SATRIA MAMBA BLACK

Eps 38 Cundang

Jatmika felt himself the most good in the country of Banjar karoman, it was still not able to bring down Siliwata.

Thirty moves Jatmika has issued to beat Siliwata, but Siliwata still looks fresh fit.

"What insolence, what kind of style did the young man use, why can't the sukma-drunken style cripple him." Jatmika Gerrutu.

Siliwata chuckled, hearing the utterance of his heart Jatmika.

"Hehey..It's just that much of the power of the soul-seeking force." Siliwata.

Just contact Jatmika until he was shocked.

"Why did that young man know the style I was playing." Jatmika murmured in the heart.

Then Siliwata answered Jatmika's heart.

"Yes obviously know, all your skills and knowledge I know." Cibir Silivata's.

Jatmika was even more shocked, it turned out that Siliwata could read the words in her heart.

"True to my guess This young man is not just anyone, he can know everything I say in my heart, I have to be careful." Jatmika murmured in the heart.

Because of Jatmika's curiosity with Siliwata to where the level of science kedid jayaannya, then Jatmika grasped the handle of Hell's Fire Whip, one of its flagship weapons that has no match.

"Heh arrogant young man, you may be able to surpass all my skills, but will you be able to survive with my magic whip." Jatmika.

Siliwata grinned at a whip, as it again measured the power level of the whip.

"May your whip also." Siliwata.

When the Jatmika began to pull the handle of the whip wrapped around her waist.

Hot air now began to be felt by Siliwata.

Forcibly, Siliwata pulled the sword of the mischievous Mamba from behind his back.

"Don't blame me, Lord Jatmika, because you intend to be evil to me." Siliwata.

"You've had a lot of bacots." Bentak Jatmika's.

Now the Hell's whip of fire has been circled over the head of the Jatmika.

The aura killed him so incredibly, the heat spread to dry the green foliage, the trees dry as in the sign of a prolonged dry season.

Siliwata saw demons inhabiting hell lurking in the whip, becoming a powerful force thirsting for blood.

As soon as the Hell Flame Whip shot forth wanting to destroy his body, as fast as Siliwata's lightning struck the Mamba Kencana sword.

Now the Hail is wrapped around the Sword of Mamba Kencana.

The thick black smoke dyed a bright red glow, thrusting at each other with the flames from the power of the Hell Flame Whip.

Jatmika's body began to tremble violently, so did Siliwata feel the demonic power of Jatmika's whip so fierce.

When Siliwata saw Jatmika's body tremble more and more, in the rest of his inner strength, Siliwata exerted all his strength.

Tar

Tar

Tar

Bluuuuuaaauurr..

The sound of the explosion was so fierce, and the two warriors both bounced back.

The whip that is so terrible and unmatched now only the handle is left.

While Siliwata, as soon as his body fell, he immediately got up sitting cross-legged to regulate his breathing that was almost broken.

There was a hint of black blood coming out from both corners of his lips Siliwata.

His bloated stomach was visible, taking deep breaths and being expelled through the nose regularly, so that his heart could pump blood, about to remove toxins that would cut off his blood flow.

Not long after.

Uuuoooooooooo's chat..

Ohookkkis..

Siliwata spewed out a thick blood of brownish-black color.

After that the breath began to be regular, along with it, a giant bee tail appeared, his voice was so loud and terrible said to Siliwata with a resounding voice.

"Open your eyes Black Mamba Satria."

Siliwata slowly opened both of her eyelids, staring at the figure of a very large bee.

"Who are you, why do you know me, and what does it take to come to me?." Ask Siliwata.

"Hahaha, I'm the demon lord of the honey mountain, and I was sent by the cloud-nayai Queen Negri, to give an antidote to the poison of the demonic-power of Hell." His word.

"What medicine did you bring." Tukas Silivata.

"Open your mouth black Mamba Satria." Pinta Demon Bees.

Then Siliwata opened her mouth wide.

A thick, tea-colored liquid slid from his mouth Demon Bees into Siliwata's mouth.

"Why does it taste like honey, bee?." Siliwata asked after swallowing the viscous liquid from the giant bee.

"It was Honey, but it was not Satria's usual honey, now I live first satria, because my task is done, goodbye Black Mamba Satria." The bee said as it flew into space.

His voice was as terrifying as millions of flying bees.

Siliwata looked up into space to see a giant bee that had flown far away leaving him.

"The sword of the Mamba cacana." Siliwata just remembered her sword.

Siliwata raved to the surrounding area, looking for the Black Golden Mamba Sword.

Siliwata did not realize that the sword of Mamba Kencana was still stuck on the ground and burning reddish with thick black smoke, three collisions from where Siliwata was sitting.

"Oh apparently it's the heirloom sword of the Kencana Kingdom." Siliwata Mumbles.

Then Siliwata bent his back forward and his face almost touched the ground, directing the warangka of the sword towards the sword yqng again stuck.

Like a magnetic pole pulling a logam.

The sword swayed and then darted into the warangkanya.

It turned out that the sword was like it had been in agreement with the warangkanya, it is amazing, it can be ascertained that the sword maker is not a random person. Celebrating the powerful mandra.

While Jatmika who was lying unconscious with a tear wound on his chest, has now been pockmarked by his herd, to be treated.

Since Jatmika was still alive, her heart rate was still beating.