Legend of the Ruler Ring

Nyai Genggong's

In a room that looked sinister, sat an old woman with a sharp gaze. In front of him lined up the Swordsman wearing a mask. Yet no one wearing a black mask was often seen attacking the White Stream Padepokan, Only a gold and silver colored mask.

The old woman sitting on the black chair had the nickname demonic woman because of her temperament and her actions in making chaos and killing. With great strength and strong subordinates, the confidence of the demon woman whose real name is Nyai Genggong is increasingly peaked to rule the land of Kumbara.

He was impatient to spill blood on the ground that had experienced peace long enough. His smile looked sinister and made his subordinates shudder in horror.

“We wait for the results of the Wikrama trip, then we do a big war”

Nyai Genggong laughed like a demon while his subordinates only smiled inwardly not daring to let out his voice in front of the demonic woman who had the high temperament.

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Anargaya immediately approached the Silver Mask who was pressing one of the Padepokan leaders in Taruma City. The Silver Mask who was now his opponent was very surprised by Anargaya's arrival, they thought there was no way Anargaya could defeat the strongest silver mask among the three of them.

However his two opponents now did not let him turn his head to stare at the other opponent's fighting side. The 2-on-1 battle now began to look balanced, but because of the more diverse attack patterns Anargaya finally managed to give a stab to the right chest of the Silver Mask.

He grimaces in pain. He initially smiled because he was able to urge his opponent easily but the presence of Anargaya who had almost equal ability to him made the fight unbalanced. The two Padepokan leaders were excited to continue to attack seeing his opponent was unable to move his right hand.

After dozens of moves finally chain friend Anargaya managed to wrapped around the body of the Silver Mask. Anargaya who was behind the Silver Mask gave a final attack, where his keris had lodged in the heart of the silver mask. The death of one Silver Mask brought fresh breeze to the City side

Taruma and his allies. The shout of encouragement resounded again regarding

death of the Silver Mask, to add to the fighting spirit of the soldiers and warriors of Taruma City who heard it.

“Your Anargaya chief could greatly kill two Silver”” Masks

The head of the white stream called Hastungkara approached Anargaya. However Anargaya smiled wryly wanting to give an explanation but at this time the battlefield did not let him waste time on gleaming tongue.

“Let's talk about it, we'd better look for another Silver Mask”

The two Chiefs of Padepokan immediately ran in search of the last Silver Mask that was very mingling if the longer life on the terrain

battle . They knew very well the Silver Mask ability that they could not knock out if it was a one-on-one duel. While running the two of them worked together to slaughter the black mask mask that was still wandering around like ants.

The Golden Mask named Wikrama was angry not kepalang know the death of the Silver Mask on the other side of this war area. But what annoyed him the most was the red-robed Youth in front of him. Never in his life was even his dream, a boy invited him to fight.

His anger at the defeat of his subordinates would not be comparable to the humiliation that lay before his eyes. The explosion of energy in the body of Wikrama makes the aura of Pendekar Sucinya spread throughout the war even to the body of Sena which has been shrouded in the aura of darkness.

“Si*al, its strength is at least the same as that mustachioed man”

Sena smiled wryly considering her fight with Tumenggung Raharja. At that time he was not even sure he could scratch the armor of Tumenggung Raharja who had the same inner power as the masked swordsman in front of him.

An emotional Wikrama immediately attacked Sena with both knives in her hand. Sena forced her entire dark aura out of her body, with a slight delay she dodged the Wikrama's black blade slash.

The knife is black in color. Wikrama seemed to be smiling because after a few moves she managed to scratch Sena's stomach. Sena tries to back down but Wikrama follows wherever Sena goes.

Even though the aura of darkness continues to try to catch the body Wikrama but it seems Wikrama is able to avoid it all, as if it has eyes all over its body. Sena now looks different, her mind tense to find a gap to tackle Wikrama.

If normally the young man enjoyed his fight, he currently felt that he was having a life-and-death fight. Dozens of dangling arms tried to attack Wikrama from afar but Wikrama shied away from the encirclement of the arm even Sena was surprised to see Wikrama easily cut through the aura of darkness like cutting meat.

Wikrama continued to approach and managed to give a kick back to the stomach of Sena who had been hit by a knife. Sena was thrown with a bloody mouth. Both of his hands held onto his stomach which continued to bleed.

“your ability is very great easy child, if you want to promise to join the Devil's Claw Padepokan then your life will be forgiven”.

Wikrama is very angry with Sena's actions but seeing Sena's ability, he believes Nyai Genggong will gladly accept Sena to be his subordinate. Sena just smiled, the aura of darkness re-expressed her abilities. The wound in Sena's abdomen was seen closing slowly although not as fast as usual because the wound from the Sacred Swordsman had more severe damage.

Wikrama is shocked by Sena's body regeneration. Never had he seen or known anything beyond Human logic like the rapid healing of the body seen in front of him. Sena slowly stood up, he was really troubled by the speed and movement of Wikrama above

his ability.

‘’If you attack means you reject my offer and prepare to lose your life”.

Wikrama is still making a final offer to Sena . The more the fight, Wikrama is more amazed by all the abilities of Sena who even surpasses All Silver Mask in the Devil's Claw. But his hope was dashed when he saw Sena again darting forward with dozens of arms formed from the darkness aura on his body.

Wikrama does not want to underestimate the young man in front of him. All his abilities will be put in place to end this war as soon as possible before the royal reinforcements arrive.

A major exchange began between Sena and Wikrama. Everyone who was near them immediately moved away to avoid the impact of the powerful attack from the two Swordsmen.

Their battle area was expanding and the speed of movement they were doing could not be followed by the eyes of the Sky-level Swordsmen downwards.

This battle is the decisive victory in this war. Although they did not know much about Sena's identity, their hope rested entirely on the red-robed young man.

Sena continued to try to withstand the onslaught of Wikrama with her dark aura but only this time did she feel that her fierce dark aura was easily evaded and slashed by her opponent. Sena grew increasingly tense and re-hit the knife slash on his back though not too deep. The aura of fretfulness was now trying to wrap the wound up and heal it, but I don't know

why did Sena fall to her knees holding onto the part of her stomach that had previously been healed

from the Wikrama knife. Slowly Sena's eyes darkened and her body went limp.

“Hahahaha although your body is able to heal wounds but poison is another thing”.

Wikrama laughed cynically while licking the tip of the knife that was still dripping blood.