Story of Maung Kulon

The Kawasan Royal Palace

"You and your friend," said Prabu Ajiraga as he pointed at the Thousand Swordsman using his index finger. His eyes immediately poked sharply withstanding the anger.

"Wait, why does Your Majesty accuse me and my partner of being the culprit?" ask the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"Because you two are the culprit" said the king.

The atmosphere is getting tense. Now the warriors are holding their own weapons. Waiting for orders, they immediately moved.

"Is there any solid evidence that it is true that we have killed ten warriors?"

"There certainly is,"

"What?"

"At the time after the incident, you and your friend were not at the inn. Though all the warriors who are currently present, are looking for you in all directions. Even to some nearby areas,"

"Don't you just say we have business?" The Thousand Hands Swordsman said a little loudly.

He himself is not worried if Prabu Ajiraga already knows that he and Cakra Buana are the culprit. But what is feared by the Thousand Hands Swordsman is how will the fate of Cakra Buana later? If dis has to die, it's okay. But what about Cakra Buana? This can't be allowed. After all, the all-white young man should not be in any danger.

"Right, but unfortunately I don't believe in your words," said Prabu Ajiraga getting colder.

"I'm asking for hard evidence, you didn't show it. Isn't this ridiculous?"

"Because I don't need that evidence. I'll make you admit that you did it, right away,"

"By way?"

"Impressing you to talk" he said, getting colder.

Cakra Buana was suspicious from the beginning. And now it's proven. However he and the Thousand Swordsman dodged, it would still be free. Because all of this was planned carefully. There's no way out except two. The first admits and then fights, the second admits and then gives up.

And for this, of course Cakra Buana chose to confess and then fight. Abstinence for a warrior seems to be if he has to surrender to the enemy. Rather than give up, it was better to die.

"Uncle, admit it. Free, all your answers are just futile" Cakra Buana said through the mind. Only heard by the person he was going to.

"But prince, I don't want to put you in any danger" replied the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"You just calm down. I hope this time you obey everything I say. Let me take over" said the young man.

"Are you sure we can get out of here?"

"Very sure. I take responsibility," he insisted.

"Well, I'm following you,"

Cakra Buana then looked sharply at Prabu Ajiraga from behind his mask. The look of their eyes met. Both felt there was a desire to kill the thick one. When the enemy meets the enemy, if not kill who came out, what else?

"How, have you confessed now?"

"Well, we admit that we did it. We kill because we protect ourselves" Cakra Buana said.

"No matter what your reasons are. Which clearly means, you two have dared to challenge me,"

"Then what do you want?" ask Cakra Buana.

"I want to know who you really are" said Prabu Ajiraga with increasingly sharp eyes.

"No words of regret for me,"

"good. Look carefully,"

Cakra Buana then opened his robe so that it looks like his clothes are all pure white. A sword was scrawled on his back in a white cloth wrap. Then he took off his wooden mask slowly.

Once everything was open and clear, everyone who was there was shocked was not dumbstruck. At first they only suspected that the person was Cakra Buana. Unexpectedly, his guess was very precise.

"Ca-cakra Buana .." said Prabu Ajiraga a little nervous.

"really. It's me, are you surprised?"

"Hahaha .. I expected it from the beginning. How could I be surprised? Ask the king.

"Your face said it. Your face is deathly pale, and the look in your eyes depicts surprise,"

Prabu Ajiraga. He could not deny that he was shocked. Even very surprised. It was unexpected that the young man was still alive and the God Heirloom Sword was still within his grasp. Even more surprising was that the power of the Buana Cakra had increased greatly. Maybe just a level or two below.

"You also have the courage to come here" said Prabu Ajiraga with a cynical smile. He tried to calm himself.

"You think I'm scared? Don't dream. Now that you know who the killer is and who I am, what do you want again?" asked Pendekar Maung Kulon while looking around.

"Your life .. I want your life," said Prabu Ajiraga while giving orders to all warriors to attack.

Eleven warriors instantly moved. They pulled out their respective weapons and advanced to attack Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

The warrior Maung Kulon did not remain silent. He knows, if it does not take serious immediately, then his life is a bet. Without hesitation, the Cakra Buana directly whipped out the Godly Sword.

"Mirgin …"

The heirloom sword was plucked out of its sheath. The wrapping cloth falls right behind the feet of Cakra Buana. The God Heirloom Sword instantly showed its fangs. The weapon's armor made the atmosphere even more depressed.

The gun power has been seen glittering. The sound of the sound is clear.

"City …"

"City …"

The metal collision happened at that time as well. Seven heirloom weapons collide with the God's Heirloom Sword. The Buana chakra channeled a large amount of energy into the sword. Black smoke began to billow. The swordsmen whose weapons were attached to the sword rods, began to tremble. Even their bodies are shaking.

Buana's chakra jerked his sword so that the seven opponents' weapons bounced. There are even those who have missed. The atmosphere that was silent, now began to be rowdy by a fight.

The Thousand Hand Swordsman took out his nurse. The man's hand turned into a steel. Four opposing weapons, he held with his two hands. A few moments later, they bounced back. No exception to the Thousand Hands Self Swordsman.

The room is quite spacious, so the fight can be carried out in it. Only, the antiques belonging to the palace would definitely be destroyed. Although it is a bit narrow, but Cakra Buana deliberately did not come out. He wanted to destroy everything that was there.

Seven warriors stood up fiercely. Their eyes were as sharp as a knife ready to stab at the heart. Cakra Buana is no less fierce. His eyes looked straight symbolizing an angry tiger. The Godly Sword continued to emit black smoke. He was prepared to welcome the attack of all opponents.

The next second, three opponents moved. Their weapons were swung from all sides. Heart, thighs and stomach become the target of the three. Their movements are very fast. Even from the attack power, these warriors were more powerful one level than the ten warriors he had killed with the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

Cakra Buana is not sure he can beat them all. But if to try to get out or hurt between them, he can still.

"Grush …"

Cakra Buana moves quickly to welcome the attack of three opponents before reaching his target. The God's Heirloom Sword began to play. Black smoke is getting thicker and deeper. So that the heirloom sword looks like a demonic weapon because of its terrible heat.