THE SUN GOD SWORD
Mastering Istana2
When the night was about to pass, and dawn began to come. The young man was already on the third floor whose state was even quieter than the previous floor. There was no sign of the soldiers patrolling at this time, nor were they sleeping.
The candle lights adorned every corner of the room there. Sungsang Geni walked slowly from behind the other pillars. Sometimes he stood behind the shadows, paying attention to the conditions and situations on this floor.
Some time passed, heard the servants preparing to do their duties.
Sungsang Geni was still sneaking from the shadow to another shadow, until he found a large and magnificent door.
The size of the door was twice as large as the doors of the room that was encountered before. Beautiful motif with a golden color that reflects bright light. Between the two doors, there were two large tall men naked.
They moustached heavily, with the dim candlelight Sungsang Geni could still see to the two men pierced ears. They gripped the spear with two eyes, one pointed and sharp eyes, another one shaped like an axe.
No one was asleep, their eyes were sharp and deep.
“Treasure room?” Sungsang Geni muttered softly, scratching his head a few times.
Seemed not very interested in the treasure room, but Sungsang Geni still threw two small knives at them.
The clanking of weapons rang out, the two guards managed to fend off Sungsang Geni's attack quite easily. It seems that they are already on a level of no match at the moment, very good body reflexes.
“Who's there?!” yelling at one of the guards. “Don't hide, you little bandit, you want to steal King Prajansara's possessions?”
Sungsang Geni came out from behind the shadows with a small smile but with a sharp look in his eyes.
“My arrival here had no intention of taking the treasure in the room but,” Sungsang Geni unsheathed a sword towards his opponent, “I want the lives of both of you.”
“Fuck damned, damned you!”
Two spears at once attacked Sungsang Geni, containing a powerful enough inner force. Sungsang Geni flickered to the side, then twisted his body once and inserted a puncture. But his opponent managed to avoid the puncture, even reverse launched a stab anyway.
The spear was longer in attack range, but Sungsang Geni managed to avoid the attack by stopping the body, so that the spear eye only passed two fingers from his face.
Along with the attack, another spear would slash his body. Sungsang Geni had to stomp his feet, so the young man's body retreated several fathoms from its original position and stopped at the palace walls.
Pretty great fighting technique, thought Sungsang Geni. He believes the two of them have often fought in pairs, so they can complement each other and cover up each other's weaknesses.
Not long ago Sungsang Geni was leaning against the wall, one spear shot out quickly and landed one inch from the young man's head. The spear was embedded deep enough in the wall.
Not stopping yet, one of them jumped up with a spear held high as if it was willing to split the young man's body in two. Sungsang Geni twitched two steps, so that once again the man's spear hit the bottom of the room until it broke.
“You're slippery like an eel?!” said the man while attacking Sungsang Geni from the side.
“Setan pedestal..” Grimacing the man's face, he gripped the wound on his chest.
“This young man is not careless, who is he exactly?” ask his other friend.
“Who cares, the wound from the strange sword feels very hot, I will make sure he dies with a maimed head.”
“Wait don't be rash!”
Not minding the warning from his friend, the man attacked Sungsang Geni blindly. His attack was faster than before, but Sungsang Geni was still fast enough to dodge.
At once the man's spear was embedded in the wall of the room, then pulled it to the side so as to create a straight line on the wall. Two-three times he nearly landed his spear eyes towards the young man's neck, a few strands of Sungsang Geni's hair were cut off due to his attack.
But so far, there has not been a single attack that could not be avoided. Makes the man sick and angry. He paused for a moment to attack, visibly managing his messy breathing.
His friend who had taken turns to attack Sungsang Geni. He was confident enough to defeat the young man, assuming that his opponent's stamina was starting to drain. But of course not yet, Sungsang Geni has a large amount of energy that helps his movement.
So when the man started to show a gap, Sungsang Geni lightning-fast entered and pierced through his stomach. The man's eyes were wide in disbelief, he was quite sure his spear eyes would first stab Sungsang Geni in the neck, but the man's guess was wrong, the spear stalk just passed over the young man's shoulder.
Red blood came out from inside his mouth, his stomach felt pierced with hot iron. The entire stomach might have already burned as he tried to examine the young man's attack.
Sungsang Geni placed a palm on his shoulder, then with energy in the man pushed down several fathoms and crashed at the treasure storage door.
Not long after, the man exhaled with his eyes wide open and the handle of the spear loose.
“You...you have...have killed my friend?!” yelling angrily the remaining man, in front of his friend's matan was already stretched with a hollow stomach and blood splattered. “I make sure, I make sure your death is not in vain, this young man will pay for it.”
If only the two of them were still working together to fight Sungsang Geni, perhaps the story would be different. His friend might last long enough, might as well escape but all that was just, maybe. The guard's mind was mixed at this moment.
When he turned to look at Sungsang Geni, there was nothing else he could find. The young man was gone from his place. Silenced the view a few times, but there was no trace of the light-headed young man.
Murka was not the kepalang of the treasure guard, so she gathered the remnants of the inner energy on her spear eyes. Releasing the gleaming light hit the places he thought the young man was.
Explosions were everywhere, dust and gravel from walls and floors were scattered. Thin smoke billowed, and the smell of the sky began to smell. The man attacked in all directions, with a swearing swearing until he was unaware his inner power was running out.
When he was about to strike once more, nothing appeared from the tip of his spear eyes except a wave of extremely low-pressure energy. It can only turn off one candle, the attack.
Under such circumstances, suddenly the light from the bright blade appeared again attacking him. The man managed to dodge, but another small knife was embedded in his stomach.
“The sun is beginning to rise from the eastern horizon, Thumbenang will be destroyed and the truth will stand in this Negri.” said the young man with a yellow glowing sword before him.