THE SUN GOD SWORD
The Great War 15
“Dad, are you okay?” bengal Cokro asked, his face was so worried because the father did not respond to his words, even Darma Cokro's eyes remained closed without even opening. “I beg to endure father, I will..”.
Darma Brown bled red blood from her eyes, from her ear holes and from her nose. When Bengal Cokro glanced down at the bottom of the father's body, apparently very severe injuries had occurred in that part.
Darma Cokro's entire leg looks crushed down to the groin. The Bengal of Cokro hastened to inspect the head of the father, and he could not believe the sight. The world seemed to be pitch-black, the young man could not accept.
There is a hole as big as a thumb through from under the body to the head. The energy Brangasan released turned out to be stronger than his appearance, no but sharper.
“Ma..sorry..aku..” Darma Cokro muttered a little before finally exhaling his last breath.
“No...no, don't go Daddy, don't go...!” Bengal Cokro moves the body of the father, but for nothing, Darma Cokro is dead.
The man should not die so easily, but the golden protective technique focused all the energy to create a protective shield from all directions, except from the bottom in the sense of the ground floor.
Because Brangasan's attack had greater sharpness compared to the other attacks, Darma Cokro's unprotected lower body could not withstand the force of the attack.
“This is my strength..” chuckles little Brangasan see the death of Darma Cokro. “I think he is stronger than I thought, but apparently do not know the weakness of his own science, too bad. This fight is getting a little boring!”
“What's in..” Mahesa had just arrived, she was about to ask but her question came to a halt after seeing Darma Cokro's body lying lifeless, blood coming out from all over the base of her legs. “No way, what happened real..”.
Mahahesa had not yet finished her words, a streak of light swiftly heading towards the center of her chest. “Body of war gods!” mahesa reflexively hardened her muscles, instantly her skin was as hard as steel.
Brangasan's attack did not succeed in killing the man, but even though he already had skin as hard as steel, Mahesa was still injured due to his attack.
Sungsang Geni's friend was knocked back ten fathoms, there was a small hole in the middle of his chest, but not too deep and did not have time to penetrate his breastbone.
“Wah, you have a hard body!” brangasan said, his eyes narrowed but his smile still looked condescending. “I want to see if your hard body can beat my strongest style.”
Mahesa glanced at the corpse of Darma Cokro, the man already understood that one of the five strongest people in Surasena was dead for sure because of underestimating the appearance of Brangasan weapons. Yes, there are more warriors dying just from underestimating the enemy too much.
“Thir rush of death from the sky!” Brangasan did a powerful sieve towards Mahesa.
Mahesa is not a mercurial warrior, even he does not have the knowledge to relieve the body until now. So getting an attack that fast, it was impossible to make the man dodge. The only thing he did was to channel a lot of energy in his body, putting the skin at its maximum level of hardness.
The three streaks of light exploded before reaching Mahesa's body. Two streaks of light that rushed from the front, stopped instantly after the golden dragon sword stuck right in front of Mahesa.
Both Mahesa and Brangasan looked to the side, seeing Bengal Cokro standing with a terrible little smile, as if he had now been possessed by a demon.
“Mahesa, I will serve this man alone.” said Bengal Cokro. “Find another opponent, I'll avenge my father's death.”
Mahesa was about to refute, but did not so after feeling the energy coming out of the Bengal Cokro body overflow uncontrollably. Even that energy had passed through the energy that Darma Cokro possessed.
“Killing me, don't..”
Brangasan's words stopped after a single sword darted rapidly towards him. The Bengal Cokro heirloom sword is almost similar to the sword used by his grandfather, Darma Guru. The sword could split itself into three parts, and due to the techniques that Bengal Cokro mastered, it could be controlled easily.
The Bengal Cokro attack was quite accurate, Brangasan was only able to move a little making his face hurt tips long enough. “Ahkkk.
The left hand of the Bengal Cokro raised into the sky, instantly the golden dragon sword his father had followed the movement of his hand. The golden dragon sword was an heirloom capable of turning big, but unfortunately it was heavier than the heirloom sword of the Bengal Cokro.
Not only that, because the sword was quite heavy the sword movement had become a little slower than it should have been.
“Are you sure?” mahesa asked, looking doubtful of the decision of Bengal Cokro.
“Yes, I will not die.” the answer is short.
Mahesa gulped her saliva, before she finally left the Bengal Cokro fight against Brangasan. There were many people to help the man, and there were many enemies to defeat. Now the enemy he was referring to was at the end of his eyes, being confronted by Reerintih, his lover.
“Whimpering,” said the man. “Badness, you think I can't be angry.” Mahesa ran like a rhino, towards a man who was her lover's opponent.
“Letting your friend go away just like that!” Brangasan. “You are confident that you can defeat me, if you know me..”.
Brangasan was struck back once more, after one Bengala Cokro sword almost stabbed his neck. If he had not fended off the attack with his bamboo twig, his neck would have been dated.
“You!” furious Brangasan.
“Do not talk much..” The Bengal Cokro moved quickly, every sword he aimed almost made Brangasan die instantly. Meanwhile, the golden dragon sword once attacked could split the ground deeply.
The Bengal Cokro movement is increasingly random and difficult to predict its arrival. Without realizing it, now his level had broken through the peak without a match, and now he had been at the beginning of the demon swordsman.The entire chakra in his body was opened due to the wrath stirring within the body.
The energy within the young man was like being pumped, and continuing to flow profusely made his swordplay even more terrifying.
He unleashed three sword attacks simultaneously, one attack could be avoided easily, but the second attack was forced to be restrained by Brangasan with all his ability. And the third strike broke the tip of the bamboo branch. Not only that, the attack was still on the move and managed to slice the sweet ear of Brangasan.
“Cannot..” Brangasan could hardly believe he could be hit twice by the young man before his eyes. “You...”.
Brangasan opened his eyes wide, after realizing the level of the young man he was fighting against had reached the demon swordsman. Apparently sadness, anger and resentment have made the power of Bengal Cokro rise.
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