Story of Mystery 2

Flying Knife Barricade

On the edge of a forest, there was a human figure. His face is still quite young. The young man's body was covered in blood. Scratches of sharp weapons filled almost his entire body. Matera it?

I don't know what kind of magic he had, but after a while the body suddenly shook. The veins glow green as if they were phosphorous. It's magical! The blood that filled his body parts dried up for longer.

Uhh!

One moan sounded. The body that had been silent was moving, waking up. His eyes were open, sharp as eagle eyes. A sword with a jagged side was stuck in the ground not far in front of the young man. He got up, his steps looked weak.

The srekk!

His hand pulled out the sword. Seeing it briefly. Once satisfied, his eyes turned to the eastern horizon. The color white gray indicates the morning. Attached the sword to his waist, then his feet stepped out of the edge of the forest.

The large building was surrounded by a high fence. At the top of the gate two knives cross each other to be the identifier of the place. Flying Knife Tarikat. A gathering of high-scientific heretics, led by a man of great knowledge named Subarka nicknamed The Blade of Heaven.

Since it was formed approximately one year ago, the name of the Flying Knife Sarikat so quickly soared in the martial world, how not, the lunge of the Sky Blade and his men have been stirring the green jungle. Kidnapping, killing, and extorting is what they have done, especially the Sky Blade often challenges famous heroes, and all those who face it succeed in being defeated easily.

Bruaks!

A large table of crushed wood, hit by a big man, his thick mustache makes his appearance more haunted.

Some of the men who were in one of the rooms of the large building looked pale to see the wrath of their leader who was none other than the Blade of Heaven.

"Stupid!"

The Eye of the Sky Knife looked at one by one his men.

"Bringing one woman home is not good!" gurasmya hard.

"But sir, as we said, there is a young man who hinders the master." replied one of his men timidly.

The Eye of the Sky Blade glared. "You said the young man was dead! Where is Andini!?"

All his men lowered their heads, no one dared to look them in the eyes.

"Java!" yell Subarka.

"Yes sir, we did kill him, the young man was very shrewd, forced to grieve him, and after we managed to get the young man covered in blood, Miss Andini was no longer in the master's place. We searched all night, but we failed to find any trace of him." Obviously one of Subarka's men looked down.

The breath of the Sky Knife was deflated, wanting him to kick the mouth that had just spoken, but he broke his intention. Lately, many figures are trying to find enemies with Flying Knife Barricades. They still need their energy.

Hhh.. Damnit damnit! He never thought he would get opposition from his own camp. Especially from her blood, Andini. How he was not confused to know his biological child stopped. The evil Flying Knife will not have the heart with his daughter, a girl who grew up, from the womb of the only woman he loved. A moment Subarka's mind wandered, reminiscing about the figure of Andini's mother who had died when her son was a child.

The clenching hand of the Sky Blade shook. "Find out! Find Andini bye! I don't want to see your faces before I bring Andini safely!" strict orders.

All his men nodded, saluted and were moved to leave the room.

The small river was so clear water, some fish seemed to swim more and more here. Under the tree beside the river sat a young man with a handsome face with a firm stature, his hands watching the jagged sword clasped in his hand. He was the young man who had dawn before, covered in blood, Andara his name. While the sword in his hand is the Life-Switching Sword of his teacher's legacy.

The young man's thoughts returned to the events of last night, how he was in the gang of dozens of people for saving a woman. Who're they? And where did the woman go? Ah, apes was right last night, his body was slashed by dozens of knives. Really a crazy knife he thought, only that time Youara faced knives that were able to fly, like thousands of wasps that pucker, tore his skin at will.

Fortunately, the knowledge of his teacher's legacy of Serap Daya made him recover, even though he sacrificed his pure energy.

The truck!

Surprised Andara quickly turned. A beautiful girl was standing not far behind the shade tree. That girl!? The girl he saved last night!

Andara got up from her seat. "You?"

The girl nodded. "Yes, sir, I helped you last night."

"Oh, I thought we'd never see you again, lady, how did you get here?"

The girl looked at Andara, for some reason, seeing the might of the young man, the girl who was Andini the daughter of the Celestial Knife was amazed.

"I. I followed you here." replied Andini. The girl indeed ran away when the young man who helped her from the ambush of her father's men in the crack. But after running for a long time, he decided to turn around, when he reached the original place, Andini did not see the Flying Knife Sarikat member, he only saw the young man who was standing up pulling out his sword, and he did not see a member of the Flying Knife Sarikat, he has been following secretly ever since.

You are stunned, not in the doubt the girl had been following him. Eliminating the awkwardness he introduced himself and asked the name of the girl. Andyni. Ah, a beautiful name, after the girl mentioned her name.

"Where are you going, miss?" ask the young man.

"Come" replied the girl.

"Eh? Why that? Doesn't Miss have a family?"

The girl was silent and did not answer. There seemed to be something secret that Andini did not want to say, thought the young man, so he did not want to press.

"Alright lady, I'm just walking at my best, but the outside world is dangerous enough for a girl like you, do you mind if we walk together?" andara said later.

The girl's eyes sparkled, it seemed like that was what she wanted, her head quickly nodded.

The party rode horses, dozens of them, carrying various weapons. At the very front, three riders who seemed to be the leader of the entourage slowed down the pace of the horses. The first one was a slim man, about forty years old, had a thin mustache and golden clothes, a pair of sword-furred eagle heads perched on his back. Golden Eagle Sword. The second person was a woman, who had a beautiful face but seemed arrogant, her age was not much different from the first person, dressed in a blend of black and white, a thin sword hanging on her waist. She was the wife of the Golden Eagle Sword, nicknamed the Shadow Sword Goddess. The third man looked quite old, probably around sixty years old, though he looked still dashing, his clothes all blue. Next to the hand in control, the other hand tightly grasped a short, silver stick with both pointed ends, his demeanor very authoritative, his half-whitened long hair fluttering in the wind. His name is Raju Kala, is the leader and teacher of the riding troupe, bearing the title of Scepter of Catastrophe.

Raju Kala is a green jungle desengkot who leads the Poison Kala society. Over the years, this group became one of the largest societies in disdain. In addition to having enough men and branches, their three great leaders Raju Kala and his two main students have very high intelligence, which is very high, for this reason, until now, no one dared to mess with them.

Not without reason Raju Kala traveled along with his group of students, their destination was one, which visited the headquarters of Sarikat Knives Fly.

The new Union has heated Raju Kala, some of the areas he had taken over by members of the Flying Knife, even dozens of children of the Kala Poison Society who clashed were badly injured.

"Stop!" raju Kala's command while raising one of his hands that was holding a spear. All horse riders are in control.

Look at Raju Kala's sharp eyes watching the left right in front of him.

"Don't hide! Show your noses before you regret!" his yell.

There's no answer.

"Huh! People are cowards apparently!" fishing line's loud.

The set! the set!

Raju Kala's words were answered by flashing several knives at him.

The tring! The tring!

The flick of his hand struck the knives, not only did they not hit the target, but the knives of the dark assailant were broken by the stalks of his short spear.

"Haha..! Raju Kala's! You came just to take your life!" one voice broke the silence.

Raju Kala's forehead is wrinkled, apparently their presence is ready to welcome the opponent.

But it is not Raju Kala if the opponent trembles. He replied with a chuckle laugh.

"Hehehee. Nicely, apparently clumsy-turvy Tarikat Knives Rombengan, can what you guys with my stick!"

Not to mention one sound of the Wand of Cataclysm, from behind the grove of trees flashed dozens of knives, this time not only targeting Raju Kala, but also towards all groups.

The clattering of metal sounded. Attacked in such a dark manner, the people of Kala Poison did not become nervous, especially those brought by the leader were a fairly high-scientific student ranks.

But not without reason Sarikat Knives Fly soaring his name in a short time, it may be that the knife that was thrown first failed to meet the target because Raju Kala hit to break. Unlike fate with the knives that were repelled by his men, their energy only thickened the knife, when they thought the threat was over, it turned out that the knives were able to turn around, back to attack violently.

Trang! The tring!

Many times the impact again occurred, even though it had been deflected, the attacking knife continued to fly back to target the opponent's body parts like eyes.

Several times the sound of complaining, flying knives began to take their toll. Seeing his student's son was injured, Raju Kala was angry, his body flashed, the sweep of his staff knocked down the knives so as not to be able to strike back. So did the Golden Eagle and his wife, shoulder to shoulder they flashed to and fro stemming the knife.

"Hahahaa.Your initial attack is already in the fog! It's good to roll back your kesarang Raju Kala!" one soft voice sounded.

Raju Kala's face flushed. In the middle of the road dozens of spears in front of them a man of great stature had a bushy mustache, his hands impaled by grasping two knives. The Chief of the Flying Knife, Subarka. From behind the left-right trees dozens of people leaped, they took a position behind the Chairman.

Weepy! Raju Kala spit so badly. "I thought you would forever hide behind the lush trees of the Subarka!" objurgation.

Subarka smiled cynically. "It would be an honor to see you twitching your life from a close distance Raju Kala."

Subarka's last words made the leader of the Kala Poison Society unable to hold back his wrath. While giving an attacking signal, his body flashed towards Subarka.

Rumbling cries accompanied the invasion of Raju Kala's group, in an instant they were already engaged in an exciting battle.

At first the fight was balanced, but soon began to sound screams of pain from the pupils of Raju Kala, some of them were unable to withstand the agility of the flying knives of the opponent, in addition to long-distance fights, the knives turned out to be used for melee fights, even more dangerous, because Subarka's men easily controlled weapons, fended off, attacked, swerving dodge and returned to attack.

On the other hand, the fight between Subarka and Raju Kala was very fierce. But Subarka's cleverness was indeed extraordinary, his large body was very agile to move. His two hands were playing with knives so fast.

Brett! The knife in Subarka's hand tore off the clothes Raju Kala was wearing. "Fuck up!" shouted the man while jumping backwards, fortunately only the cloth was torn.

His concentration was indeed very disturbed, because he heard the screams of the death of his student's son.

In front of Subarka grinned, "Who welcomes your death Raju Kala?"

A couple of Golden Eagle Sword and Shadow Sword wives who saw their teacher being defeated by the opponent jumped closer leaving their friends. Now the three of them stood side by side ready to face Subarka.

"Haha. go ahead-majulah!" challenge the Flying Banana Leader loudly.

Hiaat! The Golden Eagle Sword without waiting for the command to come forward. Before long the four of them had been engaged in an exciting battle.

Raju Kala and his two main disciples went hand-in-hand against Subarka, they did not care about the cries and moans of the members of the Poison Kala.

Indeed, the fight is almost said to stay between Subarka and his three opponents, while the children of the Kala Poison Society have been struggling to bathe blood, there are indeed some members of the Flying Knife who died, indeed, but it is not comparable to the number of victims from Raju Kala's side. The advantages of the members of the Kala Poison is the poison in their weapons, if the opponent is scratched, can be sure the lives of the opponent will not be helped, dear they face the Flying Knife Draw, and, people who have the ability to injure and kill opponents untouched.

Now most of Subarka's men only gathered to witness the enormity of the four-man fight, they did not dare to plunge to help if not ruled by their chairman.

The tring! The tring! Cras! Cras! Akh!

The knife in Subarka's hand was like a snake, after pecking, winding through empty space, two of Raju Kala's students shrieked and slammed backwards, their chests pierced with Subarka's flying knife. Raju Kala was stunned to see his beloved disciple die so quickly.

Ahaha! Subarka's laughter again sounded blaring, his heart was excited because victory was in sight.

Raju Kala's face suddenly stiffened. His two hands slid into the back of his clothes, raising his hands high.

"Campus you!"

Dluan! The dhuar!

Two explosions rang out, gray smoke filling the battle area, locking Subarka and his men away. The Poison Smoke Kala!

Within a short time Subarka's men were scattered, their bodies blackened with foaming mouths. That was the greatness of the Kala Poison, who was directly affected died.

Actually never one of Raju Kala using his flagship explosive poison weapon, the death of two of his favorite students that made it dark eyes. His own body that was immune to poison remained standing firm even though gray smoke still surrounded him. Replace him who laughs at the sight of Subarka's men falling apart no one survived.

Subarka himself fell down, desperately he held the poisonous air, but the strength of the poison he could not bear, his eyes bulged, and then with a curve his body collapsed to the ground.

Daddy's!

One hysterical scream echoed. Shouts of a woman.

Subarka. A girl seemed to run over, but was prevented by a young man. They are Andini and Andara.

The two of them who decided to continue on the journey together were interrupted by the sounds of the fight, once they searched for the source of the sound. It looked like four people were fighting, watched by dozens of others, and the corpses they saw were scattered everywhere.

Not knowing the problem, Andara decided to wait for the continuation of the fight, while Andini who knew that her father in front there was involved in the fight, watched with misgivings. At first he was excited to see his father managed to overcome two opponents, but spontaneously he screamed hysterically when he saw his father collapsed when exposed to gray smoke due to the explosion of the opponent's weapon. However, the affection is still attached to Andini, which he does not like from his father is his arbitrary behavior using his intelligence.

"Don't Andini! The smoke is poisonous!" prevent Andara.

"Sister, that's my father!" andini screams with tears in her eyes.

"Please wait here" Andara said as she saw the man who had blown up the poisonous smoke approaching, swiftly approaching.

"Who are you!? What's the connection with the flying knife?" sentak Raju Kala

"We are nobody, sir, by chance passing by." replied the young man.

"Don't lie! You think I'm stupid! Obviously I heard the girl's scream calling Dad!"

In vain to avoid the scorn, Andara opened her mouth, "Master, whatever the girl's relationship with the master's opponent is gone, after all the master has won the fight."

"Hehey.. You think so, huh!? The Flying Knife has taken out two of my favorite disciples! It's appropriate that I finish off everyone he has a relationship with!" raju Kala's.

Knowing the fight is inevitable, Andara escapes her sword. "If that's what you want, then fine, let's determine who will survive."

Raju Kala smiled, glancing at the jagged sword in the young man's hand, "Good, you're really a knight apparently, start."

Undoubtedly Andara turned the sword, making a puffed sound, he stomped and started the attack.

The fight is back, this time between Andara and Raju Kala. The spear in the hands of the leader of the Kala Poison Society is indeed great, but the sword in the hands of an opponent named the Life Behead Sword is also no less great, this fight goes very exciting.

After dozens of moves, the pressure of Raju Kala's attack increased, the short stick in his hand seemed to turn into a lot, Youara desperately tried to defend.

Cras! A sabetan sliced through the young man's arm. There was no screeching, the young man did not feel any pain. Raju Kala smiled cynically, he thought within minutes the young man must have been sprawled, the tip of his spear was very poisonous. After a few minutes the head of the Poison Kala frowned, there was no sign of poisoning the young man, even the wound on the young man's arm seemed to dry up. Crazy one!? Is this young man of his opponent immune to poison? I never thought of Raju Kala.

He intensified the attack, stabbing a spear in a row, targeting the parts of the young man's body. You are actually quite tired, indeed he is able to neutralize the poison that attacks his body, but he had to sacrifice some of his energy, so that his movements are no longer as agile as ever.

One open space saw Raju Kala, his spear pierced quickly. Crass! The spear thrust through Andara's waist. But shocked not to turn Raju Kala, because as soon as he was about to pull his hands back to the bottom of the grasp of the young man.

Dhuagg!

A loud kick struck his stomach, he complained. While holding the heartburn exposed to the kick, the clenching sound of the serrated sword was right beside him.

Crass! Akhr!

Andara's sword slit the opponent's neck, the body of Poison Leader Kala was crushed with an unhelpful life.

Uhh! Look at the eyes of Andara twitched, he was forced to lure the opponent at the expense of his body to win the fight, otherwise he would win against a celihai opponent Raju Kala.

Bruk! Unable to bear her weight, Andara collapsed to the ground.

"The back!" One worried cry sounded.

Andini who watched the fight ran over to Andara's body lying down. His tears were unable to be dammed when he saw the wound on the young man's waist. How cruel the world would be if it had to accept the fact of losing two people attached to the heart on the same day.

Despite the escape, Andara was still able to see Andini who was sitting near him with a sad face.

"Don't worry Andini, I promise I won't leave you," he comforted with a smile as he grabbed Andini's hand and held it. Yes, he will not die that easily, there have been many injuries he has experienced, all he has to do is sacrifice some energy to recover his wounds.

So-called.