SAVIOR
Siguntang Ruler

"You want the Book of Hikam? I won't let it in your dreams though!" Finished saying so Asrul went forward to attack the fighters with his moves.

Thanks to his great inner strength, Asrul has the science of lightening a tall body making his movements so nimble and agile. Within a few breaths of time, he had arrived among the fighters and managed to release some blows.

It all happened so fast, two high-level fighters had been killed by Asrul's punch.

They made Asrul fall. It was just that the energy within Asrul made them bounce so easily.

The energy in Asrul is not greater than them, but thanks to the content of the Book of Hikam that has been fused in the body of Asrul so great strength that it can thicken all those who attack it.

The fighters no longer stayed silent, they attacked at almost the same time. A fierce battle ensued between Asrul and dozens of tough fighters. In the face of so many enemies, Asrul was not the least bit daunted to even be able to fight while smiling widely no matter his body started to be covered in wounds.

The fight did not last long, about fifteen minutes passed before the fighters moved back away from Asrul and looked at him while feeling fear.

Asrul's condition was so bad, he lost his left arm, his entire body was covered in wounds but he was still able to stand up after losing so much blood. His breathing was heavy, but he still seemed to be able to kill a few more people to die with him.

Suddenly, a young man said out loud. "My teacher once said to be careful of parents in the martial world, because later it will not feel old ... Today my eyes are completely open." Said the young man while amazed.

Asrul and the remaining fighters looked to the source of the voice and found a young man who looked to be in his 20s. They all immediately recognized him as the most talented young fighter in this generation who came from one of the greatest paraphernalia today. The young man's name was Wildan.

Wildan looked around him who was now filled with the bodies of high-level fighters, he believed that his ability was difficult to do what Asrul did.

"Don't get me wrong, I came here because I heard the Sovereign of Siguntang come here, isn't it a rare opportunity to see the Sovereign of Siguntang?" ask Wildan with a big smile.

The look on the faces of the fighters including Asrul immediately changed, almost simultaneously with the completion of Wildan's talk, the atmosphere suddenly quiet, the air around them all felt colder.

Asrul looked in one direction and saw a girl approaching quickly from a distance, at first glance the girl was like floating in the air but Asrul knew it was a technique that could be done by someone who had such a high inner power. As far as Asrul is concerned, people who are able to do so throughout the martial world can be counted on the fingers.

When the girl finally landed before everyone, they could see the girl's face clearly. All were amazed but no one dared to look at him for too long other than Wildan who was the most talented young fighter.

"The "beauty of the Lord of Siguntang is in keeping with the legend. Today my eyes are open." Wildan laughed and was full of arrogance.

The girl who had the heavenly beauty put on a cold face and said nothing, other than suddenly raising her hand.

Asrul let out a small laugh, that young man was probably the most talented of his generation even able to learn the high-level silat science of his parish. The problem is that this girl who looks 30 years old is actually the same age as Asrul.

Siti Adawiyah, the Lord of Siguntang is also the only martial official from the Chaos Era who is still alive today. Not only did Siti Adawiyah master one of the Three Books Without a Appeal, but she also had one of the Seven World Rulers.

"In three breaths, the one who is still here will stay here forever.." Siti Adawiyah said quietly, but everyone could hear her.

No need to take three breaths, not yet finished Siti Adawiyah said more than half of the remaining fighters immediately left the hill. Asrul laughed again when only he and Siti Adawiyah remained..

"Mrs..."

"I'm not married." Siti Adawiyah cut off Asrul.

"Ehem... Missy..." Asrul choked on his own saliva when Siti Adawiyah cut off his words for something that he thought was trivial, "Miss Siti Adawiyah, I do not know the reason for your presence here but if you want is the Book of Al Hikam, you're late."

Siti Adawiyah shook her head softly, "I just want to help the person my grandfather meant before he died, but it seems like I'm late..."

Asrul raised his eyebrows, not expecting Siti Adawiyah to come to help him but Siti Adawiyah was right, she was too late. If not for the power in his possession, Asrul would have long since died even his gaze began to blur.

"Miss Adawiyah ... Thank you for your good intentions. If there's a next life, I'll retaliate..." Asrul could not finish his words before vomiting blood, his inner strength could not hold his wound for much longer.

All Asrul could do was smile as wide as he could to Siti Adawiyah, before exhaling her last breath. Siti Adawiyah's eyes widened slightly when she realized Asrul was soon dead.

Siti Adawiyah recalled her Grandfather's words that she had almost forgotten, "Siti Adawiyah, pick up the grandfather's disciple on the date that grandfather had written in this letter. He is Asrul, his death will pick him up on the hill of Siguntang. Before he dies, you must lead him to see grandfather."

Indeed, before Mbah Jena died, Mbah Jena had written a letter intended for his favorite grandson. Fortunately Siti Adawiyah managed to find the letter when Siti Adawiyah was about to renovate the personal space Mbah Jena in her padepokan.

"I didn't think I'd see a real swordsman here.." Siti Adawiyah smiled faintly, she could not remember when she last smiled. Siti Adawiyah carried Asrul's body away from the location of the tragedy to the hut where Asrul came out of hiding.

"If I had come on time, surely Asrul would have known his true identity." In the end he felt this could be a form of regret he could not save Asrul.

Siti Adawiyah then used her internal energy to create ice around Asrul's body, in order to make Asrul's body confined in an ice chest. Siti Adawiyah lowered her head once before leaving the hill, unaware when she turned back something happened to Asrul.