JAYABAYA: The Journey of Being a Legend
Invading the Valley of Ghosts (part 2)

One hundred soldiers under the leadership of Jaka Umbaran immediately moved towards the gate of the Ghost Valley headquarters which was heavily guarded by about 10 guards. All of them wear black clothes with a green coat and wear a black headband. One of them, a thick-bodied man with a thick mustache across, immediately intercepted Jaka Umbaran and his followers.

"Stop you!

What do the people of Bukit Kapur College want to come here huh? Are you tired of living and want to bring your life here huh?", hardik the thick-bodied man is hard.

"Who took his life is still unclear. But one thing is certain, today the Ghost Valley will flood blood!

Everyone, attack them!!", Jaka Umbaran's orders that immediately make Gendol and friends immediately move quickly while swinging their respective weapons.

Whuuuggghh..

Dhhhaaaasshhhh dhhaaassshhh!!

A fierce fight soon broke out in that place. But the number of Matahun soldiers who reached hundreds of people, not a balanced opponent with the guards. In a short time, the four gatekeepers of this valley headquarters had collapsed covered in blood.

A gatekeeper immediately jumped towards the fart near their spot and immediately hit him quickly as a sign of danger. Half terrified, he hit her as hard as he could.

Thhhoooongggggg thhhoooonggg thhoooongggggg....!!!!

The sound of tongs beaming at each other instantly rang out loud in front of the gate of the Ghost Valley headquarters. The gate was immediately wide open and the next dozens of creepy-clothed people immediately sprung from there. One of them was a tall, but bald-headed middle-aged man with a distended stomach. He was one of the Ghost Valley elders nicknamed Bald Ghosts.

"Bad!!

Who would dare to make trouble with the Ghost Valley? I'm going to tear his body apart!!", said the Bald Ghost full of anger.

"Talk a lot!!!", Resi Simharaja who was the closest to the Bald Ghost, immediately darted towards the old man while swinging the claws of his right hand.

Hhhrrraaaaaakkkkkkh!!!

The rapid movement of Resi Simharaja made the Bald Ghost flabbergasted as well. But he immediately swung his large, sharp-spiked iron mace retracing the quick attack of Resi Simharaja.

Grraaaaaakkkk shhrriegg!!!

The black iron mace instantly had some sort of scratch on its surface with the number of 5 pieces. The claws of Resi Simharaja are sharp, especially after being energized in a high level.

The Bald Ghost snorted loudly at the sight of his beloved weapon being scratched by the claws of Resi Simharaja's hand. While tracing the ground violently, he leapt towards Resi Simharaja by swinging the black iron mace towards the head of the former demon king Alas Roban.

"Destroy your head, you bastard!!

Hiiyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat...."

Gendol, who had just finished the life of one of the gatekeepers of the Ghost Valley headquarters, ran quickly towards Resi Simharaja and crossed his twin mace to withstand the blow of the Bald Ghost.

Bhhhaaaaaaaaong!!

Gendol did not shift at all from where he stood when the hard blow struck his twin mace. The Bald Ghost continued to emphasize his sharp jagged black iron mace to take down the opponent but even Gendol did not want to lose.

"Old tiger, this bald one is my part. Just leave him to me.

Quickly, help Ndoro Swordsman to break through this gate!", cried Gendol without turning his head towards Resi Simharaja. The former demon king Alas Roban smiled faintly as he nodded in understanding before darting towards Jaka Umbaran who was surrounded by several members of the Ghost Valley.

Resi Simharaja immediately swung back the claws of his right hand towards some burly men who were gnawing at Jaka Umbaran. Five streaks of thin blackish-white light instantly thrust swiftly towards them.

Shhkkkkkkk..

Chhhrrraaaaaaassssssshhhh!!!

The four men who gang up at Jaka Umbaran instantly collapsed when five streaks of thin blackish-white light struck their backs. An incision extending from the shoulder to the waist looks gaping and instantly bleeds.

"Resi Simharaja, we must immediately break through this gate to be able to summon our soldiers. Help me overcome these gibberish!", said Jaka Umbaran immediately.

"I understand" said Resi Simharaja who immediately made a quick movement around where Jaka Umbaran stood until none of the members of the Ghost Valley were able to approach the young prince.

Mouth Jaka Umbaran aka Prince Mapanji Jayabaya, immediately komat-kamit cast a spell while exerting energy in his high level. Slowly a bright blue light with a stinging heat was created in both of his palms cupped in front of his chest. As quickly as possible, he immediately slammed his two hands alternately toward the gate of the Ghost Valley headquarters.

"Brajamusti Ajian...

Hiiyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaat...!!!"

Those two streaks of bright blue light as fast as lightning shot towards the leaf of the gate of the Ghost Valley headquarters made of thick wood. And ...

Bllaaammmmmmmmmmmm!!

As soon as the gate of this Ghost Valley headquarters was destroyed, Jaka Umbaran immediately turned his head towards the right while whistling loudly.

Shhuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieittt....!!!

The signal immediately made Senopati Setakuning and Patih Mpu Kariti who were waiting for an opportunity to attack, directly moving towards the gate of the Ghost Valley headquarters.

Their arrival suddenly made the members of the Ghost Valley surprised instead of playing. War is not balanced immediately.

Inside the Hell Ghost Goa, a pale-faced old man with a long beard dressed in dark gray seemed to be sitting cross-legged on a stone slab with his eyes closed. Both of his palms were cupped in front of his chest. It seems he is meditating.

But his meditation was immediately chaotic when his ears were sharp, hearing the sound of a violent explosion streak from the gates of the Ghost Valley headquarters. He knew that loud noise. Soon he opened his eyes and descended from the top of the mediocre. Then rushed out towards the outside of Goa.

From the bottom, there was a young man with a sturdy body in black clothes but made of fine silk, running quickly up the stairs towards the cave door. Arriving in front of the mouth of the cave, the young man who was none other than Wijayadharma, the son of the Prince of the Ghost Valley, immediately paid respect to this old man.

"Uncle Lokeswara, there are people from the Kapur Hill School storming here.

Uncle must act quickly before many of our people are killed by them" Wijayadharma said.

"Bad! How dare they mess up when the headquarters is a little occupant.

But wait, since when did that bastard Mpu Waskita have Ajian Brajamusti? The old bangka is quite a science of its kanuragan, but for the science of Digjayaan class Ajian Brajamusti....

Goddamn, something must be wrong! Let's go there, Wijayadharma!", Mpu Lokeswara, the deputy leader of the Ghost Valley who became the interim leader as long as the main leader was out of the headquarters because there was important business with Kotaraja Kahuripan Palace, immediately darted rapidly down the stairs of the mouth of Goa Ghost Hell followed by Wijayadharma.

In just a few breaths of time, the two had reached the gate of the Ghost Valley headquarters that had been ravaged by the battle. Several buildings appeared to be burning violently, while many corpses from the lifeless members of the Ghost Valley were scattered everywhere. This instantly made Mpu Lokeswara's teeth clatter in anger.

"Bad!! The people of the Cretaceous Hill College, you must pay for all these deeds with your lives!!!"

One snap, one, Mpu Lokeswara the vice leader of the Ghost Valley immediately jumped high into the air and quickly slammed his palms into a fierce fight between the soldiers of the Duchy of Matahun and the people of the Ghost Valley.

Whhhuuuuuutttth!!

Four streaks of blackish green light with an unpleasant-smelling air instantly spread out in all directions. The followers of the Ghost Valley who saw that immediately moved away to save themselves.

Meanwhile, Jaka Umbaran who also saw the movement of the vice leader of the Ghost Valley immediately, also, bouncy high into the air while stepping on the movement of the blackish green light with his right hand palm that was already bright blue.

Dhhaaaassshhhh blllaammmmmmmmmm blllaammmm blllaaammmmmmmmmmm!!!

Four consecutive powerful explosions were heard back from that place. One powerful explosion was created from the collision of Ajian Brajamusti and Ajian Hell's Ghost Site. Jaka Umbaran immediately slid down following the movement of Mpu Lokeswara.

"You're not a Cretaceous Hill College guy. Who are you really?", asked Mpu Lokeswara while staring intently at Jaka Umbaran.

"Who I am is not important. The most important thing now is that the Valley of Ghosts must be destroyed from the face of this earth" replied Jaka Umbaran immediately.

"Nationaaaaaatttt!!

You really have to be able in this place to pay for all your sins bajingaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnn!!!", said Mpu Lokeswara as he darted rapidly towards Jaka Umbaran while throwing his punch towards the head of the young prince.

A battle of empty-handed silat immediately occurred between them.

Calmly, Jaka Umbaran aka Prince Mapanji Jayabaya immediately fended off Mpu Lokeswara's hand. The vice leader of the Ghost Valley was quick to launch a follow-up attack from the left hand. Jaka Umbaran also took a step back slightly lowered his body and quickly launched a rapid punch in succession towards the stomach of Mpu Lokeswara.

Bhhuuuuugggh..

Oouugghhhhhh..!!!

Mpu Lokeswara gulped stifled while staggering backwards. That was when, Jaka Umbaran immediately twisted his body and threw a hard kick of the right leg towards the chest of this long-bearded old man. Mpu Lokeswara still had time to see it and quickly crossed his hands to the front of his chest until a circular hard kick from Jaka Umbaran stuck in both hands Mpu Lokeswara.

Dhhaaaasshh...

Shhhrrrrrruuuuuuuukkkkkk!!

Mpu Lokeswara receded several spears backwards despite successfully protecting his chest with both elbows. An immediate sense of pain was felt in both hands of the old man a sign that his opponent was not messing around with his swift attack.

'This bastard was apparently not an ordinary young swordsman. Who the hell is he? I mustn't be rash if I don't want to die silly in his hands', Mpu Lokeswara's inner self while shaking both hands to ease the pain.

Immediately he crossed both his hands in front of his chest. The blackish green light is increasingly visible signifies that Mpu Lokeswara exerted all his energy in his Ajian Hell Ghost Site late stage to face Jaka Umbaran.

The crown prince of Kotaraja Daha was aware that his opponent wanted to pit his life against him. Then he won't lose either. The young swordsman's eyes closed shortly before his bead emits a golden yellow glow that he used Ajian Bandung Bondowoso. At the same time, his hand immediately reached to the left side. This hand was like tearing through the air and taking something from inside there. A red-gloved heirloom sword that was once an heirloom that shook the martial world of Jawadwipa Land as the number one heirloom weapon,

The Fire Dragon Sword.