The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Red Blind Mask

The red masked hordes showed his unrest. They were subordinates of the Hell Earth Needle group who had special skills in secret and covert assassination, rather than direct combat. There were other people within the same group who were specially trained and assigned to fight face to face, but definitely not them.

The leader sniffed the fear floating in the air.

It is true that he was assigned to lead this cowardly army in the plan to kill Almira, but the group has a form of leadership and command that is quite complicated.

No one is really above the rest. All serve the interests of the Walanda Betawi Company as well as themselves.

This is understandable because from the beginning of the formation of the Hell Earth Needle, they were a collection of traitors and champions who wanted power and money.

Soon seven of Almira's bodyguards sprung up from behind the trees.

"good. These bang*sat apparently decided to give up their lives!" tukas Jaka Pasirluhur for the sake of seeing the masked horde standing spread in various places.

"The seven of you, we also seven. An unexpected coincidence. Exactly no less no more, one life is in the hands of everyone," said Jaka Pasirluhur later.

The bodyguards of his colleagues did not reject the words of Jaka Pasirluhur. Their spears were clasped tightly in the hand.

"Sir, do you think we should face them? Then who will report to Nyai Pratiwi the grandson of the master?" whispered one of the red-blind masked hordes. It seemed real that they were shrill. Moreover, it is proven that Jaka Pasirluhur not only managed to save Almira, Nyai them, but also deftly fended off almost all secret nail throws released with certain skills.

This person called 'master' who was their leader was gritted. He said aloud to his 'men' but deliberately addressed to Almira's retinue of bodyguards, "You have left here, cowards. Let the old man face these lashies. You are still young, you can still spend your time to have fun, get drunk and play women. Once a coward remains a coward!"

The six masked red-blind men glanced at each other, trying to be sure of what the master said.

"Well, I'm sorry if you're disappointed you can't face one-on-one. But I'll try to satisfy you all. I hope that seven against one of these elderly warriors does not make your pride fall" said the masked ringleader. This time to Jaka Pasirluhur's group.

Immediately after saying this, the six masked men immediately chanted running away fleeing.

Of course this cannot be allowed by the Almira guards. They soon caught up with the six people who had fled.

Unexpectedly, with incredible speed, the old figure in front of them tracked down the body of one bodyguard, making it collapse, causing it to collapse, then he slashed at the nape of one of the other guards and hit another with his shoulder so that the guard bounced into a tree.

The bodyguards immediately looked out and mounted the horses, focusing on the figure in front of them.

The group of masked people immediately disappeared behind the trees.

Obviously this old man is dangerous and cannot be underestimated even though his stature with sagging pants and his wrinkled thin body is not at all convincing.

***

The old man, the masked leader, drew a sharp, gold-plated weapon that glittered under the torchlight and the dim oil lamp from the houses of the people in the distance through the trees.

The weapon was a stick he took from under his clothes that showed wrinkles of his chest skin and protruding bones. This is certainly not unusual because of the accent and the way he spoke, the old figure is definitely not a native Sundanese.

Kujang is a familiar weapon used by warriors from Tatar Sunda. This weapon has a special and respected place on the island of Java wetan.

Kujang itself is recorded to have begun to be made around the 8th or 9th century made of iron, steel and armor.

Similar to a variety of sharp weapons in the archipelago, initially kujang is also a tool used in agricultural activities, especially in Javanese society, as shown in the ancient text Sanghyang Sorting Kanda Ng Karesian in 1518 AD.

As the name implies, kujang is derived from the word kudihyang, where kudi has the meaning of a magic weapon while hyang means goddess god. So there is also the assumption that this kujang weapon is a return from the kudi weapon, which was both formerly also a work tool in agriculture.

Kujang which is the work equipment is also through the development and shift of form, usefulness and meaning. My new form as a weapon is estimated to be born between the 9th century to the 12th century AD.

As a dagger-type weapon, the kujang has sharp sides and parts. Papatuk or congo is the name of the sharp end of the kujang that resembles an arrow.

Eluk or penyilah is the term for an indentation on the back of the dagger, while the opposite container is a protruding arch on the abdomen. There are also eyes are small holes that are usually covered with gold and silver metal as a decoration.

This curved shape has several important uses in a fight. In addition to being able to tear the opponent's body, parts say the sunken kujang can lock the opponent's weapon.

The raw materials of kujang that tend to be thin, dry, porous and contain many elements of natural metals make kujang can be moved quickly to pierce and cut enemies.

The actions of the old man who attacked the bodyguards of Almira and pulled out his kujang was clearly an invitation to fight. The flood of blood will be inevitable.

"The old man does not know himself is indeed looking mampus. Already, we kill it, we chop it up, then we go after the rest" said one of Almira's bodyguards.

Jaka Pasirluhur was about to prevent his partner who grasped the spear so as not to be reckless and rushed. He realized the enemy in front of him was no ordinary person.

Too late!

Lightly the masked figure convoluted while lifting up his flat.

One spear was locked in the hollow of the civet in its wooden handle, while the spear eyes were two horns from the masked head.

With a single jolt, the spear rotated, used to fend off the spear thrust that had only come later.

PRAK!

Spear and spear clashed.

With one more flexible movement, the two spears separated from the hand due to a rotating motion in such a way.

The second move was faster and more surprising. One long shot tore the thighs of the two attackers.

Both of them collapsed with a shout that burst into the fields of trees.

Seeing this, the others certainly did not remain silent. They also went straight ahead.

"Wait!" yell Jaka Pasirluhur. Honey, he came back late.

The old man looked down, turned around, twinkled between the trees. The spear stabbed here and there but did not hit the target.

Instead in two three moves, I stabbed and snatched the attackers who were actually spaced because they used a long spear.

Actually, these guards did not have the ability to silat qualified, but they were too carried away by lust to get rid of this barrier. Because after all the cowardly brats who threw the secret weapon in the form of nails are now fleeing. Of course they would be very dangerous if they were released just like that.

Unfortunately, the bodyguards did not consider the movements of their martial skills and skills as well as the magic of their opponents who at first glance looked fragile.

All the punctures that are connected to each other collide, opening cavities for enemies to dodge and attack.

The guards also fell down. That fast the old man's movements and also because of the carelessness and lust of the attackers who did not want to consider the greatness of the opponent.

Jaka Pasirluhur already suspected that the masked grandfather has a science of kanuragan is quite high. He also looks arrogant and jumawa, because Jaka Pasirluhur knows for sure that the grandfather could have directly stabbed and killed the attackers, but he only injured them in various places.

The leg was injured so a bodyguard fell down. The scratched shoulder made the spear attack weak. Tear off the arm, make the weapon fall.

Not wanting to see his friends being bullied by that figure, Jaka Pasirluhur went forward membabatkan his swoop to bring his friends who fell.

The old masked elder took three steps back. This last bodyguard attack was no ordinary attack.

Jaka Pasirluhur weapon that is no less strange and distinctive than the cage looks heavy and also still has a distance advantage.

The masked grandfather shifted his body to the side and lowered. He stabbed towards the foot of Jaka Pasirluhur.

The one who was attacked was aware and understood the movement of this enemy. Jaka Pasirluhur then rolled forward.

The grandfather was not disappointed that his attack escaped. He got up and hunted by directly giving three stabs to the head and chest. This time the grandfather decided to finish off Jaka Pasirluhur, instead of playing around like he did to the other guards of Nyai Almira.

Funny thing is, the attack of the grandfather intended to kill Jaka Pasirluhur is actually opening the secret behind it.

The moves of the grandfather who like playing around injuring the enemy may actually be a major part of his silat style.

So when he decided to directly kill the enemy, Jaka Pasirluhur used the opportunity to enter the open cavity in his manager, chopping the thigh of the grandfather with the pickaxe or axe in his scratches then read cross from the top to the chest of the grandfather.

BUGS!

BUGS!

Jaka Pasirluhur.

The tajammya is like hitting a rock.

The masked grandfather was pushed back and fell down. But less than a single breath, he woke up.

His pants were sagging and his clothes were torn, but there was no visible sign of any external injuries.

Grandpa chuckled, "Ha, ha, ha ... You're pretty good as well because you can touch my body with that gun."

He then took off his mask, threw it and spat on the ground. His old face was half covered in the shadow of trees, partly shone by the light from the residential residents from between the trees, but Jaka Pasirluhur could see his terrible grin.