WHITE DEVIL

53 Battles in the Broad Territory

As agreed, the inhabitants of the Arkkana depths will not witness the flowering of the Full Flower.

That certainly invites a lot of disappointment. Because the event of the bloom of the Full Flower rarely happens, something that is always awaited.

The full moon is not because it receives the light of the full moon. Perhaps it is because of a very complicated chemical process and the deep inhabitants of Arkkana know when the flowers bloom through many natural codes passed down to their ancestors.

I don't know. That's a pretty complicated thing to explain.

However, for sure the process often occurs along with the arrival of the full moon light.

The inhabitants of the Arkkana depths numbered one hundred and eighties people. Seventy of them are men of productive age. They are the ones who joined the ranks of Faga to block the tide of Grinsecta.

The Arkkana depth residents did not have the ability to fight so they obeyed Faga's orders to protect the surrounding village. While the task of taking down the Grinsekta remains the main task of Faga.

Their weapons are as they are. The tools they use when farming, blunt wood, hard bones, or even stone. Really potluck.

It was all done to meet Qocakau's warning. The Sun Grasper will send a wave of Grinsekta along with the bloom of the Full Flower.

Towards the moment of the bloom of the Full Flower. The night sky darkened, the lighting relied on a torch that everyone grasped. The fire is unstable and quite dim.

The cold night air pierced the skin. The darkness that enveloped all sides made this battle even more challenging. Actually it is not a serious problem, the eyes of the Arkkana depth residents have familiarized with such conditions.

Among the ranks of seventy men who carried a steady face, there was a red-robed man who stepped valiantly. The man turned around when he arrived before everyone.

He showed a passionate look. There was not a single trace of fear on his face. As he clenched his hands high, he showed greatness through encouraging words.

Through the earnestness that he took, all fear swept away.

“This land belongs to all of you. Don't let anyone colonize it for any reason. Raise your weapons for freedom, light your spirits, and burn your doubts. We don't need a reason to defend our own country.” Faga said fiery.

The men were increasingly upholding the weapon, strengthening the mentality. Faga is right, there is no need for a reason to defend his own country.

Nowisthetime.

“There is no time as good as this time. We're gonna win! We definitely won!”

The men follow the sparkle of Faga. They followed his words, great charisma. Yuvan watched all of that in amazement. A newcomer man who had been here for a few days managed to move everyone's heart.

For Yuvan it was a very illogical thing. The human heart is so complicated and annoying. Always changing, few people are able to be consistent with their stance. Influencing the hearts of others is so difficult, plus everyone has their own point of view and judgment.

However, Faga managed to break it all down. The earnestness and devotion he gave made everyone hold a high regard and gave birth to a lot of hope. High confidence is.

Confidence to win!

All of them immediately took positions at the village border. Torch in left hand and gun in right hand. The tension of war began to show in everyone's face. Yuvan who joined their ranks could not hide this tension either.

Faga advanced alone through the darkness. He lifted the sword blade that was already glowing into the sky. Everyone is watching that.

“Third blade. Glossy Light Justice.”

The light coming out from the sword blade illuminated all corners in three seconds. The golden light was extremely bright, reaching a great distance, and revealed the position of his enemies.

They were all on the spot. With fangs and sharp nails like knives. Their eyes were manyala in the dark, the feet treading and tearing courage together.

Land and air. They filled it all with a terrifying line of strength. Qocakau was really serious about flattening the inhabitants of the Arkkana depths.

Faga stomped his feet hard on the ground. The sturdy horses were instantly groomed. The sword algae he held tightly.

Faga focuses focus in one powerful breath. The veins on the forehead and arms are beginning to show. Smiles of spirit are growing.

With a blazing heart he made a powerful leap towards the enemies he had locked his position to. The sword blade of Faga was shining even brighter.

Faga performed the first slash right in the throat of the buffalo-sized ant-shaped Gransekta. A successful slash separates life and body.

Next to him another ant Grinsecta stuck out a mouth equipped with a giant biter. Faga humbling body, dodging. He then carried out a low attack that made dozens of Grisekta ants lose their legs.

A very fast attack. In just a matter of seconds tens of Grinsecta ants fell headless. Faga then jumped high, reaching the ceiling.

Faga landed on one of the bodies of the butterfly Grinsekta. In a very fast split second, Faga tied a rope around Grisekta's neck and made him a tame animal in the air.

His left hand held the reins and his right hand began to drop one after another the Grinsekta that attacked through the air.

“Be careful, attacks come.” Speak to some residents while pointing to the direction where a Grinsekta is approaching.

The body freezes first before moving.

“How we deal with it.” Inner one of the residents with panic. Cold sweat ran down his forehead.

The size of the enemy is as big as a house with a body covered in hard scales. There was no gap to slash his vital parts. “How-how-how.”

The perfect fear overwhelms them.

The Grinsekta launched an attack with its sharp front legs. Residents have prepared themselves, but events on the ground are always unexpected and not in accordance with expectations.

Faga came along with the lightning slash, instantly within a radius of a dozen meters becoming bright. His first blade had managed to save the people. Yuvan watched him. He could not bring out words against the prowess of Chairman Faga.

His red robe was fluttering violently. The sword that had taken much of Grinsekta's life was sharp. Faga stands with all his seriousness. Faga is never caught off guard in running anything.

Faga sprinted forward, welcoming the enemies behind the darkness with a spectacular barrage of attacks followed by a trail of light.

Greatable. A scene that Yuvan never forgot. “Wira and Arif would be envious if I told you all this.” Mumbled.

Arif and Wira chose not in the village. The two decided to pluck the Full Flower. Maybe soon the two will reach the field of the Full Flower.

The battlefield repeatedly released light explosions caused by Faga's slashes.

“Faga, so cool!”

Faga continues to issue various managers. Making his enemies completely helpless and killing them in one slash. Dozens of Grinsekta have been dropped and counting. They sprung from different places with different powers.

The fight also lasted a long time. It was magical that Faga could continue to stand up raising his sword after everything he had gone through. Even better, there was not a single wound that scratched his skin.

His black uniform and red robe were still intact, only slightly exposed to dust.

Faga's instincts and intuition are very unnatural, surpassing that of normal humans. Combined with his physical superiority and sword technique, he was able to meet the category of unrivalled knights.

The battle was over for some time. The battle field became a sea of corpses. Blood and bodies filled all the places. The foul and rancid smell instantly pierced the nose.

Justjust wonderful.

Who would have thought all this was done by a human being.

Faga with a slight staggering step closer to the residents. His body was covered in blood and feces after the battle. The children, teenagers, and the entire Arkkana depth population immediately embraced and embraced him joyfully.

A new hero has been born.

“You're so great. You are our protector!” Four tall men spoke serakap.

“Thank you very much, I don't know what I can give to make you clear.” A nineteen-year-old woman spoke in front of Faga awkwardly.

“Sister really is a hero. The greatest hero. The coolest hero!” Shouted a group of children who swarmed over him and looked at Faga with sparkling eyes.

“If you need anything tell us, we are always there to help you son Faga.” Said a middle-aged man in a slightly hoarse voice. Behind the grandfather was seen his impatient grandchildren looking at their hero up close.

“Nak Faga's. Accept this.” Grandma Ni Minah gave a pebble the size of a thumb with a strange shape.

“This object belongs to our ancestors. It contains the prayers and hopes of all of us. We hope you will accept this little gift, Nak Faga.” Grandma explained.

Faga noticed the pebble for a while. “What's okay. Not that this is an object belonging to your ancestors.”

“No problem nak Faga. This sacred thing should have been owned by someone more worthy of it and that is you.” Grandma said with a warm smile.

Faga's smile grew wider.

His greatest hope was granted, carving a smile on everyone's face.

Look how everyone is smiling part of the way. It was the best for Faga. She almost cried because of all this.

“Thanks. Thank you very much.” Reply to Faga while lowering his head several times. It's his best night.

Amidst the excitement suddenly Faga thought of something. His body was transfixed for a while after his memory reviewed the battle he had just fought. His face showed a surprised look.

The people who saw the drastic change of Faga's expression instantly became silent. Everyone knows, Faga is thinking about something really heavy. Faga faced himself towards the field of the Full Flower was.

“Where is Qocakau?”