Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Prahara Girl Tumba Bag. 5

Rangga woke up when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching the mouth of the cave. Hurry up he jumped closer to the mouth of the cave. His hands revealed a little shrub that covered the mouth of this little cave.

"Fur Swamp. Huh, who do I think?" grunts Rangga.

Sawung Bulu fluttered the bush and then stepped inside. He was shocked to see Rangga standing behind the wall of the cave mouth. He threw two rabbits near a small bonfire.

"Morning already got rabbits," said Rangga somewhat muttering.

"I think it's enough to eat the three of us," said Sawung Bulu continued to step.

Rangga turned to Melati who seemed to have woken up. The woman was still rubbed, only the neck up could be moved. The influence of totokan Pendekar Rajawali Sakti is so strong, that it cannot be separated if not helped by others.

Near the campfire, Sawung Bulu is now busy skinning his hunting rabbits, and roasting them on the fire. The smell of roasted rabbit meat began to smell, making the stomach ask to be filled immediately. Rangga stepped closer to Melati, then sat down beside the woman.

"I'm sure your stomach must be hungry" said Rangga.

"Oh!" Melati just snorted sneering.

Rangga just smiled, then got up close to Sawung Bulu. The fragrant smell of roasted rabbit meat makes his stomach so impatient. Rangga plucked the meat that was ripe. Sawung Bulu brought it to Melati.

"From last night your stomach hasn't been filled. Nih...," Sawung Bulu thrust a piece of cooked meat.

But Melati just glanced. How could it possibly eat in such a stifled state? His stomach was indeed very hungry, but the influence of the demon who controlled his soul preferred to be hungry rather than receive the goodness of the Feather Sawung.

Sawung Bulu turned to Rangga who was enjoying his morning meal. The light of his eyes implied that Rangga wanted to free the tootokan on Melati's body.

"Here it is, he will not die if only two three days do not eat," said Rangga like knowing the meaning of Sawung Bulu's gaze.

Sawung Bulu dipped a little rabbit meat, then fed it into the mouth of Melati. But the woman threw her face to the side. His eyes were emitting a great hatred. Sawung Bulu only shook his head. His shoulders lifted a little Then he ate the roast himself.

Actually Sawung Bulu felt sorry to see Melati tormented like that. But he did not dare to shake the tootokan on his body. Under the current circumstances, jasmine is very dangerous when regardless of the influence of totokan.

"You must know Wratama very well," said Rangga who suddenly remembered the incident last night at the diner as well as the place of the inn.

"Wratama...? Of course I know. What's wrong with her?" tanya Sawung Bulu's.

"There's nothing. I just want to know his position in Pasir Batang Village."

"Wratama Ki Brajananta's confidant. His position is no different from the vice village chief," Sawung Bulu explained.

"He is also a student of Pasir Batang Padepokan?"

"No. Wratama was once a royal courtier. For some reason he went out, then studied the science of magic to a hermit in Gunung Kidul. He came to Pasir Batang Village about eleven years ago."

"Is his family there?"

"Wratama is Ki Brajananta's nephew. His father is the younger cousin of Ki Brajananta who used to also serve as the Head of Pasir Batang Village."

"Hm, do you know the name of the hermit?" ask Rangga.

"If it is not wrong its name is Eyang Parang Jati. He died the day after Wratama left him. Said he died after lowering all his skin on Wratama who became the sole heir."

"You know, where's the intelligence level?" ask Rangga again. He is increasingly interested in knowing the background of Wratama's life.

"Unfortunately, I've never seen Wratama use his knowledge. It's like he doesn't have any intelligence."

Rangga nodded for a moment. Indeed, it seems that Wratama is just like ordinary people who are lay against the science of canuragan or the sciences of magic. His attitude and manner were calm, and did not say much. Wratama was like a weak young man who used to live like a spoiled prince surrounded by dozens of bodyguards. His appearance is neat and perlente.

Indeed, no one can suspect that Wratama has the science of canuragan and magic. Everyone thought he was a weak young man. Rangga himself initially thought so But everything was extinct after seeing it directly Wratama is exerting the science of body lightening. The question now is, what does Wratama have to do with the King of Gods Angkara?

"I'll be out for a while" said Rangga while rising to his feet.

"You're here, remember don't try to free him from my tootokan."

Sawung Bulu only nodded He already fully believed in the abilities of this Heavenly Swordsman Not even a hint of doubt in his heart.

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Rangga menbabap from behind the walls of the house to the walls of other houses. His movements were quick and light without the slightest sound. For a moment it was seen behind the wall of the house Wratama. His eyes were watching his surroundings. The surroundings seem lonely. The sun has sunk in the western hemisphere. The moon that replaced it only peeked slightly behind the black clouds. Rangga bounces into space. Twice the salt, then slumped towards the roof.

"Uts!"

Rangga again bounces into the air when the tip of his foot will tread the roof. A silvery ray rushed through the roof. When Rangga was still in the air, the return of the silvery rays shot down threatening him. Five glints of silvery rays slid down a streak of Rangga clumped in the air avoiding the silvery rays around his body. His flashing hands quickly caught a single ray, then quickly slumped onto the roof.

"Silver mermaid..," he sis Rangga once knew a small mermaid was in his grasp.

It turned out that the silver mermaid was a secret weapon. Rangga salted in the air avoiding the silvery rays around his body. His hands flashed quickly catching one of the rays.

"Silver merfolk!" hiss Rangga so knew a small mermaid was in his grasp of pure silver.

Rangga circulated the vision around him. It crawled the darkness that enveloped the surroundings. At first glance he saw a dark-colored clothed body twinkling among the trees. Rangga quickly jumped down towards the body figure that flashed. So fast Pendekar Rajawali Sakti slumped, knew it was in front of the person.

"The wratama!" rangga Sentak.

The dark-clothed man was indeed Wratama. He looked surprised when he saw the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was already standing in the way. Suddenly his hand moved quickly, and two silvery rays flashed towards Rangga

Taps! Taps!

Rangga moved his hand quickly. Two silvery rays again shot back towards the owner. Wratama jumped to avoid his own weapon. The two silver merfolk slumped past the lower end of his feet, and stuck into the tree behind him.

Rajawali Sakti Swordsman throw that exerts energy in a terrible make the tree stuck in a reggery split in two. Rumbling sounds rang out from the tree that was split open like it was being split by an axe. Trees also fell. Wratama who did not expect it would be as great as the counterattack of the Swordsman Rajawab Sakti, just gasped.

"Hm, apparently the name of the great Swordsman Rajawali Sakti is just an empty name!" wratama's cynical voice was full of tones of ridicule.

"You deserve to be a stage person, Wratama. Very good your skit," Rangga replied mockingly.

"He he he...!" Wratama laughed.

"Laugh at your heart. Tonight your rotten guise will be of no use to you!" it felt cold, Rangga's voice.

"Great..! Your threat is really great to scare a snot boy. I can't believe a lowly vagrant would dare to wear the name of a great swordsman. He he he.... You think by using the name of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti I will be daunted? The Thousand Swordsman Rajawali Sakti came here, I will not take a single step back!"

Sreth! Suddenly Wratama took out a small spear from behind his shirt. A pitch-black spear with a red pointed tip. From the tip of the spear it emanated a beam like a fire that was ready to burn anything that was hit.

He moved his feet back one step. In the distance of about three spear rods alone already felt the prestige of the spear. The heat emits heat that stings the skin until it penetrates directly into the bone.

"Hhh, just look at my weapon pump you've been horrified, you crazy swordsman!" grunts Wratama mocking

Rangga just smiled. Immediately deployed the opening style of 'Kakar Rajawali'. Instantly his fingers expanded hard and stiff. Along with that, Rangga also exerted pure air that was channeled throughout his body. The heat of the spear was so great that Rangga had to exert pure air to compensate.

"Get out your gun, you crazy swordsman!" wratama Sent.

"Hm..," Rangga only smiled faintly.

"Good! Don't tell me I'm cruel if you die without a gun!"

"It is not appropriate for you to be a knight. Take out all your cunning wretched wits!" grunts Rangga.

"Damn it!" wratama.

Wratama quickly jumped up and let out a loud shout. The tip of his short spear flashed so fast that all that was seen was a flash of red light. Rangga tilted his body slightly to the left as the tip of the red spear pierced towards his chest. A burning red light flashed in front of Rangga's chest. The hot air felt.

Rangga raised his right hand and flicked the tip of the spear. But unexpectedly at all, Wratama used the power of the centile to turn his spear. Very quickly the spear's movement rotated. Rangga until he gasped his eyes, then quickly banged his body spinning backwards. The tip of the spear that emitted a hot red radiance flashed around the body of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti who circled back.

Realizing his opponent did not give the opportunity to Swordsman Rajawali Sakti so furious. The tip of his finger pegged the tip of the spear that came towards the chest. When the tip of the spear slightly shook, as fast as lightning Rangga banged his body as far as two spear rods, then sweetly landed back on the ground. Rangga frowned slightly. Apparently Wratama knows the weakness of the Rajawali Claw style, so it does not give the slightest chance to Rangga to retaliate.

"He. he. he. he." Wratama chuckled at his opponent like confusion. In a few buzz, Wratama has been able to see the advantages and weaknesses of the 'Kakar Rajawali' style'. The chest of Rangga is always empty. So quickly the chest was targeted, while left the tip of the spear was targeted stiff fingers hardened like steel. Not a bit of Wratama gave Rangga a chance to play his fingers which is very dangerous.

"Just the style of the boy's toy you showed me" cried Wratama.

"Hmmm..," Rangga muttered.

His eyes remained sharp staring at his opponent. Both of his hands were stretched out to the side. He was ready with the style of 'The Rajawali Wing Splits Mega'. The second mainstay of the 'Rajawali Sakti' series of styles'. Very quickly both Rangga's hands moved wagging, like a pair of wings of an eagle. And now Rangga's feet no longer tread the ground.

"He. he. he. he.., bad magic game!" wratama Ejek.

Not to mention Wratama finished saying, suddenly Rangga had attacked him quickly. Wratama is not losing fast. Driven his spear to the right and to the left deflecting every stroke of Rangga's hand. Several times his short spear hit the hands of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti, but the slightest effect did not matter. Even several times Wratama managed to retaliate against attacks that were not less powerful.

Swordsman Rajawali Sakti increases his attacks. This time his body seemed to fly in all directions while shaking both hands targeting the body parts of the deadly opponent. Wratama still looks smiling in balance. The Rajawali Sakti Swordsman. It seems that he can read and know where the direction of the attack launched by Rangga, so that the attacks can be broken in the middle of the road.

"And! Really great him!" grunts Rangga in the heart.

Realizing that the 'Early Wing Splits Mega' style is unreliable, Rangga immediately high into the air. As fast as lightning changed the pace to Rajawali Swooping Snatching the Prey'. Rangga's movement faster, his legs agile moving slumping towards the opponent's head.

This time the Wratama seems to be starting to fuss. Several times had to fall up to avoid the lunge of Rangga's legs like a geledek eyeing the head. The whirling of the wind kicks in so strong, that Wratama is forced to exert a deep force to compensate so that his body does not falter.

Around the place the fight was like a typhoon. Some trees have been knocked down by a kick of the feet of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Even the fallen leaves are only exposed to the wind of the young swordsman's feet. Rajawali Sakti warriors fight from all directions. Just below, briefly attacking from above. This made Wratama confused in the face of the attack. Until now, Wratama has not found an empty gap in the weakness of the style.

"Stop you...!" yelled suddenly Rangga.

"Akh!" Wratama surprised.

Like the lightning of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti shot into the air, and slumped back with his feet pointing down. His legs moved so fast that only his shadow could be seen. Wratama was surprised. Quickly picked up that short spear weapon.

Wut! Wut! Wut!

Wratama said his spear was spinning to protect the head. Allegedly, Rangga must be eyeing the head. But it turned out to be a miss. Hard to see with ordinary eyes, suddenly Rangga was already standing in front of him, and like lightning his right foot hit.

"Aach...!" Wratama screaming high. The right leg of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti had landed in the chest of Wratama. Kick jurus 'Rajawali Swooping Snatching the Prey' accompanied by a great internal energy make the body of Wratama ejected rapidly to the back. The body continued to slide into the big tree until it was smashed into pieces. Not stopping there, the body of Wratama continues to slide down other trees. Wratama's body only stopped after hitting a large new one that gave rise to a rumbling sound. Not to mention Wratama's body touching the earth, suddenly Rangga slumped profusely, and...

"Yes...!" back Wratama screaming shrieked. Rangga's hand wags, like a sword, slashing at the left-hand sack of Wratama. Blood spurted profusely from the base of the stumped arm. Rangga immediately grabbed the spear from Wratama's right hand, then pressed Wratama's chest with his knee. The tip of the spear stuck tightly to Wratama's neck.

"Damn! Kill me!" wratama Sentak. He no longer cared about the pain at the base of his stumped arm.

Rangga just smiled thinly. But in his heart Rangga acknowledged the greatness of energy in Wratama. Supposedly the body was going to be smashed into pieces by the kick of the 'Kingawali Snatching a Bronze' style that was issued in full by Rangga. Rangga himself suspected so. In reality, Wratama is still alive. Wratama tried to squirm his body, but was only able to grimace. His chest was crumpled and painful. Moreover, Rangga's knees are getting stronger pressing on his chest. The tip of the spear started to scratch the skin of his neck. Blood began to seep out from Wratama's neck.

"Ha ha ha...!" wratama suddenly laughed.

Rangga was shocked mixed with wonder to see Wratama laughing, even though the state of his soul was threatened with death.

"Damn it!" grunts Rangga once saw the scratched neck part turn blue. Quickly Rangga threw out a black short spear whose red tip was burning. He quickly spotted some parts around the wratama's neck that had turned blue. The blue color stopped creeping.

"just free. I'll be dead soon! Totokanmu will have no effect on the poison of my spear" said Wratama, chuckling.

"You will indeed die, *******! But you must be judged by the entire population of Pasir Batang Village first!" grunts Rangga.

"He he he.., I will die, but you will receive the consequences from the King of Gods Angkara!"

"Huh! Apparently you're just that demon dog!" rumpul Rangga's.

"In a moment the Pasir Batang Village will be destroyed! No one can stand in the way of the King of Gods Angkara!"

Rangga is getting angry. The blue color of the black spear poison continued to spread throughout the entire body of Wratama. Rangga immediately stood up and let Wratama babble at the end of his life

"Listen, you stupid swordsman! Your presence in this village is in vain. The King of the Gods Angkara is unhindered. I will die and smile. I have long wanted the destruction of this village! I am satisfied to be able to repay my father's heartache. I'm satisfied.., ha ha ha...!" Wratama keeps raving like crazy.

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

"He is the king of all the kings of the gods in Kahyangan. He is the one who rules over all humans on this earth!" less and less because of the wratama chatter.

Rangga would ask again, but Wratama had convulsions His entire body was already blue in color. After spewing out blackish viscous blood, Wratama motionless still Dead Rangga let out a heavy sigh.

Wratama's rants that seem inconsequential, make Swordsman Rajawali Sakti wonder. Ten years of rampant God King Angkara gripping villages around the slopes of Mount Balakambang. Of course, there is a certain purpose other than to spread the influence of the devil by destroying the villages one by one The hidden intent of all the actions of the devil King of God Angkara which is manifested through terror!

Rangga muttered a few times. He re-digested all the words said Wratama earlier. Words that sound irregular but contain a deep meaning even though they are still covered with big question marks. Rangga's conclusion, the incident that has lasted about ten years is set against the background of past grudges.

"Hm.., Sawung Bulu once told that Wratama was the son of the former village chief. And he also became a royal retainer. While earlier in his chat, Wratama had said that he was satisfied to have been able to repay his father's heartache. What's behind all this?" Rangga asked in his heart.

Suddenly the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was jolted, then as fast as lightning jumped out of the place. In just an instant the body of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was no longer seen swallowed by the darkness of night.

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