The Thousand Mask Warrior

Deep Energy

On top of a small hill with a field, while below it lay a lush forest full of verdant trees, stood a hut without walls, roofed high weeds, and, as well as one building attached walled boards to store tools.

There were six grown men, one elderly and one small child working in silence. The sound of fire was constantly spewed and the iron hammer was cluttering alternately to the other metal forges.

Before the metal was forged into tool fields, Do and other weapons, the miners dug iron ore from the ground in a region north of the hill. Sometimes miners use fire to widen the gap in the layer and lift large piles and are taken to the hill where the iron forging.

They then heat the iron ore in the open which requires wood with an incredible amount of wood.

The miners then smelted the iron ore in a pit in the ground and separated it with dry clay and used a lot of charcoal under the iron ore to separate the air in the density of the metal.

Similarly, the iron-containing stone mantikei is put somewhere and heated so that the iron melts and other materials around it burn. They then poured the molten iron using a container from the ground.

While in the forging cottage were planted two bamboo stems, standing upright near the fire. Two bamboo stems are open at the end of the base and tiered below.

Two to four finger segments of the distance from the bottom of the excavation are small bamboo joints that aim as a spray cavity that leads and meets at the center of the fire.

To exhale air, piles of bird feathers or other soft materials are tied to a long handle and moved up and down the upper bamboo hole. If pushed down it will push the air through the bamboo hole. By fanning up and down then the wind current continues to be exhaled. This was done by a boy sitting in a chair or high place.

It was this preserved and regulated fire that was used to forge iron. It looks like some important equipment such as puputans and furnaces, large and small forging tools, clamp tools, small hammers, as well as water troughs to relieve heat in metal.

They are miners and blacksmiths of the Daya people from the ulin wood-fortified village that is headed by Temenggung Bears.

The miners and forges and blacksmiths had no one to return to the village that afternoon. All were killed when they were done with their work that day, including a young boy and an elderly man. All weapons were stolen by the attackers.

This happened when the soldiers along with Punyan, Tung and Temenggung Bears finished off the opponents who came to attack their village.

Dozens of Daya warriors from other tribes stormed from to the forging site that was actually unknown to people from other tribes. From here, the blacksmiths and cross section created weapons and equipment with high quality. But now, not only were the sources, raw materials, weapons and tools discovered and lost by the enemy, the forging experts and blacksmiths were also being slaughtered.

Their heads were also lost and taken away by the braking Power soldiers.

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Dara Cempaka is agile from the sword of Karsa, so that only the branches of trees are victims of the attack of the Poet Baka.

Dara Cempaka even had time to throw his last gold konde skewer towards Karsa while avoiding. Of course Karsa by not requiring a heavy effort to dismiss the sharp gold konde throw with his free hand.

Karsa became increasingly fierce and eager to beat the body of the young girl's makeup.

"Well, use silat pulut, don't fight!" jayaseta shouted while chasing Karsa to prevent him from attacking Dara Cempaka.

Hearing Jayaseta's words clearly, Dara Cempaka understood what to do. Many days of practicing silat together, even pairing in bodywork and kanuragan create a kind of way of talking and special relationship between them.

Dara Cempaka moves like a dance tucked between trees and skinny branches. His feet dabbled in the swamp, jumping over the roots of trees that poked out to the surface of the water, and set the distance with Karsa.

Already two quick slashes of Karsa he managed to avoid. Adding to Karsa's annoyance again, when with a movement as light as a bird feather, Dara Cempaka darted slipping between the trees and kicked Karsa right in her chest.

A TWO!

The tiny leg kick turned out to be very powerful, making Karsa hit back.

Suddenly unexpectedly Do Jayaseta teaches her head hard.

Karsa. His face was sinking into the mud.

"You all right, Dara?" ask Jayaseta. Their distance separated several spears with Karsa being plunged into the mud in their midst.

Dara Cempaka shakes. "Sister's okay, Jayaseta's brother," he replied. His long black hair was loose from his bun.

Jayaseta was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Karsa jumped from the swamp and slashed his sword back towards Dara Cempaka.

BRET!!

The cry of Dara Cempaka restrained. His back hit some tree trunks. His right shoulder was injured. The shirt he was wearing was torn in the part where he was injured, revealing his torn white skin, although not too wide but looked quite deep. Blood flowed faintly in the dark.

Dara Cempaka could not move anymore when Karsa roared and jumped again like a squirrel ready to split two Dara Cempaka from the tip of his head. He was locked and dead.

It was Jayaseta's turn to shout loudly and throw her Do.

Karsa stopped attacking Dara Cempaka and dismissed Do's throw with his sword while still in the air.

TRINGS!

Karsa's sword rompals almost in half the blade, while Do sanaman mantikei sticks in the watery ground, leaving only its hilt visible on the surface of the swamp.

Jayaseta's attack was broken. But that was quite enough for him, as the main objective was to thwart Karsa's attack on Dara Cempaka.

"I'm sorry, Datuk Mas Kuning" said Jayaseta lirih. He tracked the ground, circled his body in the air once and kicked Karsa right on his head with a thunder kick from the South that flowed in, just like the Karsa development from Bharata's creation, the Grandpa Rivet.

Karsa felt the brain inside his head shell burn, shake and melt.

It staggered. His robed sword slipped out of his hand and disappeared within the swamp.

Jayaseta attacked again with a Buddhist Tread made by the Chinese Muslim Hui tribe right in the stomach of Karsa, making his intestines inflamed and torn, he said, because of the flow of energy in both open palms Jayaseta.

Jayaseta shouted back and deployed five fists in the style of Bogem Watu Gunung to beat Karsa's left chest. This is done also with deep energy, making the heart of Karsa stop working.

The body of Karsa stood stiff. His pair of eyes widened to look at Jayaseta with a picture of feeling between a mixture of anger and horror.

Jayaseta raised his fist above the head, then with incredible speed and force struck last time towards the heart of Karsa with more than half the power of his inner energy.

A loud crackling sounded. Karsa's ribs and chest were broken and smashed to pieces. His heart exploded breaking. Fractions and fractures of his sternum also pierced and penetrated his heart.

One of the most important parts of the body became a blood clot that tore through the bones, flesh and skin of his back.

Blood gushed profusely from Karsa's nose, mouth and even eyes. His chest turned blue then blackened, while his back was hollow. Some parts of the heart that now looked like pieces of red meat were poking out of the hole in his back.

Life is separated from the body of Karsa. His leg's body fell flat into the swamp. Immediately, the water darkened by the blood mixture.

Jayaseta. Blood gushed from his mouth. He fell to his knees in front of Karsa's corpse. This is clearly a real result of the use of his inner energy while being in a time of abstinence from using inner energy and healing with the diagrams encrusted by Datuk Mas Kuning.

"Abang!!" shouted Dara Cempaka who immediately scattered towards Jayaseta.

Jayaseta raised one hand towards Dara, dismissing her. Inevitably, with an overwhelming feeling of worry, Dara Cempaka stopped just one spear near Jayaseta.

The Thousand Mask Swordsman painstakingly stood up. Walking staggeringly took Do who was stuck in the mud.

He approached Karsa whose eyes were still wide open, then grabbed his hair. With one perfect slash, Jayaseta removed Karsa's head from his body.

He threw the head slightly away from Karsa's body.

Jayaseta's own body then refuses to survive. Fever attacks all parts of his body. The pores all over his skin sucked up the cold. Jayaseta felt her body freeze.

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose. So did the blood all over the wounds on his body.

His legs were trembling. Jayaseta can't hold on. His sight blurred and his hearing slowly disappeared, although he had heard the cry of Dara Cempaka calling his name once again before he was unconscious.