THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
MALING RANCID

The person standing by the river greeted the attack by waving his left hand. Even if you wave it, the two poisonous knives are mental. Shocked by the Luwing Tread made this man let out a stifled cry. 

“Man deliberately looking for disease, who are you ?” his tan snapped and quietly gestured for his two men to get ready and take a locked position. 

Yang asked. “There are no fuss what's here ?!”.

 “Ee kunyuk gondrong !,” maki one of Tapak Luwing's men. “You dare. talk crazy with the soldiers of the Duchy?!” 

“Oh.. . so you Duchy warriors..”. The man by the river, let out a snorting sound. “I know Duchy soldiers do not like violent affairs, let alone kill humans in this way.” 

Meanwhile. Kratomlinggo who was about to escape, heard there was a new commotion behind him slowly turned his head and turned his body and stopped behind a tree. What he saw then was completely unexpected. 

“We don't have to hide who we are from these human-faced monkeys said Tapak Luwing. 

“Well, frankly nicer”, chiming men by the river. “Tell me who you are”. 

“Before we know who we should immediately kneel for mercy”, said Tapak Luwing pongah. 

“Eh, why is that?''

Thinking that Kratomlinggo had escaped and was no longer in that place, the Father Luwing said : 

”Know. Three Blacks from Kali Comel never let the breathing continue a runyam prick who meddled in affairs”. 

“Ooo-be. So you Three Blacks from Kali Comel, savage robbers without humanity ? Quick.. fast looks you guys black like arang”.

“Haram incense ! Accept my cleaver !”, shouted the Tapak Luwing man on the right. 

With a light movement he jumped from the horse's back, with a piece of his machete flashed towards the batok of the head of the young man who stood still even with a laugh. 

Suddenly with incredible speed the young man leaped backwards. The attack of the Luwing Tread men on the empty place. Because it was so troubled and perverted, the man staggered himself. Before he could balance his body, one kick hit his butt. 

“Man does not know compaction. The talking man was cut off at will. Feel it yourself by you”. 

Seeing his comrades and men being played so much that they fell on the ground, Tapak Luwing and his other men immediately jumped from the horse. 

“Tell your name first, kunyuk”, snapped Site Luwing. “If not your spirit will stop free”. 

“You speak too high. If you want to know my name, go forward”.

Laughing with laughter the Luwing Tread swarmed to the face. The strike was swift, while his left hand was like a sledgehammer slashing towards the heart of the opponent. This is the jurus “angin raging uprooted trees” which is not if the terrible. 

“Ah, apparently you have a reliable science as well eh ?”, mock the opponent who was attacked. 

He ducked to avoid the strike then jumped to the side to avoid punching the opponent and with lightning fast then his open right hand burst between the two attacks of the opponent, hardened towards the forehead of the Luwing Tread. 

The Black Three Heads of Kali Comel were not low-scientific people. Otherwise, it would be useless for him to be the head of the feared plot for many years along the Comel Kali and the border. 

With a whip, with a powerful blow out, Tapak Luwing made an incredible move. His body held one spear up and in the jump his right leg roared the opponent's face and at the same time from the back roared the machete of the Tapak Luwing's men towards the young man's back that's. The one who was attacked by whistling. 

“Akh, you really want my soul. But I guess it's not time to” yet. 

This young man flashed. His knees bent both his hands spinning like a cycle and : “bluk ..... buk”. 

Tapak Luwing's men gouged backwards, vomiting blood and sprawling on the ground. Luwing's own palm groaned in pain as the opponent's arm struck right into his shins. 

At that moment the man from Tapak Luwing who had been kicked by his buttocks had woken up again and violently launched a fierce attack. But his fate is also unlucky. Once his opponent flashed then his goal should be hit by the opponent's elbow. This one also collapsed following his friend. 

Feeling the pain in his legs, seeing his two men made so much, completely the Luwing Tread almost felt like a dream person. Is it presumably the time, this plot led him to find “batu”? 

For years of adventuring and becoming the Leader of the Black Three Plot of the New Comel Times that day he saw with his own eyes how his two men were made to lie in just one buzz. Even he himself felt the scars of his opponent, a young and completely unknown opponent. 

With full fury Tapak Luwing channeled his inner power through the right arm directly to the machete, while his left hand at that time was already holding three poisonous knives. Both of his legs were stretched out, his waist slightly bent to the face. The hand that holds the knife is raised slightly backward while the right hand holds the machete straight forward. 

“Do you know this style, young bastard ?!”. 

“Ah... only jurus “spread flowers piercing fruit”, even wrinkled grandmothers can know him”, said the young man. 

Not only did Tapak Luwing become furious ridiculed in such a way, but he was also surprised to see that his opponent could guess the style he was going to release. To cover up his shock Tapak Luwing said: 

“You already know the name of this style, very good. But also know that this is your death. It's good to tell your name right now so you can't curiously”. 

“Already.... don't bacot much. Prove the prowess of the moves you rely on it”. 

Tapak Luwing laughed coldly. His body is getting slouched. Almost invisible he moved his left hand then the three knives he held knew had slashed once towards the young man. 

The first leads to the neck shaft, the second tweets to the chest and the last thumpes down the abdomen. 

Not only was the power of the blade great considering that it was only thrown with the left hand, but also the places it attacked were also deadly dangerous places. 

At the second the poisonous knives shot to the face, at that moment also the Luwing Tread lunged and turned the machete with a whip. The wind thrust of the machete that. roaring adds to the tightness of the power of the three knives. Then that's the jurus “spread rnenusuk fru” flowers. Knives and machetes followed. 

The young man thrust his left hand in the face. A violent wind struck and knocked down all three knives. Luwing's palm exclaimed in shock as two of the blades were from the wind thrust of the opponent's punch turned towards him. Inevitably Tapak Luwing was forced to use his machete to tear down the two knives. 

“Tring 

Two poisonous knives were broken and thrown away. 

The movement to fend off these two blades made the Luwing Tread forget about its self-defense instantly. When he put up the new horses, then the opponent's right palm was already very close to his head. The Black Three Head of Kali Comel uses his machete to cut off the opponent's arm but less quickly, because the young man's left arm more quickly infiltrated the elbow connection. 

“Krak” 

“Plak” 

Palak Luwing complained and dug backwards. Arm's broken. His forehead hit by the opponent's palm is sick and hot not playing. On the skin of the forehead now appears a picture of Trisula. 

The Luwing Tread tried to drain the power within and set the path of his blood. But its power is extinct. Cold sweat washed all over his body. His forehead was hot, sick and the scenery was twitching. Knee gontai. 

“Keparat”, hissing Tread Luwing. 

“Ee... can still cuss?” 

“If today I get hurt don't assume you've been cheating on me young. One day I'll find you and break your neck.”. 

The Luwing Tread took out three flying knives with its left hand. Very quickly the weapon was thrown towards the young man and then as quickly as that he turned his body to escape. 

The young man jumped to the side. Two knives passed on his right left. The third knife was thrown with a left hand. Then, with two fingers of his right hand, he sent a long distance tootokan, exclaiming the young man: 

“Why go in such a hurry ? I talked to you just not finished”. 

Kontan at that time also the body of the Luwing Tread became stiff tense unable to move anymore. 

The young man laughed and turned to the big tree by the river. 

“Brothers hiding behind trees, come out. I want to talk to you” too. 

Kratomlinggo who was standing behind the tree was shocked. But knowing that the young man was not from the evil faction, then without hesitation he immediately came out. After all, the story of the Luwing Tread earlier who claimed that he and his friends were the Black Three Plotters from Kali Comel made him feel the need to do further investigation. 

“Brother, what has happened here before with you and friends ?”. 

“Long story, brother. But earlier if I may know what your name is ?” 

“I Rangga”, replied the young man. 

“I Kratomlinggo. My poor friends and I are both from Bojongnipah village. We intend to go to Kotaraja”. 

So Kratomlinggo also said everything, ranging from the matter of crazy taxes drawn by Ki Lurah Kundrawana to the death of his four friends. 

Rangga or Rangga Geblek aka Pendekar Trisula Death shook his head. 

“I have long heard the name of their depraved plotters. This one if not mistakenly named Tapak Luwing. It is fitting that for the last few years they did not look unfortunate across the Comel Kali. Apparently making a crime here”. 

“And surely these criminals cooperate or become an accomplice of Ki Lurah Kundrawana”. 

“By so,” sahut swordsman deadly trident. “But they may also be the culprit who extortion Ki Lurah”. 

Kratomlinggo. 

“So clearly let this one bastard we ask”, said Rangga Geblek anyway. 

He stepped closer to the Luwing Tread to release the tootokan on the body of the head of the Black Three Plots. But just one act he stepped suddenly once flashed a body figure from the darkness. This creature instantly grabbed the waist of the Luwing Tread and carried away its escape. 

Kratomlinggo. The Trident of Death shouted: 

“Maling rancid. Stop !!”. 

In response, there was the sound of laughter coming from the person who had escaped the Luwing Tread. 

“Rangga Geblek, young man. Don't think you're the only one who's good and powerful in this world. I'll wait for you tomorrow afternoon in Rawasumpang. I hope you have the guts to accept this invitation to your death. Ha... ha... ha ..” 

“Sompret correct. Who are you ? Stop”. 

“Block noon Rangg” 

With a furious death trident swordsman unleash a blow “maling throw stone” in the direction of the unknown man. The incomparably violent roar of the wind attacked the stranger. At that moment, there was a blue light. And the wind blows Rangga Geblek dammed like hitting a steel wall. 

Surprised the swordsman of the deadly trident. The punch he launched earlier was accompanied by almost a third of his inner energy. But the unknown man managed to tear down the blow. 

It is great that Rangga Geblek guesses that the person who brought the Luwing Site was the master of the Luwing Site. At least his sister. Or maybe a black magician who is friends with the Luwing Tread.

seriate....