Story of Maung Kulon

The People Who Are Wanted

Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hand Swordsman were already far away from the Wingit Pigeon School. They were both walking in the middle of a dark night.

Both are in a village. The situation there is already quiet. It seems like the residents have rested, if this is the case, then to find a stall or inn even though it is certainly very difficult.

"Prince, where are you going next?" asked the Thousand Hands Swordsman suddenly.

"I still want to wander uncle. My vows are not done yet, I still have to avenge some more grudges. All at once, I also have to reclaim the three treasures of the legend that are now in the hands of the Dark Lord," Cakra Buana replied honestly.

"To avenge you may still be able to. But if to reclaim the three heirlooms, hemm ..., not that I'm degrading your abilities, but it feels very difficult. You also know very well how he is capable. His students alone were already equivalent to one or two grandfathers of green forests. Especially teacher?" said the Thousand Hand Swordsman speaking honestly anyway.

What the Thousand Hands Swordsman said had a point. Who does not know the ability of those people nicknamed the Four Perverted Immortals? Who is not afraid of the Dark Lord? Let alone the first-class warriors, even the grandfather of the green jungle will feel horrified when faced with him.

Only a madman or a fool would not fear the Dark Lord.

Then is Cakra Buana a madman and a fool because he is not afraid?

Of course not, for him there was an exception. The feeling of great vengeance sometimes makes the courage of humans become several times.

And Cakra Buana is sure of one thing. Good will win against evil. Somehow, but he believes that someday, that way he can find.

Just a hope. But sometimes hope is able to make humans survive and able to pass all kinds of obstacles on this earth.

"I am well aware of this uncle. But I also believe that one day I can kill them. Now if I don't make an effort, how do I account for everything in front of the people I care about?"

"Hahh ..." The Thousand Hand Swordsman sighed before continuing his speech. "I just hope that what you want can be achieved" said the man.

"Thank you uncle. Uncle himself after this going to where?"

"Uncle must return to the kingdom immediately. Uncle's been gone too long. After all, there are still many tasks there that are waiting,"

"When will uncle come back?"

"Now" he said.

"Now?"

"real prince. Now also uncle will be back soon. Please the prince understand," said the Thousand-handed Swordsman seriously.

"Sure, I understand uncle's intentions. Please if uncle wants to go. But please, if anyone asks me, just answer uncle did not meet," Pinta Cakra Buana.

"alright. Uncle will comply with your request. Well now, uncle go first. Kolkata …"

"Rampes .." replied Cakra Buana.

After saluting, the Thousand Hands Swordsman immediately shot up.

They split back. And Cakra Buana must wander alone again.

I don't know where the goal is. But clearly, he was eager to wander on Java Island. In the land Cakra Buana still has some grudges that must be paid immediately. He also wants to add to his experience.

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One week is back. Cakra Buana is now on the eastern border of Tanah Pasundan and Tanah Java.

Birds fly from their nests to feed. Dew is still dripping down from the green leaves.

It's very cold here. So Cakra Buana decided to make fire in the cave. After the fire lit up, he immediately went out looking for a quarry.

It didn't take long, he had returned with a single forest chicken. He immediately grilled his potluck.

It was a cold morning. Cool air. Grilled chicken breakfast, even though the seasoning is sober, but the taste is still delicious.

He ate the chicken with gourmand. For some reason, if the air is cold, eating food or drinks that are warm can immediately refresh the body.

After she finished eating, she fell asleep again. Maybe because the weather here is good for sleeping. But it was not long, because he woke up because a noise was heard not far from the cave.

Like a battle voice. I don't know who is fighting, but the weather like this is good to stay and warm the body.

But that's how humans are. Humans are unique.

Out of curiosity, Cakra Buana finally peered where the sound came from.

The sound came from the right. There were seven people there. The one who is fighting looks like three people.

Cakra Buana was watching those people. Two foreign warriors are united trying to defeat one opponent.

Although one person, it turns out that one is actually in the wind. He only made a simple move to dodge all of his opponents' attacks.

Cakra Buana still continues to pay attention to the fight from inside the cave. He does not want to interfere in other people's affairs. Moreover, he did not know how to sit the case.

The fight was going on the longer it got more and more exciting. Two warriors continued to pound their opponents with all their abilities. Weapons in the form of a machete and spear flashed towards the opponent.

But no matter how the two people attacked, whatever style they used, all managed to be avoided by the opponent.

Instead, with just a few simple movements, that one person was instantly able to make the two warriors bounce off nearly five steps.

'You're a really great guy. Just with such a move, it was instantly able to repel two of its opponents. What a high intelligence. I can't believe in the land of Java there are so many strong warriors, ' Inner Cakra Buana.

The two warriors had woken up. They hit the opponent again. The two guns again flashed in the sunlight which had already started to rise high.

Their fight is getting more intense. Hunting down Cakra Buana, the two warriors were at least on par with first-rate swordsmen.

The moves they put out are getting more and more devastating. The energy in the outgoing gets bigger.

Cakra Buana looked at the fight without blinking. Through five moves later, the lone man pulled out his manager.

Both of his hands turned dark green and appeared to be reflecting thin smoke. The foul smell immediately smelled a little by him.

Cakra Buana stunned. He seemed to recognize this style and smell. His heart was pounding right then and there.

As the curiosity got bigger, he came out of the cave. Cakra Buana chose a beautiful tree to peer into the fight even more clearly.

He jumped on a tree and hid behind leaves. As soon as he saw everything clearly, his heart was beating even faster. His body shook violently.

It turns out they are the ones who have been sought. His anger was also there. The coldness turned into a tempestuous hot taste.