Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Great War??

The gate of the underworld shut tightly and disappeared. Leave an invisible black wall that will never open again for good.

Forever then? I don't know, the child in the prophecy has appeared. 

Pandji could have come back and ravaged the demon world. The king's dynasty for a purpose. Who can know the future? There's none.

The demon lord growled, he was wrathful. Pandji has entered and violated his authority as ruler of the underworld. His palace was partially destroyed and all five princes including the crown prince were killed.

A roar of sadness mixed with anger echoed throughout the entire dimension of the underworld.

"B*ngsat! How dare that child enter my territory and take Sappa away!" The demon lord wrathfully, tongues of fire enveloped his entire body. 

The remaining commander could only bow in fear and silence a thousand languages.

"The room! Traitor! I'm not letting you go!"

The demon lord roared in a prolonged grudge, "I promise to look for you to the seven worlds, son of man!"

No one dared to speak, they were afraid of the figure of the demon king who stood tall towered. His body was many times larger than his original body.

"I can help you!"

The demon lord snorted violently, staring towards the source of the voice that was in the back row of the demon army. "Who are you, how dare a man enter my territory!"

Airlangga laughed, then stared intently at the demon lord. "Human? Watch me well!"

Airlangga walked slowly closer to the King past the demon commanders who could only look at each other in silence.

The airlangga changed, its body becoming twice as tall and large. A large black wing was rising from his back. His face turned eerie with high cheekbones and rows of sharp teeth. His pale white skin revealed every vein of blood. His long black hair was scattered through a pair of wings.

The demon king laughed at Airlangga's change. "You seem to be a demon hiding in the human world!"

Airlangga stopped right in front of the demon king. He made an offer to her, though,

 "I'll help you hunt down the boy but I wanted to ask you for help!" Airlangga waited for the reaction of the demon lord who was staring at him from top to bottom.

"Help?" The anger of the Demon King still had not subsided, his voice rattled and boomed.

The tongue of fire all over his body enlarged, his face approaching Airlangga confirming his request earlier.

"I need your troops to confront someone."

The demon lord took a close look at Airlangga's face. He then walked around it. "What do you offer me?"

"That kid of course, you want his body don't you? What a special body!"

The demon lord was silent for a moment, "Are you sure you can bring him alive to me?!"

"I'm sure it's just a small matter to me. That kid is no match for you!"

"He even killed almost all of my top commanders, even my five sons!" The demon lord roared back in memory of the deaths of the princes. "How can you be sure if you can bring him here?!"

"Huh, it's because they underestimated Pandji's power too much! Looking at the weak snot child without taking into account the hidden strength within him!" Airlangga said half mockingly making the demon lord angry.

"What are you saying!" The tongue of the fire was burning brighter as if ready to burn Airlangga who fearlessly looked at the King.

"That's the fact, your sons are too ambitious to get the child's body! Fight each other just to master the body and the book!" The demon king retreated his body, Airlangga's words were true. 

His sons are indeed competing and very ambitious to get Pandji's special body. The body can actually be used as the best host to replace the old body.

"What's your guarantee?" The demon king softened.

"My own soul and my allies. I am immortal not easily defeated by ordinary humans! And I'm offering you this!"

The palm of Airlangga's hand moves in a twist, a thin mist is formed and inside shows five lost heirlooms. The heirloom of the master that the Demon King has been looking for.

"I know where these treasures are and I'll get them for you!"

Airlangga smiled with satisfaction, the negotiations were successful. The shadow of victory was in his eyes. Ten thousand demon troops plus the power of his allies in the human world made him confident that he could defeat Sari or at least bring her to be a queen in his kingdom.

Surrender or die!

******

Sari with Saka, Mika, and Doni are in the workspace. They gathered to discuss plans to face Airlangga.

"Airlangga hiding in a forest on the island of Java. The darkest and most haunted forest that no ordinary man could enter." 

"I'm guessing Purwo's base, right?" Saka immediately snatched.

Sari smiled wryly and replied, "Alas Lali Jiwo!"

"What?! Jiwo's Lali Pedestal? The slopes of Mount Arjuno?" Doni.

Sari nodded, while Mika and Saka looked at each other. "Is that horrible?" Mika asked later.

Doni sighed, "It is said that many climbers are missing when entering the pedestal of Lali Jiwo. The forest was occupied by many kinds of delicate creatures."

"Like other mountains that have restrictions, Mount Arjuno also has certain restrictions for its climbers. Reportedly there Raden Arjuna imprisoned and got his strength. The power that stirred the universe until Semar was sent to heaven to stop the seed." Doni added again.

"What is the difference with Alas Purwo mas Doni? Are you equally haunted?" Saka asked as he poured tea into his cup.

"Yes different in Saka, other people in the place!" Doni lazily explained to Saka because obviously the man with the grooming perlente in front of him would not be able to understand despite being explained many times.

"Alas Lali Jiwo, Mount Arjuno ...," Sari did not continue his words. He thought for a moment and took the map on Saka's desk.

His hand drew a line and connected with the site of Trowulan where he had met Airlangga. 

"If I don't remember wrongly in this area there are temples and petilasan that come from the Majapahit kingdom."

"Origin of Airlangga" said Doni.

"Majapahit? Airlangga?" Mika surprised.

"Hhm, Airlangga and its twin Linga are the knights of Majapahit. They were cursed because they could not protect the daughter of Pasundan who was suspected by king Hayam Wuruk. They became immortal and had to experience the suffering of love just as it did for the king." Sari explained to Mika.

Mika nodded in disbelief with what she had just heard. "Wow, wait? I never heard of this story, Aunty! Are you seriously?"

"This is the untold story of Mika. The other side of history that may never be revealed." Sari sat across from Mika, drinking her tea for a moment.

"The untold story?" Mika repeated Sari's words and Sari nodded.

"Trust it or not but the truth is we're going to confront him." Sari reaffirmed.

A whisper greeted Sari, her eyes gleaming red. Airlangga smiled at him, his eyes looking intently at Sari and showing a line of demonic troops behind her. They also speak through connected thoughts.

"I'm waiting for you! Look at them, it's amazing isn't it?!"

The eyes of the Sari are perfectly rounded. Tens of thousands of demonic troops and maroz joined Airlangga. Not to mention the ranks of blood-sucking creatures Airlangga allies and the ranks of human devils.

"Oh no! You're really crazy Airlangga!"

"I'm crazy? No, I'm just a little obsessed with you!" Airlangga again spoke in Sari's mind. He developed a smile again.

"You can destroy Airlangga's human world!"

"What do I care? I'm not human, just like you! I will be the ruler of the world!"

Airlangga laughed out loud, he spread his hands up shouting at his troops followed by the sound of war cry from the demon army.

An echoing voice shakes Sari's ears. The entire fur on his body brushed. Sari even stood up and hit the table hard in front of her.

"No! Is this the end of the world?!"