THE SUN GOD SWORD
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The huge and majestic Palace's face began to appear to be built on the eastern end of the Java plain. Thousands of prisoners of war pulled large blocks of stones with ropes wrapped around their waists.
A whip of a large, rugged warrior becomes the forerunner of their shaky footsteps.
It is not uncommon for them to be parents, or even children. No matter, whoever the person was, the Toxic Mask wanted his Palace to stand up immediately in just one year of workmanship.
The shape of the Palace was black, resembling a monastery but clearly it was not a monastery.
In the middle of the large building was already standing a tall tower that was also black, with a big bat right on top of it.
It was a symbol of the Poisonous Mask's pride, he would love to stand up there while watching thousands of people work on building his Palace.
“Street of stupid parents!” one of the soldiers landed his whip on an old man, who even had trouble carrying his own body. “Street! Take this stone there! Or your own body that will be buried in the foundation of the Palace.”
The old man did not reply to the words of the great man who whipped his naked body dozens of times. He had no longer the ability to walk, even the blood that came out from within the wound had already been replaced with water.
“You didn't hear me, old man?!” snapped the Parjurit, while he continued to land the whip all over his old body.
“Free, he's dead!”
"What?" the soldier raised the man's face then clucked in annoyance.“Stack this corpse in the foundation!”
On the other hand in one of the rooms that have been neatly arranged, the Toxic Mask and all officials and allied ranks held a meeting.
Their number was around 50 people, plus 5 Demon Bat commanders who had seats equivalent to the leaders of the 5 treacherous kingdoms of Surasena.
Already from 30 minutes ago the situation in that place became tense because of different principles and differences of opinion. Situations like this have actually happened often, even every time a meeting is held.
“Your Majesty, I have sent 1000 soldiers to comb along the south coast, but to this day there has been no news of them.” One of the representatives from the leader of the Demon Bats allies reported the situation.
“Your squad is too stupid, such a small task you can't even finish!” replied the fifth commander of the Demon Bats.
“What do you mean, Murakarta? Do you want to insult us?” the man stood up while pulling his sword. “You should be self-aware, that we are the ones helping you win!”
“Stop doing commotion inside my palace!” snapping the Poisonous Mask then gave off an aura of darkness that made the two of them choke. “You can kill each other after we successfully conquer several more countries!”
“Ma'forgive us Your Excellency Prabu.”
“Surasena has not been completely destroyed, they are good at hiding but gradually we will find it.” The Toxic Mask said heavy.
The father of the Toxic Mask was named King Wingkar, a man full of ambition and had above average intelligence.
They don't have many great people, but they have many smart and cunning people. Realizing their weakness, King Wingkar, with a bitter grudge against Surasena, was forced to ally himself with darkness for the sake of ambition.
One day King Wingkar's wife experienced a strange incident, she killed all her children by taking all their heart organs and eating them. In response, King Wingkar will get a son from the next descendants.
Sure enough, a son was born bringing the life of the Wife of Ringkar to death. The Dark One gave his son a name, but Wingkar could not spell and even heard the name given by the darkness, so he named the Toxic Mask, because the baby was born with a mask that tore his mother's stomach.
The Toxic Mask completes the weakness of the Wingkar that has no strength. Now with his intelligent brain and with the power of his son, Wingkar is sure to defeat Surasena, no! It even conquered every land that stood on the ground.
“Ayahanda, now what should we do?” The Toxic Mask asked.
With a small smile, he planned to put every commander of the Demon Bats on the points he had circled on the wide map that opened on the table. In the government of the region it is called Duchy, but Wingkar does not want to mention it he is more pleased with the term, Headquarters.
So there are five Main Headquarters scattered throughout the Java plain, if the points are connected it will form a star pattern, as a symbol of darkness. Meanwhile, the allied forces will be stationed right in the middle of the main base.
“Why are we placed right in the middle?” Senopati Buyu Bapedak asked, the man is the supreme leader of the allied forces who has the knowledge of canuragan level demon swordsman, and supervise 350 soldiers level without match.
Singkar smiled small, “That's because the troops you lead are very strong, if only something happened in the main headquarters then you will more easily send help.”
The Buyu Bapak frowned, this was unlike the agreement they agreed upon, whereby the Demon Bats would give 1/3 of the java plains to the Nine kingdoms.
“Actually my goal is for you to be a little more relaxed, and enjoy your day without fighting. This business does not have to make you intervene, when there is a problem, let the main headquarters will take care of it.”
Buyu Bapedak raised his eyebrows again, not so trusting with the words of Wingkar but for now he will be a little more gentle and obey the will of the person.
But actually, what Wangkar plans is bigger than that. By putting the allies in the middle, then when the conquest of the Java plains was fully successful, the five main bases would simultaneously attack them from five sides.
It was a profitable cunning plan, no one would know about such a simple matter other than him. 'Make the allies the main target to be annihilated after the victory is gained.'
“I hope everyone agrees with my plan.” Said Wingkar, with a small smile facing his son. “Isn't that so, My son?”
“That you planned is amazingly great, Ayahanda.” The Toxic Mask then closed the meeting immediately. “Tomorrow morning, I want all troops to move at a predetermined point, and no more will interfere with my decision.”
“We understand His Majesty Prabu.” Everyone leaned over, then dispersed immediately.
Some people seemed annoyed by the outcome of the meeting that had been decided, even the five demon bat commanders felt the same way. Meanwhile, Wangkar smiled happily at his plan.