SATRIO.
CH 150S

Pandji had not opened his eyes after 48 hours lying on the stone bed of the healing room. His body was breathing regularly like he was sleeping, but there was not the slightest awareness visible there.

The mother gulped down rough saliva, what her son experienced could be exactly the same as what happened to her husband when he was young. But worry still gnawed at his heart. Silently, the noblewoman was struggling, looking for a way to catch up to where her son was traveling.

Meanwhile, Pandji's spiritual journey to another realm with the Father Guru brings new strength to his spirit. It's just that his body is still too young to make the old science of his ancestors who passed on to him can blend perfectly.

The first time Pandji heard the legend of his magic heirloom was from a short conversation with his father. He told me a little about the heirloom that had accompanied him when he was young. Pandji's father hands the heirloom of the bride into his hands with a message to help Damar Jati complete her mission.

All began to be enlightened now, when Pandji again sat in the bale-bale in front of the frog pond with Father Guru in the yellow atmosphere of dusk. The atmosphere that Pandji dislikes the most because there is no change of time. Dusk truly feels eternal in the place of Pandji now.

"Seven magic heirlooms are legends that made bloodshed centuries ago, all fighting and willing to die for the sake of fighting over the heirloom." Father Guru shows an heirloom parchment by the newly known Empu Pandji named Sapta Jati. The nickname refers to the seven centers, all of which are named behind Jati.

"Is it so great the power of these magic treasures, Father?"

"You've already held one of them, the other also has an aura of death and magical power that is almost the same as Damar Jati."

"And all is black magic?" ask Pandji skeptically.

"Mpu Sapta always hunts spiritual animals to fill his navel from the black forest of the darkness realm, therefore all his navels have dark and bloodthirsty nature!"

Pandji nodded in agreement, confirming what happened to him after awakening the dark power of Damar Jati some time ago. "But Damar Jati is not completely black, even its power only appears when it is raised intentionally, Father!"

"Right, it's because Damar was once a human. Unlike the other magical heirlooms that purely contain spiritual animals from the demon world. But don't worry, all the heirlooms depend on how you own them. They're just servants, and they'll only rust iron if we don't want to."

"Didn't the heirloom choose Mister?"

"Some yes, some not! Many were forced to serve after being subjugated." Father Master stared intently at the sleepy young man sitting lazily in front of him.

Father Master laughed, "He was just apes for meeting me accidentally! But Damar likes you, he feels he found himself in his youth while accompanying you. He already canceled the agreement with me yesterday, he might accompany the Ganendra breed for the rest of his life."

"Hem .. if the father of all magic heirlooms looks to me, wouldn't I be a hunting agent, Father?"

"You were also hunted for another reason!" suhut Romo Guru fast.

"Born at the wrong time!" Pandji was disappointed. If only he could choose, he wanted to be born on the same day as his father, a day he said was full of good luck. Especially those dealing with women.

"Many believe that for those who are able to collect all the magic heirlooms, will become the ruler of the world. But according to the records of Mpu Sapta, the heirloom will actually bring great destruction and catastrophe in the human world. You already know that these heirlooms are the key to unlocking another world that should never have been discovered!"

Pandji scratched his head, remembering how many people knew that his twin sword was one of the most hunted magic heirlooms of the knights so far, he said, and the incident he was possessed by his sword spirit in the fight against Nergal and his troops must be the hottest gossip in all Yogya knights.

It is not a matter of Pandji getting more famous and kesatrian his flood of fans, but his safety becomes more threatened. Although Pandji is undeniable that his money coffers are increasing, but Pandji is increasingly convinced that soon there will be many crazy people who challenge him to fight for the heirloom of the bride from him.

Father Guru chuckles at reading Pandji's complicated thoughts. "What I've passed on to you might be a little bit of help to protect yourself in particular and save the lives of others in the future. But then again, one's destiny has been written since the time of Azali."

"Azali's time" said Pandji, bearing the words of his ancestors. "Thank you, Father! But …."

"I'll take you home, your mother can cry if you don't wake up. I doubt he won't forgive 21 if anything happens to you. You have left your body too long! You can come back sometime!"

Pandji had not answered when his body was carried flying at an undue speed, crossing through dimensions to return to where his body was.

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