The Thousand Mask Warrior

Resistance

Nothing is fair in a fight of life and death unless it is a race or a mere contest.

Supporting, throwing weapons, or gouging are natural. This is understandable because when someone is threatened with life, then he must also be ready to defend it and turn things around.

As per Jayaseta's experience as a privateer, a wandering swordsman who has been unfortunate across the island of Java, he has done many things to paralyze and finish off opponents.

He threw discus and secret knives at the enemy, even when the enemy was in a state of unconsciousness.

But he was also ganged up, poisoned and deceived by the enemy. Many of his actions were also to face opponents who oppressed weaker people such as the unskilled peasants, fragile young women, the, old and vulnerable parents or imprisoned slaves.

Therefore, he did not feel that this fight was unfair. He had fought with the pirates subordinate to the Longong Bubble and now he had begun to run out of energy to fight the pirate leader.

His entire body was still hot burning due to the fist thrown by the Cuttle Bubble. How not, even a mace made from solid wood alone was crushed and split in two facing its blow.

Jayaseta is still rolling due to being kicked, kneeled and swept by the Cuttle Bubble so that his body continues to collapse.

Jayaseta tore off her torn clothes on her shoulder and, of course, in some places.

Everyone could now see his scar-filled body, especially the puncture wound above the stomach, just below his heart.

Jayaseta then tried to stand up to one when he succeeded, but the attacks came many times quickly but not blindly, instead very well organized and targeted. Jayaseta was able to fend off three fists and pull off one strike with the edge of a palm directed at his neck, but the sideways fist was lodged right in his ribs.

The sound of broken bones.

Jayaseta was thrown into the pirates who were injured because he had broken their bones.

Immediately, with resentment, the wounded pirates pushed Jayaseta violently towards the Cuttle Bubble.

The body of the Thousand Mask Swordsman was met by a circular fist that struck his neck.

Jayaseta fell to the floor face down.

Blood from his mouth flowed down the floorboards and soiled his bare chest.

Explosions of cries of the robbers' cheers raged. It was obvious that the pirates felt their leader was superior to the clouds. Soon they will win.

***

During several fights, the poison spear Kanjeng Kyai Ageng Plered always tried to out take over his body. Not to mention the fight that occurred between the poison curse of Kanjeng Kyai Ageng Plered with the power of the rajah Nagataksaka and Garuda Sentanu which made his power appear many times.

There was a point where he felt invincible to anyone. That was why he almost always won in a fight when the inner power poison came out to rule him.

This time it was urgent. Some of his ribs were broken. The force in the attack of the Cuttle Bubble also damaged the inside of his body.

The temptation of the poison to help him was incredible. If he allowed the poison to take over his body, not only would the Cuttle-Bubble be defeated, even an army of pirates would be able to annihilate it.

But there was one side in him also felt that the poison power was the thing he had wanted to eliminate and defeat. Whenever that dark energy helped his fight, it was a mere trick. It will be overrun.

After all, how can he place victory on foreign powers, while he has galvanized his body and soul with various types of canuragan and silat styles.

Doesn't that mean he's not a matchmaker? He only used foreign power in his body, sacrificed for victory, but slowly himself also eroded by the power itself?

Wait, thought Jayaseta. As he had thought before, using and empowering anything to fight the enemy in the matter of dying alive was not something that was forbidden.

The Litong Bubble did not provide an opportunity for him to wake up, even after he spent his energy fighting against his subordinate pirates. Now, the Cuttle-Bubble just seems to be harvesting its profits against Jayaseta.

***

The horses of the Longong Bubble were indeed strengthened to stand unshakably on wooden boards and decks by the unsteady swaying of the ship.

Not to mention his immune ability, making the Little Bubble become like an unaffected rock in the waves.

But what if the nurse's base is destroyed? Isn't every kick, kick and sweep thrown by the Cuttle Bubble quite weak when compared to the punches?

Jayaseta is trying to wake up. His mask was covered with his own blood.

Seeing this The Cuttle Bubble was amazed as well as upset, why this one swordsman was still not really defeated. The masked warrior was still trying to get up.

What can be done, the Cuttle Bubble must finish this fight immediately.

Without waiting Jayaseta really managed to wake up The Cuttle Bubble drove to track Jayaseta's back like stepping on an insect.

With his remaining energy Jayaseta transfers the energy in to his fist and slams the Mountain Watu Bogem into the enemy's waist before it falls back down.

BRACKET!

The Cut Bubble slammed to the side and followed the collapse.

"Ha ha ha ..," The Cuttle Bubble woke up again. There were no visible injuries to his body.

"You used up your inner strength to attack me with such an attack? Free, kisanak. My immunity is impenetrable. You can't use your inner strength to break my bones like you did with my men. You're dealing with a warrior of a different level!" who Said the Cuttle Bubble firmly.

"That's enough. It's time to completely finish you off, the Thousand Mask Swordsman!"

After saying this, the Cuttle Bubble again attacked Jayaseta with a lustful kill.

Jayaseta again lifted his body and prepared to welcome the attack.

BUGS!

Jayaseta hit the right leg shin that the Cuttle Bubble used to kick Jayaseta.

As predicted, this deep-powered attack did not affect the internal or external wounds of the Cuttle Bubble, but obviously the horses became unsteady.

Jayaseta blaring. He steals a small amount of poison power Kanjeng Kyai Ageng Plered who fights Nagataksaka and Garuda Sentanu and transfers it to both hands.

His blood sighed, as if something was trying to come out from within his body. Half-dead Jayaseta fights him while using and harnessing that energy.

Jayaseta stood half-couched, her face reddened and suddenly violent.

He then hit hard the left thigh of the Little Bubble with his right fist.

A BLAR!

The explosion of deep power was clearly visible from the loudness of the blow.

Not a crackling sound that is heard, but the sound of the cry of the Cuttle Bubble.

Kulao Bassi shaped iron ball as large as one finger leaping out of the thigh, penetrating to tear the skin and fall on the floor of the board. Blood poured out profusely and made the horses of the Bubble Cuttlefish.

Not until there, with the left fist, Jayaseta blasted his inner power into the thigh of the other side.

A BLAR!

The same loud cry was heard from the mouth of the Cuttle Wave.

A Kulao Bassi chipped out of his back thigh, tearing flesh and skin with blood.

The Litong Bubble fell to his knees and then calmed down. Both his shoulders were lunglai, his pair of eyes looking in horror at Jayaseta like they were looking at the angel of death.

The face of the lifter was covered in the mask of Ireng Lokajaya who hid all forms of indescribable feelings. However, blood covered the mouth and adorned most of the masks.

The pair of eyes that were visible behind the hole in the mask were red, not blood red, but hellish fire red.

The Cuttle Waves had never felt this kind of fear, creeping all over the veins, nerves all the way to his bone marrow.

Jayaseta takes the inner strength of the foreign power in his body to destroy the opponent's last defense, namely both legs are weak in the movements and immune support objects in it, Kulao Bassi.

Jayaseta is breathing like a tiger. Both of his hands raised to form a pair of claws.

With a loud shout towards Jayaseta clenched the two palms with the head of the Longong Bubble in the middle.

PRAK!

The head of the Cuttle Bubble, the leader of the magic swordsman pirates with invulnerability, was instantly crushed into a formless lump of flesh and blood.

The lifeless body fell down. Blood gushed from the former where the head should have been.

Jayaseta roared like a wounded lion.

He jumped back and collapsed, falling to the floor. He then crossed his legs, took a deep breath and went back into an inner fight locking the wild energy within his body.