Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
The San Ong
At this moment Shin Shui was already standing on the edge of Kiam Mo Kong the Poisonous Serpent Datuk. But no words came out of his mouth. Or maybe not yet.
His eyes were still cold. Especially face. For some reason, if he finished taking out the Sword of Light, there was always a sense of loneliness in him.
It was as if Shin Shui wasn't being himself.
He feels like someone else. Sometimes he feels that he is a very experienced killer.
It was for that reason that he was unwilling to take out the Light Sword Force every fight. If the condition is not desperate, do not ever expect that the Thunderbolt Swordsman will issue the style.
Shin Shui was unwilling to feel something like this at any moment. Because if too often, he may be stunted or maybe even crazy.
This is the only thing he feels. Not anyone else.
"Old basar bangka doesn't know himself. You think your strength no one can match? Hemm, you seem to have forgotten about the utterance that there is still sky above," Shin Shui said, speaking to himself with the corpse.
Kiam Mo Kong's body still looks intact. Even the blood that came out was not enough. Her clothes are also intact. Not everything is broken.
Sure oes. Because Shin Shui killed him with the Sword of Light.
A sword style that until now has not been matched. No one had ever known how Shin Shui could make such quick movements. For all who saw him there was never any survivor.
Swordsman Halilintar bent his body and began to check all the contents of Kiam Mo Kong's pouch. Everything he has taken.
Be it a resource, and so on. Before leaving, Shin Shui made sure in advance about the whereabouts of the antidote he needed.
After getting the item sought, Pendekar Halilintar took one piece of cloth that was there. On it he wrote two words.
"Halilintar Swordsman"
Only two words were on the cloth. After that, he placed it on top of Kiam Mo Kong's stiffened body to cover up.
The goal is only one.
So that all the people who are on Kiam Mo Kong's side look for him.
Not because he feels great. But because Shin Shui wanted to clear things up.
People say, if you cut a tree, it must get to the roots.
And that's what Pendekar Halilintar did.
The cure is on hand. The loot is already held.
It's time to go back to Mount San-ong.
He immediately shot out from the Black Hill. His body slid like a slit of an arrow that escaped from a bow. In just a moment, Shin Shui had already walked out of the forest.
Without wasting much more time, he immediately flew like a mighty eagle. The cold night air is not an obstacle.
The west wind was bone-chilling. The sound of birds coloring the journey of the Thunderbolt Swordsman. His robe fluttered majestically under the moon that was shining brightly tonight.
In just a few breaths later, Shin Shui was already far away from the Black Hill that had become the place.
The place of death for Kiam Mo Kong.
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Three days have passed again. Shin Shui had already arrived under Mount San-ong. He directly climbed the mountain using the science of lightening the body that had already reached its peak.
San Ong and Ong San.
Inside the cave, Ong San immediately shot out. He felt the presence of others. Especially because they feel a lot of energy.
Upon learning that the energy was coming from his master, the white ape demon immediately hunted him down.
"Young Master, has the antidote been successfully obtained?" ask Ong San.
His voice was still raucous as if he had cried. Even though his face was covered with fur, it still looked a deep sadness.
"Why do you look sad? What the hell's going on?" shin Shui asked no less curiously.
"San Ong's situation is getting worse, sir. From last night until this morning, the poison was continuously torturing him. Even several times he tried to bang his head against the wall of the cave,"
"Then we have to get there fast. The antidote problem, don't worry. I managed to take her," said Shin Shui then immediately headed to the cave because he heard the state of San Ong was getting worse.
Once inside, he finds San Ong is groaning violently to endure the matchless pain caused by the Thousand Poisonous Snake Hand Palm. His body shivered with cold.
Several times he screamed because he could not stand the pain he was suffering.
"San Ong, you calm down. Hold it for a moment, Young Master has obtained the Thousand Snake Poison Removal Powder as the antidote," said Ong San who did not have the heart to see the condition of his brother.
Shin Shui did not remain silent. He immediately made preparations to begin the first step.
"Ong San, you hold San Ong to sit cross-legged. I will channel a little energy in me to reduce the pain" Shin Shui said.
"Your Young Master,"
Ong San Langung did what Shin Shui said. Once everything is ready, the healing process begins.
The warm blue-colored energy slowly began to enter the white ape's stealth body.
San Ong, who had been unable to withstand the pain, now slowly began to look a little calm. His body temperature returned to normal as usual.
Shin Shui closed the path of blood at some important point. After that, he then looked for the scars suffered by San Ong.
When he managed to find it, the Thunderbolt Swordsman immediately sprinkled the Thousand Snake Poison Removal Powder on the injured body part.
The injured body emitted smoke when the Thousand Snake Poison Removal Powder was sprinkled. San Ong screamed again. Several times he screamed. But Ong San kept hold of it so that the healing process did not fail.
A few moments later, the healing process was complete. San Ong fell asleep.
"Let him sleep. Don't be disturbed" Shin Shui told Ong San.
The thunderbolt warrior stepped out. The road is relaxed and calm. He was sitting on a huge black rock earlier when he first came there.
Ong San followed shortly after he sat down.
Both are silent. No one spoke even a single word. Arak was removed from the Ring of Space.
Shin Shui drank the wine greedily. His goal was simply to ease the burden of thoughts he was feeling at this moment.
Others may not know that the Thunderbolt Swordsman is facing a major problem. Because his face did not describe any anxiety at all.
But even if others don't know, Ong San still knows. Ong San is no one else.
"Young Master, what problem are you facing right now?" tanyanya after sipping the wine jar.