The Swordsman of Bloon

Shadow of Death

The establishment of a small throne on Mount Bromo with its fierce lunge indiscriminately, has attracted the attention of a heretical figure from the Ponorogo area. He was a man wearing a black headband. His body is tall as muscular.Hair, beard and beard are black.

Even though he was almost sixty years old. But he looks still dashing, his steps are firm. His face is haunted almost without a smile, because indeed all his life he never smiled.

As for the purpose of this man is to want to join the ruler of Mount Bromo. Who reportedly are very strong black flow figures in addition to having shadow heroes and bodyguards in unlimited numbers.

It has been four days Warok Batiroso traveled with his pastor (wife of the same kind). If the gemblak is tired, do not hesitate Warok carrying it. He is very fond of this Gemblak because his face is very handsome besides having high silat science.

"It's noon today. I don't think Mount Bromo is far from here, my wife. I want to get there quickly!"

"Don't be too ambitious, Warok. Look up at the sky, our camel is still far behind. Kakang runs like flying, not knowing noon no matter the night!"

"Undan (A kind of heron

black hairy) we're getting older, getting slower. Sometimes I take it with me. But the beast was always insistent and willing to go as well as where I went!" Warok Batiroso.

In his life the Undan is the second creature that he is very dear to after his own Shepherd. This beast is his loyal bodyguard.

"Don't be too hasty. Will not run the pursued mountain. It's good if we rest first!"

Warok Batiroso's forehead shriveled in he glanced at the Gemblak named Panaran. Then, nodding his head in agreement, Warok Batiroso took his porridge.

Then enjoy it sip by mouthful. The Warok then offered the roast meat they had stocked since Ponorogo a few days ago.

While they were resting unwind, above them suddenly came a roaring sound like the wind***** pickaxe.

Without even looking though of course the Warok already knew that the sound was caused by the flapping of the wings of the Undan. It was only strange this time that such a huge beast was swirling loudly. His voice whispered deafening eardrums. It is a habit as a sign that in that place there is someone other than the two of them.

Warok Batiroso suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Down my beloved. If the newcomer means well, of course he shows himself. If you are looking for a disease, your master is not reluctant to send him to hell!"

"Ngiiiikkh...!"

Sang Undan let out a loud voice. His wings were flapped to cause a very loud wind.

Inside at that behind the grove of trees looks a beautiful girl with a mole on her chin and an ivory yellow dress jumping out.

And only a few jumps the girl has been in front of Warok Batiroso.

This sturdy man looked at the presence of the girl with a dislike look. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

"Say what do you want? Why peek at a person who is unwinded?"

The girl in ivory yellow clothes who was none other than this Moon Goddess smiled. While looking at Panaran for a moment, after that he turned to look towards Undan who continued to swirl wildly in the air.

"I don't want to peek at you, kid! I'm heading somewhere not far from here. So continue your rest, I will continue my journey!"

The Moon Goddess was just about to continue her journey when behind her came a snapping sound.

"Stop...!"

Inevitably this girl stopped her steps but did not look back.

"If you want to talk, talk, I don't have much time!"

"Buffed girl! Where you going, tell me your purpose! Isn't the closest place from here is Mount Bromo? Are you going there?"

"Your questions are many. Where should I answer?"

"Not many mouths! Tell me where you're going!"

"I'm going to Mount Bromo. Is that enough?"

"You look like a big baby! I know you must have wanted to join the ruler of Mount Bromo. Right of rights! Our goal is the same. If we have good luck, we can be friends!"

Then laugh the Goddess of the Moon heard the words of the black dress.

"Who's your name, Kisanak?"

"Why are you asking for names? I'm Warok Batiroso from Ponorogo."

"Warok is the same as a hero, but deviates from its nature. Frankly, Kisanak. I went to Mount Bromo just to collect a debt of life to the ib lis entrenched there. So our goals are clearly much different"

Warok Batiroso gasped at the words of the Moon Goddess. Instead the Landan who continued to fly around in circles above the Moon Goddess swiggled loudly. The flapping of her wings just hard made the clothes of the Moon Goddess flutter. And the girl's face felt sore not playing.

"Hmm, we have different goals. Far from the land of birth I have promised to crave myself to them. Even though they have not accepted my presence. It is a great reward if I kill you for them!" furious the Warok.

In that case the gemblak also chimed.

"Heee. A wrong man who violates his nature. Lontong versus lontong. Don't interfere if you don't want mam pus!" damprat Goddess Moon fierce,

Insinuated so Panaran apparently did not accept. He got up and pulled the black short dagger from behind his shirt. Before this man acted, Warok Batiroso prevented.

"Don't waste my wife's sweat! To kill this rancid boy, Uncle Undan is enough to represent us."

Warok Batiroso suddenly flicked his hand. The camel swirling above him was swirling loudly. His body was circling low. The signal given by the master was apparently very understandable by the Landan as a gesture of killing.

Not playing fast this big bird movement. In such a short time he had already snatched with his beak open towards the Moon Goddess.

This girl gasped. Such a harsh wind shot alone made him flabbergasted. He had to jump while rolling around.

The Goddess of the Moon survived the long and pointed beak of the Undan. But the flapping of his wings made the chest of the virgin like being crushed by a mountain rock.

The Moon Goddess suddenly snapped loudly. He threw two of his fists forward. A blue ray of light shot out from his palm. The light that is accompanied by the roar of the wind is hot not playing. But as if he had understood the danger that threatened him, this piece flapped its wide wings. Until the punch released by the Moon Goddess collapsed, mentally and partly turned almost to hit themselves.

The girl rolled around.

“Bumm! Bummm!"

"Bad!" grunts in the heart.

The goddess stood up. This time he pulled out a short sword from his waist. This double sword rotated in such a way that it gave off an extremely cold roaring sound. In his hand the twin swords seemed to turn into many.

Warok Batiroso. But amazed also to see the swordplay of the girl who was so fast and dangerous. If only people who have ordinary intelligence who see the swordplay of the Goddess of course they can not distinguish which is the shadow and which is the original.

But because Warok Batiroso entrenched high-headed and very famous in the area. So the games and swordsmanship of the Goddess are only in the form of movements that are very amazing.

"Kill it!" Shouted Warok Batiroso on the Chandan who continues to spin looking for the weakness of the 'Kupu-Kupu Dancing Above the Sunflower' sword style.

"Keeek! The kreeekkh!"

The camel shrieked loudly shaking the Goddess' chest. His wings flapping back parted the eye-splitting air.

The Goddess exerts energy in her body to protect her entire body from the impact of the wings of the bird. Not long after that he ramped up his body, until just a moment his body had floated in the air. Because the bird was flying low, as soon as the short sword in the hand of the Goddess flipped, then the roaring wind accompanied by a flashing white light slashed down.

But the camel had raised its wings so that the sword slash of the Goddess escaped. The girl didn't want to take the risk. He turned the sword into his left hand. Another his hand stomped upwards.

At the time the bird was hovering, the Merbabu Earthquake hit.

"Brass!"

"Kreayakkh!"

The body of the Undan was shaken. The goddess darted down and set both her feet on the ground smoothly.

The camel seems to be as angry as the owner. It flies high, until its shape turns smaller. In just a blink of an eye, the already highly trained beast swooped down. Not playing this big bird. To the extent that it is hardly visible to the naked eye because of its speed.

The goddess felt the wind directly jump to the side. But the flap of the wings of the bird that seemed to kick had not been avoided.

Braak!

"Thump!"

The goddess fell down. He felt his chest and back crumple.

Warok Batiroso saw this jump up and more excited.

"Kill with your beak!" his orders.

"Kreaa...!"

The Undan responded with a loud screech. It no longer rotates. Instead of flying as low as possible while pecking fiercely towards the Goddess's headstone.

This girl would definitely lose her head if at such a critical moment it did not dart a long black object roaring fiercely towards the bird's beak.

So tight that Undan himself did not have time to see this danger.

"No!"

"Kreatear...!"

The Undan let out a loud scream as the black object hit the tip of his beak. His pat failed, besides that he shook his head because of the pain was not a bitch.

It becomes a bolt, then soaring higher and higher until it disappears from sight.