SATRIO.
CH 136S

The sound of thunder shook the sky, breaking the silence of the previous night was gripping. Shattering guts due to its bright light like a stream of red lava split the sky.

It is a beautiful sight that is impossible to find every day.

Subsequently, a huge lightning bolt broke into hundreds of tiny lights, and a thunderstorm struck the earth right at a location filled with demonic forces.

An angry roar and screams of pain filled the silence, howling after howling enlivened the atmosphere of war. Black ash scattered and disappeared in the void amid the troops who began to lacerate due to the unexpected shock of falling between their readiness.

BLARS!!!

The night was bright in an instant. One blue lightning descended at a speed that the eyes could not follow, then struck the head of one of the commanders of Nergal's forces. Turn it into smoke which then merges with the night.

"Fuckin' boy …." The sound of teeth grinding from Mas Gun's mouth rang out loudly, cussing at the youngster who was still focused on cultivating the magic mana in his body.

BLARS!!!

"Your Majesty Nergal?!" strangling one of the army commanders who did not survive after being struck by Pandji's blue lightning.

The two Nergal commanders were crushed into dust before his eyes which were staring coldly outwards. There was no reaction from the demon prince who was inside the body of Mas Gun's son.

Nergal's mouth was still tightly locked even though the remaining commander of the troops simultaneously asked for cues to start hunting.

No one could be sure how long had passed in a state of horror as thunderstorms rained down on their troops, until finally Nergal who was residing in Dirga's body let out a slow sigh.

"Prepare the entire army now, we will attack them with full force!" Nergal said softly after his eyes finished observing the amount of mana Pandji magic left after throwing away its power to create a miracle.

Nergal had already bet a lot by letting his army die before fighting back. However, the choice of Nergal with a number of calculations. He deliberately drained Pandji's mana magic to make it easier when facing it.

After all the rest of his army was still far more to finish off the humans gathered behind the figure of the young man who had already unsheathed his two black swords.

Mika's expression standing beside Pandji worsened as she watched Nergal's human army begin to move. Mika's confidence in the strength of the alliance did little to calm her heart.

In fact, it is difficult to stay calm when looking at the number of demon troops led by Nergal, even the magicians who are old and experienced in the knight were nervous.

"I think you need some relaxation, Mika! You think too much negatively." Pandji who was still standing beside Mika laughed softly, he might be the only person who could still laugh in such a situation.

"I wonder what percent of the chances are we can make things more soothing to my heart. Not that I'm scared, but talking about the odds of winning might make things better."

" … " The problem is Mika is not sure that the alliance led by Pandji's father can do that.

Pandji's words now start to give him a headache, he regrets why he had to discuss a possibility that felt impossible.

"Nothing is impossible, Mika! Take care ... be aware of as many demon-possessed villagers as possible, I will face Nergal and restrain as many high-strength demons as possible!"

If the alliance stays to fight according to the arrangement, the hope of winning remains even though it is thin. Pandji's father and several patriarchs were willing to take care of the seven psychics who were behind Nergal. While the rest became the duty of Aswanta and all the troops who joined the alliance.

Mana magic Pandji was bubbling around him, mixed with mana darkness that filled the air in front of him.

One figure Pandji was looking for shot out with a sword drawn at him. Leading the army that came like a black shadow in the depths of the night.

TRANGS!!! TRANGS!!!

Nergal swung the sword among his fiercely storming army. And the sound of metal clanging aloud enlivened the night. The war has raged fiercely, the two camps preying on each other and trying to take down opponents as fast as they can.

Pandji not only faces Nergal, but also his three commanders who simultaneously draw weapons on him.

KLANG!!!

The fight will not be easy for Pandji, but the heirloom of the mediator in Pandji's grasp is like giving a promise that Damar Asih is able to end four demons who are aggressively attacking.

Damar Jati and his wife lit up with the most haunted aura among all the heirlooms worn by the knights.

Mika who observes Pandji's situation also feels frustrated, she is being preoccupied by the villagers who must be awakened immediately. His heart prays sincerely for Pandji to have good luck, because if it ends badly.

It is difficult to describe Mika's feelings when seeing Pandji facing Nergal and the other three demons. His two hands itch to help the young man who must be protected with his life, but the villagers are the priority Pandji ordered to take care of.

Being in a big dilemma, Mika accelerates her two-dagger swing and takes all available opportunities to erode the time facing Nergal's human army.

Mika only wants to be between Pandji and Nergal. Fight together until fate speaks to him.

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