The Musafir
The Battle with the White Eagle
MANTINGAN TOOK a deep breath before jerking his legs far forward. The fiery sword of Kiai Kedai was swung very quickly. Creating a dazzling line of light. But the opponent knew that the beautiful light was deceiving at the same time.
A flame was created when the blade of the Kiai Kedai Sword clashed with the sword of its opponent. Not only once dozens of other explosions were created in the blink of an eye, which meant that there had been dozens of exchange attacks in just a blink of an eye.
The Mantang and White Eagle exchanged attacks above the air. The two were thrown in two different directions, but none of them were hurt. The mantan took out an empty Magic Throw from his coffers, writing a puzzle spell with extremely fast movements.
Negriku was in chaos
kuresapi the suffering of unrequited people
answer if you confess to a scholar
what gives life without being reciprocated?
The White Eagle quickly took out an empty Magic Throw and wrote down a spell to break the attack.
Shining during the day
go at night
this answer everyone already knows
it must be the sun
Dozens of characters clashed with each other. Combined forces. Until the characters of the White Eagle crashing Mantingan mercilessly. The spell has been broken! The mantan is getting pushed. A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
In chanting mantras while chanting, actually do not need to know the answer of the mantra pantun attacking first. Can also reply with more complicated pantun. The more complicated the pantun issued, the stronger the spell. That's what makes the spell chant a lot of chosen sorcerers. But if you really want to answer, then it could be, because all mantras are always created along with the answer.
Who created the mantra pantun and how this mantra pantun can be used by all magicians without exception is still a big question.
The mantle and the White Eagle were still floating in the air. The mantan again sent a chanted spell attack, hoping to win this attack.
Take the sniper to take notes
send a love-filled lontar
ji**ka you are very smart
k**what kind of water can float?
The White Eagle returned.
Write a sweet promise full of lies
until no one will touch it
the baby knows the answer
it must be a cloud in space
The characters in the White Eagle's palm shot out rapidly. Dozens of characters from the Mantingan tried to stem it, but it was easily smashed to pieces. The characters from the White Eagle then hit the Mantingan's body without reducing its previous speed. Back The mantle slammed very far with a deep wound that could not be considered light.
Mantingan fluttered at the tip of a tree. Drain prana power to treat his internal wounds. Now the distance with the queen's entourage separated dozens of spears, far enough to be able to dispel a surprise attack.
Initially, Mantingan intended to immediately dart towards the empress' entourage regardless of whether his internal injuries had been successfully healed. It will only take two eyes.
After all, who would attack the empress if the Twins of Gomati were involved in two battles? Moreover, Jakawarman was still there just in case.
The White Eagle stopped on a tree right in front of Mantingan. Lightning struck, revealing the figure of the White Eagle an eye-tickening item. Even if it looked very creepy, the Mantingan did not tremble at all.
“Do you want to just give up, Hero Man? Maybe I can let you stay alive.”
“If the swordsman has started the fight,” says Mantingan in a hoarse voice, “surrender is death.”
“Downs have changed, Hero Man. No more warriors who seek self-perfection through combat. We'd be even happier if this power is harnessed for the benefit of.”
The mantle secretly agreed with the words White Eagle. He had guessed this long ago. Since the Tarumanagara chaos, young warriors have sprung up far more than ever before. Their emergence is caused by circumstances that indeed force them, so that not all young warriors understand the real short path.
“What is your interest right now, O White Eagle?” Asking Mantings.
“The two of us actually have no interest at all towards you, Hero Man. But we have an interest with Sri Prameswari Indukirana.”
“How did you find this group?” The Mantin attempted to dig out a more complete answer from the White Eagle.
“Our network only reports that Sri Prameswari is on a quiet journey to Tanjung Kalapa, anyone who manages to catch him alive will be paid very high. At first we were not interested at all to take up this task, but who would have thought that we would meet Sri Prameswari's entourage when we wanted to complete the task in the Agrabinta region? This is a favorable accident.”
“Why don't you just go and continue with your duties?”
Mantingan realized that this was a stupid question. What would happen if the Twins of Gomati decided to leave with the news that the queen's entourage changed the course of her journey with the North River Angel accompanying her?
“Don't killing three mosquitoes in one pat is much more profitable?”
“Then it is like that.” The mantan chuckled slightly and drew his sword towards the White Eagle. “There is no other way than to kill you.”
“Try if you can, Hero Man!”
The mantle disappeared. The White Eagle was just about to fend off, but immediately restrained his movements after realizing that the Mantang had not flashed to attack him. Except to get away. The White Eagle laughed in a mocking tone, thinking the Mantingan had escaped out of desperation to face him.
But then the wind blew a little stronger than before. The laughter of the White Eagle suddenly stopped. His face showed caution. He was aware that every disciple of the White Wind College was capable of controlling the wind. He had a double-edged sword in his hand.
The White Eagle was shaken violently when he heard the sound of greatness plus the whirring of metal right at the back of his head.
As quickly as possible swung his sword backwards to fend off the surprise attack. His heart was beating strongly awaiting who would win the clash this time around.
But all he got was an empty wind. There was no sight of Mantingan's body there, or his sword, or anything! Only the empty sky that covered the vast forest. It really did not look like the stuff captured by his ears.
Now he heard a loud and noisy voice behind him. Mercilessly, he put his sword back. But again, he only slashed the empty wind.
“This is a hoax,” said the slow White Eagle that Mantingan can still hear.
And when the sound of thunder and the whirring of the sword re-emerged, the White Eagle did not respond at all. But that was when the original body of the Mantingan actually appeared behind him. The Kiai Kedai sword was only a short distance from the White Eagle's neck!
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note:
Please note that all the names of characters here are obtained from the author himself or the browser.
If there is a resemblance in the name of the character, place, or time of the incident, maybe we are paired.
