Swordsman Without Friends
It is like pouring oil over embers (bag1).
The figure that was inside the darkness remained motionless.His pair of eyes that were shining coldly also still did not emit any feeling. but strangely the gaze of those eyes only made others uneasy and horrified because they never knew what was contained in the cold eyes of the corpse.
The two remaining 'Blue Dragon' schoolgirls who had survived the palm of Ki Tuyul Ireng's death were similarly goosebumps. in the hearts of these two young men were possessed with an unspeakable sinister feeling upon seeing the pair of strange eyes that shone behind the darkness.
'Srreeekh., sheeet., snaak!'
'Teeep., taap., traaak.!'
The voice sounded along with the black shadow figure moving closer, even though this person was walking, but it was clearly not the sound of his footsteps. it was like the sound of an object being dragged and then hitting something. Whenever that strange sound was heard, people seemed to feel that there was a rhythm of death coming closer.
The tip of an iron stick that was stuck on the wet ground scratched forward as the limp man's footsteps fell. gravel and grassy ground were crushed when on the tip of the black iron stick that was clasped on his left hand.Whoever saw the end of the stick scratched the rocky muddy ground, the, it will feel as if its own heart has been scratched.
The drizzling rain that kept descending from above the dark sky was as if the roar of tears accompanying the sound of a rhythmic whistling was heartbreaking.although Ki Tuyul Ireng had not yet been able to see the look of that person, but he already knew who he was dealing with.His normally red single eyes glared ferociously, now staring sinisterly at the dark figure who had stopped just five steps away from him.
''Ka., you., you're that limp. ken., why are you here.?'' tanya Ki Tuyul Ireng aka 'Demit Kate Mata Picak' stammered. actually this person is sure to be able to match the greatness of the science of the limp in front of him, but the sudden arrival of that person and brought a soul-chilling atmosphere like a ghost unconsciously made his heart horrified.
The tip of the iron stick was lifted slowly from above the ground.As the flash of lightning that struck and its explosion that seemed to be able to split through space, the stick stopped moving as it pointed at Ki Tuyul Ireng's face. the tip of the stick was pointed right in the eyes of this kate guy.
Once again lightning struck, this time much louder with shards of light tearing through the roof of the sky, although only a blink of an eye but was able to illuminate the cold pale face without feeling it. ''Is it you who hurt the girl.?''
''If so, you will die now.!'' a flat-pitched question without a threat, but the next sentence is spoken like a decision of a court judge who immediately determines the death of a convicted person.
His black iron stick pierced straight into the face.His movements grinded to spin rapidly like the eye of a steel drill.The target was right in Ki Tuyul Ireng's red eyes.The kate roared with rage mixed with fear. he himself did not understand why his heart became afraid, whereas before he was very confident in his magic skills.
By pulling back and toppling his short stocky body in mid-air he was able to escape the attack.The magic power that was channeled in the stick instantly hit a large piece of rock. the object did not crumble through the scorched and translucent hole reflecting hot smoke.
Although Ki Tuyul Ireng was surprised to see it but he did not become panicked. fortunately he had time to use evasive movements while turning the body called 'Demit Tuyul Turning Infiltrating Night' until able to escape death.the limp who was Pranacitra was stunned to see the style of his stick attack failed.he was immediately understood by the height of science to relieve his opponent's body.
People nicknamed 'Demit Kate Eye Picak' is laughing savagely, by re-using the science of 'Seven Black Palm Amis Occult' kate people back to pound. the shadow of the seven large and jet-black palms that spread heat and fishy smell pierced the nose immediately snatched across the sky in the concentration of night.
At the end of his movement the staff jerked forward.The sound of a loud explosion that broke the silence of the night was heard repeatedly accompanying the nine pitch-black rays that also scattered the heat.jurus 'The Nine Sparks of Death's Death's Death snatched hunting its victims.!
Seven rays of fishy black soles, nine rays of black skull head sticks., etc., flashes of lightning and flames mixed with waves of hot winds that burst from the middle of the battle swept away the cold and darkness on the slopes of Mount Semeru.
'Whuuuss., wheeeess.!'
'Blaaam., blaaaar.!'
A short stocky body figure bounced nearly five spears backwards.although it had been deeply injured but this fellow still escaped death. with the science of lightening his extremely tall body he was able to make three somersaults before setting his foot on the ground.
''Ughk., the bastard limp boy, I admit the magic you have is very high.although maybe I am not your match but still you are the one who will be the winner.You know why.?'' the bald-headed black kate had briefly coughed again hard and vomited blood a little before continuing his speech.
''Because in this martial world there is nothing that dares to resist the power of our party. limp fuckers., Ghost Bums., Loner Pincing Demons, Friendless Swordsman, Whistles of Death., Whistles of Death., or whoever your title is, let's see what kind of thing I'm holding.!'' ki Tuyul Ireng said as he held his right hand up.
''Hek., he., he., although the atmosphere tonight is very cold and dark, but I'm sure your two annoying eyes can still recognize what symbol is on me.!'' he continued laughing mocking.whether a coincidence or indeed a bad sign, when it was a streak of lightning struck up even though only a blink of an eye can illuminate the goods in the hands of Ki Tuyul Ireng.
There was an object in the form of a small flag in jet black, even though the night was very dark but the color of the flag was much more dense than the darkness of the night. a picture of two large arches against the background of the full moon covered in blood melted can be seen painted on the black flag.the smell of the flag when the cold wind blows.
''Gaa., Gap., Gapu., Ra Ib., Devil.!'' exclaimed the two Blue Dragon silat students who were still left with a choking sound on the floor of fear.really they never imagined if the silat figure asked for help by their teacher the 'Heavenly Dragon God'., Ki Galing Brajapaksi is from the strongest black stream party 'Demon Gate.!'
It is only fitting that their teacher does not want anyone else to know that the Blue Dragon silat college that has been known to come from a clean straight flow to ask for help from the Devil Gate party it comes from the evil flow.because if they get to know this problem from the beginning, the big name of the Blue Dragon will collapse immediately and become the subject of the reproach of the warriors in the entire martial jungle.
Apparently the act of allied with the Gate of Satan is just to keep watch, but unfortunately everything that happens is even outside the calculation of Ki Galing Brajapaksi. not only did the cripple dare to appear blatantly and hunt down him, but Puji Seruni had also managed to dismantle the ruse and secret of his crimes.
If almost everyone in the martial world experienced a feeling of horror and horror if they met the Devil's Gate, then there was also a small portion of humans who did not feel afraid despite being in conflict with the Demon Gate. and one of those few people was this crippled young man.
Looks like Ki Tuyul Ireng is having bad luck tonight, because he unwittingly seemed to have poured a lump of kerosene over the embers of vengeful fire that was still burning in the soul of the young man from Mount Bisma. this gloomy kate man's laughter slowly receded and disappeared, as he watched the pair of cold, heartless eyes turn as red as blood.