The Heirloom of the Catastrophe Spreader

The Angel of Death

Hundreds of Green Mountain Sword Sect members immediately moved following the leader's steps towards the Silver Sword Academy. They assumed that the deaths of their members were the result of the actions of the members of the Silver Sword School. The intent of revenge filled their heads.

Led by Mahesa Bicak, they moved towards the east where the headquarters of Perak Sword College located on the edge of a small forest west of Pakuwon Pajaran which is the border region with the Duchy of Anjuk Ladang.

Before reaching their destination, they spend the night on the edge of the Shraddha swamp which is a region full of crocodiles.

"Teacher,

Tomorrow morning we go through this swamp or take a detour?", asked the disciple of Padepokan Gunung Hijau named Crow Klawu on Mahesa Bicak who was lying in front of the bonfire.

"I don't want to take the risk of passing through that crocodile-filled place, Klawu..

Tomorrow we turn it around. At the very middle of the day had also reached the headquarters of the Silver Sword College", Mahesa Bicak replied as she stared at the blazing flames in front of her.

The night is getting late. The cold atmosphere began to change warmth as the morning sun began to shine in the eastern sky until the sky turned orange. The sound of the forest chicken earthy signifies that soon the Surya will appear.

That morning on the edge of the Shraddha swamp, hundreds of Green Mountain Padepokan disciples prepared to continue their journey towards the Silver Sword Academy for revenge. Mahesa Bicak himself rode the front. Dust flew along their journey.

Arya Pethak had just cleaned herself up on the bank of the small river behind the Silver Sword Academy. Klungsur who tailed behind him, seemed to be squeezing clothes that he just washed while walking.

"Ndoro Pethak,

Later in the day so we continue the journey?", asked Klungsur while continuing to squeeze his wet clothes.

"Yes to Sur..

I want to quickly return to Kadiri, complete the task of Gusti Patih Pranaraja after that I will hunt down the rest of the Ireng Centipede Group to settle my biological parents' grudges", said Arya Pethak while patting the flowers that fell on her.

"Wah I agree with your talk Ndoro..

Bringing the two women is quite troublesome for us. Moreover, Ndoro Putri was fiercely behhh.", Klungsur did not continue his talk.

"What's Sur like?", asked Arya Pethak as she looked towards Klungsur.

"Yes like the Ndoro tiger..

A little bit of mosquito just like that, playing carelessly. It was exactly like Mac.", Klungsur had not yet finished his talk, a soft voice sounded.

"You're talking to me Sur?", hearing the words, Klungsur turned to the source of the voice. Sekarwangi was smiling stiffly towards Klungsur which according to Klungsur was a sweet smile from a goddess of death who was about to take his life. Klungsur instantly turned pale instantly.

"Ee-eehh there's Ndoro Putri...

Uh that's not Ndoro Putri, Klungsur was talking about anu the son of the leader of the beautiful Silver Sword College Ndoro Putri, is not Ndoro Pethak?", Klungsur looked at Arya Pethak's face as if asking for help.

With a cold snort, Arya Pethak immediately answered Klungsur's question. Inevitably he had to lie a little to Sekarwangi to keep Klungsur from getting into trouble.

"That's right Gusti Putri. Please do not fuss in this place", Arya Pethak looked at the beautiful face of Sekarwangi while smiling sweetly.

"If Brother Pethak has said so, I fully believe..

But if Klungsur dared to gossip me behind, nihhh", Sekarwangi pulled the index tip of his right hand in front of his neck that level with a cutting motion. Klungsur immediately pale immediately to see the threat of Sekarwangi.

"Hamba does not dare Ndoro Putri, does not dare" Klungsur said as he bowed his body a sign of his respect for Sekarwangi.

After the drama threatened each other, Sekarwangi immediately passed towards the small river where he cleaned himself. Klungsur breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the departure of the Princess Patih Pranaraja, while Arya Pethak smiled knot.

From the front, they met Rara Pujawati who had just come from the kitchen. In the hands of the beautiful woman a tray containing boiled king bananas that are ready to be eaten. Thin white smoke still billows from boiled bananas that seem to have just been lifted from the cooking pot.

"Rear Pethak...

It just so happens that we meet here. Let's eat breakfast first, mumpung is still warm" said Rara Pujawati as she stepped towards a seat under a lush leafy rambutan tree.

Hearing Rara Pujawati's invitation, Arya Pethak immediately followed the steps of the leader's daughter Perak Sword College. Klungsur who saw there was food immediately rushed to the clothes clothes clothesline, drying his clothes in a hurry and followed Arya Pethak under the rambutan tree.

The three of them immediately had breakfast with boiled ripe king bananas as well as a cup of black coffee which was the cultivation of his own garden. They kept talking about many things while enjoying their breakfast. Not long after Paramita joined them, after Sekarwangi who had just finished from the small river where to clean themselves.

When the sun has more than a piece of rising, suddenly there is a sound of clapping in the tabuh aloo sign of danger.

Arya Pethak, Sekarwangi, Paramita, Klungsur and Rara Pujawati looked at each other for a moment before they ran towards the gate of the college. Arriving there, the students of the Silver Sword School had been on standby full of unsheathed weapons.

"What's up, Kang Jalak Biru? Why is the gate of our college closed?", asked Rara Pujawati to a burly man with a face that had two scars on his right cheek.

"The people of Green Mountain are besieging this place, Pujawati.

It seems like they are mobilizing all their students to rush here", replied Jalak Biru quickly.

Hearing that answer, Rara Pujawati instantly turned pale instantly. The members of the Silver Sword School were only about 150 people, while the Green Mountain Sword School students were more than 250 people. If they stormed into that place, it was certain that the Silver Sword Academy would be outnumbered if it went against the Green Mountain Sword Sect.

"Calf Anengah,

Get outside! Don't just hide behind the height of your school's wooden fence!", cried Mahesa Bicak as she ruffled her waist in front of the college gate.

Hearing the challenge, Anengah Ox who was about to jump on the wooden fence of the Silver Sword College was directly blocked by Rara Pujawati.

"Romo does not need to go there, do not be provoked by the talk of Mahesa Bicak" said Rara Pujawati while blocking the left arm of Anengah Cow.

"My life is no more precious than this Silver Sword School, Ngger Cah Ayu..

Now that you stay here no matter what" Anengah's ox releases Rara Pujawati's handrails while leaping high into the air, over the wooden fence of the college. Seeing the departure of her father, Rara Pujawati immediately turned to Arya Pethak.

"The back of Pethak,

Please help my father to hyks hyks...

They must have wanted to avenge the deaths of the students who were killed in the restaurant", said Rara Pujawati as she began to shed tears.

"All right, Nimas Pujawati..

You better stay here until I get back", Arya Pethak immediately turned to Sekarwangi, Paramita and Klungsur. The three of them immediately nodded in understanding.

After taking a deep breath, Arya Pethak immediately darted towards the top of the wooden fence of the college which became the protection fortress of the Silver Sword College located on the flank of two small hills on the edge of the forest. Arya Pethak's light movements like flying startled Mahesa Bicak when she saw the handsome young man landing next to Anengat Oxen.

'Looks like this young man is not a random person. I mustn't be rash', inner Mahesa Bicak while observing the situation.

"Young rider, though,

Why are you here? This is the business of the Silver Sword College", asked Oxen Anengah as he looked towards Arya Pethak.

"I know Uncle Anengah.

But this must have been the result of an event at the food stall the other day. I am a little involved in this matter" replied Arya Pethak with a faint smile.

"Why are you smiling like crazy? Do I Mahesa Bicak look funny in your eyes?", snapped Mahesa Bicak who was not happy to see the calmness of Arya Pethak. The student of Mpu Prawira immediately turned to Mahesa Bicak.

"Listen to me, Mahesa Bicak..

I'm gonna straighten something out here. Your disciple's son was killed by the Demon Serpent Goddess. Not by me or the students of the Silver Sword School. Before they were killed, they had indeed fought with the people of the Silver Sword Academy. But nothing else happened" said Arya Pethak while looking at Mahesa Bicak who was stroking his beard.

Phuihhh..

"You think I'll easily believe your words, young man?

There were eyewitnesses who said my disciple had a fight with the people of the Silver Sword College. You don't try to divert the subject" Mahesa Bicak snorted loudly.

I've told you the truth. If you want to avenge the death of your disciples, then go after the Demon Serpent Goddess instead of you looking for trouble by suppressing the Silver Sword Academy that was also a victim", Arya Pethak began to rile because Mahesa Bicak could not be spoken to.

"I just don't accept it!

If the Silver Sword School wants this problem to be resolved, it is better to hand over 200 gold pieces in compensation to the Green Mountain Sword School. If not do not expect the Silver Sword College will stand again tomorrow" said Mahesa Bicak while staring intently at the Anengah Cow.

"Sat!

Want to press us with your large numbers? Do you think I'm afraid of you Mahesa Bicak?", Anengah's cow fumbled at the handle of the sword on her back.

"Basic doesn't know himself!

I'll take your life Anengah Cow!", cried Mahesa Bicak while darting towards Anengah Cow.

As the Anengah Ox was about to advance, Arya Pethak's right hand blocked her intention.

"Let me face him Uncle. Now uncle pay attention to the movement of the students of Padepokan Gunung Hijau" said Arya Pethak while preparing to fight.

Using the Ajian Step Wind God, Arya Pethak's speed of motion was like lightning striking. With a blink of an eye, he was already in front of Mahesa Bicak. The leader of the Green Mountain Padepokan was surprised instead of playing to see the sudden appearance of Arya Pethak. He immediately swung his right hand towards the opponent's chest.

Whhhuuugggh...

Arya Pethak easily avoided hitting Mahesa Bicak while glancing at the neck of the leader of the Green Mountain Padepokan.

Mahesa Bicak gasped at Arya Pethak's quick attack. Hunt him down to the ground and roll quickly while sweeping Arya Pethak's feet.

By treading the ground as hard as possible, Arya Pethak's body bounces high into the air, then bersalto down with his feet on top. He quickly slammed his palms against Mahesa Bicak.

The leader of the Green Mountain Padepokan immediately welcomed the attack on the site of Arya Pethak quickly.

Plaaaakkkkk!!

Arya Pethak then jumped away from the spot and landed several spears from Mahesa Bicak. Their attack meeting was already able to explore the power within their respective opponents. Energy in Arya Pethak is higher than Mahesa Bicak.

Waving her tingling hands, Mahesa Bicak immediately got up from her rolling spot.

Immediately he passed a greenish-black whip that he circled on his left shoulder to his waist. He took out his flagship weapon, the Death Wind Cemeti. He quickly started twirling the whip in his right hand.

The cold wind smelled blood fishy like the smell of death roaring loudly from the whip round on Mahesa Bicak's right hand.

"Young rider, though,

Heart with tip of Cemeti. The iron tip contains vile poison", shouted Ox Anengah from the edge of the fighting arena. Hearing that remark, Arya Pethak immediately nodded in understanding. He passed the Demonic Sword that was slung on his back.

The cold air was mixed with a foul stench stinging the nose out of the Sword of Satan in the hands of Arya Pethak. Mahesa Bicak glared wide at the weapon in Arya Pethak's hand.

"That's right!

Where did you get that Demon Sword from? Did you steal her from Soca Birawa?", Mahesa Bicak stared intently at Arya Pethak as she continued to turn the Death Wind Cemeti in her right hand.

Chuuiiii...

"I'm not a thief. I'm not a robber either. This sword I got after killing the one who mastered it", Arya Pethak smiled widely. The smile does not bring happiness to all who see, but makes the guts of Mahesa Bicak and Anengah Cow.

They both knew that Soca Birawa was not an easy swordsman to kill.

Mahesa Bicak quickly jerked the Death Wind Cemeti towards Arya Pethak.

Ceeettthhhhaaaarrrrr!!

The swift screeching tip of the Deathly Wind Skeleti darted rapidly towards Arya Pethak. The handsome young man immediately jumped high into the air avoiding the tip of the whip that was eyeing his life.

Seeing his attack fail, Mahesa Bicak again whipped Death Wind Cemeti towards Arya Pethak while channeling energy in a high level.

Cettthhhhaarrr!!

This time a series of sharp cold winds shot rapidly towards Arya Pethak following the rapid screeching of the Death Winds Cemeti. Arya Pethak who had just landed on the ground, immediately jumped again in the opposite direction. But unfortunately the sharp wind of the Death Wind Cemeti still tore his white clothes.

Shraaaakkkhhh!!

Mahesa Bicak's eyes bulged wide when she saw the sharp wind from the Death Wind Skeleton's blister was only able to tear the shirt without hurting Arya Pethak's skin. A golden yellow ray was seen protecting Arya Pethak's body, and Mahesa Bicak saw it all.

"Secilan Cow Show..??!!

Rancid boy, who are you really?", maki Mahesa Bicak while staring intently at Arya Pethak. The three disciples of the Recession of Giri Lawu immediately darted towards Mahesa Bicak who began to fear. Calmly, he answered,

"I am your angel of death!".

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