SATRIO.
CH 70

Gentala's loud roar was too short, he too late realized that Pandji had already separated his head from his body.

Pandji caught his red sword, mercilessly cutting the gentala's body into pieces and leaving it as it decomposed into black fog and disappeared.

With his two swords Pandji ran towards the crowd of supernatural beings who were besieging Mika so as not to get close to the hexagram.

One slash dropped one victim, with Pandji's remaining power trying to fight cautiously. They are indeed low-class creatures, but in large numbers they are also a threat.

"Megotn …!" pandji shouted as his sword slashed at the fourth maroz without pause.

"Godlike …!" pandji is crazy. Seven monsters that have become ashes make Pandji blindly collect and urge them to approach his hexagram.

The twin swords of different elements in Pandji's hands finish off the rest of the herd in a different way, the charred smell of the red sword that burns the enemy. While the stench came from the black liquid that froze and broke due to the coldness of the blue sword.

The bluish-green-lit hexagram slowly extinguished after melting away some of the maroz that went into the circle.

"Good work, Damar-Asih!" puji Pandji pulled both his swords into the air as the fight was over. Returns the heirloom to its occult storage.

Pandji's breath was hunting and his body was exhausted, sweat soaked his clothes. Pandji looks tired with messy hair.

Damn to Mika, Pandji looks very handsome and manly. The beautiful girl who was no less chaotic her appearance approached and hugged Pandji briefly, "You're hurt?"

Pandji shook his head lightly, staring at the open wound on Mika's shoulder and arm. "Let's go home now! Let your mother clean your wounds!"

"It's not felt, Pandji!" lirih Mika looked at her wound that kept bleeding. Try not to complain or complain about the pain.

"Nonsense!" suhut Pandji indifferently, he lifted Mika's body which was drooping due to the loss of a lot of blood.

Mika gave a smile before her consciousness thinned and disappeared, she was indeed not well and should have rested.

Be stubborn! That's why I plan on putting women inside the harem of caputren .. bringing them in a fight is really troublesome!

Pandji looked up, watching the dim moon whose light extended to the horizon.

Something very dense is out there, maybe in space or somewhere invisible to the eye.

There was no more intense darkness Pandji had ever felt in his lifetime than had just been felt.

Demonstrating enormous black power, whether it was from just one being or from a herd that was crossing a portal into the human dimension.

The process of the emergence of various strange creatures into the real world has begun. Maybe a few more days is the peak night of migration.

The Leader must have determined when all his troops would cross, then continued with the massive transfer of the entire demon clan to the human world.

The night was gripping for those who could feel it, for Pandji and for his family.

The great threat is in plain sight, be it ugly creatures in their original form or who have possessed in human form.

Pandji snorted, his young soul hard to accept the situation. It was like an injustice had swept through him. His mind is full of questions why should he be born and bear the heavy burden of all Yogya citizens?

The young man began to imagine the transfer of his soul. If until the seventeen-year-old body becomes his possession is taken over. Pandji will be born as a new person in the real world.

Wouldn't I be the Leader and have the title of the most handsome devil?

Pandji grins silly while fantasizing if he becomes the Demon King ….

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