Story of Maung Kulon

The Three Devils of Mount Waluh

The old man could no longer say. In his heart, he felt so happy that someone would help him. But he was also at once worried, moreover what would help him were two young warriors.

"When will they come here?" asked Ling Zhi impatiently.

"They will come soon. Usually in the middle of the night, they come with some of his men" replied the grandfather.

"In that case, we'll wait for him. Please prepare also the cake room, we want to stay here" said Cakra Buana.

"Good den. But only one room remained empty,"

"No problem,"

"alright. I will prepare a room for you, some of my men will accompany you," said the older brother and left.

Not long after, five people appeared dressed in red. All five carried a sword on their waists. From the looks of it, they must be warriors. Although his ability is not so high.

"The salute of the Five Swords to the young warriors" said one of them saluting Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi.

"Greetings back gentlemen warriors. Thank you for accompanying us" replied Cakra Buana.

All the warriors who were there then told light things to relieve boredom. It had been almost an hour they waited, but the awaited had not yet come.

Cakra Buana was already impatient, he wanted to immediately find out who the Three Demons of Mount Waluh really were.

Not long after, the awaited ones came as well.

From a considerable distance, the hearing of the very sharp Cakra Buana began to catch the sound of horse footsteps. The speed of the steps was quite a lot, even from such a far distance could be heard clearly.

The swift footsteps of the horse suddenly came to a halt. The horses immediately neighed loudly breaking the gripping silence of the night.

In front of the gate, there was a group of people in all black clothes. At the very front were three people, they were the ones who were meant by the Three Demons of Mount Waluh. One was wearing a brown suit, the man was about forty years old. His body is high, his clothes are deliberately open so that it looks thick chest hair. He was named Sugra and people called him the Hand of Death.

On the edge was a warrior wearing green clothes, on his back was a golden-colored trident. He was about thirty-five years old, his face was quite handsome. Only her eyes showed that she was a cruel person. His name is Lodra, he earned the nickname the Trisula Sakti.

The other one was wearing black clothes rather loosely. He wears a black headband made from the skin of a spoon snake. His mustache was thick across, on his right cheek there was a fairly long scratch. He was the strongest and oldest among his two comrades. He was nicknamed the Black Shadow, his name was Jalabra.

The three people are brothers and sisters, they come from Mount Waluh College. The school is located at the foot of Mount Waluh. The school is famous for its cruel football.

The three Devils of Mount Waluh then ran his horse slowly entering the village of Waluh. His men waited at the entrance.

"All of you, get out of each other's houses if you want to survive. Give me my ration now," the eyes of Lodra the Trident Sakti.

His voice was blaring like thunder. There was a deep exertion as he spoke, so that the citizens who heard would feel frightened and immediately obey his words.

And sure enough, not long after, one by one the residents began to come out of their homes. Some of them have brought bundles of something that may be valuable.

The citizens then sat on their knees in front of the Three Demonic Mountain Walluh. Seen there are also some girls.

Three Devils of Mount Waluh then ordered his men to carry out their duties. Not waiting for the command twice, ten men immediately moved. They started picking things up and some girls.

But it had not been able to solve everything, suddenly one of the Three Demonic Mountain Waluh's men was sprawled with blood coming out of his forehead.

"*******. Show me your nose, don't be a coward" cried Lodra, cursing.

"What's the matter with Lodra?" ask Jalabra curiously.

"There are people who try to disturb us" replied Lodra.

"Hemmm ..." Jalabra just snorted while looking around.

"Marr …"

"Nrank …"

"Mahh …"

The incident is repeated. One of the Three Devils of Mount Waluh died again with the same wound. The citizens were getting more panicked, which was the family starting to cuddle up to calm down.

"Damn. If you're a swordsman, get out!!! Don't just be a coward" Lodra yelled louder and continued cursing.

"Marr …"

"Mrc …"

A pebble of the same size shot towards him. With incredible speed. But he was not an abal-abal warrior, so Lodra could catch the pebble easily and destroy it.

"Protect .. prokk .. prokk …"

"Good, good, you deserve to make a mess. It turned out to have a decent amount of knowledge as well," said someone in all-white clothes while continuing to clap. Behind him were five men and one woman.

None other than that, he's Cakra Buana. Indeed, the one from earlier throwing pebbles was himself.

The Three Demons of Mount Waluh were shocked when they saw a young swordsman coming. All his men who were robbing things immediately stopped. They stood in front of their leader.

"Who are you?" ask Lodra. The look in his eyes poked sharply like a cat's eyes in the dark.

"I am the angel of death to you" replied Cakra Buana casually.

"*******. Maish is young but arrogant" said Sugra who immediately jumped down from his horse followed by Jalabra.

"Hahaha .. is such a reality. I will be an angel of death to you. Go before my patience runs out, you are not my opponent," Cakra Buana said deliberately provoking the opponent's anger.

"Youth do not know themselves. The only one who has to say that is us. Go before my thoughts change" said Jalabra calmly. But in his speech it was clear there was emphasis.

"Be quiet you old man. Go there! Shave your mustache. I'm disgusted to see it" maki Cakra Buana.

Hearing the taunts, not playing angry Jalabra. Both of his hands were tightly clenched. Even from that fist, white smoke came out.

"Why are you guys just quiet? He is stupid!!!" jalabra shouted to all his men.

Hearing the orders from his master, simultaneously the men who were now only eight people immediately attacked. On the other hand, the warriors who claimed to be the Five Swords also directly advanced. As for Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi, it was still quiet quietly.