Ganjen Swordsman

King Jin Vs Queen of the Elves

“Kepa rat kauuuu...!” the Kala Bopak motion extends, making the trees vibrate again, the leaves fall out partially.

“Don't touch my granddaughter if you want my wrath not to slaughter your people, Fairy Afternoon!”

“One proof of my victory is mastering your grandson's good looks and fortitude; that Pandu Puber!”

“Ba bi salto, monkey nung ging, lizard cough…!I'll put all the bodies on you, Fairy Afternoon! Heeeeaaahhh...!”

Yes aampuuun…! The sound of his shout actually equaled a hundred lightning bolts exploding simultaneously. The thunderous roar was the sound of Kala Babak sound that made nature swept by the storm. The trees fell irregularly. The big stones broke apart. The rock hill also partially landslides. The ground was crumbling here and there because of the earth's shock. Black clouds come out of the pores of the sky. Clumping covering the sunlight.

Mirah Duri covered her ears tightly while closing her eyes and grinning in pain. If not, his eardrum must have broken because of the cry of the king of jinn. But that pair of tightly closed eyes immediately opened slightly to see what Kala Babak was doing.

It turned out that the genie king was attacking the Fairy Queen Afternoon with a terrifying leap. It looked like a flying hippo and was about to hit such a sexy smooth body.

But apparently the Fairy Queen of Afternoon was ready with the attack. He jumped like he was flying, spread out his hands, straightened his legs. Her robe fluttered like the wings of a female garuda. His body will be pitted with his big body Kala Babak.

Mirah Duri was just horrified to see the two unbalanced bodies gliding at each other. Suddenly from the mouth of the Fairy Queen of Afternoon, a red glow like sparks spread towards the black body of Kala Babak.

Zrraab…! Joorrss!

Kala Babak's hand jolted forward and from the palm came a dazzling yellow light like gold. That yellow light was used to fend off the fierce red sparks from the mouth of the Fairy Queen Afternoon.

Jraabb…! Aaaauuhhh…!

Blegarr…!

“Huaaah..!”

Kala Bopak bounced while strangling wildly. Just imagine, such a large body bounced high and floated, then fell crucify a sloping tree because it was about to fall down not so.

Blaammm…!

Kraakk…! Braakk…!

The shake was so great it felt clear. The Earth wants to sink or fall back. The explosion that made nature poranda. Plus the vibration of the fall of Kala Babak's body as if increasingly making the ground around him slipping inward. The rock hill was almost half-locked. One side of the top spouts upwards.

Braaass…!

The air gets dirty as the storm blows away pieces of rock soil.

Mirah Duri itself which is quite a distance away can be bounced back, into the bushes and sprawled there. So does the slim body as belonging to the Fairy Queen Afternoon. The body was floating due to the super powerful explosive power earlier. Only difference, the Fairy Queen of Afternoon can quickly control herself and regulate her body balance, so that she does not crash like Kala Babak.

The Fairy Queen of Afternoon perched on one of the branches of a tree that had not fallen but was winding due to the rest of the storm that hit earlier.

“Hik, hik, hi, hi, hi, hi..!”.

The Laughter of the Fairy Queen Sore snickered like a kuntilanak. The queen base is also kuntilanak, so the laughter is not much different from kuntilanak. In fact he can be called kuntilibu, not kuntilanak anymore. For he also included his mother the kuntilanak.

Kala Babak growled while trying to get up, shaking the surrounding ground. He looked injured due to the power struggle within earlier. His nose draws blood. The blood of the jinn is black. It's like hot asphalt. The blood smokes thin. His white clothes were stained with black blood. The clothes were hollow because they were charred by drops of blood that turned out to be hot. But apparently Kala Babak does not want to give up just like that. The Fairy Queen of Afternoon approached him.

“Down if you really want to complain with me!” king of jin.

“Hiak, hiak, hii.. hik, hik, hik, hik..!” the laughter of the Fairy Queen Afternoon prolonged painful ears. He descended from a height with a quick leap towards Kala Babak standing. The leap rotated upright, fast and powerful, so that his body was like a floating milestone standing up.

Wuuurrrss…!

His body twists spread a hot wind. Some trees instantly wither, some even dry out and the bark of the tree peels off in unison.

Mirah Duri immediately submerged herself into the thickets of shrubs that were behind three tightly lined trees. Otherwise he will be stricken by the heat that spreads. Even the weeds in front of him instantly became curly in a fierce heat wave.

Kala Bopak immediately release the style ‘Fler Nyawaway’ flagship. A pair of red rays each of a baby's fist, shot out quickly from the big eyes of Kala Babak.

Zlaarrbw…!

That move was supposed to make the beautiful body of the Evening Fairy Queen become porridge, curdling and of course without life.

But it was a pity that it could not get close to the body of the Evening Fairy Queen that was spinning in the air. Even the two red rays like a baby's fist bounced off in different directions and hit the rest of the rock.

Blaamm…!

The other was a large tree about twenty spears away from where they had fought.

Bluum…! The croot…!

The body of the Evening Fairy Queen was still in the air in a state of twisting so quickly, spreading heat. And suddenly the movement of her body down to the earth, then the figure of a silent beauty with her legs stretched low. As if exhibited in front of the eyes of Kala Babak what has been targeted by men. And suddenly when the eyes of Kala Babak stunned for a while staring at the exhibition ‘perabot’ sport the Queen, the woman's right hand jerked forward. Then the soft gold spots like shiny flour came out from the palm of the hand, crashing into the wide chest of Kala Babak.

Jraassh…!

His voice was like embers doused in water.

“Huaahg..!”

Kala Babak jerked with his eyes glaring. His body immediately smoky. He fell to his knees with a trembling body and a growling sound like a possessed person. His eyes were widened, his facial skin loosened and shaken. The situation was clearly seen by Mirah Duri from her hiding place.

The Fairy Queen of Afternoon listened to her voice with a calm demeanor and a cynical smile symbolizing victory.

“You will not be able to escape from the style ‘Sunday Sweat’, Kala Bopak. Your body will disappear, will not be able to exist anymore. You will forever be a creature without a body. Goodbye, Kala Babak. You won't be able to touch me again, and no one you can touch! It was my turn to rule over your mighty grandson and capture my heart! hi, hi, hi, hi..!”

The Fairy Queen of Afternoon jolted her legs and her body darted upwards, rising steadily as she cried out a snickering laugh. Then he ran through the leaves. His laughter grew more and more inaudible.

Mirah Duri hurriedly met Kala Babak and attempted to shake Kala Babak's shoulder. For at that time the king of the jinn bowed his head with an indescribable breath, the body no longer trembled, the smoke vanished, but his black body had turned golden yellow. Seemed vague in view. In fact, the body was apparently untouchable by the hands of student Ki Panut Palipuh.

“Paduka…?! Oh, you're untouchable, sire?!” mirah Duri exclaimed with tension and sadness.

Kala Babak slowly lifted his face in a position still kneeling. His eyes became faint looking at Mirah Duri. Sayu and pathetic, like a person with worms.

“Mirah Duri..” he said very cleanly, heart-wrenching.

“This is the hunch that makes me want to invite you and wear all-white clothes. I.. can't manifest a body anymore. I lost to the Fairy Queen of Afternoon whom I once defeated before she had the style ‘Matahari’ it.”

“Paduka, don't despair! Come, rise! Rise up and chase him, Sire!”

“Free, Mirah Duri. I can't touch anyone anymore. My body has been melted into the supernatural. The only way to be touched and touched is to use my stealth.”

“Ya, yes...Use it! Let me help you, Your Majesty. Come on, use that stealthy aji! Hmmm...my.....I must how this, Your Majesty?”.

“Shut up in front of me, don't pacing like an iron so!” the sad voice was.

Mirah Duri was finally kneeling in front of the king of jinn whose body increasingly seemed to overshadow.

“Mirah Duri, send my greetings to your teacher. Tell this to Ki Panut Palipuh. Find my granddaughter first, remind her that she needs to be careful and do not be persuaded by the seduction of the Fairy Queen Afternoon! She can't marry the Fairy Queen Afternoon.”.

“Ya, yes. I.eh, I…. I will find Pandu Puber and ... and.... what was it?”

“Tell..”.

“Ya, tell! I'll tell you. Oh, my lord, I am so sad! May I cry?”

“My soldiers can't cry!” kala Bopak said firmly but gently impressed, even though it still has a big voice.

“Ba... well, I just cancel my crying event. Then, how?”

“Remember also to Pandu, that I have been transformed into the Sword of Demon and settled on his right foot. That's how I can touch anyone's body and be touched by my granddaughter. Tell Pandu, if he wants to use me in the form of the Demon Sword, have him flap his thigh once, I will come out in the form of a purple glowing sword and he must be ready to catch me, he said, then use with any sword style.”

“Good, I will tell him so, Your Majesty.”

“Explain also, The Demon Sword should not be used to cut his nails. The Demon Sword could cut anything, including steel. And if it hits the opponent's body, then the opponent will die by smiling or laughing. That laugh and smile is mine. There will be no blood on the opponent's body, because the wound will only emit smoke. Beautiful purple smoke is seen by the eyes of people who are not blind. The rest, the greatness will be found by Pandu himself when he uses the Sword of Demon.”

“Ya, i…. I-i understand. Everything I will tell Pandu...”.

“Well, it would be enough to get here our encounter. See you on another occasion. Sayonara!”

Zzzz…

Kala Bopak's body released a hissing sound that made Mirah Duri retreat in fear, thought to turn into a dragon. Suddenly Kala Babak's body turned into a purple refractive light radiating upwards.

Zlap up!

The big light shrunk, sluub…! And on the ground lay a purple radiant sword, the handle of gold, the end of the hilt was a heart-drenched image.

Zuueeess…!

The sword shot itself flying into space, then disappeared from the sight of Mirah Duri's eyes. The girl was still stunned dumbly with her head turned up and eyes unblinking.

“Goodbye, Sire. Hope you don't get lost into a lady's thigh!” speak the mind of Mirah Duri seriously.