White Eagle Warrior 2

The Black Cloak Group

The vibrations of the inner energy punch deployed by the Wind Whip, shook the walls of the cave. Waking those who are asleep in a dream. The Black Cloak Army immediately rushed over, snatching their own clothes and weapons.

Likewise with Ki Maung Koneng and white swordsmen who have been preparing in prison. They waited for the signal Mahesa sent. And the effect of the power blow within, is felt as a sign if the fight has begun.

"We just do as described by Mr. Swordsman earlier. Remember, do not risk yourself and the other hostages" Ki Maung Koneng told the departing warriors.

At the very least, the warriors had nodded their heads in agreement. They agreed to carry out the plans of a person who had absolutely no visible face. Make a bet, with two appearances. The first is to change the status of prisoners to death row in case the plan fails, the second becomes as a tool in part of the imagery carried out by the swordsman who set the plan.

The horror made a swordsman so shaky his stance, until he decided to leave the hiding place. Down the hallway and hope for freedom. The warrior, walking until finally at the end of the hall that had been so far away, was stopped by several people in black robes. Without asking much, the men immediately attacked and attempted to capture the swordsman alive. Of course to extract information.

As powerful as it is, the white swordsman Arka Bari is alone. Moreover, he had already been a prisoner for several months and had no chance to practice and consume precious resources. The condition of Arka Bari at that time, made him unable to last any longer.

"Akkkhh! To your brother*, let me go!" maki Arka Bari's.

Plaac! Bugh! Just a few punches he got in response. Both his legs and hands were tied. Roughly, the black robes dragged Arka Bari's body like a ringworm dog.

"Boss, we managed to catch the intruder. Here goes!" they said when they met with the army chief.

"Kepa*rat rotten! Interrogate him, get him to confess!" the command of the commander of the army while raising his hand, slapped Arka Bari's cheek violently. Until the weak body of Arka Bari, fell back down.

"Some people, quickly check in the direction of the prison! I'm sure there will be other warriors heading there!" command of the army leadership. He himself immediately ran towards the lead room of the Black Cloak Group. There is still a battle there.

"Friendly troops !!!"

"Damn it!" Mahesa. Really, the readiness of the Black Cloak troops was excellent. Even they were able to surpass the discipline of the royal warrior.

"Haha!!! You won't get away, kepa*rat!" Boss Geledek laughed out loud. In his hand, clasped a weapon shaped like a lightning bolt. Every time the weapon was swung, lightning would strike in the direction it was heading.

However, so far not the slightest ability possessed by the weapon can touch the skin of Mahesa. The four of them ganged up.

"I must be able to lure them out" Mahesa murmured inwardly.

While waiting for Jaka Pragola's group to come, Mahesa would lure the Black-cloak warriors to play around first.

Meanwhile, Si Putih (the pet eagle Mahesa) is sent to deliver a message to Jaka Pragola and the warriors who come from the competition participants. Has done his job well. The intelligent eagle only told those who were people who were once so close to Mahesa.

Jaka Pragola's entourage, consisting of only ten people. Included in it is Sulistya Sandra, a woman who until now has not been able to bury her admiration for Mahesa. Yes, because indeed the Orange Lotus Padepokan is a close ally of the Wesi Giling Padepokan. It is also natural that the White disturbs her sleep Sulistya Sandra, because the woman will definitely feel offended if not invited.

"Looky! Not the slightest ability to fly this eagle decreased. He remains as agile as he was a few years ago" Jaka Pragola praised.

"Be careful! The road here is so dangerous and so slippery!" Jaka Pragola raised his hand, asking the troupe to stop for a moment.

The pit of death is so deep. The aura alone makes the stomach nausea like motion sickness, what else if you have to slip and fall into it. So far, no one has managed to survive after falling into the abyss.

"Here, the ability to lighten the body is at stake. Balance is the key to our survival."

After agreeing, the ten great northern warriors then continued their journey. They were sure that, at the headquarters of the Black Cloak Group, Mahesa had been in a state of life-or-death fight.

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"Why haven't you shown your face yet, hero?! Ahaha! At the very least, we know how best to get you to hell!" Surya Lightning again raised a question that contained ridicule.

The truth is, Surya Lightning was very curious about the face behind the veil. Because a dozen moves have passed, but the four of them have not succeeded in removing the veil that covers Mahesa's face.

With the heavenly heirloom sword in hand, Mahesa continued to pound the opponent until he could injure one of them. The combination of sword moves that Mahesha wore was a middle-stage Ten-Step Sword. Until the way of fighting is not guessed by the opponent. 

Mahesa also did not use energy in the Ten Treads of the Dragon Conquerors. Because if he did that, then it was likely that the leaders of the Black Cloak Group would escape. Meanwhile, Mahesa's main goal is to dismantle the mastermind behind the actions of the Black Cloak Group to kidnap and even kill the children of the competition participants. Other than Wira Sumitra and Barda Ripa, there must still be people playing behind all this chaos.

"So, only up here is the ability of the two brothers who are said to be famous?! Ckckck .. I guess, you guys need more than ten years to learn to snatch me up," Mahesa laughed mockingly.

"Kumiyihhh! Big mouth base. From the beginning, you just ran around like a rat. How do we know what power we have?! Let's go ahead, and see what we can do to your body!" challenge Surya Lightning invites power struggle in.

"Haha! All right, if that's what you want. But, I hope you don't regret it!" Mahesh traced the land he had stepped on, until his body floated into the air.

Both of Mahesa's hands emitted a white light that was very blinding to the eyes. He was preparing the Dragon Tread blow to welcome the challenge of the Lightning Solar.

The four higher-ups of the Black Cloak also did the same. They join and unite their forces. Until it is formed like a ball, with different energy color radiance.

As they compactly stomped their hands, a giant ball emitting four colors of energy shot towards Mahesa. On the other hand, Mahesa had also released the shadows of two dazzling white dragons. The mouths of the two dragons were even much larger than the energy balls belonging to Surya Lightning and his comrades.

The dragons opened their mouths, a dragon pounced on the energy ball, while another one grabbed the body of the four Black Cloak warriors.

"What??!!"

BAAARR !!!

It was too late to realize, if the one who became their opponent was a warrior with incomparable deep-power ability. White Eagle Swordsman.