SATRIO.
CH 148S

Pandji ended the meditation after feeling his whole body in the best condition. Like a gadget being reset to a factory suit, Pandji's situation is also back as it was before the fight. Tired is gone, as well as bad thoughts and excessive worry that was originally entrenched in his head.

"Have you woken up, is that good?" Father Master asked from another direction, no longer lying in the same bale-bale as Pandji. But sit on a rocking chair near the house. I don't know since when Pandji doesn't know either.

Nodding his polite head, Pandji got off the bale-bale and walked towards Father Master who was reading a parchment. "What is it, Father?"

"Read history!" Father Master muttered to himself as he rubbed some symbols that were almost invisible because of the shabby ancient parchment.

Pandji was still patiently waiting until some time with more complaints in his heart, he felt that he had left his body too long in the power of an heirloom spirit that suddenly turned into half a demon. Pandji started to worry about his body.

Even so, Pandji still did not dare to interrupt the activities of his famous haughty ancestors by asking something. Pandji only deliberately yawned a few times although not sleepy to attract the attention of Father Guru who was solemnly reading.

The young man who was pacing back and forth because Father Master still had not reacted with his behavior began to commit kamit grumbling when he saw the other direction, to the endless road covered in twilight fog. Pandji was thinking of a way home that should be taken alone if his ancestors were not willing to deliver.

"Are you studying curse magic, Cah good?" Father Master raised his head and rolled up the parchment, indicating that the reading was over.

"Curse? What does Romo mean?" tanya Pandji observed the face in front of her with a full-fledged look.

"You're saying we're not clear, are you casting a spell to curse your great-grandfather?" Father Guru put on a witty face when he saw Pandji who was skeptical.

"Of course I don't dare, I just feel bored here .. No timepiece, television, cell phone or anything, feels so old-fashioned, too lonely!" Pandji spoke politely, glancing towards the crowded frog pond, where the sound source was similar to religious chants for true spiritualists.

“You need a break, this is the best and harmless place for your soul, Cah good! Are you feeling well now?"

"When you cast a blood sword magic spell, that's exactly what happens. Asih's twin brothers deliberately created the magic to awaken the dark and hidden power of Damar Jati. That power can't rise on a body that isn't chosen, Cah good! An ordinary body would instantly explode upon receiving the demonic power of Damar!"

"Does that mean I've lost my body? Damar Jati will occupy my body forever?" Pandji broke out in cold sweat imagining he had to live in a quiet place with this ancestor of his.

I am not even married, just once holding the hands of women in the world, I have not written a will about the inheritance of the wealth of great-grandfather to Raksa and Gia .. Should I be here and become a saint? At least I was given a chance to say goodbye to my family and Ratna too, right?

Father Guru chuckled at Pandji's thoughts everywhere. "There's a time limit for Damar Jati while it's in your body. When you go back into your body and tell him to leave, he'll go back into the heirloom. He can only rule your body forever if you cast a soul-transfer magic."

"Oh, thank goodness that's it!" Pandji put on a relieved face. "But why did the Asih twin magician create blood sword magic, Father Master?

“You can maximize your strength by combining your energy with Damar's, the fight with the demons down there you can immediately overcome after this! The reason was created blood sword magic ... because it took an enormous amount of power to enter the lower dimension where her father was held!” Father Guru explained the journey that Pandji might go through with Damar Jati if he wanted to free the master.

"Then what if we get lost in the dark underworld and can't go back to the human world, Father?" tanya Pandji.

Father Master throws ancient parchment at Pandji. "Study that map when the ancient magic book opens again!"

Ancestor Pandji ended his sentence and moved as fast as the wind grabbed Pandji's body that was not ready to make his way home. Although not once that Pandji was taken flying his great-grandfather, but that does not mean Pandji is used to it. His ears remained ringing like the entry of water and his consciousness was almost lost due to the magnitude of the dimensional displacement pressure.

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