The Angkara Murka
The Book of Soldiers Seventy and Thirty
Datuk Mayang Merah smiled calmly and cheerfully. He enjoyed the scenery in front of him with the three twin warriors beside him, whereas, Wan died on the spot and will not wake up again. The New Spear Klinthing has cast out evil spirits in the warrior's body. The ghosts that accompanied Wan's body screamed while the Chinese swordsman's body rotted again.
Datuk Mayang Merah even chuckled again to see this. His laughter followed the crazy laughter of the three twin warriors. Somehow they see the situation.
On the contrary, Old Rajawali Grandfather was upset not to play to see Wan, his friend, killed back while the other four crazy friends were laughing with joy.
The claws of the Datuk reflected the dark black smoke of the wrathful angkara. His anger and rage made him again to attack Sarti.
"I'm not the old one, Old Rajawali! I've killed as much sand on the beach and grown more intense for hundreds of years as you rot in the ground!" sarti shouted while getting a follow-up attack san Datuk.
Soon both palms of the Old Rajawali Grandfather fell to the ground. The pair of hands that were used as weapons had been cut off. Not only that, his head also caught on falling on the ground, also cut off from his body.
Ghosts crawled out of the warrior's body which quickly decayed and turned back into fragile bones.
Seeing this incident, the laughter immediately faded from the faces of Datuk Mayang Merah, Pak Sulung Hitam, Pak Tengah Kuning and Pak Kecik Putih.
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Amuk's bull beat Maung's body almost twice his own. Maung's claws clenched the swordsman's muscular shoulders, while a pair of white tiger stealth fangs tried to crush the head of the Amuk Bull.
The two bodies of the huge figure rolled, clawing at each other, punching, and attacking.
It turns out that it takes a bull demon figure to be able to keep up with Maung. Although the punch and power is extraordinary and makes Maung thrown backwards several times, but the speed and strength of the white tiger stealth one of Prabu Siliwangi soldiers is still unmatched.
Body Bull Amuk Ancai, choking, dabbling and
bapai, smashed to pieces. Flesh and bone are indistinguishable because they melt the pulp into one.
Seeing this, Soemantri Soekrasana immediately took the opportunity to reach Mpu Gandring and release the energy of the sacred air into the air.
Three of his swordsmen were slammed. The headless and armless ghost that came out from the body scourge of the Bull of Amuk crawled away and disappeared, so as to cancel the healing of the warrior's body so that the body is destroyed like mud that rotted and returned to become fragile bones are not intact.
Wardhani drifted backwards, retreating, standing in the shadow of the trees. His dark body was sweating, reflecting a weak light that was barely able to pierce through the fog and smoke of the helicopter explosion.
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James tore through the iron and steel plates of the helicopter, beating, kicking and smashing it in the fiery flames. His dark body was full of agile, fast and energetic figures, although they were too late so that not everyone in the helicopter could survive.
Wong Ayu looked at the living and dead victims, then looked towards James who opened his mouth to speak, "They are outrageous. Any power they have is clearly aimed at destroying anyone who interferes with their cause" James James said coldly. His pair of red eyes lit up under the beak head cover of a hornbill.
There is a reason why Wong Ayu was named Durga. As he let out a wrathful angkara within him, flames soared from both palms, looming in the eyes and churning in his throat ready to slide out.
The blazing hot air formed the shadow of a giant face of a woman with eyes glaring at the devil, a big nose and a wide mouth as where fangs dwell. Wong Ayu's wavy black hair forms the Betari Durga's garuda bun facing backwards. It's chained with coals and breathes death.
"Jamesbus Yakob. Please release the wrathful angkara in your bloodstream. Kill them all!" said the Durga floating in the air with the heat of hell.
The one being spoken to developed a thin grin on his lips. Both understand that this group of people they are fighting against clearly no longer have elements of humanity. They have been made perfect slaves of satan's lust and power. For these people to kill innocent people and have no problems with them is not a difficult thing. There was no other way but to fight him with the cruelty he deserved.
The body of James Shakob shakes and breaks into millions of particles, darting away, just as Wong Ayu the Durga blasts fire from his body.
As if the walls of hell were leaking, tongues of fire were rolling into the palm trees, continuing to displace the bodies of the young men from Kampung Pendekar who flock to the helicopter wreck, hoping to still be able to harvest souls.
The survivors were put behind Wong Ayu in a state of unconsciousness. But because of the blaze that stung and shone dazzlingly as bright as the sun, they woke up too. The sight ahead made them shudder in horror.
James James whose body was flying missing broke up, appeared on the sidelines of the blaze from Wong Ayu. His hands were as hard as steel, as sharp as razor blades, shredding the charred bodies of the youths. He jumped then shattered disappearing, appearing and condensing again, destroying the bodies of the youths who were consumed by that murderous lust.
On the other side, the, Satria Piningit surrounded by a row of ghost troops saw that the young men in the sea of fire were still trying to reshape themselves were destroyed even though the dark figure of James James still trying to make the bodies falling apart.
Thick feathers and coarse ghosts of mariban fluttering in the roar of the flame scroll. But they're okay, they're not suffering. Instead, their passionate spies looked at the helicopter survivors behind Wong Ayu with a bloodthirsty interest.
The bodies of the young man, which were destroyed by fire and were heavily burned, collapsed by the attacks of Wong Ayu and James, continued to return intact. All because of the transparent flickering subtle-bodies floating, floating and creeping in between the waves of Wong Ayu's fire were bound to the souls and bodies of the youth.
Wong Ayu, whose figure was burning in the sky, looked towards Satria Piningit with a pair of ember-piercing eyeballs. Uncommanded, Satria Piningit understands and does her job.
He ordered, only communicating with his thoughts and feelings, the ghosts to break the power of the ghosts 'enemies'. Soelastri crawled kayang quickly, disappearing into attack. Tarini, Priyam and Jessica Wu cheated flashed, disappearing to appear attacking. Chandranaya floated up, yelling, spewing blood from her mouth and crying out of her eyes. The queen Kuntilanak who was empowered disappeared appeared to attack.