Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab54s. Door Cracks Dimension

The bright rays of the moon decorate above the curtain of the night sky. As if unable to penetrate the dark skin of the forest that Aryo and Jagad are exploring.

The volunteers of the two of them continued to drift increasingly into the forest. Tracing the dark silent befriended, without a single sound of the night animals could be heard. The silence felt so awkward. Not even the moaning of the softeners could be heard in the ears.

"Aaaaarrrrgggh ...!" A long roar was heard again. Accompanied by the vibration of the ground that is quite felt up to the village.

Jagad and Aryo dizzy looking for the origin of the terrible sound. Until a bluish light is seen from a sandal not far from where they are.

"That's like a crack in the shield of the Soft Maize, sir!" jagad said with his panicked face.

"Bad?! How did that door open?" aryo shouted as he darted away towards the dimensional door crack.

Jagad soon followed to the place where Aryo was. Seen some barks containing offerings that have been scattered. Sparks of blood and also pieces of red meat splattered around the joints.

Brugghh ...!

A lifeless corpse suddenly came out from the dimensional crack of the door. With the situation torn and no longer intact. Followed by the figure of a large horned and hairy black creature, poking out from the crack.

His red eyes stared fiercely at Jagad and Aryo who were still there. His long hands kept trying to reach the two of them. Featuring long, blood-soaked nails that are so pointed and sharp.

"He's not out yet!" aryo said when he saw the creature only took out his body to the waist.

"We need to close that door immediately! It could be a woe if this creature fully rises!" reply Corn.

Eve gripped increasingly felt, when the army of dwarf creatures in the form of a human half pig appeared from all directions. Peering out from behind the trees, staring intently at Jagad and Aryo with his red eyes.

The large creature within the dimensional door crack stopped the attack and began chanting a spell, with a language that Aryo did not understand at all. One thing is for sure, it's not just any spell. The negative energy was so pronounced from the spell, making Aryo slightly shudder in horror.

"I've heard that spell!" jagad said as the dwarves began to approach and encircle him.

"Where? You've never even heard of it!" tympano Aryo.

"In the Soft Corn. I remember clearly, there was a demon palace that was preparing a resurrection ritual. If this door opens, then the strongest demons from that place will come out and destroy our realm, sir." The jagad throws an attack on the dwarf creatures who have stayed one step from where they are.

"But only the owners of the Pakugeni can close it back!" said Aryo while looking seriously at Jagad.

"We'll give them back first, sir. We can still lock it temporarily with some heirlooms we have! If we can't, we'll have to call Thunder and Trisnya here." The jagad darted into the dwarf creatures.

The jaw swings its dagger slashing and throwing back invading creatures into the hole of the crack. He also threw energy attacks to make some of them disappear like smoke.

Aryo awakened the golden dragon spear energy in his grasp. He attacked these creatures blindly.

The two of them continued to hover slipping between the towering tall trees. Avoiding every attack from those dwarf creatures. Continuously darting freely threw the strongest attacks, to create a flash of lightning that was so bright and dazzling.

The sky is getting bigger. Accompanied by a strong wind swirling around the forest area and the surrounding villages.

Heru who was guarding Nawang with Handayani, unceasingly chanted prayers. Seeking the protection and safety of the Almighty.

Baemm ...!

Such a loud bang was heard from within the forest. Followed by the vibration of the ground that is back felt.

Handayani is getting restless. He moved from his seat intending to follow to where Aryo and Jagad are.

"Holder, let Heru go. I'm staying here with Nawang!" Heru immediately went to replace Handayani. Following Jagad and Aryo to the heirloom room.

It looks like Jagad and Aryo's body has been soaked with sweat and sweat. Some bluish bruises are also seen at some points. This made Heru a little worried about their safety.

He took both of his mustika, then he put on the grasp of Aryo and Jagad in order to help their tribe to survive.

***

In the forest, the fight continued. The army of dwarf creatures that had previously attacked, had managed to throw them back into the crack hole. Stop thinking about how to throw the horned creature back into the soft jaw, and close the door of the crack again.

Jagad continued to try to attack, but his attack was mental and unable to penetrate the creature. Many times he and his father were thrown away by the backlash from him.

Thanks to Heru's snake mustika energy, their condition always recovered quickly, and grew stronger. Although many times thrown and exposed to energy attacks from the creature, they will always get up and fit again.

The dark sky began to lower its rain, accompanied by the thunderous sound of lightning bolts dancing overhead.

In the residence of Thunder, it is seen that he was tidying up some heirlooms belonging to his late grandfather. His hands stopped when he heard the inner call of the universe. Without waiting for long, he immediately took his cell phone to contact Trisnya.

"Dek, we follow Mas Jagad and Pakde Aryo to the teak forest beside the Clinic. They need help to close the crack of the shield door of the Gentlemen's Corn!" he said without further ado when his phone line was connected.

"Alright, Mas!" tris answered from across the phone.

The two of them immediately gathered joy from their homes. And darted away following to where Jagad and Aryo were.

***

The four of them circled the hole cracks from all sides. Throwing attack after attack alternately until black blood was seen flowing from the creature's large mouth.

"Unite strength!" Seru Jagad's.

Without much talking, his Thunder and Tris immediately drew closer towards the Jagad. They put together Keris Damarwulan with Trisnya's golden scarf and the Thunder Lizard's Ilat dagger.

"Gusti Ingkang Ngareksa

Sadaya Dayaning Dunya's

Nyuwun paring pangestu

Manunggaling aji

Dadio panguat

Humateg ing heirloom

Calebur dadi siji

Ngajur

Angkara lan wrath

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim...."

The spell has been spoken. The golden radiance of fire had enveloped Damarwulan's dagger completely. Thunder with his giant form ran crashing carrying Damarwulan keris who had grown up. By carrying the Jagad perched on his big shoulder. Attacking creatures from the Lelembut's Corn in one heirloom hunusan.

Thunder plugs a crackle in his hand right between the two red eyes of the monstrous creature. Creating a long, thunderous roar that sounded throughout the forest.

Trisnya scratched the sword Pakugeni on one of his fingers. Until fresh blood managed to flow adorning the sword he held. Then he lifted the heirloom aloft while chanting a spell.

"Mawinga winga Pakugeni

Tumancep earth ambyar

Dawuh dumugi kula

Agawa aji pengreksa earth

Mara teka ambyar dadi

The jagad demit jagad manungsa

Dadi pager dadi pamisah...."

His trice shot forward carrying the sword of Pakugeni which had been covered in bluish flames. Just as Thunder pulled Damarwulan's keris from the creature's head, his Tris drew his enlarged sword into the bottom of the earth. Creating a ground vibration so great, when the horned creature roars again loudly as it is absorbed back into the Lelembut Corn. Slowly the crack hole began to close again, leaving behind bones and pieces of human body scattered around it.

"We'll bury them in the morning!" aryo.

After making sure everything was safe, the four of them darted away, returning to their respective bodies. Without realizing it, there was still a pair of red eyes peering out from behind the darkness.

"Khee .. khee .. khee ...! I will never give up on raising my master from that damned place. Wait for my revenge, Kinasih. I'll make sure your descendants are destroyed with the heirlooms you keep. Khee .. khee .. khee ...!" The hoarse voice and its people flowed together with the whirling wind and disappeared in the darkness of the night.

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