The Swordsman of Bloon

Hell Mount Bromo

One night Syuro is the most critical night in Javanese tradition. Such a night is an event for certain people in search of luck.

There are also honorable figures in the community who wash their belongings. One night Shuro night kramat containing many blessings. No wonder if the presence of Syuro night awaited by many people.

Another case that happened in a place called the Slope of Mount Bromo. A week before night one Syuro arrived. Many of the martial figures who came from all over Java have gathered there.

Even among the many figures consisting of black and white groups there are those who come from other areas across the ocean. The first shocking news about the birth of a baby on the slopes of Mount Bromo came from a hermit named Ki Begawan Sudra who had been in exile for decades on the southern sea coast.

News of the arrival of this strange baby quickly spread throughout the land of Java. The news was conveyed by word of mouth, even those who live outside the land of Java also heard this news.

No wonder if two days before the arrival of the night of one Shuro.The slopes of Mount Bromo have been filled by high-headed people who want the magical baby.Not far from Mount Bromo, even a sight that looks strange.

Several martial arts figures belonging to a party have gathered old pregnant women who live around the slopes of the mountain.

Their purpose is clear. If indeed the magical baby was born there. The military leaders hoped that one of the women who was pregnant gave birth to a child who was considered to have the miracle.

If this happens, then it is not difficult for them to compete with other figures who are also in that place.

But is it possible that the Four-leader World War Party can fulfill its ambition by gathering women who are in an old pregnancy?

According to the hermit Ki Begawan Sudra. The magical baby who will be born on the night of one Syuro has certain characteristics in the state of his scales. Among other things there was a large mole on his back, his skin was pure white. Her hair is reddish black.

By night one Syuro arrived. The atmosphere around Mount Bromo looked dark covered in thick fog. It was only about three in the afternoon. The fog that covers the slopes of Mount Bromo is accompanied by strong winds such as typhoons.

Suddenly a thunderous thunderous sound struck the top of Mount Bromo. So that those around him turned their faces to the sky.

"The time is almost here!"

shouted one of the four figures who joined the martial party of the World Hereafter.

"What has arrived, Geni Steel!" grunting his friend who kept an eye on the women who were in an old pregnant state.

"You see for yourself. Since then these bunting people just peed and pooped only. I guess until tomorrow morning even that weird baby wasn't born!" he grumbled at three of his friends.

Even in such a stressful atmosphere. But hearing the words of Balung Raja. Fat men who have this hilarious behavior. Inevitably the three figures of the Afterlife World martial party could not help but smile.

Only the man in red and the oldest only smiled for a while. Then his attitude turned serious not stoic.

"That's it. Stop your ugly laughter! The signs of the strange boy's birth were getting closer. These pregnant people should be watched closely. If any of them groan in pain. That's a sign of giving birth!"

"Your message will pay attention to Ki Rambe Edan!" sahut Baja Geni's.

A tall man with a thin face, haunted like the face of a playful demon.

"Hm.... Looky!" The King's Hall suddenly cried out loudly.

His index finger pointed at one of the middle-aged women who seemed to start moaning, three spears in front of them.

With a swift three figures belonging to the martial party of the World Afterlife immediately stormed towards the woman.Women in this old pregnant state continued to groan. Ki Rambe Edan with a pounding heart immediately approached him.

Meanwhile, the King of Musti, the King's Hall and the King of Geni looked on guard from any unwanted possibilities.

"Are you going to give birth, woman wife?" ki Rambe Edan asked while crouching next to the yellow woman.

"No! Stomach heartburn. Since then I have been farting. Husband! Where's husband?" this yellow woman.

"your husband? Ha ha ha...! Your husband has gone to hell first!" grunts Ki Rambe Edan.

"I don't need your husband, you hear? All we need is your son. That's even if you give birth to a boy according to the characteristics of the prodigy we already know. Otherwise, you and your son would have immediately followed your husband to hell!"

Not to mention three of his friends who have very strange weapons.

"******* all of you! My son I will not give to demon-humans like you!" maki the woman while spitting on Ki Rambe Edan's face.

Plaque! Plaque!

"Aarkh...!" This poor woman screamed in pain when Ki Rambe Edan's slap hit her face.

Blood came straight from his nose. He collapsed. What is experienced by women with yellow color was seen by ten other pregnant women.

They become the guts. Not a word came out of their lips. Ki Rambe Edan stood up.

The glare of his eyes glistening sharply swept a glance at the women who were in such a helpless state.

"Sound all of you!" The voice of Ki Rambe Edan.

"Anyone dares to act stupid or make things difficult for us. You will suffer a very painful torment from us!"

"Rubber. We'll pry your tummies and pick up baby babes who haven't had the time to be literate in this world!" not lose spooky. Balung Raja.

We leave behind a flock of figures who are very ambitious to have a magical baby on the east slope of Mount Bromo.

Meanwhile, on the western slopes of Mount Bromo there is also tension. In this place gathered first-class magic figures.

Although their numbers are not as many as those on the east side. But the figures who come from various regions are worth taking into account.

They are constantly on guard and waiting for all possibilities. Some of them approached a wooden-walled house. But there are also those who sit down barges to the ground.

One or two of them also continued to look up at Mount Bromo towering. In a house that has been besieged by several figures

these.

A young man looked agitated. Occasionally he glanced towards the room where a young woman was lying down and her stomach was protruding. That guy has a handsome face. He wears a white shirt with a white headband. At his waist is emblazoned

a strangely shaped machete. The handle of the machete is what he has been holding since.

"The back!" a voice from inside the room. This handsome-looking man entered his wife's room.

A lamp with a faint flame illuminated the face of a beautiful woman.

"What's up, Goddess?" asked the husband while stroking his wife Dewi Rini's brow.

"I think it's almost time for me to give birth to our son, Kakang Satria!" the woman said through science, make a voice.

As a warrior. His instincts said that back then there was a great danger that threatened the safety of both of them.

"Calm down, don't you think that's not it." Ancient Satria persuaded.

"I hear and smell their presence. Doesn't Kakang know they've surrounded our home now?"

The husband shook his head. "According to my research. Now the martial figures are gathering on the east side of the slopes of Mount Bromo. Even

I saw old pregnant women

the ones who lived in Anabrang village had them gathered somewhere. If anyone waits on this west side. I have been on guard from all possibilities! I'm afraid Uncle Dewana hasn't heard the shocking news that's been happening lately."