White Eagle Warrior 2

The Demon King of the North Slope

The Demon King of the North Slope. The name may be foreign to some. But for the warriors who are currently starting to be at an above-head age number of four, so the name of the Demon King of the North Slope is a name that is able to thrill even though it is only mentioned.

One force before the Northern Southern Alliance rose up as the most respected cult group, before the great war in the Valley of the Rabbit Traps (which even at that time was still the number one Padepokan Rajawali) the name of the Demon King of the North Slope still ranks the most fearsome criminals in the world persilatchem.

In the great war that occurred at that time, the Demon King did not take part (because a few years before that the Demon King began to be rarely heard from). The groups of the Northern and also Southern heretics were almost on average defeated. Except those who did not join the war, including the Demon King in it.

The years passed peacefully, along with the beginning of peace between the North and the South, the martial world grew more and more, both white flow figures who are united with each other also do not escape hidden relationships between cult figures. Until then the Northern Southern Alliance made an underground movement that built strength in Songgo Sky Mountain (the border of North and South) with the Goddess of Sky Light who became a big leader in helping four criminals which one of them became the current leader of the Northern Southern Alliance (Moon of Orange - the mind-reading girl).*the whole story has been presented in Pendekar Elang Putih ss 1. Few flashbacks confirm that the Demon King of the North Slope is a legendary cult figure, who existed for decades.

Good. Back to the Demon King from the North Slope.

By knowing how long the story that the Demon King had, it also confirmed how he was now. Predictably if she is unlikely to have any business with her children Mahesa. Because at last, the Demon King clashed with the Padepokan Rajawali and the white flow group at that time Mahesa just appeared as a newly hatched swordsman. Until then Mahesa became a famous swordsman and pro cons himself who is a northern swordsman from the south. At that time, slander was rampant due to so naive the perspective of white warriors.

The Demon King from the North Slope sat on the throne while enjoying the wine fed by the servants. Her hair no longer had any color except white. Similarly, the wrinkles that have filled all parts of his face. No one can refuse to grow old.

"Muning Raib! Can you have something I can hear?" asked the Demon King with his hoarse voice.

The Demon King's right hand rushed into the room. He dropped his knees and performed repeatedly. Muning Raib was his name, his age was not too far adrift with the Demon King.

It does not resemble a grand palace. It is just a big building that is no longer maintained. That's where the Demon King is. And not the King with the crown as imagined. The Demon King of the North Slope, was just a name for an evil swordsman who established his first group on the North Slope. He was not a king of blue blood, but a leader of a band of criminals.

The Demon King no longer had many men. Nor did he raise disciples, nor did he foster specially prepared young warriors to continue their criminal records.

There were only no more than twenty people left who were currently inhabiting the large buildings on the North Slope. That number includes servants and also horse brutes. Not much, not even very little. However, despite not reaching the number of finger counts, but the power stored behind the twilight bodies of the former great villains would be more than enough to be able to tear apart a large stockpile.

"Goddess of Fire from the Holy Fire, and a son was on his way. They will be held back by a pair of Fog Demon. Because previously the hired assassins Lodo Meteng had managed to finish off," reported Muning Raib.

The mangosteen Demon King. He knew how power the Fire Goddess possessed. The number one fighter in the north, it is very difficult to find a suitable opponent. But why they sent the Mist Demon, of course with the hope of relying on teleportation ability that will suck the energy of the Fire Goddess in battle.

"The White Eagle's wife was alone with her child? Then, where is the White Eagle?" ask the Demon King again.

Muning Raib turned to the door. A moment later appeared a thin old woman, in her hand clasped by a heart-red fan.

Nyi Parang Awi's. One of the female warriors who was still joined by the Demon King and comrades.

"Oohhhm ... Nyi Parang Awi's. Welcome, welcome back. It's good that we have the opportunity to still meet in the world" The Demon King rose up and welcomed his friend.

Nyi Parang Awi has not visited for a long time. It was even thought that the evil woman had moved into the ground. With the existence of Nyi Parang Awi, it is enough to make the entire universe into an uproar if suddenly they attack the castle fortress right now.

"I heard the news that Bhadrika Djani's student's son was wandering around. Soon, the old bangka smell will surely show the trunk of his nose. I'm just wondering why he's taking part in bringing in students."

The Demon King from the North Slope chuckled. He shook his head. The phrase Nyi Parang Awi is the same as questioning the reason someone should drink after eating.

"The game will be more interesting. In the rest of my life, I really miss how the atmosphere of the night is gripping like when we were young. As the cult group grasped the world, toying with the arrogant foolish warriors in confusion was also fear."

"Haha! Muning Raib, you're right. It seems that the rest of your life is not much," Nyi Parang Awi patted Muning Raib's shoulder while laughing chuckling. Followed by laughter from all of them.

Meeting with old friends who are one frequency is indeed a very exciting, even more delicious dishes in mevvah stores. Although only empty talk, the atmosphere becomes warmer and feels more meaningful.

While waiting for news, the Demon King and a few warriors on the North Slope made the least preparations. They train and relax the muscles that feel tight due to idle 😂. It is seen if they are very serious about preparing for a big fight that will soon happen.

Indirectly, Bhadrika Djani has had colleagues coming from other groups as well with different intentions. But in spite of it all, their goal is certainly only one, namely to ravage Raditya's birthday party. If possible taking the life of one of the families is certainly a very special gift.

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Meanwhile, the anticipated good news from the Fog Demon couple had yet to come. Let alone to tell, currently the second position of the Fog Demon was at the tip of the horn.

The Anger Flame Bubble managed to confine the Fog Demon within the different fireballs. The good cooperation between the Fire Goddess and her son managed to conquer the greatness of teleportation science belonging to the Mist Demon. Before they disappeared and moved, the Fire Bubble of Anger had already locked them away.

Indeed, the ability possessed by Fog Demon was none other than the ability of ice that was very contrary to the heat of fire. But what is the power of the ice that is locked up in a sea of very hot fire. There was no gap for the Fog Demon to bring out its abilities.

The longer, the Fire Bubble is getting hotter, and the size is getting smaller along with the Fire Goddess who adds to the pressure of her inner energy.

"Mom, should we do this?" ask Raka Jaya.

"This is against the law. But is there a path you think is better?" The Fire Goddess asked.

Raka Jaya sighed, not long after that she shook her head weakly. Those corrupted criminals can't be allowed to keep wandering around, the more days they will continue to spread evil.

Raka Jaya exhaled strongly. He followed what his mother did. The two children and mother immediately concentrated their inner strength, further suppressing the pair of Fog Demon that could no longer put up a fight.

The Fire Goddess leaped high into the air, her hands stretched out with a profound energy towards the fireball that locked the Mist Demon. While Raka Jaya was sitting together, she gathered energy on her palms centered in front of her chest. At the same time, Dewi Api and Raka Jaya unleashed a powerful blow in their possession.

OHHMM !!! An extremely loud explosion echoed through the air, the heat energy from the spreading fire waves burning down the trees around the battle area. Really, a terrible ability.

Bruk! Bruk! A pair of Fog Demon fell down. All over their bodies were charred with smoke still billowing all over their bodies. There was no longer a terrifying look, there were only two helpless figures of compassion. 

The teleportation ability could not save them from death. The Mist Demon that tried to get back on its feet, could not at all show if their bodies were anti-weapons. The moment the Fire Core Sword came, instantly their bodies split apart and then lit up and became a blaze of flames. Closing all their stories and actions in the martial world.

Danur Cakra shifted his gaze elsewhere. He didn't see what was happening. After all, he was just an ordinary warrior who was only a power to defend himself.

"I think death is not enough. Their sins were too great, only to be redeemed by a worthless piece of life!" The Fire Goddess regulated the breath, harmonizing the energy within her body.

"Mom, let's take a break. Tomorrow, just continue the journey."

The Fire Goddess agreed. Their energy was drained a lot after fighting against the wind. Before being successfully locked up in the Fire Bubble of Anger, a pair of Fog Demon were extremely troublesome warriors. No matter how much power and speed is used, it is completely useless.

The Fire Goddess sat there, she regulated her breath and harmonized the energy within her body. Restore fitness and restore their inner strength, until tomorrow they are back in top condition.

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Meanwhile, a considerable distance away where Dewi Api and Raka Jaya rest, there were three people sitting on wet tree branches. Their bodies had shivered from the cold, but they persisted and did not try to move even a little.

"Kang Barong, why hasn't there been any news yet?" whispered one of them.

The person called Barong shrugged, he had also been waiting for news as asked by his partner. Their job was to wait for news, but there was no sign of the appearance of the Mist Demon or the messenger sending the news.

As time continued to turn, the three people still remained in their positions. They did not dare to move away from the task they had been given. Fear if they have to make a mistake then they will not be able to account for it in the presence of the Demon King.

"Huuuhhh .. This is the fault of our chairman. Just try if we are allowed to participate in the Mist Demon, at least we can see in person!"

"You think you can handle the Fire Goddess, right?" barong Ledek.

It was not an easy matter to make the Fire Goddess bend her knees. So far, even since his name appeared and grew bigger after the war between white and heretical streams, there has not been a single swordsman who was able to woe him. Apart from the strength of the Sacred Fire Padepokan and also the ability of the husband who is very qualified, it is not wrong if the Fire Goddess is included in the ranks of feared warriors. It was not impossible to defeat, it only required more than two warriors with equivalent abilities to be able to do that.

"That's it. One of us better go find out. We cannot rely on faith alone. Not necessarily with the good news we believe in," Barong mediates their confusion.

Two of his colleagues agreed. Simultaneously, both index fingers are directed at Barong. Ask the idea owner to do it directly.

As is known, the son of the Fire Goddess and White Eagle who is now a Young General in the Northern Kingdom, also has the ability of canuragan which is almost equivalent to his mother. You can imagine if the two are together, it will be difficult to find an opponent who can stem the rampage of fire energy theirs.

Barong snorted in annoyance. Inwardly he regretted having given advice, if in the end the weapon ate his own master. After agreeing, Barong immediately came down from his hiding place. He moved following the path that the Pair of Fog Demon had originally traveled.

"Ah, why am I feeling bad? Lest the Fog Demon be defeated. Didn't I warn you, the technique that is now done is a big mistake. Deliberately breaking up the power. Letting opponents harm one after another," while walking Barong grumbled.

In the direction that originally occurred vibration due to the energy in the colliding is the purpose of Barong. He did not believe that there was no longer any resistance from either side. Evidently if the energy overflow that occurs can not be felt. Let alone the sound of a deep clash of forces, the sound of a fight, or any of those sounds. The night went back as if nothing had happened.

"Wine! Lest the Goddess of Fire had conquered the Mist Demon," suddenly the fur of Barong's nape stood when he saw the charred trees burning.