THE SUN GOD SWORD
Mahapatih's Choice

Darma Guru managed to intercept thousands of enemies who tried to pursue the soldiers who were fleeing with severe injuries and almost died.

The old man stood on the ground slightly notched, he played the black sword from that place while the current enemy had already formed a large circle to defeat him.

The black sword shot out rapidly, moving in a circle protecting its master. Each movement managed to scratch the neck of the opponent, but not a few were scratched deep to bleed red.

Seen, any enemy that has been successfully harmed - clutching the neck shaft firmly, the intent of the heart may want to stop the bleeding but of course fail.

There were currently dozens of people lying near Darma Guru, and more and more just every minute. Generally the dead were weak warriors who had no time to dodge the attack, but there were some standing-level warriors who chose to retreat backwards.

Nevertheless, the attack speed of the Darma Guru seemed to be no faster than an enemy intent on encircling him. They began to climb a small hill, forcing Darma Master to use one more sword, and began to use short-range techniques.

"Kill him, kill him!" The cries of the Demon Bats warriors were like invitations of a death god, they were ruthless-faced with sinister smiles as well as sharp eyes piercing courage. "He is Mahapati Surasena, we get delicious prey."

Darma Master smiled bitterly, one of them managed to reach out to his position. Darma Master twisted his body backwards, along with that he slashed his sword right at the abdomen. The soldier died instantly.

But simultaneously there was another soldier who arrived at his current place, that person managed to take advantage by utilizing the carelessness of Master Darma. One thin slash managed to scratch the old man's body.

Darma Guru turned his head upwards, precisely at Ki Lodro Sukmo, he was intending to ask for help, perhaps. But, Ki Lodro Sukmo also experienced a situation that was not less bad with him.

The White Tiger Elders floated for a moment in the air, at the same time one of the vice commanders had been on top of his body, landing one kick with the heel of a foot.

"AHKK!" Ki Lodor Sukmo strangled, from his mouth came white liquid mixed with blood, then his body crashed into the walls of Surasena, almost fell if only his claws did not grip the wall tightly.

"Old man, you're strong enough! Not many people survived after receiving the joint attack of the two of us, I respect you." Grahang Petak said slowly.

"Stupid, we don't have to respect the enemy," chimed Grahang Jegar while stroking his distended stomach. "Kill him first, and then be honored. Not a.not a funeral." The two laughed out loud.

Ki Lodro Sukmo smiled bitterly, he could tell the energy within him was stronger than either of them. The proof was that he still survived after receiving attack after attack, but the problem was that they both had a combination of attacks that were quite difficult to guess. His white tiger technique could not match the martial arts of the two of them.

Ki Lodro Sukmo painstakingly managed to stand up, he looked down at Darma Guru who was flocking with his opponents. Seen so difficult, the black sword belonging to Mahapatih was not as fast as before, probably because the old man's mind was divided at this time.

He saw again some Surasena soldiers who managed to save themselves. Then he glanced towards the enemy troops, seen half of the enemies had already entered the Headquarters while the other half was still lined up neatly in the distance.

At first glance Ki Lodro Sukmo met with Darma Guru. Mahapatih Surasena was flitting eyes full of meaning, then smiled a little while sweeping the view on some barrels that have been placed on various sides.

"The old man intended to die in this place..." Ki Lodro Sukmo muttered slightly, his face suddenly becoming sad. "Is he sure?"

Ki Lodro Sukmo looked back at his two enemies the Pair of Demons, he thought for a moment but found no way to kill the troops except to blow up the oil barrels. But unfortunately someone has to stay here to do that.

Of course if things go according to plan, there will not be a single person who has to sacrifice. But then again, the plan that was made never went as well as it should.

Ki Ldoro Sukmo Started thinking of retreating, so he immediately left the Two Fields of Satan and floated towards Darma Guru.

"What are you doing?" Ask Darma Guru. "Why did you even come here, I'm gonna blow up a barrel of oil, but my attack range wasn't as far as before so there was no other way unless I stayed in this place and died along with them."

"Are you sure, we might be able to find another solution." Ki Lodro Sukmo unleashed a claw-shaped attack on 10 soldiers who intended to attack them both. "There must be another way to survive."

Darma Guru smiled slightly, it made Ki Lodro Sukmo become irritated. On the sidelines of this fight, the two of them looked like true friends. Thinking about each other, things that never happened during their meeting.

"I am old, my body is weak and my inner strength is not as strong as before." Darma Guru unleashed an attack on the open gate, the position of the gate was hanging, there were two large string threads holding the object. When Darma Guru's sword hit the two strings, the gate immediately fell and closed.

About 5 thousand people were inside the gate, locked up with no way out.

Nyai Siwang Sari narrowed her eyes in the distance, something went wrong the woman thought. A few minutes later, she grumbled incoherently.

"That's a trap, there's something inside that base..."

"What did you say Nimas?" Jaka Balabala asked in wonder. "Despite the traps, our troops will not die all, Da Tpak Stan on the wall will finish off the people inside there."

On the other hand, Darma Cokro stared with eyes in his eyes. The man already knew that his father, Darma Guru, intended to die on the battlefield. He said that two days ago.

At that time, two nights in a row Darma Guru dreamed of meeting his late wife who had long been left behind. Even the death of the wife was not known by Darma Guru, due to being too busy taking care of Surasena.

Ever since that dream, Darma Guru's feelings had become weak. It was as if he knew that his death would not be long. Merely, the old man was intending to determine his own death and it seemed that this was the right time.

"Son, Darma Cokro..." Ki Alam Sakti patted the man's shoulder slowly. "Patience!"

Darma Cokro is not the only person who knows the plan of Darma Guru, apparently it has also been known by Sungsang Geni teacher, Ki Alam Sakti.

"His death will not be in vain, it is a choice..."

Not yet finished the sentence said by Ki Alam Sakti, suddenly a big explosion occurred followed by another explosion, and another explosion again. The explosion was larger than everyone expected, like an explosion caused by demonic powder.

"Damn it, they're trapping us!" Expect a Pair of Satan's Fields, when right in front of him soared the blazing fire.

"We have to back off!" said Bright Tenement.

"You will die with me." Suddenly someone appeared before the two of them, with all the flames engulfing his body. It was the Darma Master, he had not died even though the fire had lit up and scorched his skin before bringing the opponents dead together.

"You...!" Surprised not to play Gerahan Petak, when his body was gripped firmly and forced to plunge into the blazing flames.

Grahang Jegar intended to reach the body of Gerahang Petak, but what power he was only able to pull the tip of the man's finger until finally the body of his friend lost was devoured by the red hero.

"We'll see each other again, and I'll make sure your life will drift." Said in a heavy voice an old man with a burning arm, Ki Lodro Sukmo. "It's not over yet, we'll meet again."

After saying that, Ki Lodro Sukmo floated quickly leaving the place which was now filled with blazing flames.

In the distance, the two Demon Bat Commanders growled holding back anger. This is an insult. His army was burning right in plain sight.

"There are smart people among them." Nyai Siwang Sari thanks to growling, the beautiful face of the grandmother instantly became red, as red as fire before her. "We underestimate the enemy too much, we've lost thousands of people while the enemy may be only hundreds."

"Cowardly, I'll skin whoever the woman I meet will be..." Also chimed in Jaka Balabala, "No.no.. I will also skin his men, huhuhu.." the man cried imagining the men he would skin.

Not long after, Gerahang Jegar came with a sad face. His eyes were still red, while the water was still on his cheeks. "I'm losing.losing the Tenement. The old man killed my brother..."

Nyai Siwang Sari immediately approached the man, "You must take revenge, must! Now how many people have died on the enemy's side?"

"Only 1, and 9 lowly soldiers. I. I've underestimated the enemy.I'm sick of wanting to kill them all."

Nyai Siwang Sari was actually no less angry than Gerahang Jegar, his army was destroyed nearly 5 thousand but on the enemy side only 10 people. This was truly an insult, how could he accept something like this.

"I saw him flying in that direction!" He said again Gerahang Jegar, pointing his index finger towards the north but slightly jutting to the east on a hill filled with wilderness. "They all must be hiding there, we're moving right now."

Just two steps away Gerahang Jegar, Nyai Siwang Sari immediately pulled his shoulder. "Don't act stupid, they may have other cunning ways, mines and traps they must have prepared to welcome us."

"Ni Mas, are you scared? I didn't?" Shoved Jaka Balabala, then she cried again. "Huhhuuhu.malang very naspmu, Gerahan Jegar. You've lost your precious brother, but take it easy you can ask me to take his place tonight."

Some sane people who heard the man's words almost vomited blood out of disgust.

***

Meanwhile Ki Lodro Sukmo came back with a sad face, although no tears came out of his eyeballs, but it was clear that the old man's feelings were shaken so violently.

"He handed this over..." Ki Lodro Sukmo gave Darma Guru's piece of black sword to Darma Cokro. "The old man unleashed all the power from his black sword, to trigger an explosion."

Darma Cokro noticed the black sword piece, his tears falling dripping down the sword hilt.

On the other hand, Lakuning Banyu fell down. Of course it was a heavy blow to him. In addition to the position of Mahapati, Darma Guru is an uncle from his father, aka grandfather for him.

Not only that, since the death of King Surasena, Darma Gurulah most often protect Lakuning Banyu.

"King's Leader..." Dewangga immediately caught the body of his sister-in-law. "Hold on, this is the choice of Aki Darma Guru, however he has contributed greatly to this day."

"My brother-in-law, how not to be sad. Eyang Darma Guru had already done everything for Surasena, he left his family only for the glory of Surasena, and at this time he too had died for Surasena."

Lakuning Banyu sobbed holding back the cries. "What Surasena gave him was suffering, even when he died he didn't bring anything even my hands couldn't touch his body."

Dewangga did not say more except to remain with Lakuning Banyu. Meanwhile, Wira Mangkubumi approaches Darma Cokro.

"We'll pay it back..." The Mangkubumi hero gripped his spear with a trembling hand as it held back emotions. "Friends, this war is not just about Surasena or about the Swordsman Union, this war is more than the Java Plain, this war involves the world. I'm Wira Mangkubumi, vowing to keep fighting the Devil Bats, until the blood is finished."

Darma Cokro's face immediately became red coals, his sad face at this time began to show his haunted side. He gripped the heirloom sword so tightly.

Simultaneously, everyone seemed to start burning with anger. Hearing the words of Wira Mangkubumi, like listening to an emotional song. Their souls trembled withstanding the outpouring of anger.

"I also swear I will do my best, will not retreat until my blood dries out of this body."

Suddenly a cold aura crept in that place, shocking everyone. Almost no one knew the origin of that cold aura, except after seeing that Lakuning Banyu was a little wild.

The king of Surasena then said hoarsely. "I'm King of Lakuning Banyu, won't take a single step back. We will not flee, nor flee, today's war will be the beginning of the destruction of the Devil's Bat." The voice of the king sounded not like his, but like the voice of five people who said simultaneously.

"Keris panca the god!" Surprised Ki Alam Sakti after seeing on the neck of Lakuning Banyu appeared blue scales, then one of the eyes of the man had green pupils, similar to the pupils of a snake.

"Just calm down, I'm still conscious." Lakuning Banyu again said heavy. "It does feel a little strange, I've never felt anything like this, but Panca Dewa's kris spirit won't take over my body, he already promised someone."

Yes, the person in question is Sungsang Geni.