Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Prahara Girl Tumba Bag. 2

Passing the fifth two students Padepokan Pasir Batang increasingly desperate. Their level of intelligence is indeed far below that of the King of Gods Angkara. Rangga, who had been watching their fight, could confirm that in two or three more moves, Sawung Bulu and Badara could be defeated.

Rangga's guess is correct. Two moves in progress, Badara screamed loudly. His body was parched, blood pouring down from his torn chest. Badara had not had time to control himself, a hard kick hit his head. No wonder, Badara fell, his head broke.

"Cruel! The devil!" growled Sawung Bulu when he saw the only son Ki Gandara killed.

At the moment when Sawung Bulu was off guard, suddenly a hard kick landed on his chest. The main student of Padepokan Pasir Batang was stranded two fathoms. His chest felt tight, his eyes twitching. Sawung Bulu has not been able to adjust the position, suddenly one of the opponents lunged with the unsheathed spear tip.

Sawung Bulu who was already helpless, only resignedly accepted fate. The attack of the man in black clothes was extremely fast. And when the tip of the spear had been at the end of the hair again splitting the chest of Sawung Bulu, a shadow suddenly flashed quickly snatched the main disciple of the Pasir Batang Padepokan.

Sawung Bulu's body just vanished. The spear that was about to split his chest broke through the empty place. This made the four people dressed in all black shocked. They look at each other

"Lizard! Who would dare mess with the King of Gods Angkara!" sniped one of them.

There is no law at all. Their eyes circled around. There was no one in this restaurant. Only the chair table alone looks messy is not necessarily the direction.

"Huh! The head of Pasir Batang Village must be in charge!" snort that guy again.

"We should immediately report this to the King of the Gods Angkara," another word suggested.

"All right! Let's go!"

Four of the Angkara God King's men quickly cheated. In a blink of an eye they could no longer see his shadow. The restaurant is back empty. There was no one else there except for Badara's corpse which was lying in a bath of blood.

In a short time, Ki Gandara appeared followed by the leaders of Pasir Batang Village and some residents at the restaurant door. Ki Gandara looked surprised to see his son lying with his head broken. Sangkala, Bagaspata, Rawusangkan, and the other two people, like locked his mouth. They were very surprised to see Badara's corpse and two pitch-black spears still stuck in the middle of the table and on the ground near Badara's body.

"Where is the Feather Saw?" suddenly Sangkala remembered his nephew

"So it was here, Gusti," replied a resident who was also in this tavern. Stuttering words.

Sangkala's face turned red on the. His eyes wildly crawled around him. There's no sign of Sawung Bulu around here. Meanwhile Ki Gandara examined the body of his son. It seemed as if her two teary eyes were holding back tears.

"Who did this?" ask Sangkala to the residents who answered earlier.

"People of the King of the Gods Angkara, Gusti," said the resident again.

"How many are they?" ask Bagaspati.

"Four all wearing masks"

"Then, which one of you saw Sawung Bulu?" ask Rawusangkan.

His eyes stared one by one the residents who had gathered in front of the shop. Nobody opens their mouth. Their heads slowly bowed. Indeed no one saw, where Sawung Bulu went. Moreover, seeing the departure of four members of King God Angkara who so quickly darted.

They are indeed only ordinary residents who are lay against the science of Ki Gandara standing. His eyes crawled the five village leaders, then looked at the one face of the villagers of Pasir Batang Village who were bowed. A moment the great teacher of Padepokan Pasir Batang took a deep breath. His hand beckoned to his disciples to lift Badara's corpse. Soon four disciples of Pasir Batang moved

"What we've been worried about all this time has come true" Ki Gandara's voice softly muttered.

"I'm sorry for my son, Ki," said Sangkala regretting Sawung Bulu's actions.

"Nothing to forgive. Everything has happened. Whether the time is right, disaster will come to this village," Ki Gandara's voice was still soft.

"I am the one who will represent apologizing to the King of Gods Angkara," Sangkala said feeling responsible.

"Just be free, Sangkala. The King of Gods Angkara did not look at one or two people. Now all we have to take responsibility is all of us."

All are silent. The pale faces are clearly drawn. Everyone understood the meaning of Ki Gandara's words. In time, Pasir Batang village will disappear like Kenanga Village. The fight has been opened. The first victim has fallen. They are waiting for fate. Sangkala regretted himself for not being able to muffle the blood of his young nephew. It's all too late now.

Inevitably the entire population of Pasir Batang Village must face the group of King God Angkara. The destruction was in the eyes of the entire population. It seems that at this time life has disappeared from the body. One by one they stepped away with their faces down. There is no spirit of life. It seems like just waiting for the death angel to come to Pasir Batang Village.

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The night has just come. The state of Pasir Batang Village is really like death. No one left the house. They fear death first. Meanwhile, in one of the rooms of the Village Chief's house, Dewi Purmita was crying in her mother's arms. Ki Brajananta could only stand with a gloomy face. The incident this morning has made the entire population of Pasir Batang Village desperate. It is very regrettable Ki Brajananta.

"Already, Purmita. Everything has happened, there is no need to cry anymore." softly his mother's voice.

Goddess Purmita raised her head. His whole face was soaked with tears. Momentarily looked at his mother's face, then turned to his father.

"Has Kakang Sawung Bulu been found. Daddy?" tanya Dewi Punnita.

"Not yet" said Ki Brajananta slowly.

"Why Kakang Sawung Bulu to do that decade?"

"He does not want you to be made a sacrifice, my son," Subragen replied

Goddess Purmita looked at her mother, then embraced her middle-aged mother. He knew he would be made a sacrifice. All that has been said to Sawung Bulu. Obviously Sawung Bulu did not feel willing his lover to be a victim. The discrepancy has been proven by this morning.

"I am willing to be made an offering, as long as the villagers live in peace. "the more subtle the voice of Goddess Purmita.

"Purmita, my son..," Sutiragen was moved to hear.

"Preferably I'm sending an emissary to apologize for this morning's incident. I am willing to be a victim in time" said Dewi Purmita, wiping away her tears.

Ki Brajananta can't say another word. Mouth locked. He just stood staring at his daughter. In her little heart, she did not want her daughter to be the offering. But he can't argue anymore. The lives of the entire village are at stake. He clearly had to accept his fate.

Goddess Purmita is like that. Resignedly. For him, life is no longer useful. Moreover, Sawung Bulu until now vanished without being found where the jungle. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. All eyes turned towards the closed door. Ki Brajananta stepped up and immediately opened it. I thought an old woman was knocking.

"Guests have come, Gusti," said the old woman bowing respectfully Ki Brajananta looked at Goddess Purmita for a while, then stepped outside. His steps looked lethargic towards the pendopo room. In that room, Ki Gandara, Sangkala, Bagaspati, Rawusangkan, Wratama, and Paralaya, were waiting. They stood up as Ki Brajananta appeared.

"Please sit down" Ki Brajananta said as he sat down.

Six leaders of Pasir Batang Village together sat around a marble table. A moment of silence. No one opened their voices first. Their eyes all looked at the gloomy-looking Village Chief with no passion.

"Have you heard about Sawung Bulu?" ki Brajananta asked breaking the silence.

"Not yet" said Wiratama who was assigned to find Sawung Bulu

"What is impossible is Sawung Bulu brought to..." Paralaya did not continue his sentence.

"No!" selak Sangkala Fast "The King of Gods Angkara never brought a male victim to his lair."

"According to the owner of the shop and Mr. Bolang, this morning our village had the arrival of a traveler" Rawusangkan said.

"Wanderer...?" Ki Gandara frowned. "You ask her character?"

"Yes" answered Rawusangkan.

"How's the mark? ask Sangkala.

"The man is young, his skin is yellow. There was a sword with a carved bird's head on its back," Rawusangkan tried to mention the characteristics of the wanderer.

"Wear a vest?" guess Ki Gandara's.

"True, Ki" said Rawusangkan quickly.

"It's not wrong anymore" muttered Ki Gandara.

All eyes looked at Ki Gandara

"Ki Gandara knows him?" ask Ki Brajananta.

"From its characteristics is similar to the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti," Ki Gandara's voice soft as less sure.

"Broker Rajawali Sakti...?!" almost all of them called that name.

Who does not know the name of Pendekar Rajawali Sakti? A new powerful figure appeared, but it had already stirred up the entire martial jungle. It is not just white people who feel sad and amazed. Even black people are reluctant to face him. There have been many black figures who died at the hands of this swordsman. The Rajawali Sakti series is very difficult to find a match in this era.

"Was he at the store that morning, Rawusangkan?" ask Ki Gandara.

"Right, Ki." said Rawuskan quickly

"Hm.., it is not impossible that he helped Sawung Bulu," muttered Ki Gandara.

For a moment the atmosphere went back to quiet. Everything in it is centered on the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti who appeared in this Pasir Batang Village. The sudden appearance, when all the leaders and villagers were gripped by anxiety. Sangkala who had since noticed the great teacher Padepokan Pasir Batang saw there was a little light in Ki Gandara's eyes. In Sangkala's heart also hopes Ki Gandara's conjecture is true. He loved his nephew very much. Since childhood Sawung Bulu treated and educated at Padepokan Pasir Batang with Ki Gandara.

When they were fervent with their respective minds suddenly heard a frenzied voice outside. Ki Brajananta immediately stood up and stepped outside. Ki Gandara and the others followed from behind and how stunned they were when they saw the corpses lying in the front yard of the village chief's house.

The bodies are the guards of this house. They were slaughtered by people dressed in all black. And now Ki Brajananta and the others, shocked by the presence of a young man who was fighting against four people dressed all in black. A fast fight accompanied by high-level martial arts, making it difficult for people there to recognize who the young man was.

"Who is he, Ki?" asked Rawusangkan who was standing beside Ki Gandara.

"Looks like him.., Swordsman Rajawali Sakti," said Ki Gandara hesitated.

"Then, we have to help her, Ki!" ki Brajananta.

"Don't!" Ki Gandara instantly prevented the sighted Wratama and Paralaya from moving

They immediately abandoned their intentions.

"He doesn't need to be helped and can handle it on his own" Ki Gandara said.

His eyes did not watch the fight. As soon as Ki Gandara finished saying, suddenly a long scream was heard followed by the collapse of a man dressed all in black. Then followed another person who suddenly chanted upwards accompanied by a heartbreaking scream, then collapsed not waking up again. His head was crushed when it hit the earth. Two more people were still alive, slashing back as far as two spears.

Now it was clear, who was the young man who fought against four people who seemed to be the men of the King of Gods Angkara. Ki Gandara is not missing. The young man is the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti who has dropped two opponents with the style of 'Kawali Claw'.

"It is even more fatal if you are still disturbing this Pasir Batang Village!" firmly and loudly the voice of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"Damn! You should stop!"

They fought back. The two men dressed in all black who were still left were now attacking more quickly and dangerously.

Now Pendekar Rajawali Sakti deployed the 'Earwali Wing Splits Mega' style'. His body became light with both feet no longer treading the ground. The young warrior controls himself so as not to float too high. Only his two hands moved quickly to shake towards the deadly parts of the opponent's body.

"Revelation, chief!" shouted Rangga or Pendekar Rajawali Sakti suddenly.

His right hand had robbed the head of one of his opponents. The person was surprised, quickly pulled his head back. Unexpectedly at all, Rangga's hand quickly rotated direction and instantly shook towards the stomach

"Aach...!" the man screamed in pain.

The flickering of Rangga's right hand tore his stomach, so that his intestines scattered out. For a moment, the man was able to survive. And when Rangga's feet landed on the chest of the man, his merciless body again lashed and collapsed to the ground. Die. Blood gushed profusely from his stomach that gaped wide.

Seeing his friend dead, the rest of the people who lived there escaped. Rangga did not try to chase after that person. He just stood watching the corpses that were covered in blood baths. Ten corpses of guards were stretched out in no direction at that place.

Swordsman Rajawali Sakti turned his head when his ears heard footsteps approaching. They are seven people. The two people walking in front seemed to be older than the others.

"It is unexpected, sir is pleased to stop in our village," said Ki Brajananta after standing in front of Rangga.

"I'm sorry if my arrival bothers you gentlemen," Rangga bowed respectfully

"No, not at all. Precisely the arrival of the Master of Swordsman is very much needed," said Ki Gandara happy with the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti in this village

"If Mr. Pendekar doesn't mind, stop for a while in my hut" said Ki Brajananta.

"Thank you" Rangga refused.

"We will be happy if Mr. Pendekar is willing to help the residents of Pasir Batang Village" Sangkala said.

Rangga. His eyes scanned one by one the faces in front of him, then smilingly nodded.

Soon Ki Brajananta invited the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti to enter his house. Rangga walks flanked by Ki Brajananta and Ki Gandara. While Sangkala and others take care of the bodies to be buried immediately.

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"What's in this village?" asked Rangga after sitting facing the marble table.

Ki Brajananta who was sitting right in front of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was staring at Ki Gandara. This Great Master of Pasir Batang Master understood the gaze of the village chief. A moment of deep breathing.

"Actually it is not only Pasir Batang Village that has been hit by disasters like this. Other villages around the slopes of Mount Balakambang also suffered the same fate. This incident has been around for ten years. And no one can escape from the clutches of the King of Gods Angkara, "the slow but clear voice of Ki Gandara.

"Who is the King of Angkara?" ask Rangga.

"He was a powerful figure who was hard to find a match for. Every seven full moons, we are required to hand over a sacrificial offering in the form of a teenage girl" said Ki Brajananta.

"In addition, we are also required to give a very entangling tribute" continued Ki Gandara.

"They are cruel. One man dared to resist, as a result of which one village was destroyed. We do not want to suffer the same fate as Kenanga Village. But, it's too late. One of our children has opened the door of contention. We don't know what else to do. The King of Gods Angkara will definitely earth the charred village," said Ki Brajananta.

Rangga nodded his head. His knight soul soon arose seeing the tribulation. His ears could not hear the screams of oppression. His short blood immediately boiled.

"When was the show done?" ask Rangga.

"Six more days" replied Ki Brajananta.

"Hm, six more days. Not a long time," murmured Rangga.

This Rajawali Sakti warrior actually already knows it through the science of 'Sound-Beverage'. But he did not want to be said presumptuous because he had eavesdropped on other people's conversations. So this question is just for fun.

"Now there is no need for offering sacrifices because the opposition has been opened. Pasir Batang Village will be destroyed, and the girls will be brought by King God Angkara. All the men, parents, and children will be killed" Ki Brajananta was like complaining of despair.

Rangga looked at the village head sharply. Really dead he didn't think it would be that bad.

"The victims have begun to fall. And for these six days the casualties will continue, until the whole village is slaughtered," Ki Brajananta again complained.

"It won't happen, Ki," firmly Rangga's voice sounded.

Ki Brajananta raised his head. There was a glimmer of hope gleam from his eyes. Ki Gandara was smiling. He believes that the big name Pendekar Rajawali Sakti is not an empty name.

"Until the full moon, I will stay in Pasir Batang Village. Hopefully, the Almighty will be willing to protect all the villagers," Rangga said again.

"Ah, how glad we heard it. For a long time we had hoped to be free from the grip of the devil," said Ki Brajananta.

Rangga smiled faintly, then got up to his feet.

"Where are you going, Mr Swordsman?" ki Brajananta asked to see Rangga standing up.

"See the situation," said Rangga continued to step.

Ki Brajananta and Ki Gandara followed. They cross paths with Sangkala who is about to enter.

"Sangkala, accompany Mr. Pendekar to see the state of the village" said Ki Gandara.

"Well, Ki," Sangkala smiled as she nodded.

"Thank you," said Rangga just keep going.

Sangkala walked beside Pendekar Rajawali Sakti. They crossed the courtyard of the village head house, then along the main road of Pasir Batang Village. As far as leaving the village chief's house, no one had spoken yet.

"Where exactly are you going, sir?" sangkala asked to open the conversation respectfully and politely.

Rangga stopped his steps. He turned to face Sangkala. His ears are itchy when called master. Rangga patted the shoulder of a man whose age was not much different from his. It's just that Sangkala's face is filled with sideburns and bushy whiskers, making it look older than its actual age.

"Well, you call me Rangga" said Rangga.

"Ah, where dare I...."

"I'm just a poor wanderer. It is not appropriate to call master," quickly Rangga cut

"Well, if that.., uh! You want that."

"Well, if that's better. Oh, ja. What should I call you with?"

"Enough Sangkala."

"Alright, Sangkala. Do you know where the King of the Gods Angkara is?" asked Rangga again continued his steps.

"I don't know exactly. But according to the news he lived at the top of Mount Balakambang," replied Sangkala.

"Have anyone been there?"

"No. No one dared to go to the top. The residents who are looking for firewood, only up the slopes only. It didn't even dare to go into the forest."

"You've met the man."

"Nobody has ever seen the King of the Gods Angkara. But the average person has enough intelligence. I guess, ten people like me have not been able to match one of them," Sangkala was humble.

"Then, why would the King of Gods Angkara ask for a girl's sacrifice?" ask Rangga again. His lips smiled hearing Sangkala's humility.

"Come on," Sangkala said. "Each offering was taken by the minions of the King of Gods Angkara, and then taken to the top of Mount Balakambang. No one knows what their fate is. During this time the girls who were made victims no one returned alive. His body was never found again."

"How many people are their group?"

"Not sure. Clearly, every seven full moons they come with a total of ten people. No less and no more."

"They always wear black?"

"really. That's their feature. No one can recognize his face for always wearing a black mask."

Rangga nodded his head. His forehead was furrowed deeply, indicating that he was thinking hard. The description of Sangkala is not much different from what Ki Brajananta and Ki Gandara said. But all is still confusing because there is no definite bright spot to face the group of the King of Gods Angkara.

"Where do you live?" ask Rangga.

"In Padepokan Pasir Batang," said Sangkala.

"Family married?"

Sangkala nodded, blushing.

"You should just go home, of course your wife has been waiting since," said Rangga.

"But..," Sangkala became confused. There is no way Rangga is left alone. Ki Gandara's orders did not dare to be ignored.

"It's enough that I look around the state of this village. It's late anyway. I will tell your teacher later," said Rangga could understand Sangkala's concern.

"Alright then," said Sangkala pleased. He was tired and sleepy and again, since then his mind was always on the child and his wife who was certainly waiting anxiously.

Rangga patted Sangkala's shoulder before passing on his steps again. Sangkala briefly stood still in his place, then rushed back to the clutch. Fast, want to get home soon.

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