Sahir Mirah Bengis Hatma System
13

The matter of laziness is often attached to the self of teenagers, not with exception. They busied themselves by sliding the phone screen, while smiling to give a smile on the phone screen that should be dead objects. Although there are some wearing it for essential purposes.

The majority of mobile users use it for fun, thought a teenager who was smoking by the side of the road. His eyes are attached to a group of superior school children, unlike the self who studied in a dilapidated place.

"Why are they on fun? Even though I have trouble making school.even wasted.." Inner.

From day to night, the boys work part-time for the sake of his school fees and come home late at night with a box of martabak in hand. Although only residual, Reza kept it on the table and devoured the snack, without complaining.

"Tell it!" Someone called her nickname and said, "elu've come home?"

"Mr, what!" Reza finds her mother with her hands covered in blood.

"Hahaha. mother scratches the knife," said her mother with a wry smile. "Your father came back this morning and put on a new uniform for you." he added.

"Udahlah mak, do not imitate the way I speak." complained Reza while covering both eyes. He took out the wound plaster from the drawer while sighing.

After glueing the plaster over the wound on her mother's fingers, Reza went into the room and closed the door. Her eyes drifted to the wall, the new high school uniform from her father, seeing that outfit she had a small smile showing a happy little.

Reza tried on clothes from her father. After trying it was a bit too big, creating a breath out of his mouth. He did not care and just ignored it, with the thought later also his body will become grown more than now.

"Geezaa!!"

Reza, who was enjoying the excitement, was suddenly shocked, hearing her mother's screams calling her name. Hurry Reza out of the room. He went to his mother's room, found the woman who had given birth to him sitting in a state of sobbing crying.

"Your father's coming home tomorrow. Yes!"

"..."

"She's finally home. My mom is kang-"

"I thought there was something ... Ah, Reza wants to sleep already." he said adjust his mother's words.

The mother pouted to find her son's flat reaction. He returned to his room, after closing the door forgetting his mother, Reza was just as happy as the man who got his wish. This teenager falls into sweet bliss, or perhaps will exchange taste into sour or bitter.

***

"I'll kill you!"

The Alpa avoids a burst of fire that melts the surrounding objects. Hatma was also affected, even though she was wearing a battle robe, the heat of the fire did not wound. Even though the pain was holding him back, Hatma reluctantly raised his sword and threw his weapon into the high sky.

[Skill: Pawana Fasten 10x]

A strong wind that was ten times bigger than before ravaged the entire goods in the warehouse. Not knowing the meaning of his sister's actions, Alpa tried to call his henchmen, even though he seemed reluctant to call Rablis.

"Sister. Your sister came" he said, giving a small thin smile.

[English: Hardness]

Hatma used high speed, making Alpa surprised and evasive. But a motor that was again hovering crashed into him in the air. Alpa also knew the reason for his sister's actions, he was getting more adept at using magic and controlling Pawana fast every time he moved.

Alpa holding a whip. He whipped the floor while shouting words. However, no sound came out of his mouth and his attitude just now was not only empty. Except for one Golem or a bunch of stones that formed the stature of a giant human with blue crystals on its chest.

"Reza?"

"Gue will fight your brother," he said coldly.

"Why? Though you looked very hard to beat Alpa."

"The stone man will not be able to resist fire."

Alpa had called three Golems here. While Hatma was thinking, Reza lunged in at enemy range and managed to dodge a series of attacks. Whether it was a stone throw or a blow, all the Golem raids were in vain.

Hatma turned her gaze to the sword blade. He sighed and put his sword back on the sheath, as still he now put rivets on both hands and waited for Reza to face the alpa.

[Chant: Absolute Defense 10x]

[Gantur: Netra Eagle]

[English: Hardness]

[Jantur: Sangkala Laun]

Powerful charms can make users move nimbly, even depending on who the user is, this jantur can see the next attack from the opponent, as if predicting the enemy's attack move. While Sangkala Laun is able to give the wearer tremendous pain, if it fails.

Because when Sangkala Laun is activated, the user has little authority so that the power to time. So that if the user fails to use it, the user will feel his body like being squeezed.

"Phew. Hatma can use this jantur well," her mind releases relief.

Although time slowed down a bit, for Alpa who can feel it is not special, but harms himself as the enemy of the user. Making the look on his face upset, with a frown painting the annoyance of his heart.

"Hatma. my sister, brother, remind me something before our master takes over.."

"What do you mean?"

"The gemstone that is the source of our strength, Mirah the Destroyer and the Bengal. It is the form of..."

[Skill: Bolide]

While Alpa had not yet finished his words, he fell asleep in sleep while his body moved on its own as soon as Hatma threw Bolide at him. He dodged the attack smoothly, even if the onslaught of fireballs whipped quickly, Alpa was able to fend off and dodge.

"Failing to do so, you humans took the lives of all the people who denied the earthly land as the creator's asthma.."

"What does he say, what is a spell?"

"Hurry up you will look back when you are still protected. Stop by this land tribe!"

Suddenly, Hatma was pushed by the wind that suddenly came out of nowhere, one thing is certain Hatma knew this was a bad sign. He turned to Reza, Reza who had already eliminated all the Rablis in the place gasping for exhaustion.

Time to go back to see Alpa, his brother. He was kneeling before a black creature with a dot of blackish-red light. The smoke coming out from all over his body, made Hatma's breath irregular and his mind increasingly chaotic.

[Warning. The waiting poets are targeting you!]

[Request to run as soon as possible!]

Hatma cannot do the command. He felt that if one step of his legs swung, the creature would attack him immediately. As Hatma thought the creature was extending its hand, drawing every drop of blood from the Rablis from the previous extermination of Reza.

Not just blood. The fire that burned half of Reza's body was absorbed, the reflex saw that Hatma shot and hit Reza slammed far away to hit the wall of the warehouse. Not only that, Hatma reached out and bit her lips without her own will, she used a skill.

[Skill: Pawana Fasten 3x]

Immediately the wind from Hatma threw Reza away from the warehouse, making a hole the size of a human body on the wall.

"Buck!"

Hatma glanced to the side. The creature is now acting to hit, the Hatma cept to draw the sword and slash. Although the movement is very fast, the creature can avoid the full swing of the power of Hatma, making Hatma surprised to find he overcame his attack.

This black creature also attacked back. One blow landed on Hatma's face, Hatma also bounced far and rolled until he hit a truck. His eyelids opened and he saw the shed destroyed by the blow, as well as his face that was almost crushed.