RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 148 END OF RUN

EPS 148 END OF RUN

Pranaja's body shot rapidly from the bottom of the abyss. Like a meteorite gliding through the darkness of the night, the tip of his sword seemed to be emitting rays. The target is of course the Blade Muller body incarnate stealth creature possessed by the spirit of the Dragon demon lord of the Kecipir forest, Nyai Nagabadra. Both of his hands were flicked, while shouting out Tirtanala's freezing power as well as crushing.

Suddenly the wind felt soft. The cold weather was blowing all over Megapolitan. It penetrates into the pores of the skin and is absorbed by capillaries in the blood tissue. Freeze the blood grains and stop their flow. Even the cold continued to stab up into the bone marrow.

The people who were around Megapolitan could not move. Their bodies froze, shrouded in the cold from head to toe. It feels painful and painful. Everyone felt that his death was coming soon. However, in the midst of an atmosphere that almost took their lives, suddenly a lump of hot fire shot towards the body of Pranaja.

‘Wuss!’

Quickly, the young man retreated dodging. The fireball continued to slide into the wall of the building, causing a great fire. But the heat effect is able to disperse the cold that freezes the bodies of others. Apparently Nyai Nagabadra managed to free himself from the shackles of the Tirtanala cold, by removing heat from his body.

:”Hm, apparently someone wants to play around with me,” said the Demon Blade.

From his mouth he threw very hot fireballs, attacking Pranaja. But the young man kept avoiding. He knew who had the power of such a fireball. With a single jolt, his body floated towards the field. The attacks of fireballs continued to come after following the rain on his body. But no one could touch the body of that cute-faced young man.

As soon as his foot stepped on the ground, he flicked both of his sleeves. The coldness spread deadly balls of fire that surrounded him.

“Wus!”

“Why should hide the Dragon demon! Show yourself and fight me!” exclaim Pranaja with jumawa.

His voice was flat and his face looked so calm. The spirit of Nyai Nagabadra who was still inside Blade's body did not budge. The monstrous creature even smiled cynically as if it did not consider Pranaja.

“Basic brat! Who do you dare to order me?”

Pranaja raised one of his eyebrows, his smile was so irritating.

“You can fool everyone with your form. But not with me,”.

Without a word, the Blade sluman again attacked Pranaja blindly. The fireballs that came out of his mouth seemed to confine the young man's defense

‘Heya! Heya! Ahhh!'

Calmly the young swordsman of the Somawangi breed returned to flick his two sleeves. A cold chill suddenly froze the place. The clump was covered in ice dew, the fireballs instantly extinguished, even Blade's stealth mouth was like choking. When the incarnate creature was not aware of what happened, Pranaja was already in front of him.

“Sok showing! I can even turn off your fire source Dragon Demon!”

Blocked the Dragon's neck with his right hand. Blade felt the veins on his neck become stiff and frozen. And can barely breathe.

“A..what will you do young man?” he said with a stifled voice.

Pranaja smiled coldly.

“No sorry dragon demon. You're the cause of all this chaos. All because of your actions that have disturbed the peace of Megapolitan”

“You mistakenly thought young man. I am also a victim of my own husband. The behavior of the bejadnya to the Rose of Jalatunda became the beginning of this disaster. I said honestly.”

Pranaja let go of his grip. Blade's stealth body instantly fell to the ground. Dropping heavy dust and smoke in the air.

“Bum!”

The demon grinned in pain. His body rolled here and there. Both of his hands held his neck, channeling the power of fire, which froze to keep it warm again. After recovering, he sat down in front of Pranaja.

“Get out the Dragon demon. You've killed too many humans. Now is the time I will perfect your death,” said Pranaja in a threatening tone.

A ray of light shot out from the mercenary commander's body. At first in moves swirling around Blade's body, as if reluctant to release him. But as soon as Pranaja closed his eyes, the light seemed to be spinning faster. Like a restless soul, moving in no direction. While still hovering in the air, suddenly Pranaja opened his eyes.

“Grace of the Eye of the Gods!”

A streak of light blue light shot out from Pranaja's eyes, like devouring light swirling over Blade's body.

Claps!

Then it vanished without a soul.

“Haah!”

Pranaja stood gallantly while shouting a triumphant tone over Blade's helpless body. Then he crouched down, his right hand touching the back of Blade's head. Ducting the soothing power of Tirtanala as well as healing. Repairing damaged cells and tissues, until all the wounds Blade suffered healed completely. Including the bones that crumpled back intact as before.

Several security guards approached Blade's body. They handcuffed Blade's hand before the mighty man regained his senses from his stupor. Ending the runaway fugitives of the British royal government. Witnessed the look of disbelief from a pair of beautiful ping pong ball eyes owned by Lucra Venzi.

***

The slap! The slap! The slap!

Dozens of lights coming from the floodlights suddenly illuminated the Megapolitan sky. A platoon of Kostrad troops from the ministry of defense, suddenly arrived and surrounded the tenpat. Equipped with heavy weaponry, armored vehicles, and barracuda contained an elite force of three matras. They don't want to consider the Blade Muller's ability crumb.

Pranaja gasped in shock as their commander emerged from the middle of the ranks. The colonel-ranked middle officer came forward to greet Lucra and Pranaja. The middle-aged man walked swiftly in uniform complete with various kinds of attributes. So brave and so powerful.

“Pak Darsono?” batin Pranaja's.

To his knowledge, Mr. Darsono is the head of security at Megapolitan City. Retired Army Colonel who devoted his knowledge to maintaining the security of megaprojects belonging to the tycoon Subrata. And Pranaja understood, Subrata always recruited the best professionals he would pay a lot to work in his company.

“Crop!” Darsono.

“313216,” says Pranaja.

Whats! So all this time the M16 liaison with him is Mr Darsono? Pantes he never misses information. The contact is the person who controls the location.

“Ready! Honor Grak!”

Pranaja stood with a perfect attitude, followed by Lucra behind him. They gave a respectful greeting to the M16 liaison who had truly shocked their hearts.

Thank You, Sir!