SATRIO.
CH 143S

Without looking again, Pandji's father darted into the hexagram where Aswanta led an army of young fighters.

Casualties had fallen and the conditions of the alliance were desperate in a defensive position without being able to again mount a series of counterattacks.

Aswanta's face and his two pale friends gradually turned red, there was relief in them seeing Pandji's father enter into the hexagram.

It is not foreign in the world of patriotism that one person who has qualified power can change the bad situation for the better. One powerful person can reverse the situation that was originally desperate in a defensive position to become an attacker in a short period of time.

The eyes of Pandji's father only glare at his son, praying that there will still be enough time for Pandji who is tired and reaches his limit to withstand the ferocity of Nergal.

It was not that Alaric cared more about others than his son, but that the man saw the priority that lay before his eyes. Aswanta and his team will run out immediately if he does not immediately intervene.

Pandji's father is still convinced that his son will survive some time until Aswanta's forces are in his control, so the man did not wait for the time to draw the trident on the right hand and Mas Gun's keris on the left hand. Two heirlooms that have a dark history in accompanying black psychics.

According to Pandji's father's inner vision, his son has not yet taken all of his abilities out. There is a big thing that is still hidden and Pandji does not dig from him. Maybe not ... or Pandji needs a trigger as the reason.

Not far from the magic hexagram, Mika who was facing Nergal's human army almost ran out of mana in the last moment, the, half of the possessed villagers had already fallen unconscious after being left behind by the demons that controlled their bodies.

Once again Pandji's father did not come down to help Mika, he sensed that something was heading towards Mika. A black shadow with an aura he had once known. No tangent, no clash .. meaning that who comes is still in one faction with the alliance.

The figure of a veiled woman dressed in all black who had come out of nowhere suddenly appeared in front of Mika, took over the fight swiftly and had already slammed one possessed human and made her faint instantly.

"Who are you?" ask Mika to investigate. The alliance had no female fighters, then this veiled woman suddenly came to lend a helping hand as a friend. "How do you know my name?"

"We can get acquainted later when all the mess is over" replied the short veiled woman. He took out an heirloom weapon with a haunted aura that roared as it swung.

"Don't hurt the villagers or Pandji will hunt you down to hell!" Mika took one step back after shouting out the order.

Somehow he immediately believed in the woman, probably because his eyes did not detect the evil and dark aura in the young woman who covered her face with the veil. And again, Mika still did not end up thinking the woman who took over her battle knew her full name.

"I know it, Mikaila!" The veiled woman's answer was almost lost by the sound of energy blasts coming out of her wake.

Mika observed the fight in front of her for a while, before muttering softly and closing her eyes in a cross-legged sitting position to regulate her breathing. "The damage feels familiar, not the same .. but has a resemblance to Gia's Cakrabuana cujang aura."

The veiled woman fought nicely, although it did not cast demons in the bodies of the villagers but was able to weaken it to the point of helplessness. He makes Mika work lighter later when removing the demons from the body of his host.

The fighting was still fierce at a quarter of the night before morning. Pandji is also still persistent against Nergal with the rest of his strength.

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