White Eagle Warrior 2

The Ghost Eye Clan lll

Inevitably, a fight within the narrow cave that was the secret passage of the ghost eye clan ensued. The room was quite narrow, but Mahesa used a sword instead. Unusually, wasn't he known as a tread swordsman? Or is Mahesa deliberately making things difficult for herself? Just be right.

Dumbala and two of his colleagues were forced to play Mahesa, there was no chance they could escape. Then even if they can escape, then it is the same as they show the way to the headquarters. Because the one opportunity that Mahesa gives is only the path that leads inward.

Inside the cave, Dumbala and two colleagues were faced with a very difficult choice. Just imagine, they must serve the game of a swordsman in the class of White Eagle who is currently holding a sword. What can they do? Drawing a sword? Forced. Yes, I was forced to do that.

The sword eyes in Mahesa's hand had already managed to suck out drops of blood even from the first moment it was swung. If Dumbala and his two companions had not drawn their weapons, it would have been as if they had willingly let their body parts be torn apart by Mahesa.

"Damn you! Whatchu mean?! If only you would take my life, why would you torture like this? You're such a savage!" a man of Dumbala cursed. He realized, if the White Eagle was just playing around. If you want, of course from the beginning have buried the sword in the bodies of the three of them.

"Hey, you .." initially Madaya was about to give a warning to his comrades, so that they would not be provoked by the bluff made by the White Eagle.

Madaya had guessed that the White Eagle was only doing something that was trying to suppress their mentality. Not more. Because to make them die, it is certainly easier to use internal energy than to have to bother using swordplay.

But Madaya was too late, and her companion had jumped and thrust his sword at Mahesa. The person was so emotionally flammable after feeling that his pride as a swordsman was trampled.

Mahesa smiled wryly, she stared at the tip of the sword that was sliding towards her. Just as the sword was about to arrive, Mahesa caught it with only two fingers.

The tep! Instantly the speed of the sword came to a halt, unable to move. The sword following the person grasping it was precisely lifted up and floated in the air. In the next second, the body had hit the cave wall and was not moving anymore.

Madaya. His jaw rose and fell repeatedly, soaking his throat that felt almost broken, "brother, how is this? We can't face the Eagle Swordsman with just two of us. Go back to the clan and report? Aren't we going to be fucked too?"

"You're right, then help me finish this rotten swordsman. At least we die as knights. Dying on a mission is far more honorable than having to endure embarrassment with two failures," Dumbala immediately sheathed his sword. He then prepared the deep-power punch he had. No matter the news over the story people will be great energy in the White Eagle, as a swordsman certainly does not hurt to try.

"Good! This must be more interesting. Hey aren't you interested in joining?" Mahesa pointed at Madaya.

Mahesa realized that what he did was a futile action that was just a waste of time for free. Mahesh only had a moment of fun, venting his resentment over the treatment of his wife. After all, Mahesa was just an ordinary human who had a limit of patience and a bad mood.

Mahesa's plan was very bad. He wanted to capture the three members of the ghost eyes clan to use as training materials for his son. Mahesa was not given the opportunity to teach martial arts or internal energy to Raka Jaya, but at least she had a way to make her son a warrior who was not afraid of blood flow. In his watch, Mahesa plans to confront Raka Jaya on a life-and-death fight.

In Mahesa's glasses, the martial world today is very chaotic. So he really wants his children to master the ability of canuragan as early as possible. The story is very different from her when she was a child living in the forest. Other than ferocious beasts, there was no other danger threatening. And in reality, humans were far more terrifying compared to even the most dangerous beasts. Man, who is enveloped in ambition, will make himself inferior to an animal.

OH, BAAMM !!!

The explosion occurred when the energy in Dumbala's palm collided with Mahesa's Dragon Palm punch. Unknown where it disappeared, Dumbala's body disappeared from view. And also with another colleague. Making Madaya wobbly. Confused, trepidation, and all the anxiety that enveloped his heart made Madaya immediately make the decision to use the last ability, namely the step of a thousand aka escape from the fight.

"Basic stupid! Decide after it's too late!" Mahesa shook her head. Then followed Madaya's footsteps.

Madaya will lead Mahesa towards the ghost eyes clan, of course she will not kill that person as long as it is still useful. Mahesa just followed him from a safe distance.

Meanwhile in the residence of the Fire Goddess, in the Sacred Flame Padepokan. Raka Jaya walked over to her mother who looked so agitated. Downstreams are not spoiled. Raka Jaya then stops her steps, she is not happy to have to disturb her mother. He knew very well how his mother was. Let Raka wait until her mother turns around and realizes she's coming to see you.

"Damn it! Where is she?! Why hasn't he come yet?" The Fire Goddess. I don't know how many times the woman repeated her curse.

She had been waiting for her husband to return. But until that moment it hasn't come yet. Just be careful if you come for no reason that can be understood! The Fire Goddess will not be compassionate.

The Fire Goddess' eyes were burning red. It was a sign that he harbored a blaze of anger in his chest. For some reason, Mahesa was always good at making the blood in his wife's chest hot.

It's time. The Goddess of Fire no longer cared for her husband. Go home or not, whatever! He's pretty much made up a little story on his son later. But how shocked the Fire Goddess was, when she turned around and intended to enter, Raka Jaya was already standing looking at her. Since when did the boy stand there?

The Fire Goddess immediately forced herself to smile. Removing all his annoyances and being sweet in front of his son.

"Mom's waiting for you, huh? Sorry, it's all my fault. I should have told my mother first. There's grandfather, I'm so bad to talk, ma'am," Raka Jaya spoke in a very weak voice.

The Fire Goddess was wrong. Is he really that "false" huh? His own son was afraid to speak. If he did nothing wrong, he would not be angry either.

The Fire Goddess squatted in front of her child. Gently, she stroked Raka Jaya's hair, "Mother who should be apologizing. You know that, right? I'm just worried about your dad, so .. yeah, that's it. Now we eat first. Maybe your father came home the other night" the voice of the Fire Goddess was very soft. Changed a hundred percent from a while ago.

"Mother, I said I'd arrest the man who nearly harmed me. He said I should pay him back. I support you, yes. So that we can defeat the villain!" Raka Jaya clenched her hands vigorously smouldering.

What's?! That Kepa*rat has taught his son to kindle the flames of vengeance? The insolent! Almost, the Goddess of Fire. He was not out of thought, how could Mahesa think of such a stupid thing? He has poisoned his son's mindset. This is not the way to train a child. Fortunately, the adoptive father of Dewi Api participated in defending when Dewi Api took the right to train the power ability in Raka Jaya.

"Emmm .. did your father tell you where he was going?" while forcing a smile, Dewi Api mencivm both cheeks Raka Jaya.

"Dad said, secret. But he told me he was going to the market place. In that burning shop, there must have been an important clue. Father said so," Raka Jaya explained.

Goddamnit! The Fire Goddess had already thought in that direction, only her movements were quickly defeated by the husband. The Fire Goddess was convinced that Mahesa would soon solve the problems involving her son. He had deliberately made the Fire Goddess miss the opportunity. How crafty! The Fire Goddess was extremely dislikeful of that.

"Darling, how about mom catch up with your dad first. You just eat first, yes," the Fire Goddess persuaded Raka.

How happy the young mother was when her son nodded his head. She would leave immediately, and would not give her husband a chance to act alone. Raka Jaya is his son, Mahesa will not let him take the heart.

Although at this time, neither the Mahesa nor the ghost eyes clan was no longer in the center of the city, surely the Fire Goddess would be able to catch up. Especially if they were to fight, the Fire Goddess had a way of finding the aura over the inner energy Mahesa was expending.

Which husband would be better than the wife? Maybe there isn't. Because the average husband will respect his wife more, although sometimes the wife's wishes are beyond reason. Because of love and fear of loss? Not particularly. It's just that the husband is required to give up more.