The Fire Dragon Sword
Fire God
"Do you know your limits, son?" Lakeswara smiled coldly as he whipped out the demon king's heirloom sword stuck in Sabrang's stomach.
Sabrang vomited blood, he tried to move his body with all his might but to no avail.
Sabrang's body lay on the ground with a gaping hole in his stomach and his left arm that had been severed.
Mentari's face changed instantly, he wanted to shout and run towards Sabrang but could not, there was white energy holding his body.
The condition of the White Fox and Wulan the goddess of death is not much different, their bodies no longer move signifying their lives are almost separate from the body that has been destroyed.
Tears began to drip from her beautiful eyes, Mentari cursed herself who was unable to do anything when the person she loved so much died.
Lakeswara stepped on Sabrang's already defenseless head and again stuck the demon king's sword in Sabrang's body.
Sabrang's agonizing screams made Mentari's body shudder and let out cold sweat.
"Do you think that with the sword and the spirit of the Devil the fire can defeat me?" lakeswara cynical.
"I will kill you even if my body has to be destroyed many times," Sabrang tried to move his right hand with the rest of his inner strength.
"I was very surprised by the talent you have, but it is a pity that you chose the same path as Naraya," Lakeswara pulled out the sword from Sabrang's body and slashed Sabrang's right arm to the point of breaking.
"The wrath cannot be stopped without following the will of nature, the fire will go out without the last piece in the prophecy. Nature always has a way of preparing three white lights, the holy land of the gods will emit a white light in an instant" the deafening voice of Mentari was heard.
"I'll send you to hell, tell my son if the choice is wrong. Nothing will stop me, not even three white lights" Lakeswara prepared to behead Sabrang.
"Your majesty." Mentari's voice slowly began to sound.
"Death to you!" as the sword of the Demon King was about to cut off Sabrang's head, a body appeared and fended off Lakeswara's sword.
The sound of explosions rang out as the clash of the Demon King's sword with the mysterious swordsman's heirloom clashed.
The bodies of the mysterious swordsman and Lakeswara were pushed back several steps simultaneously.
The sun closed his eyes because of the effect of the explosion that blew away everything around them. He looked puzzled as he opened his eyes again, the circumstances around him changed with the strange building on the hill.
Mentari scrunched his forehead as he slightly recognized the place.
"Cetho Hill?" said confused.
Lakeswara looked surprised, she stared intently at the white-haired young man who had managed to beat her back. Before long a female swordsman appeared with an annoyed face.
"Hey stupid! just as you left me," snapped the woman's swordsman.
"If I don't come on time then he's already a corpse by now. You're too slow, the lack of eating body is disappointing me. Look at that little chest, don't you be a man in disguise?" the white-haired youth.
"You!" a punch managed to knock down the swordsman who had made Lakeswara pushed back.
"What are you doing huh? will I slash your neck with this rustic heirloom?" the man snorted furiously.
"Basar bawdy man doesn't know himself! it is this underfed body that has given you a son!" the woman won't lose.
"They're ignoring me?" muttered Lakeswara.
"Did you come here just to fight?" shouts Lakeswara.
"Be quiet old man, I'm educating this crazy woman how to be a wife. If you want to fight with me then be patient" the young swordsman replied.
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"You!" Lakeswara immediately attacked.
"The young man had white hair? don't you let him be who we're waiting for?" mentari's body suddenly shook violently, his gaze began to fade but still faintly visible quarrels of the two strange warriors.
"The wrath of wrath can still be stopped with the help of the God of fire, Megantara and the Golok of the cleaving mountain," the voice came back just before Mentari opened her eyes and found the anxious-looking Sabrang.
"You okay? is Siren trying to get into you again?" ask Sabrang worriedly.
"Your majesty? you still alive?" ask Mentari.
"Still alive? I'm fine, you calm down, your father doesn't hate me anymore" Sabrang replied confusedly.
"Is Siren trying to take over your body again?"
"No Your Majesty, I only had nightmares" replied Mentari slowly.
Sabrang still looked puzzled, yet he decided not to ask anymore.
"Rest, tomorrow we will return to the palace," said Sabrang while stroking the long hair of Mentari.
Mentari just nodded, she decided not to tell her dream.
"I'll find food to fill your stomach, wait a minute" Sabrang said as he walked away.
Mentari looked at Sabrang's back which was getting away and lost behind the door.
"Is it just a dream or?" The sun shook his head many times. "No, Your Majesty must not die" he said slowly.
"Then who is the white-haired swordsman who appeared with the woman?" dozens of questions keep popping up in Mentari's head.
"The blood of Rakin Aryasatya's descendants is indeed terrible, you can even use my power even if accidentally," a woman's voice sounded in Mentari's head.
"You? the woman who fought the fire dragon was not it?"
"My name is Siren, I am the spirit of the wand of white light" Siren replied with a smile.
"Then what do you mean I used your powers by accident?" tanya Mentari was confused.
"What you saw just now wasn't a dream, it was a prophecy you got for using my powers. The White Light Wand was an heirloom created by a god to guard the world.
Unlike the other two heirlooms, the white light stick has the advantage of predicting something that will happen even though it is not always true, because nature is the one who governs everything.
What you and I saw was a picture that might be about to happen but it seemed like something was strange. What we saw was like two different places" Siren replied.
"seems like? how do you not know about your own prophecy?" tanya Mentari was upset.
"My strength as a whisper of nature does not translate the whisper, which is why Rakin misinterpreted the prophecy" Siren replied.
Mentari's face became bad after hearing Siren's explanation.
"So Your Majesty," Mentari could not continue his words.
"I've told you that the white light stick prophecy is not always true. (The wrath can still be stopped with the help of the God of fire, Megantara and the Mountain-splitting Gollock).
"God of fire? what is the Fire Dragon sword?"
Siren shook his head slowly while sticking an index finger on his lips.
"I don't know but work without resisting the will of nature, if the God of fire really exists then nature will show you perhaps through the wand of white light or in some other way.
The fight we saw earlier might have happened without the God of fire and nature trying to warn us all through you. Keep getting stronger and see if there'll be any other warnings you'll get. I'm looking forward to the development of your strength" Siren said shortly before his body disappeared.
"God of fire? I was sure that the whisper was the Fire Dragon but at a glance I saw His Majesty fighting alongside the Fire Dragon. Is it possible that the Fire Dragon is not yet strong? or is there something to be done for the Fire Dragon to become the Fire God?" mentari in the heart.
Mentari's head became ill thinking about everything, unanswered as to who the white-haired young swordsman who appeared in his vision was, now the mystery was augmented with the mystery of the Fire God.
"Right what Siren said, I must become strong in order to search for clues through the wand of white light" he said in his heart.
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Wardhana stopped her steps in the middle of the forest when two warriors appeared before her.
"So you sent us a message and asked to see the chairman?" ask one of the warriors to arrive.
"Right, I want to offer you a deal with your chairman" Wardhana replied softly.
"Give me your sword, anyone who wants to meet the chief must not carry any weapons" the swordsman replied.
Wardhana is seen thinking for a moment before handing over her sword.
"Keep well my sword because it is my beloved heirloom. If it's gone, then I'll kill you all" Wardhana said.
"You!" The fighter almost attacked Wardhana if not warned by his friend.
"Around this forest I feel a very large aura from the body of a swordsman, we are currently looking for a friend instead of an opponent" whispered his friend.
Wardhana smiled slightly, she did ask Candrakurama to accompany her from afar to avoid unwanted things when meeting with the rebel Saung Galah.
"Close his head and take him to the chief" said the swordsman as he walked into the forest.
After walking for a long time with his head covered with cloth, Wardhana heard the sound of the sound of clashing swords.
"It seems to have arrived" he murmured inwardly.
Before long, the covering of his head was opened, when Wardhana opened his eyes, he saw a strong-bodied man standing right in front of him with a smile.
"I didn't think today I would be visited by a Malwageni trainer who is an ally of Saung Galah" he said.
"Prince Adiwangsa, was sad when a prince was banished just for being born from the womb of a concubine" Wardhana replied mockingly.
"So what you say!" shouted one of the warriors growled.
"Enough! what he said was right. Go and leave us both, I'm getting interested in him" Adiwangsa said.
All the loyal followers of Adiwangsa were forced to stay away from following the orders of his master even though they were actually worried about the safety of the prince Saung Galah.
"What do you want Jaladara's allies?" ask Adiwangsa cynically.
"Listen, in royal politics there are no eternal allies, only interests that make us allies. Saung Galah has stepped on my pride and Malwageni, now we have the same goal, right?
I came to offer you a deal, I will help you reach the throne of the kingdom with the record Saung Galah must submit to the Malwageni," said Wardhana slowly.
"Composed to Malwageni? then why would I try to usurp the throne of Saung Galah if I had to submit to you?" Adiwangsa laughed mockingly.
"You have no choice but to follow me" Wardhana replied confidently.
"No other choice?" ask Adiwangsa confused.
"Malwageni will conquer Saung Galah with or without you. If you come with me then Malwageni will give you one of his areas of power. You can still be a king even though it is under the rule of Malwageni of course with an area that is not as large as Saung Galah today.
If you refuse my offer, once Malwageni has conquered Saung Galah then you are the first people I will spill.
With your current strength, do you think you can fight Jaladara? you will be crushed even before we attack Saung Galah" Wardhana said confidently.
"You! don't don't?" Adiwangsa stared intently at Wardhana.
"Right, when you brought me here, I asked someone to track this place down. I can't imagine Jaladara knowing your hiding place."
"You're threatening me?" ask Adiwangsa upset.
"Threatening? I never threaten my weak enemies, don't think if you count on me, because even in a dream I've never been afraid of rebels" Wardhana replied firmly.
Adiwangsa was silent, he was really amazed at Wardhana. If all this time he had only heard news of Wardhana's cleverness in mastering the situation, now he saw for himself how his group was suppressed without being able to choose.
"You boasted too much, sir, if you are able to conquer Saung Galah why come and ask for my help?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking you for help, right now I'm extending compassion to the rebels who will never be able to take the throne of Saung Galah.
Battles always have their own difficulties, and I admit that Saung Galah will definitely make it difficult with his troops, but I move if I feel like I will win the battle.
Without you I can still conquer Saung Galah even though it may take a little time but if you help me I am sure Saung Galah will collapse in a short time.
The choice is in your hands, and my helping hand will end as soon as my foot steps leave this forest," Wardhana turned to the swordsman who had picked her up at the edge of the forest.
"Give me my sword, I'm done talking to your master" Wardhana said.
Wardhana stepped away when he had received his sword, but only a few steps Adiwangsa back to call him.
"Are you going to keep your word and help me to the throne of Saung Galah?"
"I never broke my promise, but with the record of Saung Galah that you lead later is one of the Malwageni territories" said Wardhana.
"Then what should I do?"
Wardhana smiled slightly, now everything is in control of her hands. It only took a few small preparations to teach the lesson of the humiliation Saung Galah had done while conquering it, two advantages in one move.
Slowly but surely, Malwageni is being brought to the peak of its glory by the sleeping Dragon of Malwageni.
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