The Lost Prince
CHAPTER 90 THE FLOWER PICKER POET'S FIGHT WITH GIBSON KYLER
A swarm of hot wind just kept going without anything blocking it. And the ferocious attack only stopped when it hit a fairly large tree.
While the tree that had nothing wrong immediately broke and collapsed backward, causing a rumbling sound that was quite noisy.
Actually that long-range attack was the main target was someone who reprimanded the Flower Picker Poet. The person in question should have been behind him earlier. But the long-range attack only targeted a tree. The one who rebuked him was not there.
"Fuck up!" his meaning with a loud voice blew away the gerrymandering of his heart. "Out you! Don't just hide like a moat rat!"
His eyes stare wildly at the surroundings. The person he was expecting a man had really been playing him so low. Until now, her human has not been found.
As he dizzy to find where the mysterious man who only showed his voice, immediately came back the voice of the man he was looking for. But this time the man also chanted a poem.
"The pale full dropped its faded light upon the mayapada...
The destiny of the sky falls to a man until it is destroyed...
"The wicked curse men immerse their sins...
to the weak man that makes him beguiled...
Almost rottenness stripped him of his honor...
Almost blasphemy imparts its sanctity...."
Surprised mixed with cobbles raged within the fury of the Flower-Pickering Poet. He understood the meaning of that poem. The verse has offended his filthy deeds.
But that's not what surprised him. The rhythm of the verse was not the usual tone of voice. There was a strange wave coming from that rhythm. Entering his ears, then penetrated into his blood to make him stiff slowly.
But he quickly exerted his inner energy as well as his inner strength to dispel those strange supernatural waves.
As the Flower Picker Poet was struggling to maintain his consciousness, instantly a red shadow flashed extremely quickly and instantly grabbed the purple-clothed girl. Then bring it to a place not far from there.
The shadow figure turned out to be a handsome young man dressed in double clothes with a long dark red outfit.
His long hair was tied behind his nape. A small group of her front-hair children dangled in front of her left face.
Her appearance was not as elegant as the Flower Picker Poet, but it looked neat and attractive. Combined with his brown skin makes him more handsome. He's none other than Gibson Kyler.
He is actually one of the Secret Forces also assigned Prince Revan to investigate one area or rather a city in the Kingdom of Bentala. But somehow he can get to stray into his hometown?
The poet Flower Picker was actually aware of Gibson's actions. But for a while he could do nothing.
Although he began to successfully counteract the strange influence of the sound waves of the poem earlier, but he has not been able to thwart the actions of Gibson.
Meanwhile, Gibson seems to be normalizing the condition of the girl who is still under the influence of the supernatural power of a lewd poet.
But he thought the process was long enough, the Poetry Flower Picker was already aware of the influence of his supernatural power as well.
Then he just took a second look at the girl's hearing. Then sit the girl down by sitting cross-legged like a meditating person. Gibson stood to the right of the girl.
Then stick his left palm over the girl's head, continuing to drain her holy energy through the palm of her hand. While his pair of eyes never let loose attention to the motions of the lewd poet.
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Meanwhile, the Flower-Pickering Poet has been separated from the supernatural influence that Gibson sends. For a moment he stared intently at Gibson who was also staring at him.
His face that was still holding in anger was now back to normal. But a cynical smile wrapped haughtily decorate his perverted face.
"I thought I was on top of Kanaya...
I never forgot to show my face...
Apparently there was a warrior who had been standing up there...
Bounced a million sorry for the caliphate...
If only you could say a name...."
Kanaya or rather Kanaya Hill is a place or the highest hill in the Amerta Kingdom.
The meaning of the verse is to express inferiority while acknowledging the opponent's greatness and apology.
But the chanting tone of his voice implied the self-conceit of the Flower-Pickering Poet. He also slid his magic energy into his sound waves. Obviously he attacked Gibson with his verse.
While Gibson does not seem to be affected by the energy of lewd poets through his poetry. What seemed a little influential was the purple-clothed girl. His body seemed to be trembling finely.
Gibson closed the girl's hearing. He also channeled his power into his head. So the influence of the magic energy of the Flower Picker Poet is only a little.
Seeing the Flower Picker Poet seem to be taking the fight through the verse, Gibson served it with pleasure. So also chanted the verse by entering his supernatural energy through the rhythm of the chant.
What does it mean to stand on the top of Kanaya if pride perches on its head...
The true warrior will not tarnish the sacredness of the swordsman with blasphemy...."
With 3 verses Gibson can already stem the energy in the Flower Picker Poet. So that the wave of supernatural energy in the Gibson verse directly hit the wave of supernatural energy in the poem of a lewd poet.
The poet Flower Picker clenched his jaws together a sign of a very angry growling. Twice the young man in dark red clothes harassed him through the verse. And 2x also he was defeated without being able to do anything.
It seems he underestimated Gibson too much. And now feel confident that Gibson can not be underestimated. So still fighting through the verse, again he chanted the verse. This time he added his supernatural energy strength even higher.
But this time all he attacked was the girl in purple. So the hymns full of bawdry words immediately vomited from his dirty mouth.
The Flower Picker Poet was still trying to make the purple-clothed girl completely submit to him. If so, the girl would run to him willingly.
Actually, the act of the Flower-Pickering Poet was the same as harming him. He attacked the purple-clothed girl who was in Gibson's protection. While Gibson continued to attack him by throwing poems that contain ridicule against him.
Soon, the lewd poet realizes his mistake. Moreover, the sight of the purple dress girl did not show any meaningful influence over her dirty efforts. Even he was almost defeated by the wave of Gibson's supernatural energy.
He changed his attack strategy. Attacking Gibson with the power of his poetry.
It did not take long the atmosphere around the place instantly rumbled like a silent storm. The wind was strong enough to hit any direction.
So as to make dry leaves fly indeterminate direction. The trees shook until some of the leaves fell. Until one day....
Iidaaarrr...!
Blaaarr...!
"Yes...!"
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There were 2 powerful explosions like 2 tongues of lightning that met each other.
As a result of the terrible event, Gibson was thrown quite far back. While the Flower Picker Poet who was further away was thrown. None of them screamed at all.
Apparently the one who screamed loudly was the purple-clothed girl. He also got knocked back. Tumbled several times over the grassy ground. After that the purple-clothed girl fainted.
But there was a change in her beautiful face. The face was still in good fashion, now it's back to normal. But he did not stop, he had internal injuries. Marked by the corner of his left lip draining blood.
Apparently due to the events just now made the influence of the supernatural power of the Flower-Picking Poet on the girl instantly disappear.
Meanwhile, it seemed Gibson and the lewd poet immediately inched up quickly. Each one of them has been draining blood at the corner of the lips.
After normalizing their respective circumstances, then again they get ready to attack each other. And as has been agreed now they fight with physical and energy in direct.
While shouting with a booming voice the two young men shot out quickly. Once within the range of the attack, they immediately attacked each other by directly deploying the mainstay moves.
Meanwhile, on top of a large tree, Dhafin and Kayshila were perched on a large branch. The pair of forbidden lovers are watching the fight between Gibson and the lewd poet far enough away where they hide.
While Kayshila, upon seeing the 2 fighters already far enough away from where the purple-clothed girl collapsed, she instantly shot out like lightning. Very quickly he knew he was near the girl.
Without lingering for long she directly carried the girl in both hands, then carried her under the tree where she and Dhafin were hiding.
Meanwhile, the fight between Gibson and the Flower-Pickering Poet is getting fiercer. Until one day the two palms meet each other at a middle point.
Then it did not take long to come back a powerful enough explosion. Get them to take a few steps back.
For a moment the lewd poet normalized himself. Then grasped the fan that had moved on his right hand tangam tightly. Shortly after, a miracle happened.
The fan was immediately wrapped in white light. Then the light instantly elongated. Continuously the beam instantly turned into a long and sharp sword of silver white color.
While Gibson did almost the same with the Flower Picker Poet. His right hand seemed to be grasping something. Then suddenly came a yellow light extending from his grasp.
Then the light turned into a sword that emitted a yellow light.
What an amazing show!
Without waiting for long the Flower-People Poet immediately attacked Gibson who was still standing still in his place. It seemed like he was waiting for the attack from the lewd poet to arrive.
The body of the Flower Picker Poet bouncy in the air was already close to Gibson. The sword in his right hand was instantly swung from top to bottom about to split the two Gibson.
But Gibson raised his sword even faster, repelling the sword of the Flower-Pealing Poet.
Such was the power of the sword, causing a terrible explosion. The explosion wave in all directions.
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