Story of Maung Kulon

Prohibited Forest I

The time to move has come. Dozens of people who joined in one group are already standing and ready to start the action. They were all waiting for the command of the Nyai Hand Poison Sacred Heart.

"You're all ready?" asked Nyai Hand of Poison to dozens of members.

"Ready .." answered them simultaneously.

"Good, we're moving. But I'm gonna change the plan,"

"Please continue on Nyai" said the Golden Spear King from the North.

"alright. I want us to split up into groups. The goal is to be able to investigate the entire area easily and perfectly. Because otherwise, it is feared that there are enemy parties that lurk and we do not know," said Nyai Hand of Poison.

Everyone nodded. They certainly agree with the proposal. Because according to him, indeed what Nyai Hand Poison said, there is a point.

The forest is quite large. The trees and trees are tight. It could be that the enemy already knew of their arrival and deliberately herded in.

Aapalgi it's night time, anything is possible.

"Wait, trouble checking the entire forest, just leave it to the two of us. You guys just go inside. As long as you give a sign for the entrance to it. Both are better, because more can move freely," said Cakra Buana suddenly spoke up.

Everyone look at each other. They all knew how the young man nicknamed the Nameless Swordsman. If the other characters, they will immediately agree. But either with His Hand Poison Sacred Heart.

He seemed to think for a while. The old woman had certainly heard of the lunge of the Nameless Swordsman and the Wingless Angel. Only, he had never witnessed firsthand how powerful it was.

Suddenly he stared intently at Cakra Buana. Those eyes, even in the dark of the night, look really creepy. The eyes appear to emit flashes of light and strength is quite great.

If others were to receive the gaze of those pair of eyes, they would definitely feel frightened. Even if it was not strong, it might be able to faint on the spot.

For the gaze that Nyai Hand of Sacred Heart Poison gave to the Nameless Swordsman, was not an indiscriminate gaze.

The gaze does contain other powers and can affect the person being stared at.

Merely, His Poison Hand Sacred Heart looked a little surprised upon realizing that the youngster before him was completely unaffected by the gaze he gave.

Precisely with his leisure, Cakra Buana aka the Nameless Swordsman, returned the gaze and even while smiling.

His Poison Hand the green forest grandfather nodded in satisfaction. He immediately judged that the young man's abilities were not low.

"All right then. Later I give a sign as a hint inward," he said after being satisfied to test Cakra Buana.

"good. Thank you Nyai for believing in us" replied Cakra Buana briefly.

The old woman nodded. He then gave the code to the others.

They immediately understood.

Before long, His Poison Hand Sacred Heart instantly moved swiftly into the forest. Two figures followed behind him. While three more are behind the group to maintain the safety of the members.

In just the blink of an eye, they had vanished into the darkness of the night.

Now that there are only Cakra Buana and Sinta Wulansari forest edge. Both are still silent, have not moved to carry out the task.

"Love, you go left. I'm going right, we meet again here. How's it?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Good brother. I'm following what you said,"

"good. Then we move now. We have to be fast" said Pendekar Unnamed.

The Wingless Angel nodded. He knew that now was not the time to relax.

After the two agreed, they immediately moved. The two split according to the original agreement.

Her favorite pink clothes glowed in the darkness.

On the other hand, the figures and groups have increasingly entered into the Hitan Prohibition. During the trip, there have been no signs of any disturbance.

They move fast enough to get to the main destination in no time.

His Poison Hand Sacred Heart led the troupe. He took those people to a pretty winding road. The goal is to remove the tracks and not be sniffed by the enemy.

A wide variety of colors flashed rapidly within the forest. The movements of those people barely caused any sound at all.

Meanwhile, Cakra Buana was already quite far down the Prohibition Forest. The Nameless Swordsman had yet to discover any peculiarities. To date, there have been no signs of any unwanted events happening.

Right now, not yet. I don't know if it's any minute.

Cakra Buana is starting to feel bad. His premonition said that something was going to happen soon.

As he was running through several places in the forest, suddenly a strong wind seemed to be from three different directions. Right, left, and back.

The wind was quite strong and brought with it a cold wind.

The Buana chakra that his entire body had trained against any danger, instantly showed his reaction.

All of a sudden, the Nameless Swordsman set his foot on a tree and immediately turned over.

"Grand …"

Three explosions sounded loud. Three fairly large tree trunks were instantly smashed into pieces. But it is not produced because of a style.

Except for three little blades.

But although small, the three knives turned out to contain great power in it. In addition, the slide also feels very fast.

Cakra Buana was not too surprised. He had thought something like this would happen.

Now in front of the Nameless Penddkar already stood three people dressed all in black. Their body posture is the same. And the appearance is the same. They all used skull-handled swords.

Even on the back of their clothes, there is also a symbol with a skull symbol.

"Hemm, a member of the Organization of the Dead Skulls ..." sizzled Cakra Buana while looking intently at the three people.

The three people who were indeed members of the Death Skull Organization, they immediately attacked Cakra Buana without even a word.

While darting, they threw again some very sharp little blades and slid as fast as before.

If he hadn't seen it, he could have avoided it, especially now that he saw it.

Of course it is easy for Cakra Buana.

He only needed to rotate both hands, then he quickly stomped both hands forward.

"Relope …"

A red beam shot out profusely welcoming the blade that his three opponents threw.

"Blarrr ..." The collision happened again.

The shock wave is quite large. The birds that were perching and resting, immediately flew away in surprise.