
"How are the legs, has your strength recovered?" The Sword God looked at Lord Rencong who had opened his eyes after previously trying to gather his inner power.
"I think that's enough." Lord Rencong then rose from his seat. His eyes looked at Dewi Anggini who was still closed. Dewi Anggini whose hands are still forming a date mudra or mudra healer.
The condition already describes if the internal wound has not fully healed. Because the lightning that struck at him, if ordinary humans, would have turned it into a lump of charcoal.
Dates in Sanskrit means turtle or rather is a turtle. Like a turtle that can live in water and on land, this mudra date has the benefit of helping the water balance in the body. This will help the performance of internal organs.
In addition, the date mudra is also useful to calm the mind and also recover and heal various pain.
"We better leave this place soon. According to Nakmas Suro, Bhuta kala in large numbers began to approach this place." The Sword God looked towards Goddess Anggini.
Before the Sword God woke Goddess Anggini, her eyelashes began to twitch. The eyes of the woman who was so amused then opened.
"Has the elder Dewi Anggini been able to continue the journey?" Lord Rencong stared at the ayu face, but impressed coldly with a smile.
"I think there's enough legs, we can go back on our way." Dewi anggini answered while rising from his seat.
They were then preparing to continue on, before a loud enough voice came crashing towards them.
"Chess atma tumeko ing wana!"
(Four lives come in the forest)
The sound that stomped so loudly forced them to stop their steps. They will return to continue their journey. Just before they flew.
Somehow they did not just fly immediately, they seemed to be hypnotized and actually undo the intention to fly. Presumably the Sword God decided to cancel his initial intention, due to the consideration of the safety of all.
Because along with the voice that just sounded a very strong killer air as if freezing anything that exists. Even if the air can be frozen, making it stop blowing.
Not only that, whether it was coincidence or not, with the sound of a bang just now, suddenly the rain that fell so heavily since then immediately stopped. But the sky was getting darker, because it seemed as if all the black clouds were attracted and gathered above them.
The voice that just sounded as if it was being shown to them. Because coincidentally, the number of four people who were entering the forest, as they are now. Before they found the origin of the sound, again a deafening sound was heard.
"Chess rasekso tumeko ing starch!"
(Four giants come to their end)
The sentence also seemed to describe four Bhuta kala who had been killed just now.
The voice that just sounded louder than before. The sound was thundering loudly beyond the sound of lightning. If noticed sounds like a kind of mantra sung like a canticle.
Spontaneously the four of them immediately exerted an inner energy to protect their internal organs. They were immediately wary, because the enemy that came this time was not from the Bhuta kala or Braholo.
Though his words are like haphazard but have meaning. The selection of words in sentences contained intelligence and also had literary art value. Something that the Bhutanese cannot have. Because according to Lord Rencong the creature's wits are equivalent to earthworms.
"Protect yourself!" The Sword God shouted to remind them all.
Already from the beginning Suro had closed his hearing hole. Although the strength of the sound can be reduced by closing the auditory hole, but the impact of his strength is able to make Suro's body unable to stand firmly. Even to breathe, his chest felt tight.
Because after the sound stopped, the echo of the sound was no less powerful as if breaking the sky and beating them from various directions.
The Sword God instantly understood that voice belonged to an extremely powerful figure, likely already at the sky level. The sound is a form of a very deadly style, even able to destroy the internal organs of humans even if only heard.
The sword god and Lord Rencong did not budge even though the crashing sound felt so strong. Dewi anggini is seen directly exerting his inner strength as much as possible, in order to protect his internal wounds that have not completely recovered.
Though he was already at a high level of shakti. The condition still forced him to try hard to protect his hearing and body from strong attacks.
"Aaaaakh...!" Suro shouted loudly full of pain.
Of the four Suro people who most felt how terrifying the impact of the sound power that attacked them. The Sword God understood the condition, he immediately moved to protect Suro.
So loud the sound hit towards them, making the banyan leaves that became a shelter began to fall a lot. The louder the sound that is heard, the more leaves that fall.
"Jalmo moro jalmo is dead!"
(If man comes, man will be killed)
(If there is a demon coming, then the devil will also be killed)
A voice that sounds as if full of meaning, but actually it is one type of death vengeance that can destroy the body and soul of a person. A fleeting voice like that of a canticle or a spell, sounded jarring. If Suro was not immediately helped by the Sword God, he might have mutated his blood and his eardrum ruptured.
"Have you found the origin of the sound just now?" The Sword God looked at Lord Rencong while protecting Suro.
They had realized that this incoming opponent had used a voice-transfer technique. A technique that allows its users as if they are near them, even though they are in a distant place. But by looking at the strength of the attack, they could assess how high the ability of the opponent had.
"Do you know where the real person who developed the poem just now?" Lord Rencong is still trying to find the existence of the enemy.
"The poet? That's right this is a poem!" The Sword God after hearing the words of Lord Rencong seemed to be reminded of something
"Who else is this? Why is one enemy missing, another enemy appears?" The God of Rencong cursed in annoyance.
"The back has never heard of no, the story of the crazy poet from the forest of Gondo Mayit?"
"I mean the Sword God who has made such an unqualified book titled hundred smart steps to conquer women? One of the passages in the Book of a Thousand Ways to Conquer a Woman."
"How does the sis know?" The Sword God was surprised to hear the reply of Lord Rencong just now.
"Of course, 'cause I've been reading all your personal library books for days."
Suro is surprised to hear the book that became the mainstay to face Mahadevi called the Sword God. But the pounding of the sound that had hit earlier had made the head feel like it was about to break. So he went back to concentrating on restoring and protecting his internal organs. Some pills to strengthen the organs of the body also strengthened the energy in the instant he swallowed.
Before the impact of the previous sound hit he was able to overcome the back of the sound coming.
"Devil moro the devil is dead!"
(If there is a demon coming, the devil will be killed)
The sound hit this time was accompanied by an attack as if thousands of swords. Lord Rencong immediately protected all of them with his slash of energy.
"Satru moro satru is dead!"
(If there is an enemy coming, the enemy will be killed)
"Seprene-seprene, ingsun nora met jalmo manungso"(from the past until now, I have not met humans).
Every sentence that came increased the killer air and killer energy that hit them.
"Samubarang menungso kang sinawang amung jalmo"(every visible human is just an incarnation).
The voice then stopped, but the owner of the voice himself had yet to appear.
"I've never heard the story of the man you mean?" Lord Rencong looked back at the Sword God, having managed to withstand the onslaught just now.
As a result of the attack just now, the huge banyan tree they used for shelter had been crushed apart by the power energy that resembled thousands of sword slashes.
Before replying, the Sword God first looked at the situation warily.
"He was a top class whiz because of a broken heart he went crazy. Reportedly he chose suicide to plunge into the bottom of the abyss of hell. But it happened almost a hundred years ago."
"But the gods seem to have other wills. Because of the rumour that is heard if around the forest is often heard the sound of people chanting verses into a song. They believed it was a mad Pujangga who did not die after jumping into the abyss of hell."
"The fact that his mind was already insane was getting more and more insane by the power of darkness that was very close at the bottom of the abyss."
"Is that him or not? I don't know that either. But the news about the voice of the song turned out to be true. But I didn't expect that song to sound so horrible! No living creature still breathes, except the beings of the forces of darkness that emanate from the abyss of hell. Presumably all the wild animals fled in fear or even all had died." The Sword God spoke while channeling his profound energy into Suro's body.
"Who are you kisakwhy are you attacking us?" The Sword God shouted trying to find out. But it doesn't sound anything.
Before the Sword God got an answer a roar of sound snapped so loudly and moved ever closer towards them.
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