Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Prahara Girl Tumba Bag. 7

"Fleeve Swallows, where are you...!"

That loud and echoing cry made Sawung Bulu gasp in shock. Hurry up, he wakes up from his sleep. The screams sounded very close and repetitive. He knows that voice.

"Uncle Sangkala..," hissed Sawung Bulu.

"How could he know I was here?"

Sawung Bulu hesitated a little to go outside the cave. His eyes had glanced at Melati who was still lying limp on the expanse of leaves. Apparently Melati also heard the voice, but due to the influence of totokan on her body, she could not do anything about it.

"Fleeve Powder...!"

There was another loud call. Slowly Sawung Bulu approached the mouth of the cave. His hands spread a little thick bushes that covered the mouth of the cave. Sangkala was clearly seen with four other people standing in front of the mouth of the cave with eyes circulating looking around.

"Uncle.... Uncle Sangkala" call Sawung Bulu while leaving the bushes.

Sangkala immediately turned his head and ran when he saw Sawung Bulu emerging from the thickets of the bush. They looked at each other for a moment, and then embraced warmly.

"I didn't think you were alive, Sawung Bulu," Sangkala said.

"Broker Rajawali Sakti has saved my life, Uncle," Sawung Bulu said as he let go of his embrace.

Back they look at each other, full of haru.

"How did you know I was here?" tanya Sawung Bulu's.

"The man who helped you told me," Sangkala said.

"I mean Uncle, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti?" Sawung Bulu was not convinced.

"true."

"Then, where is he now?"

"To the summit of Mount Balakambang."

"Buck!" Sawung Bulu surprised. His face instantly implied anxiety. "Come, Uncle. We have to help him!"

"Wait a minute, Sawung. I'll be there too, but I have to bring the person you're here with me first."

Sawung Bulu patted his own forehead. He remembered Melati who was still drowning in the cave. Sawung Bulu quickly took his uncle into this stone cave. How surprised Sangkala when he saw Melati lying limp on a pile of dried leaves. Tight black clothes still wrapped up a slender body.

"Melati..," hissed Sangkala half in disbelief.

"Yes, Uncle. He is Melati the daughter of Karang Sewu Village Chief," Sawung Bulu confirmed.

"How is it possible? Wasn't it made into a sacrificial offering three years ago?" Sangkala still does not believe.

"It's not wrong, Uncle. Three years ago Melati was indeed made an offering to the King of Gods Angkara."

Sawung Bulu explained everything obtained from Pendekar Rajawali Sakti. Not to forget also about the power that affects all the victims of the offering, so they do not remember each of the King of the Gods Angkara also made the girls as tough warriors.

Sangkala listened attentively. It is only fitting that the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti forbids killing the Iaskar King of Gods Angkara who has been ferociously slaughtering the villagers. Apparently, those people are innocent, whose souls are under the influence of the power of the King of Gods Angkara.

"Hm..., who is the King of the Angkara Gods?" As if asking himself.

"People whom we have always respected, Uncle," said Sawung Bulu.

"You mean?" sangkala asked not to understand.

"Rawusangkan, Wratama, Bagaspati, and Paralaya. They are the ones who call themselves the King of the Gods of Angkara."

Like being struck by lightning it feels like Sangkala at this time. His eyes stared intently at Sawung Bulu. He still did not believe in his own hearing. Is Sawung Bulu not fooling around? They are very respected people, because they are royal people who control the entire village around the slopes of Mount Balakambang.

Especially Rawusangkan which until now actually still served patih. Also Bagaspati and Paralaya who are the retainers of choice. While Wratama is a former retainer who has turned into a very famous healer. But for Wratama himself, Sangkala did not care. His man has been killed at the hands of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. According to the Swordsman, Wratama was one of the people of the King of Gods Angkara. The only ones who were still untrusted were those three people.

"I can hardly believe they've been behind the scenes all this time. But after I proved it with my own eyes, I could only believe it" Sawung Bulu said.

"How do you know all this?" ask Sangkala to know.

"With that," Sawung Bulu pointed at a lump of black clothes lying in the corner of the cave.

Sangkala approached the shirt, and took it. The clothes were exactly the same as those worn by Melati, as well as those of the other King of Gods Angkara. Sangkala looked at his nephew for an explanation.

"Last morning while hunting, I found several dead bodies all wearing black. That's when my mind walked. I took off one of the body clothes that was still intact. With that shirt I disguised myself so that I could infiltrate the lair of the King of Gods Angkara" Sawung Bulu explained.

"Then, what did you get from there?" ask Sangkala.

"The King of the Gods Angkara used the power of bathin to influence the sacrificial girls for him while making them formidable and mighty warriors."

Sangkala nodded her head. Inwardly praising the ingenuity of his nephew.

"The culprit of all this is Rara Inten."

"Rara Inten...?!" Sangkala surprised. "Isn't Rara inten Ki Ardareja's third wife?"

"Yes, Uncle. So far we do not know that Rara Inten studied the science of the power of the mind. Rara Inten knows all the events that took place twenty years ago. When he found out that Rawusangkan was actually the brother of Wratama, the son of Ki Ardareja's first wife, then with the power of bathin that their souls were influenced. Do not miss the two retainers of Rawusangkan trust also influenced by the strength of the bathin."

"Hm..," Sangkala nodded with her head nodding.

"It was Rara Inten who killed Ki Ardareja. He is waiting for the right moment to launch slander. Influenced by Wratama and Rawusangkan by saying that the one who killed their father was Ki Brajananta."

"Why did Rara Inten do all that?" ask Sangkala.

"Rara Inten loves Ki Brajananta, but his love is not fulfilling. He gets revenge and runs away when Ki Ardareja's first baby goes missing. Then he was alone at the top of Mount Balakambang while studying all the spiritual sciences from his grandfather's books."

"Yes, I know that. Ki Gandara once told that Rara's grandfather was an expert in bathtub in addition to being a healer. Hm.., it is not impossible if Wratama and Rawusangkan do not know him. What is certain is that Rara Inten is now old," Sangkala's voice slowly sounded.

"Uncle was wrong. Rara Inten still looks young and beautiful, "the veil of Sawung Bulu.

"Oh...!"

"With the ingredients she mastered, Rara Inten can make herself so young and still look beautiful."

She shook her head, half in disbelief. But in the world of the devil, it might happen. It is impossible, before Rara died his grandfather Inten lowered his knowledge on a book that has now been mastered properly by Rara Inten.

"Excellent," murmured Sangkala. "What is Rara Inten really looking for?"

"Possessing the whole jungle."

"Get and!"

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Meanwhile, at the top of Mount Balakambang, Rara Inten was lying in bed. Sweat grains still wet the body which is only covered with a light blue thin silk cloth. The lamp lamp that illuminated the room pierced through the thin silk cloth, so that the shadow of the beautiful curves of the body was drawn behind it.

A pair of beautiful Rara Inten eyeballs looked at Rawusangkan who was standing behind him in front of the window. She inched as she wrapped the light blue silk cloth around her body, lahi sat leaning back to let her thighs unfold. The light of the flame of the lamp made up the licking of that smooth white thigh.

"You look moody and uninspired tonight What's up?" still soft sound Rara Inten's voice.

"Come," cried Rawusangkan. "I don't think my heart feels good tonight."

"You can't wait for Goddess Purmita?" Rara Inten guessed.

Just try to smile. The shadow of Goddess Purmita suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"Patience. Soon he will bow to you. You can make her your pretty toy bunny.

Again Rawusangkan just a bland smile. She was looking forward to Goddess Purmita. But there was something else that disturbed his mind. The emergence of Pendekar Rajawali Sakti in Pasir Batang Village is the burden of his mind.

Not a few girls Iaskar King of Gods Angkara died at the hands of the swordsman. And tonight it seems like there is a hunch that the swordsman will block the movement of the King of Gods Angkara. Not usually, his men so long run the task of down-to-earth one village only.

Rara Inten inched down from the bed. His steps began to approach Rawusangkan who was still in place. The woman immediately wrapped her hands around Rawusangkan's neck.

With no intention of offending Rara Inten, Rawusangkan released a hug on her neck. Of course, the woman was more surprised by the attitude of Rawusangkan which is not as usual. He was very disappointed because Rawusangkan could not satisfy himself in bed. Now he refuses even in a subtle way.

"You look different once tonight. What are you thinking?" ask Rara Inten.

"Hhh..," Rawusang sighed in length "It is not usual for them to carry out this task for long."

"Ah, perhaps they got a hindrance," Rara Inten tried to calm the turmoil of the man's heart.

"That thing is now a burden on my mind."

Rara Inten crawled Rawusangkan's face. His inner strength instantly worked its way through to the wall of this male heart through his eyes. Rara Inten stepped back two acts. Instantly his face turned somewhat stiff. Slowly Rara Inten's eyes closed. His head is slightly raised. Then it opened its eyes again, and immediately stared outside through the wide-open window. The look on his face became more clearly stiff.

"Damn it!" rara Inten's snort suddenly.

"What's wrong?" ask Rawusangkan.

"Wick dressed, gather all the kids!" the voice of Rara Inten.

Rawusangkan did not argue. Hurry up and get her clothes straightened, and then walk to the door. Rara Inten looked over. Rawusangkan had not been able to get to the door, suddenly the sound of successive knocking. Sounds like a hurry. Hurry and open it. Bagaspati stood with a sweat on his face.

"Celaka..., wretched Kakang," interrupted Bagaspati's voice.

"What's going on?" ask Rawusangkan.

"I don't need your report. Quickly gather the children, the demon fucker is near!" cut Rara lnten.

Bagaspati gulped his saliva when he saw Rara Inten only wrapped in thin silk on her body. The shadow of the beautiful curves of the body was tantalizing. Rawusangkan pushed Bagaspati, and immediately closed the door. While Rara Inten picked up her clothes that were stooped on the floor of the room with soft bamboo webbing. It was quiet wearing his clothes. Tight all-black clothes mapped out her beautiful slender body shape. With a calm step, he went outside the room.

Not yet Rara Inten reached the door to the outside of her house, suddenly a noise was heard followed by screams of fights. The clanking of the clashing weapons sounded a few times.

"Oh!" Rara Inten grunted.

Just once, his body rushed out of the biggest house among other houses at the top of Mount Balakambang. Placed his feet on the ground sweetly. Instantly Rara Inten's jaw shook when she saw the sparkle of blue light between the ends of the black spear shaft that was locked.

"Damn it!" furious Rara Inten when he found out some of his men collapsed exposed tootokan.

In a few booms alone about twenty people dressed in all black were lying with tootokan on his way of blood. Swordsman Rajawali Sakti deliberately to not hurt, let alone kill them. His short heart does not allow the slaughter of those who are affected by his soul.

Their attacks became increasingly sharp and dangerous and came from all directions. Like a flood ready to wash away. Swordsman Rajawali Sakti seemed a little overwhelmed by it. The space is so narrow. In a desperate situation, Pendekar Rajawali Sakti had seen a body standing some distance away, was moving his hands.

"Hm.., apparently he is the one who moves these girls," muttered Rangga or Pendekar Rajawali Sakti in heart. Waves of the inner strength begin to be felt.

More and more powerful Rangga began to menyapal Bayu Braja study, a study that can cause a very powerful typhoon.

"No!" suddenly Rangga jerked. Immediately revoked the study again.

This terrible 'Bayu Braja' can be fatal to the innocent. They can be thrown into trees or rocks! As for those who have enough inner strength, it will get worse if they try to fight the power of this study can they will die with severe internal injuries.

"Yes...!"

Suddenly Rangga screamed loudly as fast as lightning transformed his manager into 'Early Wing Splitting Mega'. While turning his sword, Rangga jumped high into the air However it seemed that the opponent's opponent did not let him loJos. Like someone giving the command simultaneously thrown the spears towards the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

Seeing several spears hurtling towards him as fast as the lightning Swordsman Rajawali Sakti turned his sword. The pitch-black spears were broken by the Rajawali Sakti's heirloom sword. Three times the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti rotated in the air, then slumped rapidly towards the slender body figure dressed all in black.

The legs of Rangga move quickly slumped right above the head of a figure that Iain is not Rara Inten. So fast and sudden the attack, that Rara Inten was drunk. Plunged his body, then rolled on the ground dodging the fierce lunge of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"That's right! Western demon!" as Rara lnten bounces, and stands again firmly.

Rangga set his foot on the ground sweetly. Put an heirloom sword into the sheath on his back. Both of his legs were wide. His pair of eyeballs looked sharply at the opponent.

"Your wrath is over. King of the Gods Angkara," coldly Rangga's voice.

"Your great name is over, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti," Rara Inten's voice was no less cold.

"Look, your men are no longer armed. I can kill them as easily as turning my hand. But they are innocent. You have to take responsibility!" loud voice Rangga.

"They're not people who are afraid of death, and I haven't lost!" sahut Rara Inten's.

Finished saying so, suddenly Rara Inten pushed her two open arms forward. A glimmer of red light rushed from both palms So rapidly, that made the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti gasp. There is no time to avoid.

"Damn!" Rangga was forced to immediately deploy aji 'Bayu Braja', but it was too late that red light quickly hit his chest. Inevitably, the young swordsman's body lurched backwards about three spear rods away.

"Gu...!" Rangga vomited thick blood from his mouth.

As a result of being hit by the red light Rara Inten, suddenly Rangga's body was stricken by heat. Quickly moved both hands up, then down to the front of the chest. His legs are stretched wide to the side with his knees bent. Swordsman Rajawali Sakti then mobilize mummy air to drive away the heat.

For a moment the pure air vanished from his body. Rangga clenched his left hand and placed it exactly in the middle of the open palm. Slowly, his hand slid to the right, and then pushed again to the left. That is the opening of the 'Pukuian Maut Parak Rajawali' style'.

Rangga, who was fed up with the cruelty of King God Angkara, did not hesitate to crush him again. Directly deployed the fourth mainstay of the deadly series 'Rajawali Sakti'. As soon as it was opened, instantly both of his fists turned bright red.

"Huh! What demonic science did he give up?" the Dengus Rara Inten.

The woman was actually surprised to also see Pendekar Rajawali Sakti was not injured by his death study. Usually, no one can stand up again if exposed to the study 'Father of the Goddess of Death.'

''It seems that the science possessed is very dangerous. Hm.., I have to match him with aji 'Kala Seribu'," muttered Rara Inten.

Soon Rara Inten tidied up the deadly study. After finishing the moment the fingernails turn green light. Rara Inten who had felt he had gotten a formidable opponent, immediately took the initiative to attack first. And quickly both of his hands were flung forward.

"Yes...!"

"Yes...!"

A loud shout sounded to each other. From the fingers of Rara's hand lnten glide the green rays that form to resemble a scorpion animal very much. This Ajian is very proud of Rara Inten. Opponents who were hit in an instant must have died with a body full of hibang, like being stung by thousands of scorpions.

But, is the study able to match the style of 'Bajawali Beak Death Book', which is at once accompanied by the deployment of 'Bayu Braja' aji'?

Now the two different characters have attacked each other. They gave all their powers. Two different schools of wisdom are now meeting. While everyone who was currently watching, could only hold their breath. Ki Gandara, Ki Brajananta, Sangkala, and Sawung Bulu have also come to the top of Mount Balakambang. They came just as the two powerful figures faced each other. Their eyes did not blink watching the fight. The two hostile groups were concentrated full of attention on the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti and Rara Inten.

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