The Thousand Mask Warrior

Colhona

The fire did not take long to eat every inch of the building that contained the weaponry and powder of the fire. As the orange tongue licked and touched the building and soared into the sky, the citizens inside the passing fortress shouted for help and attention from the Pranggi troops. They also immediately moved away from the scene.

The sound of the screams finally sounded. Two Pranggi soldiers led a group of indigenous soldiers to the building where the powder fire and the weaponry were burning. The sound of shrill screams and the cries of soldiers intended to disperse the citizens so as not to hinder their hurry was immediately responded to as well.

The people who gathered out of curiosity as well as fear were immediately splitting when the line of soldiers came. Unfortunately, two Pranggi Caucasian soldiers who led the indigenous forces were stunned when they found the bodies of guard soldiers lying in front of the burning building.

The order becomes divided, between trying to put out the fire and finding out what really happened. Then what came out was a shout, "There's an intruder!!"

Hoopla hit the city within the walls of the fort due to the screams that were then followed by not only by the soldiers, but also the lay people.

People from the upper and important levels of the city immediately ran as far as possible away from the scene, especially the Pranggi Caucasians, although they did not really understand what happened. Couldn't the intruder be anywhere?

The news that erupted quickly certainly attracted the attention of other soldiers who stood guard inside the fort, including at the top of the fortress wall.

The screams continued to rumble along with the blaze that could already be said to eat up almost the entire building.

A BLAR!

A BLAR!

Two huge explosions shocked everyone. Shouts "Invader!!" it turned out to be the people, the soldiers and the city officials - made up of workers and slaves - who were supposed to put out the fire, he said, being busy fretting about figuring out suspicious people who could be considered criminals or enemies inside the blanket.

Fragments of wood and stone scattered. The first soldiers to arrive at the site immediately protected their eyes, face and body from flying objects.

This confusion is certainly used well by the entourage of Hell Earth Needles led by Kamisan who holds the title Pikulan Sakti. Four champions from Betawi escaped the nails from the folds of their headbands. Each hand slips three to four nails between their fists.

Kamisan gave the order in the form of a blink of an eye.

From behind the smoke and crowds, the four champions threw poisonous spikes with incredible speed and precision.

SHUTT...!!

SPLE ...!!

SLEPT UP! SLEPT UP! SLEPT UP!

Arrested cries following the collapse of several native soldiers under officer Pranggi. Two to three spikes at a time slid into their necks, faces and heads. The evil poison spreads quickly to vulnerable parts of the body and is full of human weakness.

It didn't take too long for those unlucky fellows to die horribly before floundering as the poison ravaged their insides.

The vigilant soldiers immediately grabbed their beds and aimed at the attackers.

The two Pranggi officers instead grew louder and louder shouting, "Invader! Intruders! They're right here. Attack those enemy infiltrators!"

The four Hell's Earth Needle champions had already rolled over quickly to dodge when their needles had hit the target.

DAR!

DAR!

DAR!

Mimis who slid from the bedil Pranggi indigenous troops hit the ground, although one had grazed the thigh of one of the champions from Betawi.

The opportunity to fill the pe*lor by these soldiers, although it can be said to be quite fast and dexterous, was used well by Kasiman.

His whisk whirling flying struck the two leading soldiers who were putting fire powder into the muzzle of the bedil. Both of them flinched, thrown backwards, while their rifles fell out of hand.

Kamisan hunts forward.

Two Pranggi officers raised their beds to see the attack coming and aimed to meet the attacker.

Be late. Kamisan had already unleashed some poisonous spikes that were hurtling at a rapid pace. One Pranggi officer was out of luck as several nails hit his arm and shoulder. He lost his balance and collapsed with a loud shout echoing.

On the contrary, the other officer was quite shrewd. Not only did he have time to shoot, he also brushed off some secret spikes that were aimed at him and rolled to the side.

Kamisan himself had also ducked after releasing his throw so that pelo*r rippled over his head.

He quickly picked up the stick he threw.

In three waves, accompanied by a loud and fierce cry, he easily cut down the native Pranggi soldiers like splitting fruit. Each blow struck two to three warriors at once. The native kocar kacir. Kamisan's thump hit their shoulders, chest and arms until the bed fell. Kamisan's third blow made their bodies float like dried leaves.

Pranggi's bule officer who escaped the enemy's nail throw looked at his bule colleague who looked in pain as the poison began to spread to the heart of both arms.

There was nothing he could do, moreover he had to think fast when he saw the enemy beating his soldiers quickly.

His green eyes saw the bedil and immediately threw it away because they felt it was impossible to fill it with misting. Then he immediately unsheathed his sword and prepared with his bule sword silat horses.

The sword with two sharp eyes that the officer pulled out is known as the sword Nau - referring to the ship type name Pranggi - or colhona and crab sword. Crab swords are called crab swords because they have two protective rings in the section between the handle and the base of the blade that curves inward like a crab claw.

Both protectors are useful in addition to protecting the fingers such as rapier and saber type bule swords, can also be used to lock the opponent's sword.

The officer retreated and pulled his sword sideways as Kamisan turned his wood-pile fast.

The two weapons did not clash because of the slash movement of the Pranggi officer was a kind of defense while retreating. If the two were to clash, not necessarily the Pranggi's iron colhona managed to break or damage Kamisan's simple wood pickles, because judging from the speed and maybe the inner power that the swordsman flowed.

Colhona which was created by the Pranggi people two centuries ago, the 15th century AD was designed for the use of Pranggi soldiers and sailors in the Age of Discovery and Sailing of Caucasian nations and was famously used between 1460 and 1480 AD in continental lands Alkebulan, the Moors. The ancient Greeks and Romans called this continent by the name of Africa which was then the most famous in its use in the early 17th century AD, when the Caucasians made a massive voyage to the ends of the world.

Kamisan looked for a moment at the sword form of the deft officer Pranggi to admire its shape and use. How not, counted twice the Pranggi bule with a sword shaped in particular this escaped his attack.

Kamisan smiled, then lifted his pickled wood and stuck it on his shoulder while exclaiming, "Prepare your moves, Pranggi people. You'll be a witness to the greatness of my Earth-Pounding Moon Scroll!"

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Another horde of Hell Earth Needles spread out in all directions. Their goal was just to, deliver the greatest possible chaos and damage, then disappear.

So, when the ranks of Pranggi soldiers and natives running in various directions to the center of the explosion carried out by the group led by Kamisan the Pikulan Sakti, the, they obviously immediately used this opportunity to support the line of soldiers with a pound of poisonous nails from behind the crowd of citizens who ran or walked confused and thronged.