RAKA LINGGAR: DESCENDANTS OF DEMON SLAYERS
CHAPTER 21

The day went as normal as usual. Without feeling the arrival of Thursday wage, which means later tonight is the night of Friday kliwon.

In a room, there was a man in all black clothes, with a tadpole wrapped around his head. The witch doctor held various kinds of offerings in front of him, there are various kinds of flowers, furnaces to burn incense, and some chips in neat rows there.

"this time he couldn't possibly have survived..!!"

Mbah Wongso muttered confidently. It seemed that he was really going to exert all his abilities, for him reputation was everything.

The sun had set completely on the western horizon, and the great Shaman began his ritual. His mouth comatose kamit as the smoke of incense that billowed from the small furnace spread the pungent aroma of the sense of smell.

A cemani chicken is slaughtered using one of its keris, then its blood is accommodated into a copper bowl that has been prepared.

The wind blows cold as it swirls around in the room, creatures invisible creatures allied shamans come to fill the room. They scrambled to eat offerings, chicken blood cemani and some were ripping apart the chicken carcass cemani.

Without the shaman knowing, from a tree a little far from the house, Rimang Crow watched with eyes filled with anger. If the teacher allows, it has been destroyed throughout the house.

Of course Rimang Crow could easily find the shaman's house. He traced the magical trail that 2 banaspati left behind the other day, and his origin was from this house.

"excuse me, teacher, may I destroy them here, this lowly demon is not worthy of you, let me be"

Crow said pleading through his telepathy.

"Not my student, you come here, we have other plans"

The thunder answered with rejection.

Rimang crow was then just gone, a moment later he was perched on top of the Dharmo Mbah house.

"Bring my grandson here, let him know what his destiny will be"

Suryo orders with a clean sliver. It was as if he was not willing that his descendants should obtain a destiny similar to his.

Rimang Crow immediately picked up Raka who was meditating at her training ground.

At almost midnight, the four of them were already on top of the roof of the Dharmo house. While the residents of the house are asleep in their sleep.

Meanwhile, in a fairly large house, a woman pacing back and forth in the middle room. He waited anxiously for news of the shaman's success.

"this time the boy must be dead...!! Just one more step"

The woman muttered with her evil smile.

"my granddaughter, look, the demon is on its way here, they want to harm your best friend"

Suryo said to Raka while pointing up, there seemed dozens of shamanistic devils flying closer to Intan's house.

"Do I also have to fight with those cakes"

Ask Raka innocently. Of course Suryo shook his head in response. He was not ready to face the creature at all.

"you just pay attention to how your teacher destroyed that lowly demonic devil, we're watching from here"

Raka nodded, he looked so enthusiastic that soon he would see an exciting fight between Rimang Crow and the dozens of demons.

When they were very close, the Reimang Crow who was already in a human form immediately shot up to greet them, his entire body appearing to give off a dazzling silver-colored aura.

Dozens of creepy creatures were slaughtered by the merciless Crow Rimang, for him this was a very easy task.

Every punch and kick Rimang Crow always hit the target, screams and moans of death lowly demons modestly sahutan, then they like exploding into a puff of black smoke, they died very easily.

Raka seemed to gawk at the sight of her teacher slaughtering the creatures with movements that were difficult to catch by ordinary eyes.

There was only one other creature whose aura seemed the strongest, buto ijo looked very angry because his friend was easily destroyed by Rimang Crow.

Buto ijo was attacking the Crow with all his strength, buto ijo hand covered with a deep black aura targeting the head of the Crow, the size of the buto ijo is quite large as well as the size of his fist, which is also very large, as big as the head of Rimang Crow.

Kraaaka...!!!

There was a sound like a broken bone.

Rimang crow welcomes buto ijo punch with his fists. Once clashed, the bones of the buto ijo hand bone are crushed into the arm.

The buto ijo groans blared, yet he had not given up, with the rest of his strength he chose the last path.

Kaliaann....!!!

The body of the buto ijo bloated with a black aura that flared up, Rimang Crow also added to its energy, issuing a silver aura that seemed to blaze with cobblestones enveloping the entire body of its opaque like a protective veil.

Booomm.....!!!

Buto Ijo exploded with the cry of his death, his explosive energy was quite fierce, Rimang Crow covered with his aura until pushed several meters back.

Another case with Suryo, Thunder and Raka who from earlier watched from the top of the tile. Suryo only shook his hand as the explosive energy had almost reached their place. The energy of the explosion was just like a gentle breeze for Suryo Buwono.

Mbah Dharmo's house was not affected by the explosion at all, the magical veil that Suryo and Thunder put on was really very strong.

"some day you'll face something like this, son, but remember, by the time it comes, we'll no longer help you, you'll have to do it yourself, I trust you!"

Suryo gave a message to Raka, the incident tonight is not how much, later he must meet more complicated events.

Dhuangar.....!!!

A great energy made the shaman ritual room explode. All the offerings there were mixed scattered everywhere, the bathroom door was even destroyed regardless of the hinges.

"Uhhuuukkkk..I lost....!!"

The thick shaman was thrown into the wall of the room, from his mouth out gulped gulps of thick blood, it could be ascertained that he currently had a very severe internal wound.

Keris with the dominance of black color that from earlier held, in the pull of his warangka. The tip of the keris that is still covered in chicken cemani blood is directed right on his left chest.

arggh....!!!

Only a soft groan escaped from his mouth as both of his hands pressed the tip of the dagger pierced right into his heart. The witch doctor chose to kill himself, according to his great words all this time, if he failed once, then he would kill himself.

The middle-aged woman was still pacing back and forth in her house, her feelings were starting to feel bad.

"does it work, but my feelings are really bad"

Murmuring the woman was full of anxiety, for a moment she looked towards the wall clock, she was already very impatient to immediately go to the shaman's house on rent.

"Ndoro wants me to make you a drink or something..."

The housemaid who had seen his employer was pacing back and forth, offering a drink.

The woman simply waved in response, and the maid nodded politely and retreated to her room in the back.

Morning has arrived.

"grandma's grandfather heard the sound of firecrackers last night, it's noisy, I can't sleep"

Speak Intan after they finish their morning prayers.

"Yes grandma also heard, Lebaran is still far away on firecracker play"

Answer Mbah Marni who thought the sound of last night was the sound of firecrackers.

Intan then went out of the house to sweep the yard, he smelled the smell of charred around his house, the smell of creatures that were destroyed last night by Rimang Crow. But Intan thought that the smell came from firecrackers.

While the restless woman was unable to sleep all night, early in the morning she left the house, she stopped a taxi and drove north.

He arrived in front of an old house that was not managed, but there were many residents crowded there, there were even some officers from the local police.

"Sorry sir, what is it..."

Ask the woman to one of the people.

"ooh that's buk, mbah Wongso found dead in his room, it looks like suicide"

The man replied, and then he just left.

My money......

The woman was like she had taken off all her joints hearing the man's words. He fell down without being able to say another word.