The Angkara Murka
The Book of Warriors Verse of Limapuluh
Wong Ayu was almost out of control. His body had already floated a moment above the ground when Soemantri Soekrasana was holding his arm. Soemantri Soekrasana held the figure of the witch to fly, but the young man did so gently.
"Be a while, Yu. Will Yu listen to me for a moment this time?"
Wong Ayu looked at Soemantri Soekrasana's face which sent a signal of warmth and trust to her. Wong Ayu suddenly felt a little embarrassed because apparently he was still gnawed by the lust to solve the problem by fighting and spilling blood.
Even Anggalarang and Sarti stood silently beside Soemantri Soekrasana. They have returned to the real world after previously floating on the froth in another world, and entered deep into the past, taken to the manes of time with Princess Jejung Buih.
The four Angkara Chess members have now obtained the most complete information about what they are facing. At least for a while. Therefore, when now they were at a point just a few steps to the gate of Kampung Pendekar, Wong Ayu already wanted to scatter, invading the magic fortress of the area to attack the enemy.
However, of course, his actions were not a wise decision but were thought back carefully. They are now four people who are jointly responsible and concerned. A plan, of course, is an inevitability. Selfishness is no longer an option. Not because each of them does not have a qualified ability, on the contrary, because with such an ability, without plan and wisdom, their actions will instead make the situation more runny. Worse, carelessness will be used by the enemy and the victims of innocent people will be their bad list. Misunderstandings due to hasty actions will also be very difficult to avoid.
After getting the attention of Wong Ayu and the others, Soemantri Soekrasana turned a blind eye. Then his mouth cast a spell in Javanese, ". dat gumilang without suspicion, ... gumilang without enggon, liyep ilang ilang salinaga, ..."
Wong Ayu got off her guarding attitude. He was quite familiar with the champions spoken by the young shaman. However, Wong Ayu understood that Soemantri Soekrasana was the most talented person in mastering it.
"... sir miss sir ora katon ..," Soemantri Soekrasana still cast the spell. Before long, his fourth body disappeared from the sight of the human eye. Even the dedemites and other astral beings lost sight of them.
This is the science of Halimun or Aji Panglimunan that can make the body of the person who mastered the science invisible to anyone or anything.
"I need to talk to all of you" Soemantri Soekrasana said, looking so serious and earnest. "This time I'm really begging you. We can't play attack to the devil's lair there. Supposedly after getting all the enlightenment from Princess Jejung Buih, we can do a more measured action, not carried away by lust."
All these times silent a thousand languages, even Sarti who is hundreds of years old became so manut this time in front of a Soemantri Soekrasana who is still so green compared to his age.
Although no one protested with his request this time, Soemantri Soekrasana still wanted them to trust and listen more. So he returned to chant a mantra, "Niat ingsun arep turu my mattress immediately, kemulku mega, my pillow middle-aged, ngisorku white tiger, kiw tengenku .. samangsane ana wong gawe cup, ingsun gugahen."
A spell that is commonly used to repel, banish and prevent a thief from entering a person's house, but with the ability of his cannuraagannya, Soemantri Soekrasana compose it into a spell to resuscitate the inner eye, seeing something that is blocked by the limitations of space and time.
Wong Ayu, Sarti and Anggalarang felt as if their heads were light and expanding. Suddenly their bodies were dragged faster from the light, through roads, palm trees, plantations, vacant land and up the housing complex in favor of the housing complex around the place.
They saw and felt the energy so thick of fire from the crust of hell spiced up crime and grudges crumbled toward the housing. Ghosts of various forms, genies of various types, demons of various styles jumping like porpoises in the river.
They also saw dozens of young men who had the scent of a carcass that Sarti was familiar with for many times rose up to scrape the grave land, walking slowly but surely towards the housing of residents. Evil Eve swirled in their bodies.
Soemantri Soekrasana coughed. He took a bottle of mineral water from his sling bag, drank it and sprayed it a little. It takes tremendous energy in practicing two spells at once to hide them from the eyes of both humans and astral beings, while providing lightning information.
One gendruwo figure walking to uncover the fog that floated between the twigs and leaves. Feathers similar to his keel is somewhat rougher than any primate animal, even if the feathers of the creature can be touched physically.
When he arrived right next to the four members of the Angkara Chess, the gendruwo had a large lewd face and the skin that did not grow reddish-colored fur was sniffing, as if he felt something was around him. But before long, his figure was swallowed by the fog and disappeared.
Aji Panglipuran still works well.
Sarti looked at Anggalarang and Wong Ayu alternately, then saw Soemantri Soekrasana. "My whole life and life before my life that has been many times, I have never felt and witnessed this much all kinds of ghosts and creatures that haunt in droves to emerge from the layers of time, slippage, slip, stack and present simultaneously. The last time I experienced the awesomeness of various sorceries and magic in the sky was when my mother and her students fought against Empu Baradah," Sarti's face glared far beyond the limits of time.
Wong Ayu again saw the ancient figure of Ratna Manggali looming behind Sarti's face.
"You're right, Sarti. It seems that we can't just attack the village shrouded in magic power like the last time we faced the female demon and her allies in the previous three villages," this time Anggalarang spoke.
Wong Ayu looked at Soemantri Soekrasana and nodded. "All right, you're right, Soemantri. What do we do?"
"In normal conditions I could have asked for information from the ghosts that were milling around here, but they were in a state of imprisonment and were governed by the great powers in the village" Soemantri Soekrasana explained.
Anggalarang suddenly jolted to realize something, "Sial, Soemantri. How about red kuntilanak?"
Soemantri Soekrasana. He immediately closed his eyes, opening his inner eyes. Soon the fog returned.
Anggalarang, Wong Ayu and Sarti saw a female figure with a jarit wrapped around the lower part of his body, as well as a bright red kebaya. All knew it was the red Kuntilanak attached to Soemantri Soekrasana. The difference, the figure this time looks so normal.
Both of his bare feet were tracing the ground, scattering the low weeds. Her slender body swayed gently, while the weak sunlight that glared through the mist and trees lit her faint face, so beautiful and so vivid.
Soemantri Soekrasana opened her eyes, slightly gasping at the figure walking beside them.
"Soemantri, where are you?" the figure of the beautiful crabbing looking for Soemantri Soekrasana. His neat embrace swayed according to his head.
"Chandranaya ...," muttered Sarti slowly.