
*The Arrow Fighters (Papepa)*
Fruuts!
“Ak!” a shriek shocked Alma when suddenly the Drunken Beauty gushed her face with water held in her mouth.
Alma Fatara quickly jumped back away from the Drunken Beauty. He rubbed his face with a frown. He flinched because he felt a bit disgusted, not because he suffered from heat or pain.
Unlike the fate of Charcoal Saga who suffered skin damage due to the spray, Alma's face remained intact without the slightest damage to the skin layer.
“Eh, Brother Drunk! Your game slovenly!” alma hatch.
The Drunk Beauty who had already held back her pitcher, was only surprised to see Alma's facial immunity.
“Sakti also you apparently, Boy Scalping!” said the Drunk Beauty.
“Hahahak!” tawa Alma heard herself called “Bokah Kencur”. “Come, Brother Drunk, we end!”
The set!
Beautiful Drunk again glued her deadly jug that glowed green.
Sezt!
Alma Fatara flicked her right hand, slashing a thin yellow ray arch that split the pitcher into two pieces. Before the halves of the jug fell to the ground, Alma Fatara had flashed a quick forward attack on the Drunken Beauty.
The Drunk Beauty immediately greeted with a stomp of both hands.
The serss! Blarr!
Before the two octagonal red rays shot from the palms, Alma Fatara had first ducked so low while hitting the legs of the Drunk Beauty.
The two red rays shot out far away then exploded themselves at the end of his range. While the Drunk Beauty was slammed down by the low ram Alma.
Just as Alma Fatara was about to get up, the two legs of the Drunk Beauty who was still lying down, flashed against him.
Taps! The set!
“Akk!” squealed the Drunk Beauty as her legs were parried by Alma's left hand and then set the legs with a single slice of the hand.
The Drunk Beautiful Rush rolled away from Alma. He quickly stood up with a limp. His left leg was injured and blood flowed profusely. Honey, the Drunk Beauty has no wine.
The Drunk Beauty lit up all ten of her fingers. Even with injured legs, the drunken style is still able to fight. The Drunk Beauty paid no attention to the wounds on her legs.
Drunken Beauty jumps twice on one foot, like playing on a mountain. After that he jumped away with both fists attacking Alma.
Tap!
“Because of you, Brother Drunk! Hahaha!” alma was surprising.
“Silver Boy!” yells the Drunk Beauty surprised not playing.
Alma Fatara did not dodge the hot fist, but instead caught it with both palms.
Gee!
With so hard Alma's right leg kicked the belly of the Drunk Beauty as she held both of her opponent's fists.
The Drunk Beauty was thrown up and fell thumping in a prone condition. He squirms in pain.
Alma Fatara does have an innate advantage, namely immune to sharp weapons and heat. For an opponent who did not know of it would definitely suffer a fatal loss. Like this time experienced by the Drunk Beauty.
Alma Fatara then clumped like a walking propeller. And when his position approached the Drunken Beauty, he jumped on a parrot passing over his opponent's body.
Jlegs!
Alma Fatara landed and immediately put up the horses. His hands were slightly stretched and his fingers were clenched, like he was holding a kite thread.
Alma who was standing not far from the legs of the Drunk Beauty who was on her stomach, was now holding two parts of the Blood Thread of her God.
The Drunk Beauty gave a sudden swipe, as she felt her neck as if wrapped around a very thin but strong rope. Even he had felt a pain because there was the skin of his neck that had been sliced. He didn't know what was strangling him, but it was very sharp. Therefore, he did not dare to move, because the thing wrapped around him did not increase in speed.
“But Drunk, I'll just pull a little bit of my God Blood Thread, then your neck will break. Which one do you choose, die or fulfill one of my requests?” bargain Alma.
“Stupid if I choose to die,” replied Beautiful Drunk with a creepy cringe. Because, Alma could have been bitten by a mosquito, then scratched and unknowingly pulled the Blood Thread of God. Then it's very dangerous.
“But Drunk Brother has to promise to fulfill my request? My request is no worse than the destruction of your vehicle,” said Alma again to ensure that the Drunk Beautiful would not play tricks against her.
“Iya, I promise to meet your request,” replied the Drunk Beauty.
The Drunk Beauty immediately moved up with a limp. The pain from Alma's hard kick has lessened. What remains is pain in the legs and pain in the neck. There was clearly blood flowing down the white neck of the Drunken Beauty.
Meanwhile at another battle center, the Snake-Eyed Swordsman and Genjer Mahesa were so formidable to the soldiers and warrior commanders.
Blar blar blar!
When the Serpent Eye Swordsman jerked both of his arms downwards, an explosion of soil was created around them. A number of the soldiers who surrounded clashed and fell on their hands.
On one occasion, Gendas Pati Commander and Segili Rewa Commander flashed with swords drawn to Genjer Mahesa.
Tubs! Tubs!
However, the two commanders of the force bounced back as a long-range blow without form was unleashed by Genjer Mahesa. The blow hit the chest of the two. While Lot was not much useful, because indeed his ability was not higher than two commanders.
Bak bik bok! Bak bik bok!
The soldiers were one by one beaten by the Serpent Eye Swordsman. His snake eyes were very observant catching the movement of the attack.
Wus wus wus …!
After being hit by a long-range blow, it was the turn of Rewa Segili Commander in action. He jumped up into the air, then stomped his arms alternately towards the position of the Mahesa Jager. So the shadows of the palms are dark green.
Zreet!
Genjer Mahesa also quickly stomped his palms, issuing a science shield in the form of a spider web of blue color. And so, all the shadows of the palm of Commander Rewa Segili hit the shield in front of the body of Janjer Mahesa. No effect is created.
Sets!
Suddenly in the air darted a silver colored keris coated with a clear red light. The appearance of the keris shocked Genjer Mahesa and the others. However, Genjer Mahesa remains confident that his shield science can withstand the keris belonging to the Ragum Mangkuawan Commander.
The test!
And it turned out to be true, the science of spider web shields stopped the pace of silver kris. But then there was resistance.
The clear red shining silver kris kept pressing trying to break through the shield of the spider web. Genjer Mahesa realized that the keris that urged him was stronger than the power of his shield. He also prepared something else.
Bress! Blars!
“Aakk!” jenjer Mahesa's.
Finally the silver dagger managed to break through the shield of the spider web and darted rapidly piercing into the body of Janjer Mahesa. However, before that happened, the right hand of Genjer Mahesa was armed with a glowing red light that was struck to the coming keris.
But finally, the magic in the hands of Janjer Mahesa does not work for the kris. Precisely the keris stuck penetratingly in the palm of the Jenjer Mahesa. Therefore, Genjer Mahesa cried out in pain.
“The Duchy troops withdraw all!” shouted Commander Ragum Mangkuawan who had been present in the middle of the fighting point.
Thus, both commanders of the army and Lot, ordered his troops to withdraw all, including the three of them.
“The Royal Family Team, summarily the Gusti Prince's archer!” ragum Mangkuawan's orders to sixteen of his soldiers who have not rode.
The set!
“Aak!” jenjer Mahesa screams again when the keris that stuck in his hand was pulled out by himself and then shot home to Ragum Mangkuawan.
The Royal Family forces immediately surrounded the one-armed Jejer Mahesa who had been wounded.
Meanwhile, Ragum Mangkuawan is now facing the Snake Eye Swordsman.
Fighting Ragum Mangkuawan was definitely not the level of the Snake Eye Swordsman. Remember, Ragum Mangkuawan is a high commander of Singayam Kingdom. Having high magic is one of the mandatory requirements for a commander in Singayam Kingdom.
Janjer Mahesa now has to fight hard. Now he is not faced with the Duchy soldiers, but special forces soldiers who have the skills of canoecraft above ordinary troops. One Royal Family Army soldier is worth as much as one regular army commander.
“Switchcraft Execution!” a soldier gave the command.
Suddenly the sixteen soldiers in yellow saffron uniforms threw their swords into the air.
Set set set …!
Surprisingly, the swords immediately flew like birds and from all directions attacked the Mahesa Jager.
How shocked is Genjer Mahesa. He really did not expect to get that many flying sword attacks.
Janjer Mahesa exerted his best speed to dodge. If had he used the science of shielding his spider-web, it could only protect one side.
Set set set …!
“Akk! Ak's! Akh ..!”
Several swords slashed through the body of Genjer Mahesa, making him scream repeatedly. In the end, three swords pierced through the body of Janjer Mahesa from various directions. Then the archer of the prince ended. (BH)