Asphalt Edge Empty House

Chapter 42 The White Veil of the Spirit Realm.

Ronggo Joyo entered into a seven-figure flower pool, shortly after Wira immersed herself into the pool. Anton Wijaya's confidant was silent for a moment, then raised the empty body of the Hero and laid it on the floor with a circle with a star in the middle.

The empty body felt so cold after it was left behind by his soul. Ronggo Joyo recited the mantra while sitting cross-legged in front of the body of Wira. His eyes closed, concentrating with the incantation that kept on saying over and over again.

Suddenly the body of the Hero was shaken violently, from his mouth spurting fresh blood that made Ronggo Joyo jerked, and panicked to see the state of the body of the Hero.

"Sial..he can't lose too soon, I have to go there to help him."

Ronggo Joyo picked up a kris placed in front of her seat cross-legged. His mouth komat kamit recites a mantra to perform the ritual rogo sukmo.

In the instant that Rongggo had entered the spirit gate, the universe of the gentler. He passed through the ancient tomb that Wira had previously passed.

The voice of the darkness whispered in the ear trying to shake the heart of Ronggo Joyo, but the man who was full of astral experience, did not waver.

The disturbance of astral disturbance came in turn, the sound of a black crow perched on top of a dead tree branch, heart-shaking, indeed shrinking guts.

Ronggo Joyo continued walking with a cherish that kept on drawing out in his hand. The stench of dead bodies baked on firewood stings nose-piercing, but Ronggo Joyo does not bother.

He continued to go deeper into the jungle that was starting to get close to the trees and shrubs. The howling of the wolf did not stop and welcomed Ronggo's arrival.

The cold, humid atmosphere and unpleasant aroma continued to terrorize the guts along the road through Ronggo Joyo, until he stopped on a fairly roomy ground.

There was a splash of blood that almost dried on the ground, Ronggo Joyo could confirm that the blood must have belonged to Wira. He could already guess that not long ago, there had been a fight in this place.

There were traces of broken shrubs along the path, like a drag mark. Ronggo Joyo suspected that the body of the Vira was dragged to a place in the middle of the forest.

"The creatures must have brought their great heroes."

Ronggo Joyo continued to follow the trail of blood left behind, his eyes seeing the astral creature that had been watching his steps.

"I must hurry, otherwise the heroes will be made their food."

While somewhere, Wira has been bound in the sky of the cave with the position of the head facing the ground, the condition is still unconscious. Many surrounded him, one of them licking the Hero, as if impatiently wanting to devour him.

Not far from where the hero was hanged there were some soul prisons, for those who had volunteered to become space slaves. A pervert who makes allies for mortal purposes.

Each of them has a purpose in his lifetime, and the form of the person is now in accordance with what is at stake. There are goat-legged, buffalo-headed, whole humans with pale bodies smelling foul, and many more.

At the end of the cave passage is a very deep gorge with burning embers. That's where the old snake palace is. The figure of a thousand-year-old demon who cried to a young woman named Asih.

The hero began to squirm, little by little he began to be able to feel the extreme pain throughout his body.

"Where am I now?"

The hero thrashed the ronta, realizing that his body was being bound by a magical lament. The figure of the woman standing close in front of the face of Wira while continuing to lick her bloodied face.

"Who are you, where am I?"

"Take off this cowardly bond!"

The hero continues to thrash trying to escape from the bond that shackles his body. The creature in front of him did not pay the slightest attention to the words of the Hero, he seemed to enjoy every drop of hero's blood that poured out on his face.

The horned woman's saliva, wetting the face of the Hero, was very rotten and slimy. The hero closed his eyes, praying in his heart.

Wira prayer full of hope to God, deep down, Wira has been willing to exchange lives with Linda, as long as the girl can return to her body.

"You're far away fatang to this valley just for the sake of a girl?"

"Humans are naive, just for the sake of a sense they are willing to sacrifice all."

"Love.. What exactly do you call love?"

"Only one taste is for us only a lust to have."

"Haha.."

"You see those wailing groves in that prison, they're all there because of one word you humans call love."

"There is a love of treasure, a love of women so vengeful, a desire for love to have a man, a love of praise, honor, position, devotion, and all that love of love ends here."

"Last bitterly, in the sorrow of their regrets."

"Huhaha...!"

The sound of the horned woman's laughter screeching, echoing, made Wira more resigned. The stirred woman walked away from the hanging body of the Hero.

Samar Wira could see the woman not walking on foot but with her long tail.

After the departure of the horned woman, the atmosphere of the cave became very quiet, no longer the sound of roaring cries of the soul prison dwellers, which sounded only a gust of strong wind from the mouth of the cave.

In the middle of the market, the figure of a white hooded woman arrived at Wira. A woman who is no stranger to him. Between conscious and not Wira feels to know him, but he is not so sure, because the eyes of the Hero blurred.

"Patience for a moment Mr. Wira, I will find a way to untie this bond."

Wira was astonished because the woman knew her name, but she could no longer speak, Wira could only nod, all her blood felt gathered on her head.

The white-hooded woman went looking for something, while Wira could only wait, may there be a miracle from God, and she could be freed from the creature, then bring Linda back into her mother's arms.

"You're too high, let's not bring Linda home, I'm not necessarily going back."

"Ronggo Joyo, where is the old man, he said he would work together to get rid of the old snake, but at a time like this, even the scent of his body was not smelled."

Wira grumbled frivolously grimacing withstanding the pain on the back, due to the drag of giant creatures like apes.

""Who's the girl who came to me?"

"I feel like I recognize him, but I don't know where, his face is faintly covered in a veil, do I have any friends from the supernatural world?"

"Hehehe.. Unseen friend, am I now a ghost?"

The hero chuckles at imagining himself to be a part of the softeners. To be honest, Wira was curious about the figure of the woman who came to him.

"Hopefully the woman managed to untie this, my head hurt as much as it felt like my entire blood flow stopped in my brain.

The hero opened his eyes looking around the cave dim, minimal light. He kept staring at the mouth of the cave hoping the white-hooded girl came to his rescue.