Story of Maung Kulon

There's a Meeting, There's Surely Be a Farewell

At the time of the incident, Cakra Buana was fighting fiercely with the God of Poison Sites. Both of them hit each other hard with their respective judges. When he heard Ling Zhi's stifled voice, the Maung Kulon swordsman was very surprised.

Instantly also he took out all his strength while colliding with the palm of the Poison God Palm.

"Relope …"

The God of Poison Tread instantly bounced ten steps. He had never expected that he could lose power to the young man who was his current opponent. The Dark Lord disciple immediately vomited blood instantly.

He intended to strike back, but the teacher first held him back. Since his teacher was holding back, then the God of Poison Palms did not attack anymore. He returned to the Dark Lord's side with the other three brothers.

As for Cakra Buana, he immediately ran over to Ling Zhi with a feeling of great worry.

He took her lover's body and then on his lap. The body that was once smooth white, was now drenched in blood. Her beautiful face was like a goddess, now it was no longer because of the amount of dried blood.

From this alone it can be suspected that during the war occurred, I don't know how many lives were lost in the hands of his lover.

"Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi .." pangil Cakra Buana with sobs was unbearable.

It turned out that Ling Zhi was not dead yet, at that time she was in a dying state.

"Back, you don't cry. You promised me that you would never cry for my departure. Do you remember all our promises on that hill?" Ling Zhi tried to speak in a faltering tone.

"Of course, I still remember everything" Cakra Buana replied in tears.

"Thank God, so you can't cry or be sad anymore. You should smile for me,"

"No Ling Zhi, you don't talk carelessly. I'm gonna save you. I can, you can be with me again,"

"Free brother. I'm not strong anymore, don't waste your time on me,"

"No Ling Zhi. You have to stay alive. Didn't you promise me you'd be together forever? I want to always be with you, live happily in peace and quiet. We'll evacuate to a quiet place to be safe. We can always raise our children together, don't you want to?"

"I really want a sis. But Sang Hyang Widhi did not allow me to accompany you any longer. He's got another way, I can't force. I-I'm sorry,"

"Ling Zhi, you don't talk much anymore. I'll channel the power in so you can survive,"

Ling Zhi simply shook her head while smiling knots. The smile that captivates every man is again visible, even though the smile is mixed with blood, but the sweetness cannot be eliminated. A few tears came out from his two stained eyes.

"Rear, I need you to promise me,"

"Say, say. I'll definitely fulfill it,"

"Thank you. I-I want you to live better. Decorate your day with a smile, no more sadness. If you are sad, I will be sad too. You deserve to be happy, you deserve a much better woman than me,"

"No Ling Zhi. I don't want another woman. Enough of you, I just want you,"

"Rear, you don't talk like that. Please grant my last wish, promise me,"

"Good, fine. I promise you, baby. I promise, let's go home. I'll treat your wounds soon,"

"Thank you, sweetheart. I happy. No, I don't have much time anymore,"

"Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi,"

The girl just smiled. The bloodied left hand held Cakra Buana's cheek and gently caressed her. Cakra Buana also stroked her lover's hair, then she kissed him.

Just as the last sentence came out, Ling Zhi's hand immediately fell back. Her two tears came out as she closed her eyes for the last time. He smiled and looked peaceful.

"Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi .." Cakra Buana shouted as loud as possible.

The place around shook violently like an earthquake. The wind blew, the speck of rain began to fall soaking the earth accompanying a heroine swordsman.

The Angel of the Spreader of Life!

He left quietly and peacefully. His words some time ago who wanted to catch up with his teacher, now became a real proof. The hunch of Cakra Buana, it turns out not a mere empty premonition.

He kept crying over the departure of his girlfriend. His tears grew more and more as the rain. It is not only Cakra Buana and the warriors who are there who are sad.

Even the sky was crying through the rain. The wind grieves through the gusts. And the earth, crying through its vibrations.

At such a time, the Dark Lord was secretly with his four disciples intending to leave from there. Before that, the God of Poison Tread first picked up the God Heirloom Sword lying on the ground.

Cakra Buana knows that his enemy took the heirloom sword. But he didn't care, let alone an heirloom sword, not even his life was thought of.

The five black stream people went flying. Just a few breaths, they had vanished from sight.

Not that no one wanted to chase, but whoever he was, felt what Cakra Buana felt. Their bodies felt no energy at all. Standing up was so difficult that their bodies trembled violently.

"I failed. I became a failure, people admit that my knowledge is very high, my strength rarely matches. But even I failed to protect the people I loved, I was useless .." cried Cakra Buana still in a state of tears.

In the history of his life, only this time Cakra Buana cried to the extent. He was full of people he loved. Family, teachers, friends, even their parents. But why should he now again feel the silence of the woman he loved so much?

Whose heart will not be broken. Who would be strong to accept such a heavy ordeal? Even though he's a master swordsman, he's still human. I still have a heart, I have feelings.

Today, it truly is the saddest day for Cakra Buana.

"Ling Zhi, I swear in front of your corpse. I will kill all the teachers and students. I'll look for anyone who's involved in this war. I swear …"

"Ggrrh …"

Lightning blared to the earth. The roar of a tiger filled the universe. Cakra Buana was really angry. But he can't do anything.

The war stopped immediately. No more fighting. No more pounding and noise of blows or sharp weapons. In fact, not even someone's voice was heard at all.

There was only the sound of lightning striking. The drizzling rain drained the blood of the soldiers and all those who had died on the battlefield.

And most importantly, there is only sadness!

I don't know when this sadness will end.

Humans are destined to live well guarding this earth. When the time comes, they will return to the original to account for his actions while on earth.

Nothing is eternal in this world. Everything will die. Even those we love will leave us someday. Either now, tomorrow, or later. That's clear!

One day the time will come …

There's a meeting, there's bound to be a farewell …