Rangga stood still on the banks of the Banyu Biru river, where he left Pandan Wangi. While the day was approaching dusk, the sun was almost setting on the western horizon. Its reddish rays reflect beautifully on the surface of the river, sparkling like pearls.
The Sacred Eagle warrior stepped closer to a shady tree. It was under this tree that Pandan Wangi was left alone. The Eagle Demon Warrior's eyes looked around. His heart was suddenly worried because Pandan Wangi was not there. Regret began to grip the recesses of his heart, because he had left Pandan Wangi alone for too long in a quiet place like this.
"Pandanus...!" shouted Rangga loudly.
Rangga's voice echoed through the trees and rocks, carried by the gentle evening breeze. How many times did the Sacred Eagle Warrior call Pandan Wangi's name, but there was no response at all. Only the wind and the gurgling of the river water answered his call.
"Where is he, huh?" Ranga asked herself.
Suddenly the Eagle Swordsman's sharp ears heard a rustling sound from behind the bushes in front of him. Instantly his gaze fell on the bushes. His feet swung closer to where the sound had come from.
Rangga brushed aside the bushes. His heart became disappointed, because all he found were two rabbits that immediately fled in fear. Rangga snorted, and darted his gaze back around him.
"Pandanus...!" Call Ranga again. Sigh...!
Suddenly there was a whooshing sound. Ranga jumps around
in the air. When it flashed a beam of golden light aimed at him. The beam rushed past the body of the Sacred Eagle Warrior, and embedded itself in a tree. It was so light that the Sacred Eagle Warrior's body landed on the ground. Just as his feet hit the ground, a golden light flashed again.
"Whoops!" Ranga bounced back into the air.
The Sacred Eagle warrior circled in the air, dodging the golden rays that came successively like rain. Rangga's sharp eyes could see the direction the golden rays were coming from.
While circling in the air, his hands caught two golden objects that threatened him. With full speed, immediately the two objects were thrown back towards their owner. Instantly, a green shadow flashed from behind a large rock.
"Pandanus...!" exclaimed the Sacred Eagle Warrior in surprise.
"Ha ha ha...!" Pandan Wangi chuckled as soon as he landed on the ground.
"It's not funny!" he snorted and jumped at the girl.
'It's not funny, isn't it!' Pandan Wangi grunted. His face was plastered
pouting like a snot-nosed girl who got angry with her parents.
"Your way of joking is very dangerous, Pandan," Rangga's voice sounded soft.
"But, isn't that great?"
"Yes,it's just that you need a lot of practice."
"Wow! If I'm good at it, of course you will already..." Pandan Wangi didn't continue his words.
"Ah never mind!" snorted Ranga. "Here! I brought clothes for you, and some food." Pandan Wangi accepted the package offered by the Sacred Eagle Warrior. Then opened. His eyes widened slightly when he saw a white suit. A warrior's outfit.
"Where did you get this, Brother?" Pandan Wangi asked. "Buy, there!" said Rangga pointing to the village of Banyu Biru. "Are you from there?" Pandan Wangi couldn't believe it.
"Yes," said Ganga. "There, hurry! Change your clothes, and we'll eat together. You'll like the food I brought."
Pandan Wangi jogged behind the big black stone
loch. Rangga unwrapped the food he brought from Banyu Biru Village. Occasionally his eyes glanced at the black stone, where Pandan Wangi was changing his clothes.
Not long after Pandan Wangi came out again, and was already wearing the clothes that Rangga had bought earlier. The Sacred Eagle Warrior looked on without blinking. It was as if he had just seen the Devil come down from heaven. Pandan Wangi looks very beautiful wearing a white warrior with red ribbons. The red headband adds to the beauty of her face. The clothes actually fit on Pandan's body] Fragrant,
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Rangga clucked in awe.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Pandan Wangi grunted indignantly."You are so beautiful," he praised sincerely.
"Humph!" Pandan Wangi sneered. But in his heart he was very happy to receive praise from a handsome young man who had torn a piece of his heart.
"Come on, eat first. You haven't eaten before, have you?" ask Rangga to divert attention. He himself did not want to be fascinated by Pandan Wangi's beauty for a long time.
"What's that?" Pandan Wangi asked immediately sitting cross-legged in front of Rangga.
"Grilled fish, lalap, chili sauce, but the rice is cold," said Rangga like a peddler.
"It's okay, the important thing is full."
Ranga smiled. He was also pleased with Pandan Wangi's sloppy, and slightly wild, but pleasant attitude to be with. They started eating deliciously. Rangga talked a lot about the situation in Banyu Biru Village. He also said about his plans already implemented. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the reaction from people who are crazy about heirlooms.
"Tomorrow morning we will go there," said Rangga.
"To Banyu Biru Village?" Pandan Wangi emphasized.
"Yes, I want to know to what extent they were influenced by my story about the Naga Sewu Book and the Naga Geni Sword."
"Are you sure you can make it?"
"Let's see later."
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The atmosphere in Banyu Biru Village looks as usual. Life goes on like the previous days. The village is a stopover for merchant boats, and life-seeking travelers as well as martial arts figures. Life resumed before morning came.
In a tavern, you can see the Sacred Eagle Warrior and the Death Fan sitting at a table. A jar of wine and food is available, almost filling the small table made of teak wood. Since arriving early in the morning, the Sacred Eagle Warrior kept his eyes and ears open. He wanted to know the progress of the plan he had executed yesterday afternoon.
"It seems that the news that I spread is not known by many people," said Rangga in a whisper.
"Maybe it's still too early," said Pandan Wangi."Yes, we wait," sighed Rangga.
"You sure they will be attracted to Devil's Hill?" Pandan Wangi asked.
"Hopefully so, as long as you remember. Don't ever admit that you're the Death Fan. Always use the name Pandan Wangi."
"Then, my weapon?"
"Save it first.You can use any other weapon, right?" "Uh-huh."
Their conversation was stopped when two tall, burly men entered the tavern. They wore all black clothes. Seen on the back of each slung a sword. They sat not far from where Rangga and Pandan Wangi sat. With a rough voice, one of them ordered food and drinks. Rangga noticed da corner of his eye. The attitude and behavior of the two people was very sickening. They are like home
just alone.Take orders and yell at the waiters. "You know them?" asked Rangga in a whisper.
"Yes, I know. The one wearing the chain necklace is called the Black Tiger, and the other is the Black Crow. They are known as the Black Twin Devils," Pandan Wangi explained.
Ranga nodded her head. His eyes turned to stare at a beautiful young woman sitting alone a little to the corner. Her tight, fiery red dress made her curves stand out. From her demeanor, it was to be expected that the woman was obvious. from the jungle of martial arts. Especially if you see two knives tucked in his waist.
It seems that Rangga is not the only one who pays attention to beautiful women
That. The two people who were known as the Dark Twin Devils also took an interest in looking at the beautiful woman. Black Crow winked at Black Tiger.
"He he he..., you are interested in that girl, Black Crow sister?" Black Tiger chuckled.
"I think you are interested too, Brother,"said the Black Crow.
"She's really beautiful. He he he... It's a shame to just pass it up."
Black Tiger stood up with a chuckle. His feet stepped heavily toward the beautiful woman he meant. Black Tiger hoisted a leg up on the chair in front of the woman.
Meanwhile, Rangga, who had been watching since earlier, only sneered. He hoped the Black Tiger would get hit. He had been sick of seeing her pretentious and reckless behavior ever since. Rangga stuck his head towards Pandan Wangi.
"Who's that girl?"asked Ranga.
"The one in red?" Pandan Wangi asked back. "Yes."
"She's a Flying Knife."
Ranga nodded her head. In his heart praisedPandan Wangi's foresight and knowledge of these martial arts jungle figures in Banyu Biru village. Pandan Wangi had indeed crossed paths in the world of martial arts before the Warrior Rajawali Sakti. It's no wonder that you know about the many developments and figures of the current martial arts jungle.
Meanwhile, Black Tiger began to act seducing beautiful womendressed in bright red who was nicknamed the Flying Knife. It seems
Flying Knife didn't care about Black Tiger's disgusting attitude. Calmly he enjoyed his sweet wine.
"Alone, Cah Ayu?" Black Tiger's voice was made gentle.
But still sound rough danj hoarse. "Hm..." Flying Knife just hummed a little. "Can I accompany?"
"Go ahead, as long as you can lift my wine jar," said the Flying Knife calmly.
"He he he..." Black Tiger chuckled. His eyes flickered to the Black Crow. He felt the challenge was a child's play.
Black Tiger was sure that just picking up the jar of wine would be easy. His hand stretched out and grabbed the urn's neck. But..., as soon as he was about to pull the jar, his face suddenly became pale. The jar remains in place. Didn't move one bit. Black Tiger mustered his inner strength for what seemed like a light matter.
"Ugh!" Black Tiger screwed up the urn which had become unbelievably heavy.
Flying Knife smiled sneeringly. His hand reached out and flicked Black Tiger's hand that was gripping the jar's neck. Black Tiger immediately withdrew his hand. The Flying Knife deliciously lifted the wine jug and poured the contents into the grating glass.
"I don't think you deserve to sit with me, Kisanak," said Flying Knife calmly.
"Humph!" Black Tiger snorted in annoyance.
Seeing his brother being humiliated in front of the crowd, Black Crow quickly jumped up while pulling out the sword that was slung on his back.
Drag!
The Black Crow instantly slashed his sword at the Flying Knife's neck. The sword which was entirely jet black, flashed
quickly aiming for a smooth white neck. But just by pulling his head back, the sword flick only passed in front of the Flying Blade's face.
Flying Knife raised its hand and flicked the wrist of Black Crow who was holding the sword. Black Crow shrieked as he felt a tingling pain in his wrist. Hastily moved his sword into Kri's hand. Then jump one step back.
"Uh! Lots of dirty tools in here," Flying Knife snorted.
'Wild woman! Open your eyes wide, who is in front of you?" Black Tiger snapped angrily.
"I know, you guys are just rotten rats that spoil my appetite," Flying Knife replied coldly.
"Bastard! You must die in the hands of the Black Twin Devils!"
snapped Black Crow.
"No wonder your faces are ugly." "Bastards!"
Black Tiger immediately drew his sword, and waved it swiftly. Flying Knife only pulled back his chest slightly. Black Tiger's sword flick passed in front of her beautifully exposed chest. Black Crow immediately caught up with a lunge while thrusting his sword.
The Flying Knife instantly jumped from its seat! then as soon as his feet hit the table, he quickly turned around while flying his right foot. The Flying Knife's movements were so fast that it was unexpected! completely by the Dark Twin Demons.
thump! thump!
Two death kicks landed on Black Tiger and Black Crow's chests. They fell backwards with grimacing mouths. Suddenly they feel their chest hurts and tightness. Before they had time to control themselves, the Flying Knife suddenly shot out while spreading its arms outstretched.
"Aaahh...!"
The Dark Twin Devils shouted loudly almost at the same time. Flying Knife's two hands grabbed the two tall bodies, and threw them out of the tavern. Two huge bodies floated swiftly outside the tavern.
Flying Knife bounced back, and suddenly had sat back in its original position. His demeanor was very calm as if nothing had ever happened to him. Meanwhile the Dark Twin Devils had risen again. Growling, they simultaneously lunged in. But....
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Almost simultaneously they shrieked. Then the huge body toppled over with its neck pierced by a piece of bamboo chamber blade. For a moment the Black Twin Devils twitched, then remained still and didn't move anymore.
All of these incidents could not escape the attention of the Magical Eagle Warrior. When the Dark Twin Devils charged in, the Flying Knife swiftly slashed at the nearby bamboo stump, then snapped its Fingers while exerting a considerable amount of internal energy. The results are amazing. A very perfect throw. Quick and hard to follow by ordinary eyes.
***
"It seems this place is no longer safe, Kakang," said Pandan Wangi in a whisper.
"Hm..." He just mumbled.
"We'd better get out of here," said Pandan Wangi.
"Wait a minute, Pandan," Rangga stopped holding the girl's hand.
Pandan Wangi was forced to abandon his intention to get up. His heart was getting erratic. It wasn't that he was afraid of all kinds of possibilities, but he didn't want to show himself first. The problem is that in Banyu Biru village, on average, they know their faces, even though they wear different clothes and make-up. Pandan Wangi feels that he is still quite recognizable to people.
From the corner of his eye, Pandan Wangi quickly knew that there were a number
the people in this tavern had been watching him. More so an old grandfather who sat a little far from him. The old man's gaze never left him. Pandan Wangi knew that this old man was known as the Grandfather of a Thousand Hands.
Pandan Wangi became restless himself. He was worried that his cover would be discovered by the Thousand-armed Grandfather. Or maybe by someone else. Pandan Wangi's anxiety could be felt by Rangga, who had been holding the girl's hand. The back of the girl's hands were sweaty and cold.
"What isWhat do you think, Pandan Wangi?" asked Rangga.
"No," said Pandan Wangi quickly. He didn't want a SwordsmanSacred Eagle knew his anxiety.
"You look restlessvery,"
"No, I'm fine."
"Hm, you're going to leave here?" Pandan Wangi did not answer.
"Okay. Maybe this tavern is too hot for you.
Pandan Wangi stood up after Rangga stood up. The Sacred Eagle warrior put a few silver coins on the table, then took Pandan Wangi's hand. They stepped out of Pandan Wangi's tavern, still had time to glance at the Thousand-Handed Grandpa who smiled and nodded his head slightly at him.
Of course the girl was shocked. Hastily he stepped out ahead of Rangga. Pandan Wangi already felt that his disguise had been noticed by Grandfather Thousand Hands. Rangga who felt that Pandan Wangi was agitated, immediately quickened his steps.
They continued to walk quickly leaving the tavern filled with martial arts people. Along the way they still saw several people carrying weapons of various shapes and sizes. Pandan Wangi walked without looking up, until they arrived at the border of Banyu Biru Village. They only stopped after arriving at a place that was quiet from the crowd
"Pandan Wangi ..," Rangga patted the girl's shoulder.
"Oh!" Pandan Wangi was surprised, immediately turned to face the Sacred Eagle Warrior.
"You looked nervous at the tavern earlier. What's wrong? Does anyone recognize you?"
"I... uh. No!"Pandan Wangi was nervous.
He released his grip on the girl's shoulder. He took two steps back and sat down on a rock. Pandan Wangi still stood looking at Banyu Biru Village. His mind was still on the Thousand-armed Grandfather. He really didn't want Grandpa Thousand Arms to appear in this state. At that time he was hit by big difficulties, because there was empty news that directly involved him.
"At the shop earlier,I notice you always look at an old man. You know him?" he asked guessing.
Pandan Wangi was surprised, so he looked away from the powerful Rajawali Warrior's gaze. It's dead, and it's unexpected that Rangga always pays attention to his every move. It felt like in front of this youth she couldn't keep hiding her feelings. Rangga can always guess correctly without having to answer.
Very weakly Pandan Wangi nodded his head. In Rangga's view, the girl's attitude had changed one hundred and eighty degrees since she was in the tavern earlier. No longer naughty, not much to say and seems to think more. Looks like Rangga is not anymore
saw Pandan Wangi whom he had known a few days ago. Pandan Wangi, nicknamed the Fan of Death, is a little messy and a little wild.
"Who is that old geezer?" asked Ranga.
"He is Grandpa Thousand Hands," said Pandan Wangi."You have a problem with him?"
'No,"
"Why did your attitude change after seeing him?" "I..., I just don't want him to show up at a time like this."
"Why?"
Before Pandan Wangi could answer, he suddenly heard a loud and long whistle. The whistling sound was toneless and the rhythm was unclear. Suddenly the girl's face turned pale.
Rangga immediately stood up and stepped next to Pandan Wangi. The whistling sound was getting closer and clearer. Rangga looked in one direction, the origin of the whistling sound. Faintly his eyes began to see black and white shadows moving closer and closer. The shadows were getting clearer. Who came with the sound of whistling?
***