SATRIO.
CH 146S

After exchanging attacks again for some time, Nergal finally took a safe distance to avoid the deadly slash of Damar Jati.

Nergal was increasingly difficult to cover up the shock of seeing the dangerous situation before him. The Damar Jati that he was familiar with was not as strong as the one in front of him.

The container used by Damar is the cause. Like the right heirloom is in its warangkanya.

"Squeals! I can't possibly forget you, Damar! The damage you caused in the demon world makes your name legendary as a rebel who must be hunted down and finished off!" Nergal vented his anger with an empty-handed attack, trying to reach the neck of Damar Jati who was residing in Pandji's body.

"It doesn't have to be that angry Nergal, you don't have to remind me of the past. I've forgotten it! Our business is with this kid now, you already know that this kid is special, right? I'm here only to help bring out his original strength for a balanced fight" Damar Jati continued with a thin smile typical of Pandji.

“Good! Now you're even good at making excuses, but it doesn't matter .. once paddled two islands I get! Kill you and take the body you occupy!"

"His physical strength is still not at its maximum, Nergal! You need to be more patient if you want to use this body for the crown prince, you have to wait for the bone density to be perfectly formed!"

"Fuck your babble, Damar!"

TRANGS!!! TRANGS!!! TRANGS!!!

Shockwaves and loud air again flew the sand around the fight.

"By the way, what makes you think you chose to help her instead of helping me, Damar? We are from the same darkness!” Nergal lowered his voice and dropped a bit of his pride to ask.

“I can't let you take over her body, that's all! I need this young man for the sake of which you don't need to know the reason! For else, I was also a human being, Nergal! It is incumbent to help others!” Damar Jati replied in a monotone tone.

Nergal let out an annoyed laugh as he clasped his hands together as he grasped his sword, "Holy empty tooth! You can't change anything, Damar! Forever you remain a creature of darkness despite clinging to a virtuous human who promises freedom to the old rotting heirloom maker down there!"

"Is there anything else you want to say?" asked Damar Jati indifferently.

"You have been confirmed as the son of the devil by a blood covenant, darkness will remain with you forever .. And the last thing I remember about you is, you are not a human, but a demon of the human class!"

Damar Jati grinned bitterly, "I promise you will have a painful death for torturing him, Nergal! As for this black power, about the half-demon half-human, I have absolutely no regrets about it .. For sure, the original owner of this body needs help, he called out and raised my dark side!"

"We were brothers, Damar!"

"You tried to kill your brother in the past, Nergal!" suhut Damar Jati relax.

"I don't fuck the devil, Nergal! I still liked the beautiful women of the human race back then!"

"Liar! I didn't expect you to choose to be a servant rather than a ruler, Damar!" Deftly, Nergal took the initiative to go back to attack, eroding the distance in a short time until the two exchanged a few more moves.

"It's none of your business at all, Prince Nergal!" Damar Jati served Nergal's attack with a draw. His memory of Father Guru who could subdue himself and his wife as cursed heirlooms, made him promise to serve the Ganendra breed until the birth of a child in divination.

Nergal showered Damar Jati with a greenish-colored magic ball filled with poison that could weaken the nerves while occasionally grumbling, "If only I were allowed to kill this unlucky child would I definitely use red poison magic!"

Every time one magic ball exploded and caused a dense green smoke, Damar jumped back and struck the sword until the airwaves broke the mountain of poison chasing him. “I'm surprised you're still careful and don't want to hurt this kid's body, Nergal!"

Nergal leapt into the air and developed both of his wide wings, darting rapidly into space and disappearing with the night.

“Old metrics?” gumam Damar Jati. His head looked up, his demonic eyes were observing the night sky which instantly became as dark as it would rain.

Before long, a black shadow with a fierce power swooped right above Damar Jati stood up, and the dense green streak of light that shot out from Nergal's sword became the spearhead of the deadly attack.

Damar Jati raised his sword and clashed with Nergal, his sturdy footed, slipping into the ground while holding back the power of the immortal being that was about to crush him.

THE DUAR!!!

The huge explosion caused a gaping hole in the ground with Damar Jati as the central point. The heirloom spirit grinned as it wiped the blood dripping from the corner of Pandji's lips, insulting Nergal who was sprawled several meters in front of him. "You are so disappointing, Nergal! Your abilities don't increase after a few centuries!"

Nergal took a heavy breath and stood up for a while, re-developed his wings and flew around the Damar Jati while launching a combination attack between the claws and the sword. Every now and then Nergal throws a green colored magic ball .. and finally a red poison ball in search of luck.

"Death with the red magic poison, Damar!"

Black liquid seeped from Nergal's muzzle due to internal injuries, although it was not ignored but affected Nergal in making a decision, he should not be turned into ash by Damar Jati.

Nergal had to kill Pandji before dawn, so highly poisonous red and black magic balls were thrown at Damar Jati at full speed and power.

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