The Story of the Forecast Swordsman

The Poison Kala Pisaca

Instantly, the bodies of Satria and Goddess Sekarwangi fell and rolled among the bushes with the condition of the hands that were still holding. Satria's face grimaced with the pain from the impact with a stone before touching the ground. Goddess Sekarwangi is seen holding her scuffed and bleeding arms and legs. Not only that, temple and knee Satria suffered quite deep injuries. They painstakingly stood grabbing the tree trunk close to them.

They continued to crawl up and set their breath in order to be stable. After getting a sloping place they paused for a moment and leaned on their exhausted bodies. They looked at each other with compassion. The hand of Goddess Sekarwangi rubbed the bloody temple. But Satria quickly dodged and distanced her temple.

" Don't you cover your hands with my blood, it's disrespectful" said Satria as she looked at Goddess Sekarwangi with a limp face.

"But why?" the face of Goddess Sekarwangi was confused and threw away the face from the sight of Satria.

Goddess Sekarwangi really wanted to stroke the handsome face of Satria. He was eager to wipe the dripping blood, again his hand was shaken by Satria. The clumsy atmosphere began to feel, especially Goddess Sekarwangi felt unappreciated by Satria. Only a gust of wind broke the silence between them. The look on their faces was mute with no implicit meaning.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean", Satria tried to explain and start a conversation but she herself found it hard to express something in her heart.

"Already, do not discuss anymore", said Dewi Sekarwangi with a judes expression as if no longer willing to listen to Satria.

Under such circumstances, Satria realized that it was impossible to argue in the middle of the unknown wilderness. He pulled the hand of Goddess Sekarwangi and walked in an uncertain direction. On the way they didn't talk about anything. They were just silent, both of them were startled by the terrifying sound.

"Hi young man, leave yourself well to me" said a voice from the front that made my feathers stand up.

The shocked Satria stopped their steps followed by Goddess Sekarwangi. His eyes began to let go of his gaze in all directions looking for the figure of the voice. The look on the face of Goddess Sekarwangi began to pale hearing that strange voice. He stood behind Satria with a slightly trembling body.

"Quick back, it looks like someone is lurking", exclaimed Satria whispering in the ear of Goddess Sekarwangi.

Slowly Goddess Sekarwangi stepped back to the back of the tree. His breathing was congested and there was a bad feeling in his heart. He continued to observe around even with his body still trembling.

Meanwhile, Satria's sharp eyes caught a huge tall figure streaking among the grove of trees. With a large tall body he approached Satria.

"Hi, come out, face me. Don't be a coward", Satria shouted to the figure hiding in the darkness.

"Hahaha, dare also you snot boy", said the creature and immediately appeared his form.

The cold wind accompanied by a foul-smelling negative air burst out as the dense fog approached. From the depth of the fog appeared a giant figure with red curling eyes. The tangled and long hair and sharp nails and fangs were ready to pounce on Satria.

"Trriiiiiiinnnggg".

A claw from the giant was fielded by Satria using deep energy. He had already prepared and concentrated the flow of the golden chakra to become a shield on his arm. The giant bounced backwards. He did not expect that Satria would be able to fend off his attacks.

"Young man, I don't think the golden chakra protects your body", the giant is getting drooling at the delicious scent of Satria's body.

Saliva began to drip and filled the mouth of the giant. He looked at Satria from head to toe.

"Hehh...Who are you, why are you attacking me?" satria asked in an angry tone and prepared to put the horses to attack.

"My name is Kala Pisaca, I'll eat your meat" said Kala Pisaca and glazed over her tongue imagining the delicious meat and the scent of Satria's chakras.

"For what?" Satria again raised the question with annoyance before Kala Pisaca

"For me to be a saint and rule the world, ha ha ha ha ha ha....!" kala Pisaca answered with a creepy laugh.

"Weep, not even a drop of my blood will I give you. Hiiiaaaaaaatttt", Satria flew up and darted with a punch in her hand.

"Brruuuukkk".

A punch landed right on the giant temple that made its huge body slam and hit the big rock. With great difficulty Kala Pisaca stood up and went berserk by expelling all her strength.

He hunts down and pounces on Satria's body wherever Satria dodges. Satria did not stay silent, several times he kicked and hit the giant hard. But the punches and kicks had no effect.

"Hi Kala Pisaca, catch me if you can", cried Satria who mocked the giant from the top of the cliff.

Instead of making the giant give up, even now he roared ferociously. The stone and tree trunk were thrown with all their might towards Satria. Satria who still lack experience in everything suddenly swerved and jumped from the top of the cliff.

"Damn it, watch out for you ugly giant, I'll chop up your body" said Satria with a furious face.

He began to prepare and closed his eyes, and focused his concentration on the golden chakra flowing it to all the bodies. Slowly Satria's body yellowed with that power again.

Goddess Sekarwangi was surprised and became anxious with Satria. The incident was exactly like the beginning when Satria went berserk and uncontrollable. The girl was shivering even more seeing that two monsters were going to fight fiercely before her eyes.

The golden chakra flowed and began to condense into a golden robe. The golden chakra filled and covered Satria's entire body except for her normal-looking face. The boy shouted loudly to make the hill shake like a quake that hit.

From the top of the cliff a large rock fell rolling. Large trees swayed and strong winds blew across the area. Like a hurricane during the day, the sun was suddenly covered by a black fog.

The Satria that had gathered their inner power immediately jumped into the air. He darted at high speed and unleashed several punches and kicks. The brutal movement made Kala Pisaca unable to escape. Several punches and kicks landed smoothly on his body. One by one the fangs and nails came off, not strong enough to withstand the attack from Satria.

Satria retreated to take a breath, and rearranged her attack. He saw that the giant was still able to stand up even though his body was covered in wounds from his attack. He scanned the stocky body, and discovered its weakness.

"Oh, so there's the weak point. Alright if with a regular attack it won't be able to, but with a perfect golden chakra punch, this monster will be destroyed. But I'm going to go berserk again", Satria thought in his mind.

"But what can be done, this monster is more dangerous than me" muttered Satria, closing her eyes.

The golden chakras regrouped and coated Satria's entire body up to his face. It was like when he went berserk the other day. The young man puffed out his chest and took a deep breath. All the inner energy flowed and gathered in his right hand.

"Hiiiaaaatt".

Satria bowed and darted forward hitting the monster right in her heart.

"Brrrruuukkk".

Kala Pisaca's body collapsed and died instantly. A fishy and foul smell immediately appeared filling the area. The foul aroma caused by the gigantic negative energy spread widely.

It turns out that in addition to smelling foul, the area is now toxic due to the body of Kala Pisaca which contains toxins. Goddess Sekarwangi drowned instantly and sprawled under a tree. Satria who are still in the air are also affected. He began to feel a foul scent filled with poison had entered his body.

Instantly his eyes began to blur and his head was dizzy. That mighty body fell down floating from a height above that cliff.