Swordsman Without Friends
Bet lives, owe souls.
Cloudy gray above the sky slightly covered the sunlight that began to lean slightly toward the west, the horizon before dusk as if mocking the stupidity of the humans who sprawled without life on the northern slope of Mount Merapi. the air that blows feels cooler.when the sound of thunder is heard in the air, raindrops begin to fall after him.
The atmosphere feels gripping but also sad heart.usually drizzling rain with thick cloudy clouds make water from the sky more and more stop. although only drizzle but it is more than enough to wet the bodies that almost nothing else is intact.
A young man in white who was stained with a melt of red blood was seen standing pensively in the rain and the cold air froze the bones, the martial man who had the mediocre intelligence might be able to freeze to death in that place.although the cold-looking yet dashing young man was clearly injured deeply, but he still stood upright without flinching a bit.
A short sword emitting light and pitch-black air smelled a carcass tightly blocked in his right hand.The muscles of his hand and stocky arm were seen bulging out. several times this young man was about to slash his sword named the Black Devil on a body lying face down under him, but he always paled in the middle of the road.
A young man who might be the same age as himself who was only in his twenties in thick black clothes who had been torn from camping and stained with blood. even the poorest of her clothes may not be that bad.in her heart the white shirt laughed contemptuously.
After circling the young man in dark clothes who fainted on the ground, he also snorted annoyedly.with his right foot stepping on the head of the person below him. ''If I finish you off now, surely the Chief 'Group 13 Killer' will severely punish me. After all, there is no pride for me if I die I kill you when you are helpless like this. the big name of the 'Devil-switched Milky Way' as a hitman with the most expensive price in the martial world can collapse instantly..''
''Hehm., I've heard the grapevine of secret news that says that since childhood you lived a very miserable life.as you grew up your journey full of blood and danger. my news sources also had time to suspect that you might have a relationship with a silat college that once stood on Mount Bhishma. Chuih., let alone experiencing it myself., just imagining such a miserable life I'm lazy.I feel sorry for you., Hee., he.'' the white shirt's lips laughed mockingly.
''As long as you know you're a fucking cripple, to know all this secret news I'll have to get out thirty gold pieces and fifty-four pieces of silver. Huh., damn right.!'' the grumbling young man in white clothes who was none other than the Devil-switched Snake.
"But maybe it's your good fortune or even my unlucky self, so I am forced to extend your life for now.just think of it., as my appreciation to you.even though I hate to say it but I admit, I know., your actions today that dare to accept the challenge of dozens of high-class silat figures at once indeed horrify me.."
"But at the very least, on the northern slope of this Merapi mountain I've stepped on the head of the person who ranks top of the newcomers who are the strongest martial world at this time.." muttered the young man grumbling alone like a madman.In the Group of 13 Assassins, the Devil-switched Serpent was given the title of the number thirteen assassin.
His head momentarily stared at the sky covered with thick clouds.even so but he knew that the time had come at dusk. this young man was stunned to see a wisp of bluish light and mist emitting an extremely cold air that was out of nowhere enveloping the body of the young man who was still face down on the wet ground.
The day had changed the night when Pranacitra realized from his stupor.The first thing he did was to turn his body that was drowned limp. although the rain had stopped falling and the sky was bright full of stars, the first thing he did was to turn his body down, but the ground was still wet and cold.the limp shivered violently as if struck by fever.His mind and body had awakened, but his strength was completely drained.
Even though inside his body there is a magic stone 'Blue Nirmala' and 'Dark Hell's Pulse Hole' which will release the power of devotion and treatment of external and internal injuries when his body is at the limit point of life to die and has very high magic, but still he was just an ordinary human who could experience the peak of fatigue as well as pain.to be able to recover his entire body took quite a long time.
Unintentionally his left hand touched an iron bar. when he saw it was his skull-headed black stick.he did not know why the legacy of the 'Grandmother of the Death Sticks' Physician' it could be beside his body.by gathering energy and the help of the magic wand Pranacitra was able to sit cross-legged.in a dark atmosphere he was still able to see dozens of corpses of his enemies.
If you want to be honest, actually when accepting the challenge of fighting on the north slope of Mount Merapi, he does not have great confidence will be able to win and escape death. but unfortunately, this cripple did like to bet on life, could it be that he was actually more afraid of facing life than death.? I don't know.
Time continued to turn, the morning had arrived. The rays of the sun shone on a dark-clothed body that had just risen from his semen.The first thing he felt was hunger on his stomach. since yesterday he had not had time to eat, all his energy had been spent on fighting.
Unintentionally his eyes saw a figure of a light blue-robed corpse that was cut charred and flattened by the trunk of his neck.The back of the corpse of one of the vice-chairmen of the Ocean Sword College was exposed and full of bloody black scratches. with a step down the limp young man walked there.his eyes frowned when he saw a line of writing, ''Your life I extended first., at the next meeting maybe one of us will be dead.!''
There was no name of the person who made the inscription on the back of the corpse.There was only a strange stroke that resembled the image of a spoon snake and a sword. ''The Devil-switched Sword Snake.'' the muttered young man muttered as he looked around him. ''Since the events in Semeru Mountain to date he has helped me three times.but, what does he really want.?'' his inner.
With a starving stomach, Pranacitra moves down the mountain slope.the more down the smell of corpses instead of disappearing but even sharper. just two hundred steps he had already met with five figures of rotting corpses without a head. Their black necks were charred flatly cut. ''This must have been the work of the Serpent Sakti.'' his his hiss gasped in surprise.
From the circumstances Pranacitra knew that they were soldiers who died at least two days ago.Among the five bodies three of them can be recognized. ''Ki Gajah Ireng, the chairman of the 'Gajah Wesi' college., 'Singu Eye Swordsman'., and also the 'Gondoruwo Muka Belang' Nyi Songgeng..''
Pranacitra looked up and took a heavy breath as if he had just realized something, apparently when the Serpent Sakti appeared to help him, he has been injured or at least drained of strength due to fighting with these five people who are very likely to have the intention to also gang up on the northern slopes of Merapi. ''It is only fitting that when facing the two vice chairmen of the Samudara Sword College he collapsed even though I know that his magic is very high..'' although the Serpent Sakti would not admit to helping him, Pranacitra understood that he owed him a soul.