The Fragrant Soul

Chapter 28: The Battle of Rengganis Crater

Shortly after Dian Titah Nalacitra left, her husband came. His face displayed an unpleasant look. His body language implied as if he was ready to fight.

“Raden Rakantara Gandakusuma,” he said calmly.

“I, Gusti Raden..,” replied Raka.

“Have disembarked the order of His Majesty the Prime Minister to arrest you.”

“Accaused by what business?”

“The murder of the Damara family, and the massacre at the jungle cottage of kidul, and the death of several other warriors!”

“All that is slander. Not me the culprit.”

“If you're not the culprit, let's go to Kotaraja. You'll get a decent trial.”

The brain of the Harum Sukma is quick counting. If he fought back then he would face the special guards with very high marks. If he comes along then he will not be able to continue his investigation and maybe he will be even more slandered.

“Inspardon. I can't come with.”

Raden Indrasaka sighed. He flicked his finger, knowing that there was already someone in front of the door, the window, the roof, the back room, the vestibule, and everywhere. All roads are closed to him. There is no way to escape.

Then Sukma Harum moved.

The distance between Raden Indrasaka and Sukma Harum is several spears. Also blocked by a long table and several chairs. But so fast Sukma Harum moved, Indrasaka seemed to see the swordsman moving through the table and chair and knew he had taken a peck at him.

Even Indrasaka had not blinked!

“Excuse me,” whispered Raka. The upper body part of the Indrasaka is unable to move. Only his feet can move. Just raising or raising his hand he could not.

Sukma Harum took Indrasuka hostage and said, “Please let me through. And the account will not interfere with Raden Bagus in the slightest.”

He saw his besiegers all dressed up as peasants and villagers. Indeed, in the task of escorting the prime minister, most members of this guard force disguised themselves as ordinary people.

In this room there is a bodyguard. His height is only. He was calm while folding his hands in front of his chest. Look at his eyes very sharp. Raka knew this person was also counting steps. What decision should he make?

At the front door was a farmer's hat. His face was not very clear as it was covered in a wide peasant hat. The man hid the sword behind his loose robe.

In the right window, there was a guard outside. He was ready with his drawn blade. His body is tall.

On the left, a middle-aged man [sitting leisurely at the window. It seemed like his hand was clutching a secret weapon ready to be snatched.

In the back room were two people. Each one carried a sword that was so similar. Apparently they're a kind of twin swordsman. Their moves certainly fill each other.

There must be someone else on the roof. Raka had no idea who and how the swordsman was.

Sukma Harum's mind is counting.

The first person who would attack him was certainly this sharp-eyed man before him. Raka imagines himself moving to the right while slightly pushing Raden Indrasaka to the left to avoid also the opponent's attack. At the same time, with Indrasaka on his left, it would certainly dispel the middle-aged person on the left window to throw a secret weapon.

Then Raka also imagined shouting “Awas kujang” while pretending to throw something towards the twin swordsman who was in the back room. The trick will certainly make the two warriors move defensively and slightly block their steps forward.

Then the big swordsman on the left window will come forward to attack him because he thinks the powerful kujang has been released so that Raka does not have a weapon.

Then that's when Sukma Harum has to move.

All of these counts appeared inside his head in just a split second. And that's what he really did!

Raka move!

Everything he imagined had really happened!

Once all happened, Sukma Harum then moved along the ground.  He entered through the bottom of the table and seats to avoid the attack of the great tall swordsman from the right window. The swordsman passed above him, while Raka herself managed to glide smoothly and bouncy high through the window.

He escaped out of the room!

But he knew on the roof there was someone waiting for him!

Swordsman on the roof was a small pill-shaped bomb that if exploded would emit toxic smoke. Harum Sukma did not dodge or fend off the smoke bomb. He turned his arm gently and received dozens of smoke bombs. Then by turning his body rapidly, he changed the direction of the smoke bomb!

It leads to a window where the pursuers begin to appear. He returned it to his thrower.

Alaaarrrr!!!!!

Tsssssssssssss!!!!

The sound of the explosion was not very big, and then it let out a hissing sound. The poisonous smoke came out. The pursuers stopped pacing for a moment, stopped chasing him. Amidst the thick smoke that was billowing, the Fragrant Sukma had already disappeared within the darkness of the night!

But the steps are not far enough. In front of him was another person who was waiting. This person looked very different from the previous bodyguards. If the previous one used disguise, this person was not in disguise at all.

His clothes are typical of the martial world. His sword was smeared on his shoulder. His eyes were calm but lit up. One look at Sukma Harum knew this person was a top class swordsman.

Without speaking he had already pulled out the sword!

The sword is flying so fast!

Splitting the night sky gave off a friction of fire.

So fast was the sword, that friction with the air produced fire.

Sukma Haru dodged to the side. Suddenly the sword that had passed was turning round. Sukma Harum was shocked as well but he did not panic. Immediately he made a kayang-like gesture and returned the sword passing by.

Harum bounces with his hand because he knows the sword will turn again. A very sharp belch, as sharp as the mada of his shiny sword was illuminated by the pale moonlight. So sharp that it shines in the middle of the night.

But Sukma Harum kecelik. The sword continued to pass forward, and there was another sword coming to snatch. It turned out that the sword could split in two, and each of them could move on their own like a demonic hand was moving it!

The Hand of Satan Two Horns.

The name appears in Sukma Harum's memory. This swordsman of the black faction had long since disappeared from the martial world. Turns out to be on His Highness the Prime Minister.

Two sword eyes filled each other, united together. Floating layings fly attack. The owner of the sword was far away.

Dodging alone is not enough, Harum Sukma moves bouncy. His hand was two stones.

Two stones touched the handle of a twin sword that danced like a possessed snake.

As soon as it was taken by the stone, the sword fell apart. Apparently the handle is connected with the thread.

Smooth and thin yarn.

Sukma Harum breathed a sigh of relief because the sword had been crippled, but he was once again petrified. The two swords came back to life like they had obtained a new life. Even more ferocious moves and trengginas.

How is it possible, even though the thread has been decided?

It turned out that the Demon Tanga still had many threads tied to her fingers. If it breaks, there are other threads that will appear in place. I don't know how many threads he's carrying.

Raka knew, he could not defeat the Two-Horned Demon Hand with the stratagem of severing the thread. Because that person will always have the thread to re-control both demon swords.

The double sword attack that flew wildly and rained fiercely was quite difficult to deal with. Although the Hand of Satan wanted to capture the Fragrant Sukma, the sword moves he launched were all deadly. He knew that the Harum Sukma could avoid him, but still he did not loosen even a little. The goal is to make the energy drain Harum Sukma.

Raka also understands this, therefore he uses as much as possible, he also waits for the most appropriate moment to release his kujang.

When was that time?

It is when everyone has gathered.

He wanted to see the greatness of the kujang to make their hearts wink and not attack him.

As a nobleman who was also close to the palace circles, Raka understood that the escorts for palace officials, let alone the prime minister class, had several layers. The first layer was the first one he had faced in the store. There were 7 warriors who surrounded him. The second layer was certainly the Two-Horned Demon Hand. There should be a few more people who become this second layer.

Raka wanted this second layer to appear all at once so that he could defeat them at once in several moves. Without having to fight them one by one.

Investigations succeeded.

Out of nowhere, appeared again 3 warriors who all look creepy. One carried an iron hook in his hand, one carried a gold-colored steel stick, and another carried a large silvery mace.

The weapons they carried were common weapons that did not look like heirloom weapons. But if they are in the 2nd layer of the escort then their magic cannot be taken lightly.

Raka still avoided the double sword attack that floated and hit like a snake sting. He deliberately began to slow down his movements. Appearing a worried face, and starting to look a little confused. This was done so subtly that the enemy thought he was getting tired.

In an attack, he pretended to be unsteady being cornered on a very large rock. Seeing this, his assailants cheered happily. They all moved forward and pounded him with extremely powerful attacks.

The hook is aiming for the left thigh, the mace is aiming for the right thigh, the stick is aiming for the left shoulder, the double sword is aiming for the right hand.

There's no room at all to escape!

But Sukma Harum is not good to escape or avoid. His feet move faster. He kicked the hook and was directed towards the mace. Also hit the stick to be drawn on the sword.

The whole movement is done together with the placement of the time so precise that this movement looks so perfect, so beautiful.

Traaagggw!

Five weapons collided resulting in sounds hitting the eardrum!

This sound is so powerful that it interferes with the movements of the attackers who have been chaotic because their weapons collide

Sukma Harum's body bounces upwards and then I glide swiftly.

The golden light shines through the night.

Like a shooting star, sparkling yet only for a moment.

The light then disappeared again behind his hand.

While the 5 weapons of the four people have been bounced entirely hit by the hit mejang!

Raka knew he would have to expend immense inner power to destroy their weapons. It's even very dangerous for himself. So he decided to use his own weapons to destroy each other. He did not face the weapon directly and pitted his energies, but only narrowed down the direction of the attack.

The soft one beats the hard one.

The weak defeated the strong.

These four people did not give up so easily, they stomped their feet and bounced high following the Fragrant Sukma in the air.

Together they launched a powerful palm strike.

Facing the fruit of 4 pairs of palms, Sukma Harum is ready to return “throwing” palms of their hands to hit each other.

But suddenly in the middle of the road their movements changed. Now it is no longer 4 pairs of soles attacking simultaneously, but the palms are united into a chain. And there is only one palm that attacks the Harum Sukma.

The four people united their magic power, not like at first when they attacked together but without uniting the force. This is a good strategy and able to trick opponents as smart as Sukma Harum though.

Sukma Harum himself realized the difficulty, but there was nothing he could do except accept the attack of the site with his own site. In a fraction of a second of change, it accumulates its own power, and…..

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!

A huge explosion shook the entire earth!

The crater Rengganis spilled its water into the air due to the explosion of this powerful energy.

The four people bounced back and entered into the hot water crater. Vomiting blood with deep wounds is very heavy!

They were immediately cross-legged and willing to just heal their internal wounds so as not to take their lives.

Sukma Harum itself was bounced and hit a large rock behind.  The rock was smashed into pieces.

He also vomited blood.

But he was not immediately cross-legged and worshiped.

He knew there was a 3rd layer warrior coming. If he had stayed then all this resistance would have been in vain.

Therefore he stood up straight.

Even though his legs were no longer able to withstand his weight. Even though his hand is now empty and not powerful. His heart was pounding hard as if a hand had grabbed him from within the chest cavity.

But he smiled.

Her distinctive smile is charming.

In front of him was another figure. He's old. His face was full of wounds so he looked more like a lump of meat that had just been chewed. There are only two signs that indicate a piece of meat is a human face.

“Great right....,” his voice is just a soft whisper. Like a snake if it can talk.

“If you're cured, let's fight. For now, I must hand it over to His Majesty.

He floated forward. His feet did not step on the ground. He floated on the water so casually.

Harum Sukma took a deep breath. His sight was blurred. He only has one hope.

Hope that never disappoints him.

A gold colored kujang. He never disappointed his owner.

The golden light shines through the night.

Like a shooting star, sparkling yet only for a moment.

But I did not reach his target. Stop in the middle of the road, in the air!

Hmwggggggg!

I'm still making a sound slicing through human hearing.

His golden light was still sparkling but he was stopped in midair.

His path was stopped by that ugly-faced man.

He raised his hand.

His mouth was muttering a spell.

He can stop the barn in the air!

This is the form of canuragan science.

A science of devotion obtained not only through hard training, but also through men such as fasting, abstinence, and also cast spells.

Dnlangggggggg!

The power of the lecrosy of kujang met with the thrust of the science of canuragan belonging to the ugly.

Aiyiggg!

Dhuaaaaaaaaarrrrr!

Craaaaanggg!

That legendary golden steak was falling apart.

Golden flakes like dust shot out all over. Like a shooting star exploding in space.

Harum Sukma fell into the crater water half-knee.

His entire strength had been exhausted he devoted to that one final attack.

“Only so great is Kujang Arka Kencana? Hahahaha” his laughter and whispers are very soft. Real cold. Feels venomous. Like snakes.

It floated above the crater water. His long and thin hands reached the neck of the Harum Sukma shirt and pulled him out of the water and left from there.

The Harum Sukma Reserve was already dark, and he slightly fell unconscious.

Suddenly at the end of his eyes was a figure of a man dressed in white.

“Leave the child here, and you go.”

The ugly one looked back. His whole life no one has ever been able to appear behind him without him knowing at all.

“Teacher,” that's all that came out of Raka's mouth before everything went pitch black.