Angus Poloso - Legend of Ki Ageng Selo.

Horror 15 – Demit Gedhe Duwur (Master).

“Oh, demit-demit inhabitants of this haunted lake and this forest. Meet and eat the five souls in front of me. In the name of Septo Tapo, I command you to come. Come, come

to me!” exclaimed Roni who seemed to have gone completely crazy.

From all directions, suddenly there was the sound of laughter of beings who could not be explained anything that supports the call of death that came out of the book Septo Tapo.

Red kuntilanak, black pocong, banaspati, etc.

“Gosh! What kind of creatures are those!?” said everyone who was there was shocked, frightened, except Roni who was the caller.

“Hahaha .. You must be scared, right? This is the power that I get from the book of Septo Tapo. With this book, I can accomplish anything I wish. It's amazing,” said Roni laughed crazily while showing the book to his former friends. “If you want to be safe, then all you need to do is prostrate in front of me. Then, maybe I'll spare you!”

“Astagfirullah, Roni. Conscious Ron, aware!” intan Tegur.

“Hi son of man, where's the collision you promised? The Book of Septo Tapo requires a lot of collateral to summon the demons in it. If you don't provide it, then your life,

your parents, your friends, your brothers, your grandchildren, and your neighbors will be the end of it!” banaspati said it was threatening. “Now let's say, what collateral did you make

we?”

Without the slightest hesitation, Roni directly pointed towards Amelia who was lying on the altar and her two other friends who were currently beside Bagos and Syaiful.

Banaspati, Black Pocong, and Red Kuntilanak summoned from the Septo Tapo book immediately shot towards Bagos and the others. They just accepted fate. They know that there is nothing they can do to get out of this disaster.

However, before the claws and fangs of those upper class demits touched the four of them, from the west and east darted two heirlooms. The Sword of Damascus and the Sword of Shredding Sukmo. Making those demons instantly dodge.

“Grr ... no bullies!” banaspati said.

“Hihihi .. It looks like this bully has a pretty high science, to be able to make you avoid like that, Banaspati?” tanya Kuntilanak Merah scoffed.

“Wah, wow, there was Banaspati, Kuntilanak Merah, and Pocong black apparently? Truly a coincidence,” said the voice from an unknown place. “What exactly are you three doing in a place like this, hm?”

“Keparat! Whoareyou? Out!”

“No need to rush, Banaspati! Earlier, accept this little gift of mine!”

Suddenly from the front of Banaspati, Kuntilanak Merah, and Pocong Hitam appeared a tasbih, known as Tasbih Walisongo. With him, the prayer beads were able to send the three of them towards the magical world.

And it was there that the three met the owner of the mysterious voice.

Mbah Joyos, Pak Khoirul, and Mas Nanang.

“Oh, it turns out that the one who sent us here was Jayos, the youngest son of Kyai Marwan apparently? I never thought we'd meet again after sixty years ago, Jayos!” said Banaspati who saw his nemesis appear before him.

“The world and time are small huh, Banaspati? Until we can meet if we wish,” muttered Mbah Jayos who slightly remembered the events of the past.

“Hihih ... Banaspati, should we finish them off now?” tanya Kuntilanak Merah giggles. “It looks like they're all weak,”

“Don't you be stupid, Kumer! They are the descendants of Kyai Marwan who killed us. Don't you remember? Your kuntilanak subordinates in the sayat were exhausted during that magical war, he?”

Before they fight, let's head to a place not far from their battle ground.

“Gawor, I don't want to fight you, but you have hurt and made my underclassman a victim. I won't accept that!”

“Receive? We jinn need no reason to mislead people, boy! Because it's all our instincts,” replied the Witch. “You men should not deserve to be caliphs in this world. You guys are creatures much weaker than us!”

“Inright! Man is a weak creature, and if there is no protection from Allah SWT, we will forever be the weakest and no match for your people, demit!” I answered while explaining in detail the glory of man in the eyes of his Lord. “However, humans are much more perfect than you because they are given a rough body and are equipped with the task of being a caliph in this world. Moreover, we have always been protected by His great kalam-kalam, so that a pagan genie like you cannot win against us!”

“Ahh, a lot of you are human. My ears feel like breaking after hearing that shit!”

Unexpectedly, when me and one of the Swordsman spoke, his three friends had already moved to attack me from all three sides. It surprised me and I couldn't escape it. My whole body was smashed by his hands

it was so strong and hard that it made me fall down instantly.

Not stopping there, they immediately trampled on my small body with their big legs, seemed to want to die just me at that time. After that, my body was lifted up high and immediately thrown towards the far east.

...

Yuk is now back at Mbah Jayos' place.

The battle between them has not yet begun, although the tension there has increased dramatically. Mbah Jayos, Pak Khoirul, and Mas Nanang suspected that there was something planned by Banaspati, so he had not attacked at that time.

“What's up, Jayos. Why haven't you attacked me?” asked Banaspati that was bad. He knew he was the one who had done nothing. “Is there anything you're planning?”

“Hihi .. You may be afraid, old man? If you are afraid, just give up and become our slave!” the Red Kuntilanak fishing rod sniggered.

Hearing that remark, Pak Khoirul and Mas Nanang growled.

“Supply you're demit! We are men who remember the greatness of our Lord. So don't expect us to bow to you as your abdicators!” mr. Khoirul said loudly and threatened.

“I have not attacked you because I do not know your motives, Banaspati,” Mbah Jayos said with a smile. “If I had known your plans, maybe the three of you would have been charred in my hands by now!”

“Much bacots you, old man!” replied Kumer who did not accept the old man's insults. He immediately attacked the old man, even though Mbah Jayos knew that Kumer was nothing to him.

Mbah Jayos immediately stomped his feet to the ground, responding to the attack from the Kumer. Immediately, from the pit of the ground, came a one-meter-long wooden stick that resembled a stick used by the old men.

“Cocropathy Stick!” muttered Mbah Jayos grinning with a smile, enthusiastic to see Kumer managed to eat his trap. “Ajian Ronggolawe!”

“Hah? What kind of ajian is that?” Kumer was astonished and confused.

“Wire! Hurry back you, kuntilanak!” yelled Banaspati from a distance. “That test is capable of obliterating you, fool!”

Brakk ...!!

The wand instantly obliterated the Kumer with no remains. How surprised the Banaspati and the Black Pocong were when they saw the stick dancing like a couple in a dance party, swinging the beautiful

able to eliminate all demit existence easily, but he believes that Mbah Jayos still has not issued any studies.

“Huh! Truly Kuntilanak who does not want to think rationally!” moh Mbah Jayos. “But thank God with that, I can reduce the number among them!”

Pak Khoirul and Mas Nanang were just speechless, fixated. Didn't expect Mbah Jayos to have such great power. Without any study, he was able to defeat the red kuntilanak with just a stick.

Now the fight would become even more interesting, seeing that the only thing left between them were the two demits. Mbah Jayos immediately dispelled his calm and relaxed gaze. Now he was ready to fight against the demons.

“Khoirul, Nanang, you guys are going to fight that Black Pocong. Let me fight that Banaspati myself!” said Mbah Jayos who immediately turned serious and decisive. “Do not underestimate the black pocong just as you fight with middle-class demits. He is much stronger than you can imagine, let alone he is out of the demon book, Septo Tapo.”

“Good, Mbah. We understand!”

There was a terrible fight between them. If only they fought in the real world, surely whatever was around them would be destroyed by their aura and attacks.

The great battle is still going on, and none of them wants to give up this time, because they all know that if they give up, they will die. Therefore, they fought with all their might.

Banaspati attacked with a fire that immediately burned around him, and the fire immediately surrounded the three people, while Mbah Jayos just danced with his Cocropathy stick

while trying to extinguish the fire Banaspati with Alirurip study.

Meanwhile, on the side of Pak Khoirul and Mas Nanang, they both took out their heirlooms. Keris Panca Kusuma and the Sword of Damascus. While the Black Pocong took out black corpse-eating flies that directly attacked the two people.

The fight of the three of them is increasingly difficult, because the flies eat the corpse in the thousands and if exposed to bite will cause a wound full of pus is very sick and disgusting. The fly not only attacked Pak Khoirul and Mas Nanang, but spread to attack Banaspati and Mbah Jayos.

They were all overwhelmed in the face of that black pocong attack.

Until ...

A meteor-like hurl falling from the west shot out in the middle of them all. The thump fell in the midst of those who were having a great fight. It was there that they discovered that the falling meteor was carrying a severely injured and unconscious person.

Umams.

“Mbah, he's Umam, mbah. Your great-grandson!” said Mas Nanang worriedly. He immediately put my unconscious body beside Mr. Khoirul. “What's the matter until Umam comes here?”

“Astagfirullah, son! What's the matter?” ask Mr. Khoirul who is also worried.

“Sial! Khoirul, quickly heal him with your Sukmo Mari studies. Soon this fight will get bigger and fiercer.” Tell Mbah Jayos who again watches the movement of Banaspati.

Not long after, from the sky hit four figures of high creature duwur big that I had faced earlier.

Yes, the four Wizards were still chasing me and wanted to confirm my death.

"What the fuck? demit two alone is still not finished, uh, instead appeared another demit." muttered Mbah Jayos looked at the four Wretches in annoyance. "Four more demits."

"Hm .. apparently here there is a fight that is so exciting as well. Banaspati, allow us to participate in this fight!" pinta one of the Wizards who looks so enthusiastic to see there are three more descendants

Kyai Marwan's over there.

"As far as you go, Witch! But they're not enemies you can take for granted!" replied Banaspati sumringah, glad there are reinforcements who want to help them overcome the three descendants of Kyai Marwan.

In the meantime, let's go back to the place where Intan, Siwi, Bagos, and Syaiful are again facing off against Roni.

There, Intan, et al still try to awaken Roni from her crazy behavior and try to take Amelia's still unconscious body.

“Roni, stop all this!” pinta everything then.

“I've come this far and my destination is so close. I can't possibly back off again. This is the only way for me so that I can meet my brother,” replied Roni who was a little calm.

“Basic stupid boy! Your brother is dead, and no magic or magic can bring him back to this world.” Snaiful jerk hard. He was already itching to beat up the hoodlum, but he asked me to take care of the rough bodies as well as my two underclassmen, so they complied.

“Lying! I can accomplish anything by having this book. The devil is the only way to bring my brother to life!”

The four of them could do nothing more to save Roni from the brink of destruction. Alliances with demons, devils, and jinn will always lead to destruction, and Allah SWT is reluctant to be fed up with such lowly creatures and that is a shirk.

Elsewhere ...

“Ah, so boring. The four Gawur demits instead went to the magical world, so I couldn't see the exciting fight between them.” Dark Mistress complained.

“Then, what should we do here, Mistress? If allowed, can I slaughter those weak human children?” ask Wartasuro begging.

“Hm .. It's up to you, anyways I'm tired of being constantly in a dirty and dirty place like this. But Wartasuro, I only allow you to kill one person.” Answer Dark Mistress

while smiling sly.

“Who? Who can I kill?”

“Actually I want you to kill the three girls and you take her heart for me, but, in their hearts already polluted with a sense of worldliness and love,” Dark Mistress said again. “If I replace the hearts of my containers with their hearts, it will be free. You have to find a heart that is still sacred and has never met or encountered by Kyai Marwan's descendants to replace the heart of my new container that is further dirty because of his love for the young descendant of old Kyai.” Added.

“Then, who can I kill?”

“Just kill that young man named Roni and grab that Septo Tapo ‘Sin of Madness’ book and bring that book to me!”

“Good, I will gladly do.”