The Swordsman of Bloon

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The meeting room was very large. The supporting columns are made of the dead. Of course, the bodies that are used as support poles are from the white group. The condition of the bodies is very sad. In the middle of the room there is a throne, next to the throne there is also a very beautiful marble stone statue. The statue is a female in transparent clothes.

On the throne now sits a woman dressed in purple. Regardless of the people around him. There was no stopping he noticed the male statue and the female statue on his left right. Even though the statue of the woman is so beautiful is immeasurable. But he seems to like the statue of a burly man with prominent muscles on his right. More than five people are now in the room. Among them are Mustika Jajar, Damerta, Ki Alit.

Both of these men were successfully influenced by Mustika Jajar. They are from Samba. Then Wiku Palawa, a seventy-five-year-old man, was hunchback with a stick. Then a man dressed in flowers like a sissy.

Not long after that appeared also an old man with white hair, long beard and only one eye. The eyes are always reddish in color, like people who are affected by eye disease. When looking at the appearance of the male one eye known by the nickname Old Skull Eye Fire. Mustika Jajar who sat on the throne immediately became respectful.

"Please the Most Perverted teacher take his place!" pinta the girl slowly.

The Old Eye of Fire Skull from the slopes of Cilawu was directly sitting on top of another throne that was specially reserved for him.

"To shorten the time we'd better just start this meeting!"

Mustika Jajar stood up. All eyes looked at him. Damerta and Ki Alit.

"Boy and also my teacher, whom I greatly glorify. Today I deliberately invited you to the meeting place of the Curing disaster, of course with very good intentions. I want to create a very great power and empire. A party that is infinite and controls the living standards of all groups. Because I see in this western region there is not a single party that stands out, both black and white. Then this is a very good opportunity for us...!" mustika Jajar said at length.

"Wait first! In this western region I heard the prowess of a sculptor. He said it was a straight-flow character who had great intelligence. In addition, from the eastern region I heard there was also a swordsman looking to lol who had extraordinary and strange magic. Everyone who has high magic from other groups, I consider him an enemy to be reckoned with!" damerta said anxiously.

Mustika Jajar smiled, stroking the statue of the man next to him full of pride.

"Kisanak, look at this statue! It is the epitome of perfection of an art expert. Only a Kelana Sculptor could create a statue like this. According to the will of the demons, we can live this statue just like humans. If he has lived, then he will be our mainstay in the future. Do you think it is possible that a statue as good as this by its owner was given to us? While the merchant Bergola Mungkur who is rich can not get it? Though he was willing to exchange it for three bags of gold money."

The people present in the meeting room were silent to each other. Not long after one of them asked.

"Chairman... How do you get it? Did you persuade the Kelana Sculptor?"

"Hi hi hi! Of course not! The sculptor Kelana I cleaned first, after his weathered body I threw into the abyss, then I took this statue. Now I hear of the rise of a swordsman...!"

"My disciple, speak frankly and directly to the point of question! I don't feel at home sitting here for long." Old Skull Eye Fire sergeant was impatient.

"I'm sorry teacher. Regarding your student's plan, of course, the teacher has heard. My ambitions are bright and clear. They want to build a kingdom and power. As well as making a pact to revive this statue for me to make my bodyguard one day...!"

"Your plan is crazy...?!" this one-eyed male snort disagreed.

"Why crazy teacher? Doesn't the teacher have Ajian Spirit Fortress? Master once told me that inanimate objects that resemble something living can be revived as teacher passed down to me?"

Old Skull Eye of Fire fell silent. He was very dear to his students. Because unfortunately, in the past all the wishes of the girl were always obeyed.

And this is both his fault and his weakness. But not to grant his student's request. This one-eyed man was doubtful.

"All I say cannot be denied, but remember! I'm not God. Of course my way is very far contrary to his will. Of course the power that will play a role in this is demonic power as well!" old Word Skull Eye Fire.

"I don't care what power will fill it. What is clear is that I want this statue to live to be with me!" Mustika Jajar apparently still insisted as well.

"Hmm, is that it?"

"Your eyes have been hard since childhood. To revive the statue required at least seven girls who are still holy. Are you willing?"

"Hi hi hi! Let alone the blood of seven holy maidens. One hundred if it is full I will be filled. Isn't that right, Wiku Palawa?" Mustika Jajar glanced towards Wiku Palawa.

This long-bearded man nodded his head.

"As a member, of course I will always obey the elder's orders!"

"To find and collect the girls, I also want to help her" Damerta and Ki Alit said almost simultaneously.

"What are you waiting for, now go!" mustika Jajar.

Without waiting any longer to leave Damerta, Ki Alit and Wiku Palawa.

Now in the room only live Mustika Jajar, Old Skull Eye of Fire and also Pamali. The atmosphere in the room was so quiet. And Mustika Jajar just wanted to say something when a horse neighs in the pages of the Curing Disaster

"That horse is like the steed of Sugriwa? What's wrong with her?" hiss Mustika Jajar.

The Old Skull Eye of Fire seemed to know what had happened, so he also said.

"Your guy named Sugriwa has died, Tika. The poison had been successfully poured into the river, as well as the corpse of the Kelana Sculptor had been dumped into the river. But someone killed him!"

Mustika Jajar was surprised to hear that. He quickly turned towards Pamali. Ungoverned, Pamali soon realizes that her elder wants her to take Sugriwa's body. This man in his forties was courting, then left the room.

Just a moment after that, he had returned while shouldering the corpse of Sugriwa who was in such a miserable state.

"Hem, really mean killer! I'm sure Sugriwa didn't die from suicide. His head broke, his mind scattered. Is there still a possibility to bring it to life, teacher?"

Old Skull Eye Fire shook his head.

"It was such a terrible situation, it was impossible for me to bring it to life. Unless you want to sacrifice something really big!"

"Whatever the terms I'll do. I feel sorry for him, Sugriwa's spirit must not be calm in nature."

"Are you willing to sacrifice your honor?" hisses Old Skull Eyes Bluntly.

Mustika Jajar of course did not expect the sanctity that must be made a sacrifice to revive Sugriwa. Even though he was a heretic who justified all means, apparently to give up that one he was not willing too.

"If that's the requirement, I can't handle it, teacher!"

"That's why it's better to bury Sugriwa. You can take care of other matters immediately!"

Inevitably Mustika Jajar was forced to comply as well. He ordered Pamali to carry Sugriva's body, then buried it somewhere.