara Inten pushed her open arms forward. A ray of red light rushed from his palms. So fast, that it made the Sacred Eagle Warrior gasp. There's no time to evade.
"Hey!"
Rangga was forced to immediately cast the spell 'Bayu Braja', but it was too late. The red light quickly hit his chest. Inevitably, the young swordsman's body toppled backwards about three spears away.
"Hook...!" Rangga spat out thick blood from his mouth
As a result of being hit by Rara Inten's red light, suddenly Rangga's body was attacked by heat. Quickly move both hands up, then down in front of the chest. Her legs are spread wide to the sides with knees bent. The Sacred Eagle Warrior then mobilized the pure air to dispel the heat.
In an instant the pure air disappeared from his body. Rangga clenched his left hand and placed it right in the middle of the open palm. Slowly (sliding his hand to the right, then pushed again to the left. That's the opening of the 'Eagle Beak Poisoning' stance.
Rangga, who was fed up with the cruelty of King Dewa Angkara, did not hesitate to exterminate him. He immediately deployed the fourth mainstay of the stance
series of deadly moves 'Rajawali Sakti'. As soon as the moment was opened, immediately both fists turned bright red
"Humph! What demonic arts did it bring out?" snorted Rara Inten.
The woman was actually surprised to see the Sacred Eagle Warrior unscathed by his deadly spell. Usually, no one is able to stand up again if they are hit by the charm of the 'Palm of the Goddess of Death'.
''It seems that the knowledge that is owned is very dangerous. Hmm...,I have to match it with the magic of 'Kala Seribu'," he mutteredRara lnten.
Immediately Rara Inten cast the deadly spell. After he finished chanting, his fingernails turned bright green. Rara Inten, who felt that she had a tough opponent, immediately took the initiative to attack first. And quickly both hands stomped forward.
"Hiya...!"
"Yeah... l"
Loud screams sounded one after the other. From Rara Inten's fingers gliding green rays that formed a shape resembling a large number of scorpions. Rara Inten is very proud of this ajian. Opponents who are hit in an instant will surely die with their bodies covered in hibang, as if they had been stung by thousands of scorpions.
But, can this spell be able to match the 'Deadly Punch of the Eagle's Beak', which is also accompanied by the deployment of the 'Bayu Braja' spell?
Now the two powerful figures of different schools have attacked each other. They muster all of their respective powers. Two supernatural powers of different schools now meet. While everyone who was watching, could only hold their breath.
Ki Gandara, Ki Brajananta, Sangkala and Sawung Bulu had also come to the top of Mount Balakambang. They came just as the two divine figures were facing each other. Their eyes did not blink watching the fight. The two groups that were against each other focused their full attention on the Sacred Eagle Warrior and Rara Inten.
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