The Black Pirates

CH. 88 – Past Chapters: Mystic Power

The hammer that was originally fortified by Akma Jaya fell from the height of the tower, just below the pool, water splashed. Sound of hammer fall. Beuh. loud, very loud.

Akma Jaya sighed, the crowd had dispersed since the roaring wind, forming an unimaginable gust.

Amidst the astonishment, Captain Broboros glared in anger.

"You're presumptuous, you dare to kill regardless of your status, you're a lowly creature!" Captain Broboros was furious, but he still could not believe the events that had just happened.

Akma Jaya is floundering, Captain Broboros is back to his unmitigated whimper. Their sword slashes passed each other, clattering.

However, not for long, Captain Broboros leapt back from the front of Akma Jaya. From the position he was still on the tower wall raised his head.

The horizon lay a gray light, clumping clouds unsightly.

"Drinker!" Captain Broboros exclaimed concisely as he brandished his weapon towards the horizon.

As soon as the lightning greeted a smile, rounded like a rubber ball, small, but not to be underestimated, the lightning balls gathered so much, the flash was flashing.

The crowd that had been dispersed, not completely dispersed, they were divorced, scattered everywhere to find shelter, the turn of time into a running reference, clearly from the point of view, he said, they were close from the distance of the tower, even still at home staring at the fight, all this was fairly rare to happen.

Aisha stared anxiously, Tabra at the top of the tower saw the overall detail, obviously, even the glint was close from the glare of the eye. Allegedly, the suspect muttered that Akma Jaya would die of a charred being struck by lightning.

"The captain was really in danger, the lightning bolts struck and centered on the sword surface of the octopus face!" Akma Jaya's men exclaimed focus on staring at the binoculars.

"What's going on?" One of them asked.

However, the person was focused in the binoculars, he did not answer. Because of that, making him want to seize the long-shaped object.

The atmosphere between them returned noisily.

"Hey, you don't need binoculars. Look at that lightning, forming like a ball, isn't this obvious, don't scramble anymore. It's so creepy, pray for the captain's safety!" One of them reconciled them. Successfully briefed, they reconcile and busy staring in a direction that is not clear, blurry because of a long distance, only visible form of light— flashes of lightning struck, forming small balls.

Now the sword of Captain Broboros was enveloped in lightning, but who would have thought, Akma Jaya stared leisurely, there was not the slightest gap of fear.

Captain Broboros stared intently. "You're able to fend off my sword!"

"It's hard to believe, who are you really?" Captain Broboros was so furious, even the glare of the eyes sharpened with a loud resting voice.

Akma Jaya smiled. "I'm a human!" He said, not at length.

A glance of speech that indicates a person's race. Captain Broboros snorted in annoyance, showing a look of anger. "Civilized, are you mocking me?" He grew even more furious when he heard it, even clasping tightly onto the sword.

Simply put, it is likely that Captain Broboros was offended, in view of the octopus-shaped face, not the human race, when in the past, once, it had been a very long time that happened.

However, the curse is like acupuncture, at first glance painful, but if looked at in a different point of view, it will look something astonishing, widening the eyes.

The curse that made his life long, exactly 300 years ago, he lived and until now. Imagine, amazingly this Captain Broboros, never felt dead because of his great ability, unbelievable.

"I don't know you, but you dare to speak so sassy!" Spontaneous, Captain Broboros continued his remarks without the slightest pause.

"You still dare to speak in front of me, you need to know, this lightning sword belongs to me, anyone who dares to obstruct, even insult like you, now face your death, you will be dumbstruck by lightning!" Captain Broboros spoke at length explaining what was in him.

While under the tower, Ashraq gulped, staring unblinkingly at one of the shelters, the wind still roaring, the dusky robe of Akma Jaya blazing.

"You're so brave to kill my best friend!" Captain Broboros uttered hoarsely, this time there was a puddle that filled around the netra. Shady, there's no bright.

Akma Jaya was silent, she knew very well the mistake she had made.

It didn't last long, Captain Broboros let out a laugh. "In this world, you need to know, there are pirates who are on the seven-story pillar, there are pirates who are in the ability of the seven mystic swords, and there are seven mystic swords, I am one of the seven mystical swordsmen, and if I mention all the pirate factions, you will be agape, out of all that I am the captain of all swordsmen." Captain Broboros explained while praising himself, clucking proudly.

At the top of the tower, Tabra heard a glance. "User of the seven mystic swords?"

"Captain Gaiha?"

Tabra was astonished, when she was a child, she had a fight with Captain Gaiha, during the battle Captain Gaiha once mentioned it, but a peculiarity of Captain Gaiha's movements, she did not show any mystical power.

"At that time, Captain Gaiha once called it, but he did not show any mystical powers, was he intentionally not to use them?" Tabra slammed down with a hand that held the chin area, looking thoughtful with all that.

Above their heads, the horizon focused on the point of flash-strewn, Tabra took refuge again, one sword move only, a glance at a second, the ball of lightning gathered around Captain Broboros darted quickly, speeding, heading to a locked point.

Akma Jaya stares at the flash towards him, as the mind bares, looking for a solution to overcome it.

"Rub the surface three times, recite the verse kisara, there is no world without wounds, the mortal world is full of lies, close your eyes, feel the energy of nature penetrating into the soul."

Adfain's explanation rang, after a long period of silence, Akma Jaya re-opened her eyes, trying quickly what Adfain had said.

The surface of the heirloom—Atramata— was rubbed three times while reciting the verse of kisara, the two verse stanzas he read, the eyes closed in the temple inside, feeling the energy of nature penetrating into the soul.

Atramata shone brightly.

Captain Broboros held the light towards the eyes. "What light is this?" His eyes could hold on longer. Sisters shed tears, but not a form of crying.

Akma Jaya's men on board, all of them blindfolded, glare at once, as did Aisha, Ashraq and everyone in the area who closed their eyes.

In fact, the light was shining towards the horizon in a straight form, the black cloud clump slowly fading away.

Captain Broboros raised his head, seeing that the entire light was piercing through the horizon.

"Could he have mystic powers just like my sword?!" Captain Broboros muttered for a moment, he still could not believe what he saw.

Tabra at the top of the tower wondered why it could be that way, unexpectedly, so different.

Before long, the radiating light slowly shrinks, but merges with the body of Akma Jaya to make it glow, from the face, shoulders, wrists, chest, stomach, legs to knees, and so on, all of its members were not left behind in the least.

Captain Broboros could not believe that even what he saw was so strange, indigestible. The situation returned to normal, where strong winds, black cloud clumps, lightning struck, everything returned to normal like normal daylight. Bright, at that time, the clouds showed beauty, the skyline was blue accompanied by white clouds together to form a beauty that no one had ever seen.