A glimmer of green light streaked towards the Sacred Eagle Warrior. At the same time, the young warrior stamped his hand. A beam of red light bent to block the magic attack 'Kala Seribu' that was released by Rara Inten. The red light contained an extraordinary heat accompanied by strong gusts of wind howling like a sudden typhoon
Two different rays clashed in the air. The forces pushed each other and overpowered each other. The hot air spread piercing the skin, making the people around the place muster up their strength to avoid the scorching heat Coupled with strong gusts of wind like a typhoon.
"You two, look for Dewi Purmita," said Ki Gandara to Sawung Bulu and Sangkala.
Ki Gandara saw a good opportunity to free Dewi Purmita. Without saying a single word, the two formidable students at the Pasir Batang Padepokan immediately moved swiftly. The movement accompanied by the deployment of the knowledge of lightening the body was completely unknown to King Dewa Angkara's people. They were too fixated on the battle of high-level knowledge.
Meanwhile, the Sacred Eagle Warrior began to move his feet little by little forward. Rara Inten also stepped forward while continuing to cast the 'Kala Seribu' spell. Their faces were visibly red. Until the time came, simultaneously the two figures shouted loudly while leaping quickly forward.
A loud deafening boom occurred as two pairs of palms clashed in the air. Rara Inten was pushed hard backwards, until her back
it hit a new reef. Meanwhile the Sacred Eagle Warrior fell headlong against a tree until it fell
"Uh, hoek...'"
Almost at the same time, the two sacred figures spewed thick black blood. Almost simultaneously they immediately rose again. Rangga wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his lips. His sharp red eyes stared straight at Rara Inten. Rara Inten did not want to lose. He stared at the Sacred Eagle Warrior with eyes burning with hatred.
"Take out your weapon, bastard!" snorted Rara Inten, furious.
After saying that, Rara Inten drew her weapon in the form of a short black stick from her batik shirt. The wand had a fiery red tip. Pamomya was really terrible, emitting a bright red light.
Drag!
Rangga did not hesitate to retract.
His heirloom sword. Instantly the darkness of the night that covered the peak of Mount Balakambang became brightly lit by the sparkling blue light that emanated from the Sword of the Sacred Eagle Warrior. Rangga crossed his sword in front of his chest. His eyes remained sharp staring straight ahead.
With one scream, Rara Inten lunged while waving her short stick. Rangga only tilted his body slightly to the left. His sword flashed quickly dispelling the tip of the short stick that threatened the ribs.
Trang! The two weapons collided violently causing a tremendous flame. Rangga, who thought the opponent's weapon would break, gasped in surprise. With an unexpectedly fast movement, Rara Inten spun his short staff.
Rangga pulled his body back, then the tip of the stick flashed in front of his neck
at the same time, the Sword of the Sacred Eagle Warriorswinging slashing towards the opponent's stomach. Rara Inten, who was concentrating on her attack, was surprised because she didn't expect the Sacred Eagle Warrior to dodge while launching a counterattack.
Quickly, his body avoided the slash of the sword in his stomach. Twice spun in the air, then returned to decay with the spearhead drawn. Seeing how fast the attack was coming, Rangga jumped while slashing the sword down
Trang!
Again the two weapons collided violently. Rangga spun past Rara Inten's head, and stepped sweetly on the ground. Just as she was about to turn around, suddenly Rara Inten was already spinning while flashing her short staff.
Cras!
"Ah!" Rangga exclaimed stifled.
The tip of the bright red staff immediately scratched the base of the Sacred Eagle Warrior's left arm. Fresh blood flowed profusely from the long and deep scratches. Ranga jumped back two steps.
For a moment, he saw a wound on the base of his arm. His molars chattered with rage. Immediately he tapped several streaks of blood around his wound. Immediately the blood stopped flowing. Again, her eyes stared intently at Rara Inten, who stood proudly and full of ridicule.
Rara Inten raised her left hand, then she unmasked the thin black cloth that covered her entire head. Now you can see a beautiful face smiling mockingly.
Her long black hair was left loose "Rara Inten..." Ki Brajananta hissed in surprise
recognize the face of a woman who has been a scourge. "Hmmm..." He mumbled incoherently. At all
unexpectedly that the opponent he faced was a beautiful woman.
"Rara Inten, I didn't think you were the culprit
this riot!" snorted Ki Brajananta.
Rara Inten only snorted glancing at this old man who still looked dashing. The man she once loved is half dead. Now the man is old, no longer of use to him. Suddenly Rara Inten waved her hand towards Ki Brajananta.
A streak of green light glided swiftly. The green light that was in the shape of a venomous sage rushed towards Ki Brajananta.
"Watch out...!" shouted Ranga.Late!
"Aaaaah...!" Ki Brajananta let out a long scream
The green light stabbed deeply into Ki Brajananta's chest. He fell backwards a spear length. It looks like a hole in the chest, see through to the back. Ki Brajananta only squirmed for a while, then didn't move anymore.
"Devil, ruthless!" hiss Rangga growled in anger.
Rara Inten just giggled "I'll kill you, devil!" growled Ki Gandara.
Just as Ki Gandara was about to jump, suddenly three figures dressed all in black confronted them. They immediately uncovered the black cover of the thin silk cloth that was attached to the face. Ki Gandara gasped in surprise when he recognized the faces of the three people who were now standing in front of him
"You..., it turns out you are rotten humans!" growled Ki Gandara
"No more rotten than you, Ki Gandara.Instigator! Seeking face by using Ki Brajananta to kill my father!" Rawusurkan said coldly.
"Who are you?!"asked Ki Gandara accompanied by anger.
"I am the first son of Ardareja!"
"You...?!" Ki Gandara didn't seem to believe his ears
Not to mention the loss of shock and disbelief-
nya, suddenly Ki Gandara screamed stifled. He was shocked half to death because suddenly Rawusurkan had jumped to attack.
The old man hastily shifted his body to the side. His right hand waved to break Rawuskan's attack. Rawusukan quickly withdrew his hand to avoid colliding with Ki Gandara's hand.
"Wait!"
Suddenly there was a loud banging sound accompanied by internal exertion.
Immediately Rawusukan jumped backwards. His eyes bulged when he saw Sangkala and Sawung Bulu carrying Dewi Purmita. Rawusukan looked at Paralaya who was assigned to hide Dewi Purmita. Paralaya had not yet opened his mouth, Sangkala had said it first.
"Rawusangkan, your soul has been affected by Rara Inten. She is your father's third wife, who also killed your father! Look at this, the weapon she used to kill Ki Ardareja!"
Sangkala throws an arm-long stick that is dark black with a red tip. The weapon was exactly the same as the one held by Rara Inten. Rawuskan looked at the weapons lying on the ground. Then he stared at Sangkala.
"Your father was killed because he was not willing to divorce your mother, who at that time you were in his womb. Rara Inten did not want a baby to be born apart from him. He also tried to kill your mother, but Ki Brajananta managed to save him. From there revenge arose. He used you by making you are the King of the Gods of Angkara, as an outlet for his desire to destroy the village of your own birth!"
"Liar! That's a lie!" screamed Rara Inten frantically.
"Rara Inten, all your dirty tricks have been uncovered. There's no use for you to dodge anymore," Sawung snorted.
Hair.
Rawusangkan looked at Rara Inten, then his eyes looked at the people around him. From the light in his eyes, you could see the doubt that had spread across his face. "Father..." Dewi Purmita hissed when her eyes landed on her father's lifeless body. All attention was instantly poured on the girl. But all of this only lasted for an instant, because suddenly Rara Inten shot Dewi Purmita with a weapon
unsheathed.
"Purmita, watch out!" shouted Sawung Bulu.
Instantly Sawung Bulu jumped to try to save his girlfriend. He no longer cared about the tip of the stick moving quickly stabbed.
"Aaahh...!" Sawung Bulu screamed in pain when he felt his ribs being torn and bleeding.
It happened so quickly that it stunned the people in the background. Sawung Bulu's body fell limp.
"Devil," Rangga hissed furiously.
With a thunderous shout, the Sacred Eagle Warrior jumped quickly while swinging his sword at Rara Inten. As fast as lightning, Rara Inten spun around to fend off a sudden attack from Rangga.
Trang!
Again, the two sacred weapons clashed violently. But this time Rara Inten flinched. His body was pushed three steps back. His hands felt tingling as his weapon collided with the Demonic Eagle Warrior's sword.
In a state of overflowing anger, Rangga mustered all his inner strength while issuing the last of the five mainstay moves of the series 'Raresponsible Sakti'. The 'Thousand Eagle' style which he rarely uses unless it is absolutely necessary.
The Sacred Eagle Swordsman's heirloom sword flashed quickly and was filled with foot and body movements that were no less swift. In an instant the Swordsman's body
Sacred Eagle is like being broken into a thousand numbers. Everyone who witnessed it was amazed to see that the young swordsman had locked Rara Inten in so tightly.
"Satan! What knowledge did he bring out?" snorted Rara Inten. He was at a loss fending off every attack that came very fast from all directions.
The body movements of the Sacred Eagle Warrior were becoming more and more erratic. This confused Rara Inten. This woman could no longer read every movement and direction of the move's aim. He gets nervous. Every time he was about to block the Sacred Eagle Warrior's sword, in an instant the sword had turned.
"Ah!" suddenly Rara Inten screamed out loud
How shocked Rara Inten was when the Sacred Eagle Warrior's sword quickly poked her in the ribs. Rara Inten quickly shook her stick to block it. But this time too deceived. It turned out that the sword thrust actually slashed downwards. And with great speed, the sword turned sideways.
"Aaahh...!" Rara Inten screamed loudly.
Unable to be prevented, the blade of the Demonic Swordsman tore through his chest. Blood spurted from a chest that was split long and deep. Rara Inten's body staggered. But before realizing what happened, suddenly the sword flashed again.
Cras!
Rara Inten could no longer speak. For a moment his body stood upright, then collapsed with his head separated from the body. The heirloom sword of the Warrior Sacred Eagle chops down like just chopping down a banana stem. Rangga put his sword back in.
For a moment the young swordsman stood straight looking at Rara Inten's headless body. Rangga sighed and then turned to Dewi Purmita who was crying hugging Sawung Bulu's body. The Sacred Eagle warrior immediately approached them, then squatted down next to SawungHair.
"Hm, just an ordinary wound," muttered Rangga after examining the wound on Sawung Bulu's ribs
Rangga gasped when he heard an angry scream coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw Sangkala lunging at Rawuskan and two other people with twin tridents in their hands.
"Nonsense, don't...!" shouted Ranga.
Late! Sangkala's attack which was filled with anger overflowing in the chest could not be stopped anymore. The twin tridents snatched quickly and stabbed Rawuskan in the chest. Another was thrown towards Paralaya.
"Aaahh...!" Rawusukan who didn't realize that he was about to receive a surprise attack, couldn't dodge anymore
The three points of the trident, Sangkala's pride weapon, stuck firmly in Rawuskan's chest. Meanwhile, the other trident pierced Paralaya's head, who was also shocked and unable to avoid it.
Seeing that two of his friends had fallen, Bagaspati immediately took a thousand steps. There is nothing else that can be used as a protection for its strength. Everything has now collapsed without a soul. But just as Bagaspati had run five spears away, people dressed in all black had surrounded him. They simultaneously took off the black masks that covered their heads.
Bagaspati, who had lost his guts, was trembling. The girls who had been enslaved and influenced by his soul, surrounded him even tighter. They all realized immediately after Rara Inten died. The influence of Rara Inten's inner strength disappeared at that moment.
"Aaah...!" a shriek rang out from Bagaspati's mouth.
The girls whose souls had been colonized for years, chopped Bagaspati's body like crazy. Some of them are hunting Paralaya and Rawuskan. Then the three bodies were mercilessly chopped into pieces like beef jerky.
Sangkala, Ki Gandara, and the Sacred Eagle Warrior could no longer prevent it. They only watched with utter horror. Not satisfied that the girls chopped up the bodies of the three men, they approached Rara Inten's corpse, then chopped her into pieces. Several girls have even burned the houses on the Peak of Mount Balakambang.
"The history of King Dewa Angkara is over," muttered Ki Gandara.
The old man, the professor at Padepokan Pasir Batang, turned to where Rangga was standing. How stunned he was when the Sacred Eagle Warrior was out of sight. His eyes searched around, but in vain. Ki Gandara approached Sawung Bulu who was already standing under Dewi Purmita's arm.
"Did you see where the Magical RajawaB Warrior was?" asked Ki Gandara.
"No, Ki. Earlier..., he was here," said Sawung Bulu. "Ah, what a noble soul. Eradicate evil
without expecting anything in return," muttered Ki Gandara.
"He's gone, Ki," said Sangkala as he approached"You see?" asked Ki Gandara.
"Yes, he went south," said Sangkala.
Ki Gandara nodded his head. His eyes then looked at the girls who had gathered in front of him. Their number was not less than fifty people. All are young and beautiful. But their eyes gleamed for protection from Ki Gandara.
The sun began to appear as they descended Mount Balakambang. Ki Gandara walked in front accompanied by Sangkala. They were silent with their own thoughts, but it was clear that the brightness radiated on their faces. Brightness and new hope for all residents of Pasir Batang Village.