8 Goddess of Flower Sanggana
PCR 8: Repakulo
*The Queen's Port of Love (PCR)*
Apparently the members of the God Boxing Group who returned fruitlessly to the Duchy of Repakulo, had prepared full force to welcome the arrival of King Anjas and his entourage.
There were as many as five hundred soldiers of the Baturaharja Kingdom forming a multi-layered lineup. In the very front row were the thirty swordsmen members of the God Boxing Group. They were members left behind in the Duchy of Repakulo to ensure the safety of the area.
Mahapati Abang Garang, Fat Demon, Thousand Hand Demon, Thousand Shadow Demon, God Fist Group Leader, and a number of magic swordsmen had departed to the Howling Gorge. The leadership of the Duchy of Repakulo was again handed over to the Duke of Bone Sampit.
The God Boxing Group this time was led by a person named Jotos Melu, a large tall man. He was in a dark blue shirt with no arms, revealing his large, wavy arms. His skin is a bit black.
“This is new a reasonable amount to head off Empress Sanggana Kecil,” said Tirana who had been standing on a horse's back.
Meanwhile, the citizens had already chosen to secure themselves some distance behind the entourage. As for the thirty soldiers on the side of Princess Manik Sari so ketar-ketir see the comparison of the number of troops who are very decrepit.
“Are you going to try to influence the Baturaharja army to defect, Princess?” tirana asked Putri Manik Sari.
“Soldiers Baturaharja! Do you know who I am?!” putri Manik Sari.
“We know, Gusti Putri!” sahut the Baturaharja warriors.
“Your numbers are of no use compared to our devotion. I give you the choice to obey my orders or death to the traitors!” princess Manik Sari shouted threateningly. She truly appeared as a mighty woman.
The call from the king's daughter made hundreds of troops instantly so boisterous like the market opened a massive discount. However, the fact that was plastered before their eyes, it felt difficult if Princess Manik Sari's class could fight back. Their numbers are too much more.
“We follow the orders of the Duke of Bone Sampit!” a leader of soldiers.
“Where is that traitorous duke, send it out!” yelled Princess Manik Sari.
Suddenly from behind the army of warriors flashed a skinny, well-moustached figure. He is the Duke of Bone Sampit, his left hand holding a keris that is still gloved. He landed on the right side of Jotos Melu.
“Hamba here, Gusti Putri,” said the Duke of Bone Sampit.
“You joined the revolt, Duke?” putri Manik Sari.
“Hamba has no choice but to obey the powerful, Gusti Putri. Prabu Menak Ujung has been killed overthrown by Salik Jejaka, so I have no reason to continue to serve the dead king!” duke of Bone Sampit.
“What?!” pekik Putri Manik Sari was surprised instead of playing. Angrily he said to the Duke of Bone Sampit, “You shall not make false news, Duke, or I will completely silence your life!”
“That's the truth, Gusti Putri. Mahapati Abang Garang and Salik Jejaka were the masterminds of the rebellion. Baturaharja Palace has been overrun by rebel forces!” the Duke of Bone Sampit.
“I'll finish you all!” yelled Princess Manik Sari wrathfully.
“Seraaang!” yell Jotos Melu commando.
“Seraaang!” shouted the dozens of members of the God Fist Group who relied on high-powered boxing moves.
Jlegs! Wess!
As the group of warriors thronged forward, Tirana leapt down into their midst and instantly deployed the science of Time Breaker. The gentle wind wave instantly spread out in all directions. As a result, the dozens of people instantly pegged unable to move. A number of them fell forward because it coincided with his style leaning forward.
“Hiaat!” yelled Princess Manik Sari while jumping up into the air.
Zress! Zress!
The two arms of Princess Manik Sari were suddenly enveloped in a yellow light that was burning like fire.
The brux!
Two waves of yellow rays like a huge fire spray burned the masses of those who were sculpting.
“Aaak! Akk! Ak!”
“Hot! The heat! Panaaas!”
The people of the God Fist Group screamed without being able to move. While Tirana was not affected in the slightest by the science of heat.
The Duke of Bone Sampit, Jotos Melu and the soldiers at the back were thrown into a panic at the ferocity of the science of Hell Tongue belonging to Princess Manik Sari.
Wess!
Seeing that there was an attack coming, Jotos Melu immediately greeted with a fist lesion that glowed bright blue.
Boaamm!
The attacker who is none other than King Anjas, does not bear to pit boxing with Jotos Melu. King Anjas deployed Surya Langit Jagat, a high-level science that is very unlikely to be fought by Jotos Melu.
The result, like a raw egg to smash with a stone kali. The dazzling white rays of the Solar Sky Maize directly destroyed Jotos Melu's body on the spot.
The Duke of Bone Sampit who was standing not far by Jotos Melu's side, was in heavy shock in his place. His pair of thin legs trembled violently. His thick mustachioed face was deathly pale in cold sweat. The keris clasped in his left hand fell by itself.
How surprised the Baturaharja troops saw so easily Jotos Melu died. They immediately became panicked, especially seeing the Duke of Bone Sampit in a condition that was not okay.
Princess Manik Sari who just saw the devotion of King Anjas Perjana, was shocked wide.
Now Anjas glanced at the trembling Duke of Bone Sampit. Feeling dead stood the feeling of the Duke of Bone Sampit seeing the sharp glances of Anjas Perjana.
Sir! Duk!
Anjas patted the left shoulder of the Bone Sampit Duke, making him fall to his knees on the ground. Anjas pats slowly, but the weight is like 500 kg.
“Determine your own life by choosing, Duke,” said Anjas flatly then stepped towards the front of an army that was not seen to be fighting.
Baturaharja's troops actually moved backwards step by step, as if intending away from Anjas.
Anjas Perjana then raised his right arm with deep exertion. Suddenly a wind appeared that moved around Anjas body, creating a cool atmosphere for a swordsman and a gripping atmosphere for hundreds of soldiers.
“Decide! Drop the weapon or fight!” exclaim Anjas to the spear and masked troops.
“We give up!” shouted a warrior leader, he could not bear to feel that inner pressure. He dropped his sword and shield.
Hundreds of other soldiers ended up doing the same thing, they dropped their weapons on the ground in surrender. Anjas reasserted his wind science.
Tubs!
Putri Manik Sari lunged at the chest of the Duke of Bone Sampit, making the skinny man strung hard.
“Ampuni servant, Gusti Putri!” shouted the Duke of Bone Sampit while hurriedly getting up and kneeling in respect.
“Where is Mahapati Abang Garang?!” putri Manik Sari asked.
“Mahapati and his warriors go to the Howling Gorge!” replied the Duke of Bone Sampit.
“For what do they go to the Howling Gorge?” ask Putri Manik Sari.
“Hamba don't know, Gusti,” replied the Duke of Bone Sampit.
“Good, I give you one chance, Duke. Now, you release all the citizens of the Duchy you captured!” the Princess Manik Sari.
“Good. Thank you, Gusti Putri!” said the true Duke of Bone Sampit is indeed in a dilemma. He must obey who is powerful and who is strong.
Meanwhile, the place had been filled with the stench of burning flesh and hair. Dozens of people of the God Fist Group were used up into charred meat. Thus, the duchy was now clean from the people of the God Boxing Group.
“As there is a big thing in the Howling Gorge, Consort Guard?” ask Anjas to Tirana.
“True, there will be a large gathering of top rank white magic figures in the Howling Gorge. One of the main characters who must be present is Kakang Prabu Dira, Gusti Mulia,” Tirana replied.
“It looks like the Demon Kingdom has figured out the meeting plan so they sent a lot of power to the black swordsman,” Anjas said.
“At Gorge Lolongan also Kakang Prabu will meet the eighth flower,” said Tirana.
“Joko's position as a king will lead him to become the leader of the white warriors, especially Dewi Mata Hati became one of his wives,” said Anjas.
“Did Guru Ki Ageng Kunsa Pari already know that the Goddess of the Eye of the Heart became the wife of her student, Gusti Mulia?” ask Tirana.
“Not yet. Hopefully Ki Ageng can hold the chest,” said Anjas. “We continue the journey if the captive citizens are in good condition. Don't forget to make sure they've all eaten before proceeding.”
“Good, Noble Gusti,” said Tirana.
Princess Manik Sari just stood listening to the chatter of the in-laws and daughter-in-law. When Anjas looked at her, Princess Manik Sari only smiled shyly. Anjas only smiled broadly at the beautiful but ferocious princess. (BH)