Legend of the Ruler Ring

Waiting for the Enemy

“She is too strong”.

Slowly but surely, one by one the black mask suffered a miserable defeat. 3 High-level warriors including silver masks since then have deployed the ultimate style that is proud of but none of it makes Sena hassles.

There was uneasiness on the faces of the silver masks that saw their number now live around 20 people. There was no way and tactic they could muster to deal with Sena's attack and defense of the dark aura. Not only did their moves not work, but their inner strength also eroded little by little.

“What should we do Mr. Bagong”.

One of the black masks approached the Silver Mask. Seeing Bagong's indistinct gestures made most of his subordinates lose their appetite for battle and pleaded with the Silver Mask to order to retreat.

Bagong and the rest of the black mask retreated taking a distance away from Sena. Sena herself just stood staring intently at all the masked warriors in front of her sharply as if preparing to accept all the decisions of the Silver Mask. Clearly, the cold young man would not let a single enemy run away just like that after having dealt with him.

The Silver Mask only smiled wryly looking at

the confidence of the young man in front of him. A cold youth who is capable of crippling

hundreds of his men alone. Even worse, after almost a day

fighting, Sena has not shown any severe injuries and significant fatigue. If he

ordered to retreat, he was not sure he could survive the speed belonging

the cold young man in front of him.

“Too long”.

Sena darted off to attack the remaining black mask troops. The cold young man's impatience made the entire Demon Claw Padepokan back to take the horse to defend and counterattack.

Bagong watched the remaining black masks one by one quickly pressed with an aura of darkness and Sena's movements were hard to guess. It did not take long, finally 2 members of the black mask of the Devil's Claw were left who had sky-level energy directly paced with Sena. The meeting of the moves looks quite tough even though Sena quickly slammed each of her blows into the bodies of 2 people.

“It's time”.

Bagong turned around and exerted his best speed leaving that area of battle. Since then he waited for the moment where Sena was focused on his opponent and this was the right time.

Sena who was still covered in a dark aura certainly had a very sensitive perception. The movement of the silver mask did not escape his sight. There appeared a sense of confidence in his heart recalling some saint-level swordsmen who avoided fighting him.

“Traitor”.

One of the black masks that saw their leader run away grumbled furiously. But at the moment there is nothing he can do. His whole body was unable to move only blood that continued to flow from the corner of the lips accompanied by pain throughout the body.

Sena wasted no time. He deftly pursued Bagong who already looked quite far from his sight. Exerting her Heretical shadow stance, Sena was very confident of being able to catch up with the silver mask despite taking quite a long time.

Before moving, Sena's ring came out accompanying her 2 remaining enemies. After Sena's departure, the heirloom of the ring split in two, one of which immediately shot off attacking the black mask that could still move while the rest easily circled the body of the black mask and destroyed its inner power center.

“Ahkkkkkk”.

it has re-integrated with his finger.

“Si*l, she's fast once”.

Bagong briefly turned around and saw the silhouette of the young man who was enveloped in darkness. He just kept swearing at the thought of his subordinates who could not hold Sena longer at least until the night got late.

The intensity of the light that is getting thinner does not make Sena's vision reduced to lock the movement of Bagong's. His current body condition began to decline due to fighting without pause at a very long time

longtime. Only the aura of darkness in his body was continuously flowing profound energy to fill his center that since then should have been depleted.

Seeing the distance getting smaller, Sena took two rings to attack Bagong. Sensing the movement of the weapon behind him, Bagong dodged with his legs in the air. It did not stop, because now appeared a large ring back attacked him from the front.

The silver mask could not escape any longer, so it was forced to hold the large ring together by crossing both arms.

“Bukkkk”.

The Silver Mask was thrown quite far away. Both of his arms were numb from the impact. Not stopping there, the large ring quickly absorbed the inner energy released by Bagong.

“This is more difficult”.

Bagong looked at Sena with a clear look. The young man in front of him was terrifying with a dark aura that was flaring like black flames around his body. Not to mention, the 3 large rings continued to spin in front of him. Just this time he saw someone as terrifying as Nyai Genggong in his life. Almost 30 years Bagong became the head of a medium black flow padepokan, but never witnessed such frightening abilities as Sena.

“I give up”.

Bagong raised both his hands. But Sena did not respond to Bagong's statement. The silver mask smiled weakly with the cold and lazy speech that the opponent had

ahead of him.

Sena did not care about the mimic and motion of Bagong's. The three rings moved in unison, followed by the slashing of dozens of dark aura arms to paralyze Bagong. There was no word in Sena's mind when she entered the battle arena.

The silver mask let out a long sigh seeing dozens of attacks aimed at him. Unable to escape and unsure to win the battle made Bagong look resigned to resist the onslaught of Sena's attack. The silver mask only hoped that the other Demon Claw Rides could come faster to help him.

One by one the wounds began to nest in Bagong's body. The ability that Bagong has is actually very impressive but because of the greatness of Sena's ring heirloom in guessing the movement of Bagong made the entire effort of the silver mask to approach Sena unrealized as expected.

It took quite a long time until Bagong really fell down due to fatigue in fighting. Fighting against the darkness Aura and the big ring was precisely getting him exhausted quickly. The current Sena might be a swordsman capable of fighting for long periods of time as long as it still had an heirloom ring and an aura of darkness.

Sena inserted the ring heirloom on her finger, as well as the aura of darkness that returned to her body. His entire body was in pain after going through this long fight. I don't know how many times the aura of darkness replenished the energy in his body, which obviously had an effect on the pain he was currently receiving.

It could have been while in a long battle he used the Heavenly Rage breathing technique to fill his inner power center but it was certainly not as fast as the energy intake from the darkness aura.

“I have to wait for other enemies”. Sena muttered in her heart while holding her chest that looked deflated.