Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

Junior High 18: Seizing Treasure

 *White Eyes (SMP)*

 

Roro Wiro was so excited to enter the fight against the group of men in uniform and masked in dark blue cloth. He fought directly relying on the science of the Tapak Sinar Abadi which directly took a lot of casualties from the masked men. This is his first fight since serving Alma Fatara.

On the other hand, Cucum Mili flashed in the air while throwing eight pieces of his explosive mound at the horde that was anchoring the treasure chests.

Blar blar blar …!

The successive explosions knocked out the ten men transporting the treasure chests. It makes the crates they carry also cling.

A sreek!

Even the coffin that was full of silver coins opened and its contents were scattered on the ground.

The successive explosions shocked all sides, especially the leader of the cloth-masked mob.

“Murai Ranum, guard the treasure!” cucum Mili shouted as he ran towards the masked leader.

“Confirm me!” the screams of Murai Ranum who appeared flashed with both palms were already covered in thick black smoke.

Murai Ranum immediately put up the horses ready to fight with a flirtatious smile. It seemed like he was trying to tease the cloth masked men.

Wus wus wus …!

Seeing the silver coins scattered, made the men in cloth masks more eager to take away the scattered chests. However, they had to get rid of the flirtatious beauty Murai Ranum.

Not to mention the swords of the masked men approached the beautiful woman of good stature, the men were first greeted by dense black smoke balls striking the face.

The black smoke balls ambushed the faces without even scattering or escaping. This makes masked men hesitate, because they become difficult to breathe. When they tried to disperse the black smoke, the results were in vain. The smoke was attached strongly like a phantom leech, attached but could not be held. That's the greatness of the Black Smoke Leech.

“Capture those crates!” shouted the masked group leader to his men.

Some of the masked group immediately moved to move towards Murai Ranum's position. Seeing the movements of the enemies that were heading towards him, Murai Ranum could only glare. He felt that it would be difficult if he was gang-raped by more than ten people at once.

“Seraaang!” shouted Arung Seto who appeared suddenly with a drawn sword. As the former leader of the royal army, his shout clearly sounded steady thundering.

“My beautiful sister, I'm coming!” shouted the Mist Necklace to Murai Ranum, his younger brother. He came with a bright blue banner fluttering on his back.

A dime!

“Ak! Ak's! Ak!”

Juling Jitu also appeared by running while throwing his new weapon in the form of poisonous mini-keris. Three masked men instantly fell victim.

Kolong Wowo, Segara, Setoro Beksi, Kuda Forced, and Kura Pana also came to the position of Murai Ranum. They instantly played a trap-type attack.

The arrival of Kalang Kabut and colleagues from Perguruan Bukit Dua made Murai Ranum stop fighting. He let the men fight, while he chose to sit gracefully on one of the treasure chests.

Fatty uproar that comes later also does not want to miss getting an opponent. The weight he has because it is full of fat, making him rely more on his snare science. He was also a former student of the late Jerat Gluduk.

While the two main students of Jatat Gluduk, Aliang Bowo and Desah Rindang, still could not be invited to fight because of their injuries.

“Kakang Arung Seto is indeed a reliable man. Hihihi!” murai Ranum said to himself, then chuckled to himself. His attention was more focused on Arung Seto who fought with his sword and electrical touch science.

Apparently, the power of Kalang Kabut and the students of the late Jerat Gluduk are still above the men in cloth masks.

Blar blar blar …!

“Akk! Akk! Akk ..!” the screams of a number of masked men when suddenly an explosion occurred in one of their limbs, making them dead or injured quite heavily.

On the other hand, the masked leader instantly welcomed the arrival of the Cucum Mili with a fierce swordplay.

Ting!

However, the sword prowess of the masked leader must come to a halt when Cucum Mili fends off with the Night Skull Sword. The legacy sword of the late Lightning Sword Skull easily broke the sword of the masked leader.

Cucum Mili took advantage of the opponent's shock by launching a sword attack of several slashes, but the masked man swiftly chose to be safe by jumping back.

Because the opponent was no longer sword, Cucum Mili chose to sheathe his sword. After which, he chased after his opponent, but was immediately greeted with a fist that glowed red.

The fax!

Cucum Mili prefers to pit the fist with a red smoldering palm. The contest of the two devotions does not mutually thicken, but encourages each other. The fist and palm force pressed against each other.

The cess! Blouse!

“Aaak!” the screams of the masked leader when suddenly the palm of Cucum Mili turned purple glowed, changing science into the Sea Spirit Palm. As a result, his fist exploded violently, smashing his hand to the elbow.

Suddenly, Cucum Mili moved sideways then went towards the back of the masked leader. In a condition of enduring pain because his hand had lost one, the cloth masked man quickly turned around following the motion of the Cucum Mili he was expecting to support.

Blass!

Suddenly Cucum Mili slammed one of his bomb mounds into the front of his enemy's feet. The dense red smoke instantly soared covering the body of the masked man. Cucum Mili was not exposed to the slightest smoke. Apparently, he moved to take advantage of the wind. Therefore, when the smoke bomb was detonated, the red smoke called Demonic Smoke instantly ambushed the opponent.

“Uhhuk uhhuk!” The masked leader coughed. It turned out that his cloth mask could not fortify him from the poisonous fumes.

The set!

“Aaak!”

Before the red smoke completely dispersed in the wind, Cucum Mili ended his opponent's life with a single stroke of the Night Skull Sword. The masked leader fell with his body almost divided in two, not his love divided in two.

“The chairman has died!” shouted one of the masked men who had been watching his leader fall with his body almost broken.

The dark blue-clothed men who were still alive or injured, were shocked. They immediately retreated and watched the situation. As it turned out, their number had fallen by two-thirds, equal to the number of remaining groups remaining one-third of the initial number.

“Munduuur!” shouted one of the masked men. He seems to be thinking logically.

So a dozen masked men, both who are still fresh fit or have reaped wounds, are still fresh, hastily ran to save themselves by having to take away ten treasure chests controlled by the Forces of the Handheld of the Spider-Wings of Jagad led by Arung Suto.

Arung Suto went to Wulung who was sitting smothering his wound. While the remaining academic forces were still around twenty people, half of them were seriously injured.

“They managed to bring Kang Aden Golono's corpse,” Wulung told Arung Seto while flinched to endure the pain in his wound.

Several soldiers soon approached Wulung, their only surviving leader.

Cucum Mili and Roro Wiro also approached Wulung.

“That treasure belongs to us, because we took it from those robbers,” Cucum Mili said.

“But, Chairman ...,” says Wulung Heavy.

“Still lucky we came to help. If you want to treat wounds, our troops have a reliable healer,” said Cucum Mili. Then his order to Arung Seto, “Bring all those treasure chests!”

“Good, Commander,” said Arung Seto obediently.

Cucum Mili then turned away followed by Roro Wiro and Arung Seto.

Fatty uproar came by driving a horse carriage. He stopped the horse carriage in front of his comrades who were shouldering the treasure chest one-on-one. (BH)