ADILAGES
AROK 3'S
Suddenly there was applause, accompanied by the arrival of a man of great stature. His hairstyle was very neat, he wore a white shirt and a suit and black pants. The man smiled behind the sunglasses he always wore.
“Wah, as I thought, the strongest in the Adilaga League always comes first. Welcome to Candi Blorong. I'm Mr. K.” The heavy voice of Mr. K makes the tone of his speech quite melodious and loud. In addition to his two outstretched hands, his appearance is like a very talented drama actor.
“Already, don't bother. You must be Kenneth Tohjaya, President Commissioner of SS Corporation,”, Barong said, pointing directly at Mr. K.
“If yes, why?” Mr. K opened his sunglasses, revealing a pair of all-black-patterned eyes on his pale white face. “Toh I am indeed the host here, and you guys are the guests I deliberately invited to complement this ‘main event’.”
“Complete? What do you mean?”
“This I mean!” Suddenly from inside the temple floor came out innumerable red lightning-shaped tendrils, all of them snaring Barong. The attention of the near-genius great man was completely sidetracked by the miserable condition of his comrades, until he let his guard down and failed to avoid this magical trap.
The source of the energy of this trap is, of course, the Red Lightning Cakra Sudarsana, better known as Keris Mpu Gandring, and it is now in Mr. K.
“’Wadah’ and ‘kunci’ are available, and now come ‘tenaga’ to ensure the success of the event,” said Mr. K while lifting the keris. “Sayang new one who came, but the power of Barong alone is enough to represent his colleagues.” Magically, lightning tendrils wrapped around Barong's large body while electrocuting and lifting him into the air.
Barong howled in pain, convulsing like a sword in every inch of his body. Her body continued to float, and like Cakra was fixed in two milestones on the other side of the giant snake-woman statue, bound by a rope of supernatural power.
“The final stage of the ritual begins!” exclaim Mr. K. “First, show my true form, Arok Murca!”
From the tip of his foot and into his head, Mr.'s whole body. K was shrouded in a sort of black-pitch mud. Moments later, the shape of the “man mud” changed like a double horn growing on his head, while the change in shape and size of his body was not too obvious. The next stage, the black mud decays. Featuring a white-pale face on the head wearing a multi-horned gold-style puppet-crown helmet. Its large field-chested body looks much more dashing with armor with a combination of black and gold dominant colors, and other colors as a decorator. When the mud has all shed, Mr. K is now perfect as a powerful king, can be equated with great conquerors from all over the world.
Seeing that, Barong who was weakened due to his strength was being absorbed by Keris Mpu Gandring through his lightning tendrils cried out weakly, “K-kau... Kenneth..... and Tohjaya! Don't-don't you are...!”
The mighty king glared and interrupted in style, “Hah, may also your knowledge, Barong. I am the one who lives eternally, the one who is able to reverse the curse into a blessing for her. I am the first king of Singosari, Ken Arok!”
“A-astaga... Wasn't it.. You were killed with Keris Mpu Gandring by Anusapati, your son?”
“My stepson,” said Ken Arok, fixing Barong's words. “Again Anusapati used someone else's hand to finish me off. However, I am really grateful to him.”
“For what?”
“Open the key to black magic and eternal life that I got from Nyi Blorong, the Queen of Snake Demon to successfully nailasai.”
“Lantas... Why is it only now.. You're acting?” Barong's head bowed even more, his voice growing weaker.
“Because I need ‘wadah’, ‘kunci’ and ‘tenaga’ to carry out this great ritual.”
“Ritual for what?”
“Reawakening my first wife, Ken Dedes of course! Free the soul that has been locked up in this statue of Nyi Blorong! What is the meaning of the glory that I have achieved so far and so on if I can not share with loved ones?”
Barong. As Johnny, he clearly understood Ken Arok's intentions. He even feels salute to any man who is willing to try extraordinary hard in order to be reunited with his beloved family, like himself.
“Ken Arok the past. Now, say my new name, MURCA! For centuries I searched for ‘kunci’, namely Keris Mpu Gandring who disappeared mysteriously after the death of my son, Tohjaya,” continued Arok aka Murca. “Newly, ‘kunci’ appeared together with ‘wadah’, beautiful and powerful woman and ‘tenaga’ from the strongest swordsman. So, after being delayed, now my plan must be completed.”
At that moment, Keris Mpu Gandring shimmered reddishly in his hand. “Aha, apparently ‘kunci’ has been completely absorbed ‘tenaga’. And now, rise ‘wadah’ to the soul of Ken Dedes!”
While saying spells, Murca approached the statue of Nyi Blorong, then stabbed a dagger in a flat hole at the base of “snake body” the queen. Miraculously, the entire body of the giant statue glowed reddish instantly. Then from the eyes of the statue emanated a right array of straight rays infiltrating the eyes, nose, mouth and ears of Rania Giselda on the sacrificial table. The broadcast lasted about three minutes, and then nothing happened.
Barong was now too weak to speak, falling to the floor after his magical shackles were removed. He just stared at Murca's face aka Ken Arok whose expression changed, implying disappointment.
“I-ini..impossible! Nyi Blorong said Ken Dedes would rise again this way! Don't-don't.he intends to deceive me! Prevent me from resurrecting my soulmate so that I may belong to a Nyi Blorong! You fucker! I am Murca, the Ruler, not anyone's slave!”
As Murca thrust her powerful fist towards the giant statue, Rania Giselda suddenly shouted out loud, her body twitching violently. Murca stopped her actions in time, the woman slowly got up and got off the sacrificial table. Like Murca, Rania's eyes are black with white pupils.
Seeing that, Barong gasped. Her mind wondered anxiously, had Rania now become a vampire, like Murca?
Very slowly, Rania looked to the left. Then his empty facial expression turned a weak smile. His voice was soft as he said, “K-Ken... Ken.... Arok?”.
“Yes, it's me, Ken Dedes, my love.” Inexpressible happy expression Ken Arok aka Murca at the moment, all his hubris date instantly. For centuries he has tried hard, amassed wealth and exerted countless resources and efforts, all for the sake of this moment. This reality.
Although different in face, the warmth emanated from her beautiful aura still remained the same.
The warmth that had broken the ice hopelessly. Once again inflames the ambition to break through all impossibilities.
The warmth that had been simmering by a jealous heart, culminated in an ungodly murder.
And farewell for ever.
Through deep regret followed by suicide, the beautiful aura was finally extinguished.
“Ah, finally this meeting removes the word ‘forever’ from ‘part’,” said Ken Dedes in his new body, his face does not appear to smile happily. “My soul was trapped in that bastard statue, became the servant of the Serpent Queen, until you finally called me here.”
“Ya, right. And now, once my ultimate goal is achieved, what are we going to do next?” Murca snapped her finger. “I know, how about we expand SS Corporation to all over the world?”
Ken Dedes did not answer, so Arok-Murca continued, “Ide great, right? But at least you should have the capital of the magic to defend yourself. I have prepared a service for you. The ‘wadah’ who is now your body is the heir of Rangda, the queen of leaks and the magician of mandraguna. Look at that ring on your finger, pin the prana to it. Your appearance will turn into a form of fighting.”
Ken Dedes who during his “old life” had practiced Kanuragan, the science of energy processing in collecting prana according to her husband's instructions. Suddenly the golden-eyed ring on his finger glowed purplishly. Ken Dedes's outfit changed into a Rangda costume. Her clothing style remains a modification of the Ancient Javanese dress or Javanese dancer costume.
The end result, which beridir there is a masked woman who all looks like Rangda version of Rania Giselda. The difference is, the one who controls this body is not the soul of Rania anymore. Also Rangda “new version” is not armed with a gun or anything else.
“Well, now let Rangda's spirit teach you combat moves. Let him set an example by taking out his eternal enemy, Barong!” Murca pointed at Barong. The big man's shackles came off instantly, and he fell down like he was crawling on the ground.
Without answering, Rangda the superwoman then plunged her purple nails into the body of her opponent. Although this fighting style is similar to the previous Rangda heir, Shinta Devi, the difference is that the nails of Rangda-Ken Dedes are not poisonous, but full of purple flame prana. Unexpectedly, Barong rolled avoiding the fire hooves. Rangda's fire nails only touched empty air.
Apparently Barong used “ happy moments” Ken Arok – Ken Dedes earlier to collect prana earth. Now, he can even stand up straight.
“Good, pretend weak to let the enemy off guard,” sergeant Murca. “Rangda, finish Adhi, captive carrier ‘kunci’ it. Let me try this mighty cocky Barong.”
With an expressionless face, Rangda turned around and walked with dramatic steps towards the man who was fixed beside the statue of Blorong, while Murca faced Barong.
Surprisingly, the new Barong recovering thirty percent of his prana remained unmoved in place, on the other side of the statue.
“You challenge me, Barong?! Enough of my opening moves, Mewudah Panglima, Conquering Nusa to reward your sass!” Tugging at the prana, Murca's body now emitted a red aura. The red energy balls sprung up like giant clumps of soap foam around his outstretched palms.
Barong knows what he has to do. As Murca extended both of her arms forward, pounding her energy balls, Barong moved dodging. Although quite agile, it was difficult for him to even fend off innumerable balls and dart very fast. Forced he deployed his protective prana, trying as few shots as possible to hit him.
When finally “rain ball” died down, the Lion Swordsman of God remained standing fending off, his body smoky reddish due to the rest of the red prana that evaporated with his blood.
Looks Murca also stood up straight, her mouth breathed out the exhaust steam from the deployment of the prana earlier. “Good, Barong. You deserve to be called ‘the strongest’!” he said with a smile, starting to enjoy this fight.
Precisely Barong utilize this pause not by collecting prana again. Instead, he ran towards the statue and pulled Keris Mpu Gandring from the gap of the giant statue of Nyi Blorong.
“Eit, what do you want!? Don't try!” Murca concentrated too much on Ken Dedes earlier, to neglect the object that was the key to his change of fate so far. While exerting a variation of the Mewujusang Panglima, Conquering Nusa earlier, he advanced to attack Barong while carrying the energy balls earlier, all concentrated on his two fists.
Knowing he was getting harder and harder to avoid close range attacks, Barong instead advanced against Murca. Though in fact, his eyes were fixed on Rangda and the prisoner who had been unshackled by the prana of red lightning, but still difficult to move. Surprisingly, Rangda – Ken Dedes has yet to finish off Adhyaksa Wiguna, heir to Mpu Gandring. The two men sat at each other. Adhi reprimanded with a face of astonishment, while Rangda instead bowed while clutching her head and screaming out loud.
“Bored life? Please die!” This time Murca swung a death fist directly towards Barong. Suddenly one kick bounces off “King Without Kingdom”'s arm.
At once, Barong recognized the figure of the kicker, namely his former opponent, Reog. As soon as he continued to run, brandishing the keris that he had earlier plunged. Then, Barong threw a magic kris towards Adhi while exclaiming, “Adhi, welcome your legacy!”
Keris darted with a tip in the face, as if to test the speed of his heir. At a distance almost hit Adhi's body, suddenly the keris reacted to Adhi's aura and changed into a belt. In that split second too, the belt attached itself to the waist of Adhi.
The Red Thunderbolt Prana. The prana broke all the shackles, revealing the end result of the free man in his fighting form.
CHAKRAS.