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Bqb 54 Death of Anton Wijaya

The appearance of Anton Wijaya in the big house owned by the merchant in the village, like a hard slap for the Wira. However, Rina's death was the result of Anton Wijaya's intervention. There is a sense of vengeance raging in the heart of the Hero, but for now he must put aside the ego for the sake of mutual salvation.

They both ran through the darkness of the night, the cold air, and the fog, like it was no longer felt.

The hero stopped at a small house on the bank of the river. He barged in, and asked Siska to wait outside.

Siska just obeyed the words of his commander. The beautiful policewoman stood on the terrace while watching the surrounding conditions. After being felt safe, Wira came out of the house and told Siska to go inside to hide.

"You wait here until morning comes, if anything, jump into the river immediately through the window in the back room."

"It's a bit heavy, but I'm sure you'll be able to swim to the sebrang."

"If until morning we don't come here, you go back to Surabaya, ask Mr. Boris for help, let him lobby the headquarters, to send help."

"I will return to the village to help mbah Wongso, and your uncle. Hopefully they can handle Anton Wijaya."

Siska simply nodded, without giving an answer. After putting his backpack on the table, he went straight to the back room that Wira meant.

Siska tilted her head looking out the window. Afterwards Siska went to see the kitchen door, which turned out to have access to the cornfield.

"Sir Wira is indeed very smart to find a place to hide, hopefully there are no zombies or astral creatures that sniff my existence in this house."

Siska was deep, expelling the fear in her heart. While Wira immediately said goodbye, then left Siska alone in the small house.

"You take it easy Sis, I'm always here."

Linda's voice was enough to make Siska's heart calm. He immediately stepped forward to let go of his superior. The hero left only armed with a golden dagger in hand. With a heart, Wira ran down the path.

After half an hour of running, Wira could see the mansion, where Mbah Wongso and Pakde Jarwo survived. He quickened his footsteps, but suddenly the sound of the grunts of the undead rang out from the courtyard of the house.

"The zombie's head is still there. I thought they were wiped out in the earth, but there's a lot more here."

The hero immediately stopped his footsteps and hid. From behind the Wira tree peeked, then counted the number of zombies, while looking for a gap to get through the herd of zombies that seemed to be starving.

He walked slowly around, hoping that no zombies would be aware of its existence. But the fate of Wira's feet actually stepped on a twig. The sound of his feet made the zombies react.

"Damn it, why do I have to step on a twig at such a crucial time."

The hero grumbled while patting his forehead. Meanwhile the zombies who knew the whereabouts of the Hero, immediately ran hunting towards him.

The hero stepped back a few meters towards the bush, then quickly picked up some stones, then threw them in various directions.

The herd of Zombies scattered, ran chasing towards the sound of the stone, the trick of the Wira turned out to be effective enough to outwit the zombies. Not wanting to lose the chance, Wira immediately ran to the side of the house.

It turned out that Sepray, who Wira had used to escape, was still tied to a balcony pole. Without a second thought the hero rushed to climb upwards. The door of the room was still locked.

The hero immediately entered the room intending to monitor the situation inside the house, but a rough touch on the shoulder, made Wira replex swing her dagger and immediately twist her body.

"Oh my God, Mr. Jarwo, who do I think, why is Pakde still here?"

Wira's dagger swing almost hurt Mr. Jarwo, but the old man was still nimble to avoid, even though at this time, Wira saw the condition of Jarwo's package was not good.

"What happened to Pakde, where did mbah Wongso?"

The hero dropped Mr. Jarwo with some questions, but the old man refused to answer, gesturing him to go up to the roof of the house. Up above, then pakde Jarwo opened his voice.

"Ki Wongso was there, he was injured, he had managed to make a blanket of fog to block their vision."

"Everything went well, we managed to fool them. For a few minutes the members of the Sandikala sect could not figure out where we were."

"Ki Wongso asked the plinth lord's help to create an illusionary wall, so that the two of us would have a chance to escape. But the devil is smarter. He's stronger than we thought. The plinth-ruling creature called Ki Wongso can be killed easily."

Hearing the speech of Mr. Jarwo, Sontak Wira so persevered. Slowly the handsome policeman, began to understand their situation. The hero finally realized something.

Since the beginning of the goal of the devil sent Anton Wijaya did want to kill pakde Jarwo and Mbah Wongso. They understood very well that without the two old men, Wira would not be able to do anything.

In the eyes of Asih Wira is not a threat figure that they should worry about. That's why Wira and Siska can escape easily. Instead pakde Jarwo and Mbah Wongso deliberately in brackets, to make it easier to kill.

"If they can figure out where we are, then why haven't they come here yet?"

"Wouldn't they be easier now to kill us sir?"

The hero tries to logic the situation, according to him this situation is very strange, because if Anton Wijaya can penetrate the magical fence, and can easily destroy the illusion of their own nation. Then there should be no safe place for the Hero to hide right now. But they are now on the roof, and safe from attack.

"They didn't know we ran to the roof of Wir, before you came here, we fought. That's why ki Wongso is hurt."

"The reason why they didn't hunt upwards is because of the daggers and the gold spikes you brought. They were afraid that the golden dagger would suck up the black energy, then weaken them. The golden spikes will bind the spirits, and by opening the gates of hell they will be able to be pulled back into the realms."

Mr. Jarwo explained clearly, about their current situation. Mira was made to be amazed, she just knew the power of the golden dagger that Ronggo Joyo inherited.

"I didn't expect that this dagger had magical powers that would scare the demons away."

"Then what is the plan of the next pact, we can not possibly survive here, honestly at this time I am worried about Siska."

Pakde Jarwo just remembered that at this time Wira came alone, without Siska. His face immediately panicked. He knew very well that Asih wanted Siska and Linda as her shell.

"Why can you be so careless, the child's life is more important than ours. If the demon slingshot woman could take her second batch of milk, the red full night will be completed by eating their souls."

"That demonic power will be perfect tomorrow night, and we will definitely have trouble fighting them Wir!"

Wira was so shocked to hear that, she never thought that far. All this time in the mind of Wira, Asih threat only to terrorize his mentality.

But it turns out that assumption is wrong. Asih did want to make Siska and Linda as a container shell, then eat their souls to perfect the tumbar so that its power is perfect.

"Then we must return to the house by the river right now."

"Mbah Wongso let me carry, sir use this dagger to protect us, can you?"

Pakde Jarwo thought hard, his forehead wrinkled, he was indeed worried about Siska, but Wongso's condition did not allow for a long fight at this time.

"It's okay Jarwo, you don't have to think about me, if you have to, just open the gates of hell now rather than the demonic woman taking your niece."

"I can still drag them, let the Hero lock the demon, and you lock the gate, with this their strength is half as long as all of their embellishments have been drawn to where they came from."

The three of them had agreed, pakde Jarwo gave the herbal pill concoction to mbah Wongso to add to his senior's energy. After examining Wongso's condition, Pakde Jarwo performed the ritual of opening the gates of hell.

Mbah Wongso commats kamit, as if humming. After that, the two old men injured each other's palms, then used their blood to write something with ancient Javanese script.

The hero recites the prayer in his heart, and his golden dagger shines again. Without a long linger the Hero jumps into a courtyard filled with zombies. His body floated like cotton, inviting zombies to come ambushing.

Shortly after, Jarwo's pakde caught up with him and jumped on the ground. When the earthquake happened again, the ground split into a circle of craters that were getting wider.

Instantly hundreds of zombies mired into the abyss of the hell crater, and left less than half their number.

Mbah Wongso wrote something on the keris, then lifted it to the sky. Suddenly the sura of thunder rumbled in the sky, apparently mbah Wongso performed a ritual to awaken the chorin companion who had long been asleep in him.

Now Mbah Wongso has melted into one with his coriander. His old, old body, had now turned higher, stocky, and muscular. He jumps into the courtyard, then challenges the demon who controls Anton Wijaya's body.

I don't know where it came from, but Anton Wijaya and members of the Sandikala sect have surrounded Wongso's mbah. Anton Wijaya's body was also mutated, his muscle muscles hardened, his fingernails extended, and from Anton Wijaya's backbone grew wide-wing wings that immediately protected his body.

Anton Wijaya's sighting is now even more sinister. It looks like a winged werewolf. They face each other and

unceremoniously stale Anton Wijaya immediately began an attack.

Lethal blows and kicks are dealt with brutally. But Mbah Wongso, who had united with his corinas, was able to avoid Anton Wijaya's fatal attack very easily.

Selling blows continued to occur, Mbah Wongso and Anton Wijaya flew in the air while raising their respective fists.

On the other hand, Wira raged against the zombies, which now only remained a little, he moved agilely lure the zombies closer to the crater hole, which is now only a little bit, and one by one the hordes of zimbie managed to dribble into the hole.

After successfully paralyzing the zombies, Wira rushed to help Jarwo Pakde. Quickly they managed to keep up with the previous members of the Sandikala sect, managed to make Jarwo's pack desperate.

"Piercing his head with the gold nail that I gave Wira!"

Shouts pakde Jarwo, kontan make Wira panic. Because the gold nail was left in the backpack carried by Siska. He forgot to bring it.

"Then I forgot to bring those nails, how about now?"

Pakde Jarwo reads less well than the body language of Wira. He could immediately guess that Wira did not bring the nail he gave. Meaning that the fight will last a long time, they must try hard to attract the black power that controls the body of the Sandikala sect members.

"Great, if this is how we all die. Unless Ki Wongso can pull that demon into the crater pit of hell."

Pakde Jarwo began to fatigue, his energy was almost drained. While the sect members who attacked him still looked fit and did not look tired.

"Sir, here's the nail!"

Suddenly Siska came throwing a black bag containing a gold nail in a very crucial second. The hero immediately caught the pouch that was thrown at him, then swiftly tied the black pouch on his waist.

Circumstances began to turn around, with the help of Siska, they began to master the situation. Pakde Jarwo said a spell while Siska and Wira tried hard to find a gap so they could stick nails in the crown of Sandikala sect members.

By dawn Wira had the opportunity to stick a gold nail on the head of the Sandikala sect members. The dawn will soon rise, they will weaken and lose their guard.

The golden opportunity was used by Wira to attack and stick nails on the heads of members of the Sandikala sect. And one by one they fell. The hero managed to lock in the demonic power that possessed.

With sprightly pakde Jarwo drew a black aura attached to the body of members of the Sandikala sect. One by one the pitch-black aura in the shape of a silhouette was successfully tied with a spell. Now all that remains is Anton Wijaya.

Wira took the initiative to take over the attack, Mbah Wongso seems to have been too lousy because of his injuries. Pakde Jarwo immediately pulled Wongso out of the fight. While Wira and Siska attack Anton Wijaya simultaneously.

"It is now time for you to pay your sins to those you have slain!"

The hero shouted, then attacked Anton Wijaya blindly, the situation was clearly making Pakde Jarwo worried. He immediately rebuked the Hero for not using emotions when fighting against the demons.

"Press your emotions Wira, the devil likes to eat angry energy, what else is your anger lust, accompanied by resentment."

"Your anger will only make her stronger."

Greeting Mr. Jarwo, awakening Wira. The handsome policeman immediately withdrew, to ease his emotions and lust for killing him. For a moment the hero pondered. But Anton Wijaya continued to provoke Wira with words that burned his heart.

"Why stop Wira, let's go ahead kill me. Don't you want revenge?"

"Remember your vengeance Wira, I have sent sanset to your beloved, I also command the torment of Revelation."

"Haha..."

The hero closed his eyes and sat down resignedly on the ground, the opportunity was used by Anton Wijaya to attack Wira. Seeing the potential danger, Siska immediately ran to head off the attack to protect Wira.

"Death to the devil, return home to the crust of hell."

Siska closed her eyes preparing to take Anton Wijaya's hit. He was ready to sacrifice if he had to. But Siska was surprised because after opening her eyes, it turned out that her body was fine no less than one thing.

Instead Anton Wijaya fell on the ground with bulging eyes and his body returned to normal. Siska immediately realized that the voice she heard was that of Wira.

His command succeeded in thrusting his golden dagger into the heart of Anton Wijaya, and immediately sealed the demonic power residing in his body with a gold nail that was plugged in the crown of Anton Wijaya's head.