White Eagle Warrior 2

Kemuning Trail

"Come, hurry up a little! Careful, careful. The stairs are pretty slippery and also very dark!" After successfully unlocking the secret door cipher, Danur Cakra was busy evacuating one by one people to go down to the basement.

From behind the veil, Kemuning's smile expands. Secretly his heart was so amazed at the efforts of Danur Cakra who was busy helping the circus performers. Though only a few days Cakra stayed with them, but he did not seem to mind it.

"Well and bad, false and solemn, I don't know who he really is. Although he was not a good person in the past, but his heart was very sincere. Doesn't every human being have the same opportunity?" kemuning Inner. The look in his eyes could not be separated from the figure of Danur Cakra who was busy.

"Yellow, you just take a little break. Please sit down first, the door is very small later we will follow," one surprising greeting daydream Kemuning.

Rangga smiled, he was about to grab Kemuning's hand to help sit down. But Kemuning refused to be grasped, he immediately sat down by himself. He's still capable.

"Bad! Is my hand too dirty for you?!" maki Rangga in heart.

Rangga was just silent, taking one step back to find a more comfortable position. The gaze of Rangga's eyes was wild, looking for gaps when people were in neglect.

From inside the clothing pocket, Rangga took out a cloth that seemed to have been given a drip of inhaled potion. Yes, he wants to launch a well-prepared evil action.

Slowly the Rangga shifted closer to Kemuning. The folds in his hand were ready. When the people let their guard down, Rangga quickly smothered Kemuning's mouth. The pungent aroma of the potion that was within the folds of the cloth, quickly crept within his nose and breathing space Kemuning as he let out air. Kemuning body instantly lost energy, limp.

Rangga immediately carried the body of Kemuning, running quickly to leave the place. Without anyone noticing, not even Danur Cakra was.

Rangga continued to run, Kemuning's body had been in his trunk. This time, no one will be able to prevent him from getting close to Kemuning. There won't be. Kemuning also had to resign without a fight when his body was taken away.

No. gabe. Not through the main room. No one knows if Rangga has prepared his action from far away. Rangga had even prepared the escape path he dug himself. Unfortunately, the road was too small. So long enough to hinder the time of Rangga. He had to be extra careful crawling in a narrow cave by carrying Kemuning in his carrier. Regretting also why Rangga did not make a bigger path. That way he won't be stuck for very long in the hole.

"Huuuhhh .. huuuhh ... Kemuning darling, don't worry. I'll take you out in a minute. We will both leave the path full of suffering" said Rangga. Although Kemuning could not answer it.

Finally .... After a very tiring journey, they managed to reach the sunlight. Rangga came out of the hiding cave with a path he made with his own hands. First, Rangga rested Kemuning. Laying that powerless body on the thick grass.

"Cups! The cup! The cup! Why cry .." said Rangga when he found Kemuning tears flowing down his cheeks.

Very curious about the face hidden behind the veil, Rangga took off the veil and let Kemuning's beautiful face be exposed to the sunlight.

Dag-dig-dug! Rangga's heart rate is getting irregular. It turned out that Kemuning was much prettier than what he often imagined. So lucky he can be with the figure of a khayangan angel.

"You are so beautiful! Why hide behind a veil?!" Rangga threw the face veil Kemuning.

"Ah, no. You can't cry. I'll take you away soon. Here it is very unsafe," without waiting for approval, Rangga again raised Kemuning to his shoulders.

The escape plan he devised was near perfect. It's just, Rangga forgot something. He did not prepare a horse around the place. If there was a horse, surely he would be able to quickly get away. Unlike now, he had to be extra careful carrying Kemuning down the cobbled streets.

While Rangga fled, the troops under the command of Tumenggung Surotanu had spread. They are divided into many groups. Each group is under the control of a head of the army who has a high enough ability. The average hulubalang master at least one or two types of weapons.

"Gusty !!! Look it!" shouted a soldier.

Quickly, the summoned hulubalang moved closer. He took then observed the cloth shown by his men. Thoroughly stroking, inhaling the aroma left behind.

"just now. I'm sure the people are still around this place" the hulubalang concluded.

Hulubalang found that there were parts of the cloth that were wet and not because of raindrops, but tears. Yes, because the fabric they found was none other than the Kemuning veil cloth that was thrown carelessly by Rangga.

"Quick search! They're not far away!" Hulubalang lowered the order.

Simultaneously the soldiers moved combing the location around the place. They tried to find clues that could be used for the pursuit process. Since they were a special division army, they could quickly find a hint. Of them there are those who follow the approximate direction when the cloth is discarded. And right, there he found footprints. By following the footprints, it is certain that they will be able to catch up with the owner of the foot. Yes even though it was not an easy thing because the weather was hot at the time. Even the traces are not so clear.

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"Kepa*rat! I'll finish you off!"

Anger, makes a person become not good at controlling emotions. Until no longer able to digest clearly what and how the best way. Once the mind is controlled by lust, then violence is an alternative choice.

Now their eyes are open over who the real Cakra is. Maybe from the existing circus players, will not be able to believe that actually Danur Cakra is one person who must be considered. In the past few days, the young man appeared to be a lot of silent and stupid. And it wasn't him. Cakra is trying to be someone else's figure just to be able to get close to Kemuning. And now ..the reason for doing good is disappearing. Then anyone can be a vent of anger.

Gunda Soka was the first to feel the pain and agony of Danur Cakra's slap. The marks on his cheeks turned blue, that was because Gunda Soka was among those with high internal strength abilities. If an ordinary person, receiving a blow as hard as that was already certain his jaw bone would shift.

Danur Cakra is like possession. A crazy buffalo that escaped from the shackles. He suddenly turned into someone else's figure to be able to occupy the container in Kemuning's heart. Now the disappearance of Kemuning, made him very angry. That was all his fault. Wrong for not being able to keep, wrong for letting someone take Kemuning away. And now that Danur Cakra could do nothing, Kemuning's existence was out of nowhere.

Unfortunately Gunda Soka actually laughed, where maybe Danur Cakra could receive. Black Dragon, the power instantly thrashed and used the hand of Danur Cakra to uproot every life he held responsible.

No more than ten styles, Gunda Soka has been metered. The warrior was cornered and could only survive the onslaught of the increasingly crazed Danur Cakra.

Some of the troops tried to help, they stabbed Danur Cakra from behind. Trying to make room for Gunda Soka to take a breath. But it seems that the effort was in vain. Even before their spear eyes approached, it turned around and pierced the stomach of its owner.

HIYYAAATTT !!! OHHMM !!!

Danur Cakra unleashed a punch of deep energy, hitting the cornered Gunda Soka on the cave wall.

Gunda Soka coated his body with all his profound strength, using all his ability to try to defend himself from the onslaught of the Danur Cakra. The Ten Treads of the Dragon Conqueror, where could possibly be avoided. When the dragon came, exploding around the body of Gunda Soka, at that time the mortal world no longer accompanied Gunda Soka. In an instant he moved into nature, towards the realm of immortality. Gunda Soka died, not as a warrior. Rather exhaling as an outlet for the fury of a wild swordsman.

"Yahahhhh !!!!!" Danur Cakra shrieked loudly. Put out all the bad flavors. I don't know, what it is.

One by one the fighters died. Blood flowed down the floor of the cave, spreading a fishy scent that pierced the nose. To them, such a sight was not a frightening thing.

Danur Cakra exited the cave, he saw the soldiers marching in formation. And his gaze was immediately fixed on the leader of the troops. Surotanu.

Danur Cakra remembered that person's face. Law officials who negotiate with a wealthy merchant in a tavern. Not just to capture the rebels, but there is also a special purpose that he carries. For a pile of gold diamonds.

"Kepa*rat! I'm sure, Rangga works for this rotten bina*tang. But, where is Kemuning now?" the Inner Danur Cakra.

Remembering Kemuning who also managed to attract his tribe, Cakra understood that so many people were interested in the circus performer. But the question is the desire Tumenggung Surotanu for revenge. That means, the original family of Kemuning is also a respected person. For now, the most important thing is to find the existence of Kemuning.

Danur Cakra picked up a spear lying on the ground, walking closer to the ranks of the soldiers. Some of the soldiers who were in the way immediately fell down after the tip of the spear rewarded their chests.

"Protect Wrestling !!!" shouted the warlord.

Danur Cakra smiled sinisterly, with the tip of the spear he pointed at the face of Tumenggung Surotanu.

"Maybe you don't remember, but I know. You're just an errand boy dressed in official clothes. Return Kemuning to me, or I'll take it by force!" yell Danur Cakra.

"Owh .. yes, yes, yes. I'm sorry I didn't finish you at the tavern. Turns out you're a spy. Ahaha!" Tumenggung Surotanu laughed mockingly. He looked towards the four main bodyguards. The Four Demonic Pedestals.

"At the gates of hell, you will gather. And then you say it will stay here. Finish him!"

Finished Tumenggung Surotanu said, Four Demon Pedestals followed by several soldiers simultaneously attacked. He was greeted with joy by Danur Cakra. The battle broke out again. The fighters who had originally started to lose their spirit, again swung the sword fiercely when they saw Danur Cakra was on their side.

One person can affect one battle. It's true there is. When each army has a fighting spirit that dares to die, then the opponent's mentality becomes receding. With the Danur Cakra, things turn around. Even Watu Galing and his men blatantly came out of the cave, putting up resistance to the end.

The four Demon Paths attacked the Danur Cakra from the four cardinal directions, they surrounded and tried to suppress the movements of the Danur Cakra. However, the blade of the spear in the hand of Danur Cakra was so strong as to withstand every onslaught. The tip of the spear that had been bathed in blood kept flashing to add to the casualties again and again. The sun, being a witness who refused to wink at the incident.

The oldest member of the Four Demonic Pedestals, Ki Banyan leaped high into the air his hand unsheathed an heirloom weapon from under his cloak. The next second he immediately slid down by pointing the weapon at Danur Cakra.

Of course, the weapons on the Danur Cakra are not at all commensurate with Ki Beringin's heirloom. When the ends of the two weapons collide, the spear belonging to Danur Cakra shatters.

Ki Banyan kept sliding down. He no longer paid any heed to whatever was happening around him, his only goal was to quickly injure the opponent.

When the eyes are off guard, then that's when the dust enters it. Leaving pain, even giving wounds. The same thing happened to Ki Beringin. When with full confidence he felt that if he had won, that was when his defeat was reaped. Before his heirloom spear reached Danur Cakra's body, it was unfortunate for him that a large sword had already broken through his back. The Danur Cakra technique, who could have guessed.

With Ki Beringin dead, the remaining three Demon Pedestals were like broken legs. Their movements are so limited by the emergence of weak points that become a gap for the Danur Cakra to suppress. It did not take long, another mainstay protective fence Tumenggung Surotanu collapsed to the earth. The other two bounced quite far. They end up separated and get resistance from others. Ki Wadas and Watu Galing take over Danur Cakra's duties.

Danur Cakra smiled cynically, now he could more freely move closer to Tumenggung Surotanu. There are things that Danur Cakra wants to find out, especially regarding his agreement with Juragan Abdi. About who Kemuning's background really is.

"Haha! Don't think you've won. If only this time you could defeat us, but remember the Northern Kingdom will not turn a blind eye. Forever you will live in the shadow of fear!" said Surotanu fiery.

Danur Cakra does not care about anything said by Tumenggung Surotanu. All he knows is his purpose. Fuck the other guy.