The Destiny of the Demon Sword
Wolf Attack
With a sharp look in his eyes, Jingga was inexhaustible with the hundreds of members of the Wolves clan of Intan island who were not trying to prevent his chairman from being killed so easily.
"What kind of people are you all? You were just silent when your Chief died in my hand" growled Orange whose two eyeballs kept spinning looking at the group of humans who claimed to be the Wolf clan.
No one dared to chim in his words, he then looked at the old man who had been so arrogant.
"Uncle Linggom, come here!" Pinta Orange waved her hand.
The gentleman who stood with several other clan warriors was silent in place, he ignored the Orange with his cynical grin.
Getting the cynical look of the man, Orange became astonished, he then looked back at the people who were staring before him. Just as Linggom was cynically staring at him, almost all of the clan members seemed to be waiting for something to come.
Orange was curious about what the Wolf clan warriors were waiting for.
Tap!
Suddenly from behind the hill came dozens of big wolves like he had ever faced. It made Orange understand the meaning of the gaze of all clan members on him.
GROARS!
The clan members paved the way letting dozens of yellow-eyed wolves approach a young man who was still standing quietly.
Jingga glanced at the man with a nearby brew and then gave her lips to get an idea.
The wuzz!
The flashing orange pulled the two legs of Linggom then made his body as a thumper and directly slammed it towards the head of a wolf.
Aom! Cracks!
Linggom's head was bitten by a wolf until it slipped from his neck.
"Wow!" Exciting Orange saw the head of a broken man.
He immediately threw the remaining part of the man's body back towards the warriors.
Now the orange was so close to the wolf pack that it immediately revolved around it.
"Ha ha ha" the orange laugh was so excited.
"Shadow step"
The wuzz!
"Gee!"
GROEARS!
Bugh! Tubs! Buk up!
Orange continues to beat the wolf pack with his bare hands, one by one the wolves began to collide with his punch, even occasionally Orange did a round kick.
Several wolves rose again and alternately attacked the orange with its fangs.
The orange grinned as it continued to flutter smashed into the body of the large-bodied wolf with its fist. Not all the blows cast by the orange hit the wolf's body.
The speed and precision of attacking the herd of wolves that are so neat and measurable makes the Orange a little difficult to deal with it.
Wolves are animals that have a deadly killing instinct in a single strike, with powerful jaws, they can crush bones in a single bite, moreover, they are used to doing it in groups that can undermine the mentality of the hunt.
Unfortunately, the opponent they faced was the Devil's Orange. Although his demonic energy was locked, his body was not the same as the human race in the mortal realm.
Wolf bites are not a problem for the Orange, he is more interested in reading the attack patterns exhibited by the wolf pack in attacking and defending against it.
The fight became increasingly fierce, the orange that continued to dominate from the start began to loosen its attacks. He gave the wolf pack time to be able to launch his attack, however, the sharp wolf instincts made a pack of wolves not directly attack him. They re-formed a rotating formation looking for the weakness of the Orange.
"I'll make the next fight more exciting and thrilling for the audience" muttered Jingga immediately pulled out a dagger tucked in her waist.
He grinned with sneaky eyes.
The wuzz!
The orange flashed toward the audience and then threw five men into the middle of the fighting arena.
Thump!
The sound fell from the five men who were thrown orange, he then glanced towards the terrified goosebumps of onlookers and stepped back away from him.
Staring at a woman he recognized, Orange immediately flashed up to him.
"Hello, Auntie. Come play yes" said Jingga and then pulled the hand Duma entered back into the middle of the arena.
"Orange, help! Aunty still wants to live" the Duma sulked pleading.
Jingga ignored him, she glanced towards the five men who were shivering in fear.
"Say the Wolf clan, why are you so scared? I just want to play around with you guys" chirped Orange with a mocking look.
No one dared to answer him, the five men only knew death would come.
"What's the name, brother?" Ask Orange.
"A-I'm John Blunt" replied the big-nosed man nervously.
"Cool name" said Jingga.
He then grabbed the big nose man's shoulder with a familiar snob.
"Bang, help me fight the wolves, then Brother and four friends brother will let me live" added Jingga offered.
Wherever the big-nosed man hears it, fights not against it, he will die too.
"How can I fight him, Bang? Help me, Bang! Can't stand me fighting it, Bang" John replied.
"Father times, you're Bang John. But okay, answer one question. Why on this Golden Island do you call yourself the Wolf of Diamond Island clan?" Tymphal Orange asked.
"Easy enough, we are from the island of Intan in the north of this Golden island" replied John was relieved to hear the question that Orange asked him.
Cracks!
Orange twisted the head of John Blunt to death, he then turned to the other four men.
"You're the biggest, come here!" Call Orange.
A large-bodied man stepped slowly toward the orange, appearing from his pants began to get wet from bedwetting.
"Well, your body is big. Your head is very small. Hurry on!" Orange Ledek.
"A-a, forgive me, Bang!" Her lips with a trembling.
Not until a big man approached him. Behind the Orange, a wolf scratched the ground preparing to attack.
The wuzz!
Haooom!
A wolf leaping high attacked the Orange from behind, the orange who noticed it instantly lowered its body.
"Byeah!" The screams of the big-bodied man were hit by the wolf that bit his neck.
Seeming blood spurting from the neck torn by wolf bites, shortly afterwards, the big-bodied man stretched in pain and in the end he died gushing blood from the gaping wound.
The flashing orange pulled the tail of the wolf that pounced on the large-bodied man and threw it into the sky.
The wuzz!
The wolf he threw was getting smaller in sight, everyone looked up their heads to watch the wolf disappearing behind the clouds.
Shortly thereafter, the wolf's body was again seen darting down in the air.
Bugh!
The falling wolf hit the ground hard in front of the Orange, its huge body creating a hole and banging the lifeless body of the big man hit the three men who were pushed down holding it back.
"Quite exciting" said Orange.
THE GROAAAR!
The wolf pack became angry, Orange smiled looking at him. The little thing he did managed to make the wolf pack want to continue the fight.
The wuzz! Haom!
Dozens of wolves attacked him again, Orange pulled both daggers and then flashed slashing the wolf's body one by one.
"Shadow step"
Sreth! Sreth!
Slash after slash was cast an orange filled with pleasure. Dodging the wolf's swift attack that tried to pounce on him, Jingga continued to skin each wolf's body with both daggers.
As time went on, over thirty wolves looked like rolling goats without feathers. No doubt, they continued to howl loudly up into the sky.
Loud howls of wolves echoed on the hill Gemilang, the excruciating pain felt by dozens of wolves who lived a reluctant life, dying unwillingly.
No more attacks were trying to be built by the wolf pack lying helpless, it was because the Orange had damaged the vital muscles in the wolf's body.
Hundreds of Wolf clan members swallowed the saliva witnessing the brutality of the Orange treatment that dropped the pride of the Demon Wolves clan of the famous Intan island was so cruel in the Golden island region that its movements had to be observed secretly by the warriors secret.
Seeing no more resistance, the orange again slipped the dagger into place. He then turned his head towards the members of the Wolf clan who looked extremely tense.
"Is there any more help you're waiting for?" Shouted Orange asking.
His loud voice was heard by everyone, yet step by step the members of the Wolf clan retreated away from him.
"One more step back, I'll kill you!" Threaten the orange who thinks it is a coward.