The Thousand Mask Warrior

Obor

Karsa dodged easily, even he did not bother to lift the lemurs. King Nio's wooden scepter hit the floor.

Unwilling to waste time and opportunity, King Nio rotated his staff with one hand in a horizontal splitting direction. Again Karsa is a little bit.

King Nio used Mensa's silat steps to slash his stomach and simultaneously cut across Karsa's chest by holding sticks in both hands.

The one attacked this time rolled over to dodge.

Damnit damnit! Think Karsa. Apparently after he had died, his bones were a little stiff, and his joints stiffened so he was forced to avoid the 'unusual' attack.

The Nusatenggara Islands in the East are unlike most other nations in the archipelago whose culture is influenced by India or China. This also applies to Mensa silat.

This style of silat has short but fast steps, forward and backward, like a crab. The difference is, the crab runs obliquely, while the Mensa fighter slides forward and backward.

Although it later became a question also why Mensa also has another name, namely Kentao Mensa or Kentao Mensah. It could be that the word kentao has the same roots as kuntao or kuntau, martial developed by the Chinese people in the archipelago.

It is also possible that the Chinese influence is only on the term and name. Since Palembang is where the first Islamic influence arrived in Solor, it could be Kentao Mensa is influenced by Palembang style silat where Palembang itself is also culturally and historically quite thick Chinese influence, including the type of silatnya style which later was also called Kuntau Palembang.

Islam was spread in the 15th century AD on the island of Solor by traders in the important cities of Pamakayo, Lohayong, Menanga and Labala.

The first spread of Islam was carried out by a merchant cleric from Pelembang named Syahbudin bin Salman Al Faris who later became known as Sultan Menanga because it spread it first in the area, then to Ende and Alor.

In its later development, Muslims also came to Nusatenggara from Celebes and Bima, the island of Sumbawa. No wonder if Silat Solor is very likely influenced by Malay, Bugis, Mangkasara or Javanese silat that come through Bali and Sumbawa.

While other areas on the islands of Timor and Flores, such as Larantuka, are clearly strongly influenced by the Pranggis, where the nation opened many new routes in the East Nusatenggara Sea until finally found the Solor archipelago consisting of several islands such as Flores, Adonara, Solor, and Lembata.

In short, Raja Nio's silat moves can be said to be different and quite difficult to guess the shape, let alone he combines two different styles.

It could be said then that in the meantime King Nio who is not a great swordsman benefitted because of his intelligence and the stiffness of the bones of the enemy.

But it won't be long.

King Nio again attacked by sliding forward quickly, making three wooden stick attacks crosswise.

Karsa dodged two attacks and brushed off one last attack with his passing.

King Nio felt his hand tremble from the impact.

As powerful as he tried to control it and not discouraged, because only in half a breath, Karsa attacked back.

King Nio has not had time to see the lunge of the old swordsman because the previous time he had already cut his head. So he did not expect at all the attack of the grandfather who was unusually agile for the size of his age.

Kelewang chopped the stomach, chest and head of King Nio.

THE TRACK!

THE TRACK!

THE TRACK!

The wooden fragment from King Nio's scepter came loose. He managed to hold the three cuts, although his hand shook again violently.

"Dog*scabies dog! Mony*et stump! This blunt kelew that you used to cut my neck?!" said the Poet Baka was upset to realize his three attacks did not break or break his opponent's wooden stick.

In fact, King Nio has a certain style of Jogo do Pau that allows the impact of sticks with sharp objects can reduce the damage of his wooden stick.

He did not want to follow the words of his grandfather. Instead he counterattacked as quickly as possible, so that from several strokes in one strike, one hit landed on the grandfather's neck.

THE PLAQUE!

Karsa jerked to the side. King Nio forgot, he was a little satisfied. He himself did not expect to be able to land an attack on the enemy's body, even in the neck.

He completely forgot that such an attack meant little to a Karsa, the owner of the Rawarontek study.

BRET!

"Akhhh ...," the cry of King Nio sounded quite loud in his own ears. His calf muscles were torn by a sling.

Karsa leapt from top to bottom towards the head of King Nio, who sensibly crossed the staff over his head.

THE TRACK!

The wood chips were thrown back. Both of King Nio's arms felt tingling and shaking violently.

THE TRACK!

THE TRACK!

A little bit more of the wooden stick would break completely when Karsa replaced his attack with a puncture.

King Nio could not hear his voice this time. The ends of the hermit crest swerve into the soft part between her left shoulder and chest.

Karsa ripped his lemurs violently. Blood came out of the wound.

King Nio's wooden scepter fell down, along with his body.

He fell to his knees. Both of his legs could not hold his body.

Karsa went forward and grabbed King Nio's hair. "I'm going to slash your head with the mongoose you used to slash my neck" he said coldly.

The lifted kele is ready to slide down.

NAH!

A spear flew towards Karsa. He was forced to use a lemongrass to fend it off and immediately remove his trap on King Nio's hair.

King Nio fell to the floor with his legs folded.

It seems that the crew came with a variety of weapons, from spears, machetes to axes. Many also carried torches so that the deck of the ship became bright.

"Sir captain, King Nio, how are you?" shouted one crewman who had thrown a spear towards Karsa.

The rest of the crew also chanted, "Master skipper... Master skipper...King Nio ...."

"Good ... Goody. All of you, I'm killing all of you here to satisfy my soul" said Karsa with a hardened face.

You have learned a lot from previous events. They will not want to fight by ganging and attacking directly.

Earlier, one of the crewmen who had returned to the ship early saw Karsa standing in front of King Nio clearly. So he immediately ran to call his friends who fortunately are still sane and have not been downing a lot of wine.

Likewise with the crew in the hull and stern who also happened to know this incident.

Somehow, all the crew suddenly understood that there was another way that could be done against the old swordsman who came back to life from his death.

"Other times, if you manage to kill me, make sure that you have completely lost my life!" yells against Karsa.

"Thank you. We'll remember that" replied one of you who then suddenly threw an axe.

The axe was successfully pushed over by Karsa even though it hit a little arm. And it had absolutely no effect.

But then the crew again threw spears, axes again and machetes.

The rain of weapons cannot all be repelled by Karsa. The weapons hit his body like a rock, did not hurt him at all, did not even leave a mark or mark.

"Foolish basic! Haha ... You think you can hurt me this stupid way?"

THE BUS!!

A flung torch taught Karsa's chest, causing him to choke. Eyes glare.

"Stupid, what are you doing? You can burn this ship?" karsa was a little worried.

"We don't care. If this ship burns, then your body will also be charred. We'll smash your body to the ashes!" reply to the crew of another ship.

Karsa is invulnerable and able to survive even when his head is off his body. With fire, that's another matter. It could be that his head not only separated from his body, but his body would definitely be completely depleted.

Without needing to be ordered again, torches flew towards Karsa accompanied by wildly excited cries. "Burn... The burn... Kill that man!!"

Karsa the Poet Baka straddled the torch thrown at him and tried to throw the drugs into the sea so as not to fall onto the deck and finally be able to burn.

Sparks of fire glowed as a result of his tank.

Two torches hit his face and burned his hair.

Karsa dumped the kelp onto the floor of the deck of the ship, then splashed into the black sea water.

His body was instantly lost in the darkness of the night.