The Angkara Murka

The Book of Soldiers Seventy-Two

Soemantri Soekrasana looked at the face of Anggalarang well as if looking for something from there. "Don't you ever sleep with that girl, Anggalarang?" soemantri Soekrasana Gumam.

The one asked immediately shook his head, "No, Soemantri. Not Wardhani" he replied.

"Not him? Then who, what do you mean? Are you sleeping with him or not? Why is the answer not? Then who are you sleeping with?" cecar Soemantri Soekrasana.

"Wardhani penetrated into the body of my girlfriend named Kusuma Dewi. Then I made love to Kusuma Dewi. So simple," replied Anggalarang.

"Push? How could? I was the one who imprisoned Wardhani to the other side. He should not have possessed like a supernatural being. He is still human. Don't you mean, you slept with both of them?" Soemantri Soekrasana is still chasing answers from Anggalarang.

"Why are you, Soemantri? What's your relationship with him? You want to sleep with that girl? Just please. I won't tell Wong Ayu" replied Anggalarang ketus.

Just when he saw Soemantri Soekrasana about to protest, Anggalarang raised her index finger, "Ah, no. I will still tell Wong Ayu that you slept with a demonic woman whose chest tops were a crimson red. Let Wong Ayu burn you with fire from her eyes that are as red as Wardhani's breast tip" Anggalarang replied in satisfaction.

"Seriously? You guys are discussing this now? You realize you're pitting each other for manliness?" cut Sarti. He banged his own forehead irritated, feeling silly and frustrated with the conversation of the two young men.

Sarti turned away and walked towards the five helicopter personnel consisting of Police and special team members of the disaster and rescue task force. Sarti took the New Klinthing spear from his back, taking another piece of wooden handle from behind his silat clothes. With the piece, he connected it to the New Klinthing short spear. Now Sarti had a spear with a longer handle.

Seeing this, the five injured personnel felt extremely threatened. Two police officers, including the pilot, had already taken their pistols off with great difficulty. Sarti soon realized that these people misunderstood.

"Immediately take refuge and get away from this place. Save your weapons for the real danger" said Sarti coldly.

The woman returned to Soemantri Soekrasana and Anggalarang as the five survivors bopong each other to leave from there, following Sarti's orders.

"I don't care if you have beautiful curves in the eyes of these two men. Naked like that maybe you think you can feel more tempting, but right now, my spearhead will prove how beautiful your body is when it has been pierced and torn," Sarti shouted to Wardhani.

The girl laughed softly. "All right, ladies. I will remove the head from your body, after that I will make love to Mas Soemantri and Anggalarang on your pool of blood!" reply Wardhani with the same exclaim.

Soemantri Soekrasana and Anggalarang looked at each other. Both of them shuddered in disgust. "I don't mind if you still want to be with him. Take it, Anggalarang," Soemantri Soekrasana said.

Anggalarang creates facial mimic jejap and meloya aka disgust. "I told you, just you, Soemantri. I solemnly promised this time I wouldn't report it to Wong Ayu."

Sarti scratched his head in annoyance. "Have you guys been kidding me enough?" Soemantri Soekrasana and Anggalarang simultaneously shrugged their shoulders and looked towards Sarti who seemed to be furious.

Wan, the ghost-faced Chinese swordsman pointed towards Sarti. Wardhani saw and responded. "You want to kill him? Please. But please leave the head intact for me" Wardhani said.

Knowing what the long-haired, pale-skinned and red-lipped Chinese man meant, Sarti tightened her grip on the handle of the spear. "It's time you changed, Anggalarang. Soemantri, cast your spell."

After saying that, without waiting for an attack from the enemy side, Sarti spun his spear once then jumped high, ready to immerse his spear eyes into Wan's head.

Anggalarang tore his top clothes that had run out, and threw them away. His skin cracked and white coarse feathers made it out of his cracks. Sang Maung roars. Anggalarang's face changed half of the tiger with animal features exuded from his body.

However, before he was completely replaced by the presence of Maung, his half-turned body was pounded on the shoulder of the figure of the Bull of Amuk so that it ejected towards the smoky helicopter wreck.

A loud explosion followed the impact.

Soemantri Soekrasana's eyes boughtak saw the incident. It's just that he didn't have time to do anything to ascertain the state of the fellow, because Lembu Sekilan has dragged his body to avoid the sudden attack of two former Mataram soldiers in the past who had participated in subduing Sukadana: East Eagle and West Eagle.

The Sea Bajing won't lose. He held high like an ape and donated an attack towards Soemantri Soekrasana.

Maung slid out from the flames of the helicopter explosion with wounds adorning his body. But, as the wounds healed quickly, his claws almost hit the Amuk Bull that had attacked him suddenly. Although the claw escaped, Anggalarang hump had hit Banteng Amuk and threw it a few meters back.

Bulls and tigers are officially fighting!

Similarly, the attacks and agile evasion of three past warriors against Soemantri Soekrasana became a kind of great spectacle and class on stage. The difference is, this show demands lives.

Sarti rolled over quickly. His attack was aborted. The elder Rajawali tried to nudge his poisonous black fingers to receive Sarti's attack towards Wan. Wan herself did not wait long to flash after Sarti. He jumps up and down like a deer and tries to hug Sarti, locking and biting him. That was his fighting style and plan which was indeed strange.

Sarti had faced them in his past life. How clear in Sarti's memory, that at that time, he was dying of being beaten up and then killed at the hands of Wan.

His neck was ripped apart by Wan fangs that were as sharp as saw blades.

"Not this time, motherfucker!" exclaim Sarti hard.

He was already much more familiar with Wan's undeveloped moves, let alone the swordsman had just bounced back. Meanwhile, Sarti had died and lived countless more. His experience of fighting throughout history had forged him well.

And so, Sarti spun once and greeted Wan's attack with the long-handled New Klinthing spear. The stab he did so fast. The legendary spear's eyes burst into Wan's mouth cavity which opened wide to bite. Sarti felt the sharp blade of his weapon piercing Wan's throat.

A final movement was launched by Sarti. With one jolt Wan's face torn into two parts.