THE SUN GOD SWORD
The Fall of the Negri Tiang
On the east side, thousands of people screamed in fear. The gates of Siranda Palace - one of the countries that once spearheaded the Demon Bats - were easily destroyed by five elephants and three rhinos. The gate made of wooden beams, scattered broke into pieces. The several dozen people behind the gate were forced to bounce dozens of fathoms.
When the herd of elephants stood before their eyes, their faces were deathly pale as if they were bloodless dark green. They may intend to close their eyes with their palms, when the elephant lifts its two front legs. But apparently, their eyes were completely closed just not with the palm of the hand but with the elephant's front legs.
“AHKKK!” Strangled dozens of people who were inside the palace. Women and men ran the ridge away from the wall gate as quickly as possible.
Many parents forget their children, many houses are abandoned without having time to lock them. Even some of the young mothers, forget to bring a baby who sleeps soundly in the bedroom bed. When he had just regained consciousness, his house had been destroyed along with his son.
“Celaka, why did the Demon Bat Group attack us instead?” pekik Patih who led the troops in Negri Siranda. “Open King, why did you let them destroy your country?”
Unbeknownst to that Patih, his king was dead a few days ago.
“Ben..form a team!” screeched the Patih, but the man's cry was just like the wind. The attack was so sudden, which troops were commanded? Now all the soldiers would rather run away than fight the elephants and rhinos.
“Don't run, grab a gun! We have to..” cry Sang Patih's voice stopped after seeing a large rock drift towards him. Not having time to dodge, his eyes were clearly wide and then the entire body of the man was carried away by stone and embedded in the building. Matikah's? Of course, his body might have been destroyed by this time.
Outside of that Palace, the Poisonous Mask smiled faintly. This was only a thousand troops that he had deployed, but the country in front of him was already devastated. Not playing with the excitement of the feeling of the dark creature, obviously this is how he wants Surasena in the future.
Hundreds of people came out of the Palace through the back gate, running frantically up the small hill there. The hands and feet were full of wounds, but no one seemed to care too much about the small injuries. If you want to live, focus on running fast and not looking back.
Forget home, forget friends, forget family. The only way is to run and keep running.
One old man was seen crying to see his grandson's body lying helpless, the little boy's breath was gone. There were many wounds on his face. The old man cried loudly, as if his anger was no longer contained. But damn, one elephant rider smiled cheerfully at the old man's cry.
“You killed my grandson!” he said full haru. “I'll kill you, kill you all!”
Hearing the old man's curse the more excited the elephant rider, his face hidden from behind the mask may be flushed with laughter. “You are old man, go ahead! Let me send you to the afterlife, accompany your grandson there!”
Without a second thought, the old man grabbed a sickle lying not far from the ruins of his house. He ran away screaming in anger, or despair. Arit was released, but the elephant stopped the old man's movement with a thorny tusk.
The old man's body was stuck in thorns, then bounced as far as five fathoms and crashed in the building of his house. The blood immediately came out so profusely from the mouth, nose and ears. Not only that, the blood would not be blocked out from the middle of his stomach.
It felt like the world was so cold at the moment, the pain in the head switched to feeling like a hum in the ears. His body staggered, but was still trying to stand up to fight death. The old man's gaze grew increasingly blurry, but when his face looked at the grandson's body, the anger in his chest exploded again.
With the remnants of energy in the body, the old man grasped tightly the handle of the sickle, with all his might throwing the sickle at the elephant rider. Amazingly, like someone controlling it, the sickle drove fast and managed to hit the neck of the elephant rider.
The man with the armor did not expect the old man's throw even managed to hit his neck which was not protected by war armor, as a result he died and fell from the shoulders of the great beast.
Five elephants pulled the five pillars of Negri's palace. With a large mine, the animal walked so strongly that the support pole completely collapsed along with the collapse of half the Palace.
The rumbling of the ruins until it was heard hundreds of fathoms from the location point. Dust was scattering in the air, instead beginning to cover the sight of the people inside. Meanwhile, came again some elephants with almost the same task, flattening the houses of the inhabitants without remaining. Everything must be flat, as flat as the land in this place.
Meanwhile, this time the horsemen did the action, they got the task of hunting down anyone human who managed to get out of this country through the back gate of the Palace.
The swift footsteps of the black horse invited death, sprinting in rhythm with the sighs of the running people.
“Ahkkk...ahkk I started to hear people scream one by one. “Please save us, ahkkk..”.
“Quick nduk, fast!” One of the mothers pulled his son's arm quickly, while the father opened a jungle path on a hill with two palms. There were no more dozens of wounds and thorns that stuck all over the hands, which was important when running as fast as possible.
The snapping of the horses became clearer, making the spirit of the two old men even more burning. They must survive, must! If this leg could walk even without its flesh, surely the two old men would continue to run. It's just that, baby, the father had to stop.
“You run first, I'll lure them!” said the man, no matter what the pain all over his legs and hands was.
“But gaffer, we have to run together!”
The man kissed his daughter's forehead gently. “Of course nduk, I will definitely catch up with you after successfully attracting their attention. Now do not cry, and do not look back, run ahead. Hope if Surasena will find you.”
After saying that, the man left as quickly as possible with tears grazing toward the sound of the horse's foot clattering.
“There is one man running in that direction!” squeak one of the Demon Bat warriors. “Kill him!”
“Ahkk!” squeak the old man.
His wife turned a deaf ear to hear the scream, clearly the husband was dead. Without wasting any more time, he ran quickly along with his little daughter who was carried in the back.
That woman crying? Of course, the sacrifice of the husband should not be wasted. So all his might he ran up the small hill, brushing aside all the bushes that were blocking the way.
“Mbok...bapak..mbok...” whine little girl.
“Hustt..” The woman hinted her daughter to be quiet. “Your father is fine, now you have to be quiet good, we will gather again later with father!”