The Northern Sword God
The rise of the Himalayan God of the Peak
Not too wide with the anger that hit him, from the sky in the prayer hall located in the outdoor (their hall is made square, covered in clean marble - directly opposite the Himalayas), he said, the sound of thunder rang out filled the sky.
Seen from one of the peaks of the Himalayas, clearly visible steam seeping rapidly like a wriggling snake, visible in the form of a thick black smoke plume.
The black smoke quickly spread to the foot of the mountain, leading to the prayer hall full of Temple congregations.
"God of the Himalayan Peak !"
The voices full of feeling of longing were heard from the congregation. Padri Wangchuk raised his staff high with his right hand. His voice was thick and made the rome's fur stand,
"Praise the Himalayan God of the Peak !" all the congregations are now roaring in joyful sobs.
Sima Yong opened his inner eyes, breaking through the second layer and when the supernatural world. He saw inside the wisp of smoke a figure dressed in a long black robe, complete with a head covering. The figure was flying above the black clouds..
"Only one other magus. Not a real god" he sighed softly.
He turned his head and looked at the congregation, and he accidentally saw Padri Wangchuk.
"Hm. jin and foliot" he laughed inwardly. The figure of Padri Wangchuk who was originally dashing now looks to be a weak old man sitting on a jinn creature, while there is also a foliot with the genie, who is also, standing right next to Wangchuk while wagging a pendulum filled with incense of agarwood aroma.
Padri Wangcuk's left hand was clearly maimed, as were his two legs. He no longer looks like the first Padri Wangchuk, complete with limbs. So all this time the padri was just carried by the genie and foliot, which replaced it into a foot support and pendulum spreader full of the aroma of frankincense agarwood.
"If only the fanatical followers of this stream could see through layers three and four, they would realize last night had been deceived"
"This illusory spell of Wangchuk is quite powerful, he with that ethereal being is able to deceive the eyes of thousands of people" Sima Yong sighed.
Suddenly the voice of Padri Wangchuk was heard again breaking the solemnity of the ceremony.
"Thank You. Raise your two hands !" wangchuk.
All spontaneously followed the chief's instructions. Thousands of hands were raised up, looking up expectantly as if ready to receive the blessing of the god.
An ecstasy atmosphere filled the prayer hall, as thick smoke scrolls made all the congregations lose sight, even in short distances.
Not too long later the black smog faded away, as did the twelve altar princesses who from the beginning stood still and dumbstruck at the altar of prayer.
"God bless the Medicinal Plant Negri!"
"Grain harvests and cattle will come upon this land"
"God received the offering of our altar princesses"
The faces of Haru were seen throughout the prayer hall. The worship ceremony was finally completed just as the sun was shining overhead.
One by one the worshippers returned home with happy hearts - feeling blessed. Imay who still survives at the gate of the temple gate, look around and look confused with his son Jampa
"Have you seen the Great Lord, my son?" ask Imay. He was confused because the Great Lord Sima Yong followed along to disappear with the fading of thick smoke that is the blessing of the God.
For so long searching, the two fathers and sons eventually returned to Surya Village and forgot about the disappearance of Sima Yong - maybe the Great Lord was on another business, Imay thought.
******
Sima Yong had disappeared just as fast as a ghost. When the black smoke came from the direction of the sky, he saw a group of Foliot and Jin - number twelve - flying with their noisy wings like the hum of a wasp or a dragonfly.
The magical creatures quickly carried the twelve altar princess girls, then flew back to the dark-clothed Magus figure above.
The group of jinn and foliot then turned back flying in the sky, where the existence of the Himalayan Peak God stood majestically on the black clouds. The foliot and the genie are seen talking to their master Himalayan Peak God, then together they ascend even higher.
Unknowingly, someone in a white tunic, moving like mist - now loomed over this horde.
Overly trying to maintain flight distance with the Himalayan Peak Gods entourage, he eventually arrived above the Himalayan Peak with a lonely view.
This Himalayan mountain range is basically not a friendly place to be a person's residence. At the top of this mountain, all he encountered was a wind that blew very hard not including the grains of ice.
Sima Yong was flying low above the ice sheet, looking around puzzledly, where the group of Himalayan Peak Gods had gone.
"Did they use their own array or domain? The taste was not too long ago I let the clumps go, and now they disappear like in the swallow of the earth" he murmured.
When the young man was thinking about what technique he would use to reveal the existence of the Himalay Peak God, there was suddenly a very loud growling sound.
Grrs !
All of a sudden, in front of Sima Yong stood a giant white-feathered - ape-like but also bear-like.
" Yeti !" his inner.
The Yeti is a rare creature that combines the spirit Ape and the Bear. This creature is also sometimes called the nickname snowman vile.
Bam !
The Yeti jumped up and his feet hit the snow blanket at Sima Yong's feet. The Yeti's beat makes a very loud noise. The creature thought that his leaping movements and stepping on a small creature - Sima Yong - would be very easy to do.
The Yeti seemed to become furious as he looked, the little creature he wanted to destroy was now hovering high above his head. He repeatedly growled, beat his chest and challenged the young man to come down and fight.
Kraaak !
Bedebum !
The white giant creature fell unconscious, as the floating youngster waved his hand. As he waved, a gigantic hammer made of ice crystals suddenly emerged from the void and directly hit the belly of the poor Yeti. Crack sound is a sound that occurs due to his broken ribs hit by a giant hammer.
******
The wind was blowing so hard, the cold was piercing that it made everything become frozen stiff. Sima Yong cleaned his eyelashes that were frozen into ice, while on his feet was above the neck of a creature in a state of unconsciousness, the white-haired creature that was the Yeti.
A little while later, the Yeti spoke quietly, like a weak chick that would be conscious and fragile. But our young man's feet are on the neck of the snow creature, which makes him short of breath and not freely move after awakening.
"Tell me where the Himalayan God is!" Sima Yong exerted a little energy, and the Yeti grew weak.
"You are a thousand-year-old snow creature, having been recognized as the ruler of this Himalayan Mountain. Tell me where the Himalayan Peak God's palace is" Sima Yong's feet pressed against the Yeti's neck, and the creature was in a breathless rage. He is weak.
"Stop that pretense" Sima Yong said.
"I know, you're an intelligent being. You understand human language and understand what my words mean" Sima Yong's eyes now shone deeper. The Yeti looked into his eyes. "Samsara !"
The Yeti screamed in death. He felt drowned within the empty desolate lake. His hands flailed like someone was about to drown and run out of air. But the young man did not immediately remove his legs from the Yeti's neck, while his eyes kept shining coldly containing the power of the Magical Samsara, making the Yeti think he would soon die.
Up to the threshold point that the Yeti could handle, Sima Yong reduced the leg pressure from the Yeti's neck, and the deep eyelight disappeared instantly.
When the Yeti was at the end of his breathing forcefully, the sound of the youngster oppressing sounded,
"Now take me to the place where the Himalayan God of the Peak lives !"
Yeti now looks tame. Indeed car conquers the wild and such legend is with might. The Yeti carefully drew Sima Yong's son's hand, making a sound as if speaking while pointing towards the front.
"This is better. I don't need to take any rough action, let's go" said Sima Yong, who walked quickly on the wind, following the snow creature who was jumping around quickly.
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