The Dragon Warrior Sakti
Mystery of the Death Palace. Toxic Secret Weapon
The atmosphere of the afternoon before that afternoon was quite hot, so Deja Wantara's grandfather seemed reluctant to step his feet. The old man walked slowly in front of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti. Anggala just shook his head to see the attitude of the Mad Swordsman.
It did not feel like they had arrived in front of such a magnificent old building that already looked unkempt and neglected.
"Grandfather, did you bring me here?" anggala asked somewhat astonished.
"This is the hell that I say, Anggala," replied Deja Wantara's grandfather.
"I mean Grandpa?"
"This is the palace of death, Anggala," explained Deja Wantara's grandfather, taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly.
"This palace does look very haunted, but here there is no one. How did this palace become the palace of death, Cake?" anggala asked while paying attention to the entire old building that was so magnificent but abandoned.
"Come, Anggala. What is clear is that everyone who enters this palace never comes out again, including my eldest son..," Deja Wantara's grandfather sighed in sadness.
"I'm so sorry, Cake. For what happened to the eldest son of the grandfather," said Anggala while holding the shoulder of Deja Wantara's grandfather, "Why the eldest son of the grandfather entered this palace," added Pendekar Naga Sakti full of probes.
"Grandfather did not know, that grandfather knew he was here with some of his subordinate soldiers loyal to him money," said Deja Wantara's grandfather, "At that time he was still serving as senopati in the Kingdom of Pasemah Agung this, said, maybe he was wondering why the incoming warriors never came back again" he added.
"Are the warriors all grandfathers looking for him?" ask Anggala.
Grandfather Deja Wantara did not reply, he just lowered his head while nodding.
"How many warriors have been lost in this palace, Cake?"
"Entah Anggala, so much I don't remember anymore" said Deja Wantara's grandfather slowly.
"All those warriors were grandfathers who brought him here?" ask Anggala again.
Grandfather Deja Wantara again did not answer, the old man in white slum just lowered his head.
"What do you think, what is the order of His Majesty King Kalingga Jaya Karta?"
"Yes, all that grandfather did on the order of His Majesty King Kalingga Jaya Karta," replied Deja Wantara's grandfather was so weak.
"Why didn't grandfather defy His Majesty's orders?"
"I cannot defy the orders of His Majesty King Kalingga Jaya Karta, Anggala. He himself was as depressed as this situation. But somehow he did not take action, is it because this Kingdom is too weak, or he thinks about his people, I do not know. His Majesty King Kalingga Jaya Karta never said anything, other than ordering the search for warriors, to me," said Deja Wantara's grandfather.
"I will go inside, Cake," said Anggala.
"Don't Anggala, I don't want you to be the next victim" Deja Wantara's grandfather stopped.
"Did Grandpa never get in there?"
"I am not ready to die, Anggala," replied the Mad Swordsman as he took a deep breath and exhaled strongly.
"Grandfather doesn't know what's in there yet, how does Grandpa know he's going to die?" anggala asked somewhat riled up.
"Everyone who went in there, never came back, I waited here for days. All that sounded was a scream of heart-wrenching pain from inside there," said Deja Wantara's grandfather look glare away.
"How many days does Grandpa wait here?"
"Bright up to five days, eat Sarsih who deliver. I hope the warrior who goes inside will come back out again, but all that is nil" replied the old man.
"Then...??"
"The messenger of His Majesty King Kalingga Jaya came again to deliver a message, to look for a new Swordsman, and so on until grandfather met the two of you," said Deja Wantara's grandfather again.
"Don't Anggala, if you still want to come in. Grandfather will come with you," Deja Wantara's grandfather asserted as he looked towards the Milky Way Dragon Swordsman.
"Why didn't Grandpa let me in there?"
"And my grandfather said, Anggala. Grandpa doesn't want you to die in vain. What should grandfather tell Wulan Ayu?" replied Deja Wantara's grandfather remained with his stance. Anggala only fell silent at the reply of the Mad Swordsman. His mind glared at what was really going on in there if he entered the palace of death.
The two warriors seemed to dissolve in each other's minds, regardless of the circumstances around them. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching the two of them from behind the thick forest.
The set! The set!
Suddenly from behind the bushes slid a black object that was the length of an adult. It was sliding so fast like lightning. Anggala faintly heard a rustling sound. The warrior Dragon Sakti quickly turned his head towards that voice.
"Sir, awaaas....!" anggala warned as he thrust his body into the air. Grandfather Deja Wantara looked surprised as the old man quickly shrieked his body avoiding the swoop of objects rushing towards him.
Cracks! Cracks! Cracks!
Things like a twig that stuck in the concrete wall of the palace in front of Anggala and Deja Wantara's grandfather.
"Huh...! Impertinent, who dares to cheat. Come outside...!!" shouted the Mad Swordsman, while the Dragon Warrior Sakti just silently stared at the bushes that began in the dark cover of twilight that began to approach.
The set! The set! The set!
Sing! Sing! Sing!
This time it was not just a red-tipped black object the size of an adult thumb that was scattered in the air. But dozens of small daggers as wide as two fingers and as long as an inch slid rapidly towards Anggala and Deja Wantara's grandfather.
"Huh..!"
Anggala immediately jumped while his right hand caught one of the objects that were rushing towards his head. Grandfather Deja Wantara also several times clumped in the air to avoid the invasion of secret weapons so much.
"Hup!"
The Swordsman of the Sakti Dragon so quickly shook his palm which contained several red-striped black secret weapons at the end of it, which he managed to capture towards the bushes.
"Aakh...!"
"Aakh...!"
There was a scream of pain from behind the bushes, before long as four people came out with their own secret weapons pierced by their bodies. Those people instantly fell to the ground with blue-colored bodies, and black-colored blood mixed with green foam came out from their mouths. For a moment they seemed to flounder in pain and then silence no longer wiggled.
Those people died instantly. The Dragon Warrior Sakti darted close to those people. But the four men have been killed by their weapons containing a deadly poison.
"Aakhs..!"
There was a sound of pain from behind the Dragon Warrior Sakti. The young man immediately turned his gaze, looking as Deja Wantara's grandfather grimaced in pain while holding his leg.
"Grandfather!" anggala exclaimed as he jumped back near the old man in white slums. How surprised the Dragon Warrior Sakti saw at the feet of the old man had been stuck a secret weapon, which was about an inch long black adults with red striped ends.
"Father, Anggala. It hurts so much," Deja Wantara's grandfather complained quivering, appearing to be turning blue.
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