The Angkara Murka
The Book of Tri Deshi Chapter Thirty One
Rays of red and white brilliance leaped to and fro attacking the demon queen who continued to disappear untouched like air. Celurit Sarti slashed smoke, cut down the wind, and smashed into the void. The claws and fangs of Anggalarang in the form of Maung white tiger stealth destroy and tear the bark and trunk of the trees. The wrathful angkara queen disappeared, floated up and crawled quickly.
Dark clouds covered the sky. Lightning whips through space and a gurgling sound breaks the universe. The hot air brought by the evil creature was mixed with the wind that brought down the rain slowly. Sarti would try to attack again when he was startled by the pale faces behind the trees and a large, long-breasted gombel wewe dangled crouching on a branch.
Sarti jerks.
Not never seen a subtle creature like this, but he had never experienced seeing various types of supernatural beings as much as this at once. However, Sarti is a human being, who, despite having died and lived many times, still has a certain kind of taste that will react with the appearance of ghosts and other supernatural beings and supernatural beings. Fighting the undead is one thing, and seeing ghosts is another.
He felt his knuckle book goosebumps, just as when the lampor passed by paved the way for the princess to dress up, fingered and green-tipped for a few years. Sarti may have decapitated a human hundreds of times, but seeing the headless white-clothed female ghost behind the grass still made her knees tremble and tremble.
The Maung himself was like fighting alone. Not because he could not attack the female demon, but the white Maung in the body of Anggalarang was lured to get out of the soul of the host.
Dozens of ghosts of various forms scattered into the body of the white tiger demon. There were grandfathers with smashed faces, long-haired sundel bolongs crawling on the ground, Dutch nons whose faces were pale and eyeballs turned upside down, the ghost of a Chinese woman dressed in bright red brides whose long tongues stick out to her neck and the children are horned and tailed.
All flocked into the body of Anggalarang and scrambled over the place with the Maung, making the body of the young man of the white harimua demon convulsing, rolling and stretching tensely on the ground wet by rainwater.
On the other side of the battle, Pakde Narto was already on the verge of going insane. Behind the bodies of the undead and the hornets he had slashed and smashed his head, there was always a shadow of a bare-chested young woman. Her body was densely winding beautifully and her skin was as smooth as silk. His mind was muddled until finally one undead managed to bite his inner right thigh. He screamed in pain and was half dead to get away. Blood flowed profusely from his sompeled thigh.
He swore at it.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
The figure of a dozen-year-old boy approached towards Sarti from behind. His body flakes off from the burning, showing the blackish red and white color of the flesh. One of his eyes came out of his sockets. He whispered in Sarti's ear so close that Sarti unwittingly, "New Klinthing."
Sarti flinched violently and fell down. The figure of the child was gone, but all the ghosts and supernatural beings who were watching him slowly drew closer.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
New Klinthing was almost able to do it, but his body turned out to be less long so he played 'cheating' by sticking out his tongue so he could touch the tip of his tail on the other side. The father saw this fraud and cut off his tongue. That piece of dragon's tongue then magically transformed into a spear eye a magic heirloom known as the New Spear Klinting.
Some people assume that this story is mixed with myths and legends, while many also believe that this magic spear really exists and is used by the grandson of Ki Ageng Mangir Wanabaya first, ki Ageng Mangir Wanabaya is the third in the fight against the power and power of the Mataram kingdom.
Even told also when Ki Ageng Mangir Wanabaya third finally died also at the hands of the king of Mataram, namely Senopati Worship, the spear Baru Klinthing used many years later by Ki Nayadarma lurah Kapedak, the next courtier of the Mataram king was Sultan Agung against the second Pati Pragola Duke who rebelled against Mataram rule. The Duke's invulnerability under the power of the spear, his body was successfully torn with the Klinthing New Spear used by Ki Nayaderma.
Sarti does not care much about the truth of this story even though he has lived a long time from the past, even longer than these stories. Indeed, myth and history mix with the various additional flowers of the author. However, the power of magic, magic, magical and magical creatures, and unexplained strange events are indeed real. He is a witness and perpetrator of human cruelty assisted by demonic forces. It could be, he himself is one of the perpetrators of these cruel acts himself. So, anything is possible.
What people know and believe that the Klinthing New Spear side by side with one other famous heirloom, the Kanjeng Kyai Plered Spear, is in the possession of the Yogyakarta Palace. However, as explained earlier, history is always side by side with myths so that the truth always needs to be doubted to be proven.
Sarti took a short spear on his back. The blade was as long as one and a half palms, golden jet black in color. The handle is all along the arm.
That's the Klinthing New Spear that is famous for its power in the past, and it is true.
Not without reason this spear is said to be made from the tongue of a dragon: it is strong and venomous. The scent of blood radiated from the aura of this spear. For subtle-spirits like ghosts and jinn, the prick of the dragon's tongue will leave them cooped up hundreds if not thousands of years on the edge of hell, burning constantly.
These kinds of heirloom weapons were not the few that held great power as evil, dark, hateful and sorrowful substances that piled into one. Constantly churned within its blade, clinging to history, time, time and story. The Klinthing New Heirloom Spear was one of the main actors of the change of social order and power in the past. His power and his power not only took lives, but also built life and civilization. At the same time, it also helps save lives and record the birth of new humans who fill the earth.
Only Mpu Gandring's keris can match the terrible consequences given to the supernatural by this New Klinthing spear.
The ghosts and mythical creatures shouted, growled, barked, squeaked, hissed and wailed seeing the blade of the Klinting New Spear opened from the black cloth of its cover by Sarti.