Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Devil Valley Skull bag 4

Fifteen years already Rangga lives at the base of Iembah Bangkai. During that time also unknowingly Rangga has been emblazoned with Rajawali Sakti moves. At the age of now stepping on twenty that Rangga began to realize that the movement of the giant eagle is a high-level silat movements.

"I don't think you're an ordinary eagle" muttered Rangga after finishing the third of Rajawali Sakti's flagship series.

The giant bird nodded its head while stretching out its two wings. Rangga understood that the bird was expressing his joy. The rajawali's neck was worn by him lovingly.

At the age of twenty years, Rangga has become a handsome young man. His body is full. Muscles were prominent all over his body that was wrapped in pure white skin.

During those fifteen years, Rangga has mastered three mainstay styles of Rajawali Sakti series. The first is the 'Kawali Claw'. This style relies on the power of the fingers that can turn hard and sharp, as sharp as a sword eye. The second is the 'Rawali Wing Splits Mega'. With this style Rangga can fight in the air without touching the earth. This style relies on the speed of motion of both hands coupled with good internal force.

The third step is, 'Rajawali Swooped to Snatch a Prey'. And now Rangga is studying the fourth style, 'Blow of Death Beak Rajawali'. This move is very dangerous because it is full of tricks. The target is the blood way of the opponent. Actually this Fourth style can only be obtained by people who have perfect inner strength. But thanks to the fifteen years Rangga has eaten magic mushrooms, then he no longer needs to train his inner energy. Fungi that have spread throughout the nervous network can generate pure air that is naturally present in the human body.

"Hey! Where you going?" Shouted Rangga as the white eagle flapped its wings, flying.

Rangga immediately deployed the science of 'Earth Wing Splits Mega' and instantly his body became light, then stepped up. So fast, that in an instant he was on the eagle's back.

"Khaagh...!" the white eagle kept flapping its wings. His flying speed exceeded the dart's delay. For a moment they had reached a place that was still around the Bangkai Valley. Rangga has never been to this place.

"What is this place?" Rangga asked after jumping off the back of the giant bird.

"Kragh!" rajawali stuck his head forward.

Rangga's view followed the bulging of the head of the eagle. His eyes narrowed slightly getting a cave in front of him. Not far on the side of the cave on the right, there is a kind of hut made of wooden branches. The cave is so small that the eagle cannot enter except for its head. But whose hut is that?

The white eagle pushed Rangga's back with its wings. Rather hesitantly Rangga stepped over to the broken hut. He gasped when he saw under the roof of the rumbia hut there was a tomb. It is strange, the state of the tomb is well maintained even though the hut that houses it has been rickety.

Although Rangga did not know whose tomb it was, but still kneeled respectfully. He remembered his parents who had been killed fifteen years ago. Rangga himself does not know where the graves of his own parents. For some time he knelt down and fell beside the tomb.

"Kragh!"

Rangga nodded back. The eagle who was still behind him bowed nodded his head. It seems sad to see this tomb. Rangga approached and hugged the neck of the giant bird. It was as if he wanted to share his feelings with the eagle.

"Whose tak is that?" Rangga whispered.

The white eagle wiggled its head and then stuck out toward the cave. Rangga understood that he was asked to enter the cave.

Without hesitation Rangga's feet stepped into the cave. He was stunned for a moment while in the cave. The condition of the room is not so large but many store items such as necessities like a place to live. On one of the walls, there was a shelf full of books. On his left side, there were various weapons. There are swords, machetes, spears, until the weapons are strange in shape.

Goa was also a storage place for mushrooms commonly eaten Rangga. Surprisingly, the white fungus was the size of a fist that only grew on one wall near the watercourse. Precisely the right wall to the hole to the outside of the cave.

"You want to see too?"

Rangga shifted his body giving the eagle's head a chance to sneak in.

"Kragh!"

"What's wrong with those books?" Ask Rangga.

The white eagle pecked its beak into the sandy floor of the cave. Rangga. He can catch the meaning of this eagle. Hurry near the bookshelf, and take one of the books at the far left.

"Kragh!"

Rangga. Looking at the head, the eagle shook his head several times. Put the book back in its place. He moved to get the book at the far right. The bird's head nodded, and pecked at the floor of the cave again.

Rangga knew that he had to read the book. And it is true, the book turned out to contain pictures of silat style. Some of them have been overrun. But his ingenuity captures that he must deepen again through the book.

"Who do these books have?" Ask Rangga.

The white eagle's head looked back.

"So the owner of the book and all those here, have died? Who the hell is he?"

The beak of the white eagle pecked at the wall of the cave.

"Where's that?"

With his beak the eagle pointed to the right. The roosters follow the direction indicated. He only got a thick, mossy stone wall.

"Kragh!" the white eagle twirled its head several times.

Rangga. He saw that the eagle was still twirling his head. Rangga thought for a moment with a slightly wrinkled forehead and slightly narrowed eyes, then nodded. With a steady step near her that wall. His right hand pushed, but the stone wall did not shift in the slightest.

"Kragh!"

"Alright, I now understand," said Rangga.

Two-act reverse. His attention was on the stone wall. Quickly both of his open palms pushed forward. Instantly, there was also the sound of a powerful explosion, followed by the vibration of the entire wall of the cave.

With wide eyes, Rangga watched the stone wall in front of him shift to the side. The sound of the rock shift caused a rumble, as if the entire wall of the cave was about to collapse. His eyes grew even wider after the stone wall was opened wide.

A rather wide room appeared, along with the cessation of the rumbling sound. A bright light emanated from the fire coming from the center of a stone pit. There was nothing in the room except a stone that resembled an altar. It is located in the middle of the room. A book was lying on it.

Rangga stepped in. Near him was a pitch-black altar stone His hand grabbed the seedy book and opened the first page of the book. Rangga frowned when reading the first page.

Rangga now knows who actually occupied this cave before. He was an unrivalled figure for the space of a hundred years ago. A character who holds the title Rajawali Sakti who for many years poor transverse in the pejilatan jungle. Until finally the figure was isolated at the bottom of the Bangkai Valley.

The shabby book that Rangga took from the altar can indeed tell a lot. Until finally he knew that the large cave that had been his residence for fifteen years was the residence of a giant eagle mount Rajawali Sakti Swordsman. Even the book also tells about the swordsman's lunge during traveling in the martial world.

During his seclusion, it turns out that Pendekar Rajawali Sakti has written all his knowledge into a book. This is what makes Rangga more happy because he also found a book that contains the techniques of Pendekar Rajawali Sakti silat.

Not to mention the satisfaction of his admiration, Rangga was again amazed by a relic of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. A very powerful sword.

The sword emitted a glittering blue radiance, with an eagle-head shaped hilt made of pure gold. The influence of the sword is indeed terrible. Rangga's entire blood flow trembled as he pulled the sword from its sheath. The admiration of Rangga did not stop there. He tried the naked sword on a rock as big as a buffalo. And just one slash alone, the stone shattered into pieces!

"Khraaghk...!"

Rangga turned his head towards Rajawali who had been watching from the mouth of the cave. He immediately put the sword into its sheath. The head of the giant bird nodded while making a deafening sound. Rangga smiled. He knew that the bird was expressing his joy.

The white eagle was happy because Rangga had no significant influence when holding and breaking the heirloom sword. Because not just anyone can do it. If not the soul mate can collapse vomiting blood even though it has not been removed from the sheath.

"Yes, yeah...! Hopefully I can follow in the footsteps of Pendekar Rajawali Sakti," said Rangga memahuti bird's head movements.

"Khraaghk...!" the eagle seemed to welcome the words of Rangga.

It was explained by flapping its wings and flying around in circles. His voice was deafening.

"Rajawali, already! I'm happy too!" shouted Rangga who was already outside the cave.

The bird immediately swooped down in front of Rangga. His head pressed on Rangga's face. Rangga embraced lovingly. He promised in his heart will complete the sciences of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti as well as perfect it.

Suddenly Rangga remembered his mother's father who had been killed. His heart suddenly burned with vengeance. He is determined to find the killer of his parents after mastering the whole science of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. The gloom depicted on Rangga's face was seen by the eagle. Red round eyes stared straight at Rangga's face. Seems to be feeling the pain that hit the heart of this young man.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be sad" said Rangga slowly.

The eagle's head shook slowly. His eyes dim. As if to tell Rangga to bring out all his heart to him.

"I have to avenge the death of my father and mother" said Rangga a little furious.

"Kragh!" the white eagle nodded as if approving of Rangga's words.

"Yes.., yeah. I must also eradicate all forms of evil on this earth.

Rajawali cried out loudly. Rangga's words made his heart happy. In the past his master was also a swordsman who always eradicated evil and helped the weak. Now the Rangga he cared for since childhood also has a noble soul and clean heart. Rajawali is happy to have obtained a replacement for Rajawali Sakti Swordsman who has long died.

One by one the magic moves possessed by the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti perfected it. Time went on until five years had passed. Rangga has now reached the last level of Rajawali Sakti.

Even now Rangga managed to combine the four mainstay moves that were previously very powerful Combination of four mainstay moves was called straight 'Seribu Rajawali'. The awesomeness of knowledge, Rangga like incarnate into an eagle. His speed of movement is incredible. The movement made Rangga like a thousand in number. With this style he can fight on land and in the air without any difficulty.

"Khraaghk...!" the giant eagle cried out loud as Rangga finished his final move.

Rangga looked over and smiled. His sturdy and burly body looked radiant. Sweat drenched his entire body like a jewel in the sun. Rangga smiled satisfied to see the greatness of his last move.

"How, eagles?" Ask Rangga.

"Khaaghk!" Rajawali nodded his head.

"Is there anything less?"

Rajawali shook his head.

"I feel it's time to leave this valley," rather slowly Rangga's voice conveyed that intent.

The giant eagle stared straight at Rang-ga's eyeballs. It's hard to part with this young man. Twenty years they were together and now it's time to separate. Rangga must find the killer of his parents.

"Every time we can meet," said Rangga like understand the feelings of the eagle. Actually he was also heavy to leave this valley. But he must avenge the death of his parents.

The eyes of the eagle are still staring into the eyeballs of Rangga.

"I've mastered the science of 'Siulan Sakti' so I can call you even remotely" said Rangga again.

The eagle nodded its head. It seemed like he had been relieved to hear that Rangga had managed to master the science of 'Siulan Sakti'. With that knowledge they can meet at any time Thus the bond of batjn is more closely intertwined.

"You don't mind if I use the name of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti?" Rangga asked for approval.

"Kragh!" the giant eagle nodded his head in agreement.

"Hopefully the late Swordsman Rajawali Sakti also agreed," muttered Rangga slowly.

Simultaneously, the lightning suddenly struck out several times accompanied by a rumbling sound. The sky was clear at that time. Even the thick fog that usually enveloped the valley was not visible since this morning.

Rangga raised his head. His murmur seemed to be heard by the Almighty. Lightning that snatched accompanied by a rumbling sound like a sign of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti had drizzled into Rangga's body. This means the handsome and dashing young man is entitled to wear the nickname Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

The shock and joy had not yet disappeared, suddenly the bottom of the Bangkai Valley shook violently like an earthquake. Along with that the giant eagle issued a loud voice while flapping its wings, but did not fly. Rangga did not understand this sudden occurrence. He wondered why the bird was suddenly like crazy.

Unanswered what was a question mark in his mind, suddenly the grave land in front of Rangga was uncovered with the sound of a powerful explosion. Rangga jumped back one spear. He was stunned to see the white eagle bend both his legs. His head was bowed in. Both of its wings spread wide covering the grass around it.

Suddenly Rangga was surprised From inside the uncovered grave, blue smoke came rolling out. The longer the higher up into the sky, then vanished along with the appearance of a handsome and dashing-faced man standing on the ground of a large hollow grave.

The white eagle turned to Rangga and then signaled for Rangga to kneel. Although his mind was still wondering, Rangga knelt down He did not know the handsome man.

"I'm sorry, who is Kisanak really?" polite and gentle voice Rangga.

"I'm the Swordsman of Rajawali Sakti" said the handsome man.

"Oh!" Rangga was shocked. Soon he saluted.

"Wake up, young man," said Pendekar Rajawali Sakti slowly authoritative.

Rangga stood up somewhat hesitantly. Again he honors.

"For years I wanted a student who could inherit all my knowledge. Finally, my hope was fulfilled. Although you did not get it from me directly, but I am proud that you can master the whole science of 'Rajawali Sakti'. Even you may be more perfect than me," said Pendekar Rajawali Sakti.

"Please forgive me if this despicable servant happens Iancang," said Rangga with beautiful speech.

All these words were obtained from one of the books contained in the cave.

"There's nothing wrong with you, Rangga. I feel proud. You do deserve the title of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Speak your words and ethics I no longer doubt. Only one still holds my heart."

"Hamba please guide the teacher."

"You can't get rid of the grudge in your heart yet!"

Rangga just bow. He wanted revenge for the death of his parents. His mind had not calmed down if he had not carried out that intention. Rangga remembers well when his parents were murdered in front of his own eyes.

"I can feel your grief, Rangga," said the gentle Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"Hamba please forgive me, Master," said Rangga slowly.

"You're innocent, Rangga. It is the duty of a child to defend the dignity of his parents. You can avenge your parents' death. Only, there's one request of mine."

"What is it, Master?"

"Before you leave this place, it's best to meditate for seven days. Cleanse your soul and body from the worldly passions that can ensnare you to the valley of nothing."

"Good, Teacher. I will carry out all Master's orders."

"Good! The white eagle will accompany you. He'll also show you a good place to meditate."

"Thank you, Teacher."

"Well! From now on you have the right to bear the title of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti that you want!

Simultaneously, suddenly the incarnation of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti disappeared. Instantly the hollow grave was closed again, followed by a thunderous sound accompanied by lightning that snatched away with a flash, the sky was bright again as before.

Rangga saluted once more, then turned to look at the eagle who stood firm. For a moment they looked at each other. The bird's head shook and looked back. Rangga understood his intention Agilely and lightly he jumped up, alighting on the white eagle's back.

"Khraagk...!" Like an arrow released from his bow, the white eagle shot up. In just an instant they had been in the air leaving the Bangkai Valley at the foot of the Camung hill. Rangga looked down. The Valley of Bangkai is like a black line between the vast green tapestries.

"Where are you taking me?" Ask Rangga.

"Khaaghk!" sahut rajawali continues to fly north.

"Where should I meditate?" Ask Rangga again.

"Kragh!" Rajawali's head was nodding.

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Rangga spread his gaze around. This place is the first stepped on after out run Bangkai Valley. A hilly area of rock. There was a tree and without a tree growing there. All around it are only rocks that open.

With the tip of its beak, the white eagle pecked at a large flat stone. Rangga heated the stone, then again circulated his gaze. His eyes stared at the eagle eyeball.

"Here's the place?" Tanya Rangga was not sure.

How is it possible to live in an arid area like this. It was on a rock in the middle of a hill, which was hot during the day, and cold pierced at night. Rangga was sure. Wherever the place is, it must be carried out the decree of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

Exactly the full moon Rangga must start everything. Rangga raised his head. The sun is moving west. Soon night comes, and the full moon falls on this night. Rangga must prepare himself from now on to be together. The final procession is very strenuous in the training of the perfection of a swordsman.

Whatever the weight, Rangga does not care. Heart's steady. There is no meaning of heavy shepherds in the Bangkai Valley if you have to ignore his heart to undergo the final stage of the Rajawali Sakti series of knowledge. One of the most severe stages. Fasting and fasting for seven days and seven nights.

The sun has sunk. Rangga was cross-legged and both of his palms were docked in front of his chest. His head bowed, his attention focused on the eyes of his heart. Mind empty. His whole senses were closed.

Meanwhile, the white eagle languished not far from Rangga. The night continues to spread. The cold started to pierce. But Rangga has shut down the senses related to the outside world. It felt like he was living in another realm.

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