THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
FALL ONE BY ONE

"Not many mouths of demon men! Look whip!"

The black whip on Lah Simpong's left hand flashed. His voice was like lightning. The tip of the whip very quickly, difficult to see by the ordinary eye, whack to the face of the red veil. Before this attack arrived, Lah Simpong followed up with a black iron toya attack. The two ends of the roaring toya turned like hundreds in number and charged into the dozen or so body parts of the Sukma-replicating Demon. 

The one under attack chuckles. "Take out all your cleverness, Lah Simpong. Otherwise, half of the face you'll be a corpse". 

"Your body will fall first, devill". 

The end of the whip struck fiercely onto the face of the Devil of the Desolation of Sukma, while the iron toya of another second would surely crush the bones of the members of the Devil of the Sooty. 

But at the eye's shock the Devil-Acting Sukma clinched the sleeve of his red robe. A violent wind of blows infiltrated between the whips and continued to hit Lah Simpong. The body of this Black Blood Beggar member fell sitting on the floor. His face was pale as a corpse. He's trying to get up. His body was limping down a sign he was badly injured inside. 

"Now give up your death, Lah Simpong!". 

Devil Uprooting Sukma raised his right hand and then pulled back quickly. Lah Simpong's body was like being pulled by a brave iron, sucked up two spears in the face, then fell face down. Blood bled his mouth. Arrived until. 

White was the face of the two Black Blood Beggar Guild Leaders. The other members stood up as stiff. They felt like their own lives were lost when they witnessed Lah Simpong's death. 

"Your violence has seemed so terrible, the Devil of the Depilation Sukma”, said the Beggar of Limping Legs. "Don't expect you'll be able to leave this place safely!". 

The crippled Leg Beggar took two steps forward. "Start, Devil”, his challenge. 

The Devil Uplifting Sukma laughed coldly. The limp Leg Beggar snorted. "You don't have the guts to get started?! Then welcome my punch!". 

The Beggar with a limp leg raises his right hand. But two members of the Society jumped into the middle of the circle. They are two brothers Pair Pawasan Garuda who were once poor fakir-fakir at the foot of Mount Salak, but who was then successfully dragged by the Chopped Leg Beggar to enter the Black Blood Lacquer Society. 

"Chairmen, if you take care of this man, leave it to us!”, said the oldest Pair of Garuda Claws. 

Although his blood was boiling but the Limping Leg Beggar who believed in the ability of the two members immediately backed down. "Clean up quickly!”, he said. 

"Ah again the kroco nations are told to go forward", insulting the Devil of the Soekma. 

"Kroco or something, but know your life is just some Devil's eyeball". 

Devil Uplifting Sukma snorted. "Broastly!”, he said. 

And at that time the whips of the opponent were roaring like a typhoon, attacking towards the neck and legs, then alternating regularly and quickly slashing into the chest and into the stomach. In an instant, then the Devil Uplifting Sukma was already wrapped in a fluttering whip attack. Red robes and veils fluttered with the harshness of the black whip of both opponents. 

"Hemm... Your whip game can be too! But I want to see if I can take a punch kicking the sky over this cloud?!". 

Having said that, the Devil-Attracting Sukma pitched his left foot in the face and slammed the right palm from the bottom up. At that moment, the two members of the Black Blood Beggar's Society rolled down. But once it was slapped, once the two woke up again, though with a cold sweat and similarly realized that themselves on the inside were severely injured. 

Both are snarling. The black whip whipped ferociously. While the left hand that forms the claws of the Garuda bird with incredible speed snatched into the face and into the chest of the Devil of Sukma. 

"Oh so you guys are a Pair of Garuda Claws huh?!", said the Devil of Sukma who knows the game silat his two opponents. 

On the contrary, the two members of the Black Blood Beggar's Association were apparently not willing to love anymore. Their powerful attacks they followed with four kicks at once. The Devil of the Pluck Sukma loudly tweeted. It feels like breaking the eardrums to hear it. As soon as the suit disappeared, then from his left hand struck a red beam that burst out like a fan attacking a Pair of Garuda Paws at once. 

The limp Leg Beggar held his breath. "The blow of the red fan”, implying the head of this Black Blood Beggar, was a Blind-Eye Beggar though unable to see, yet his sharp feelings as well as his incredible hearing, were, secretly also know the science of what blows the opponent has unleashed. 

The room was quiet in the cemetery. Once again the Devil of Sukma revocation looked up and let out a sound of laughter. From the direction of the door stepped lightly a member of the Black Blood Beggar Guild. His body is high. Looks spooky. His mustache and beard were sharp and one of his eyes was small. 

"Chairmen, let me the Eye of the Cripple make a reckoning with that man". 

Both the Beggar of Limp Legs and the Blind-Eye Beggar both shook their heads. Picak's eyes are the highest-ranking members of his science and have shrewdness in playing the secret weapon "black blood spikes". Therefore, the heads of the Black Blood Beggar Association were equally entrusted, that their highly skilled members could defeat the formidable opponent. 

Picak's eyes turned the body against the Devil of the Soekma. "The Devil of the Plenipotentiary", he said, "I'm a Beggar of the Fierce Eye please be given some Lessons from you".

"Aw... Picak's eyes, you've got a little density. Good I forgive your soul. But quick matchsticks you got eye seeds and then leave this place".

The teeth and molars of the Great Beggar's Eyes were laying. "Your allegiance is as high as the sky as the Devil's Uplifting Sukma. But do you think you have a double life!". 

lblis of Sukma Lapture laughs. “Forgiveness is challenging" 

"Easy! No need to talk to you at length! Get started!".

“Because you asked to be sent to the afterlife, then you start first, Pickak Eyes!", said the Devil of the Pluck Sukma with a jumawa. 

Hearing this the Beggar's Eyes Peculiar did not hesitate anymore. As it flew, its body shot to the face. Four roaring kicks, six storming punches. 

Secretly Demon Lifting Sukma was surprised to also see the prowess of this one opponent. He snapped fiercely and flashed quickly. His body disappeared. The prowess of his body let out a rushing wind that stemmed the entirety of the opponent's attack. 

Curious Beggar Picak Eyes dredged his patched shirt pocket. "See nails!" yells. 

Twelve poisonous black spikes shot out against the twelve body parts of the Life-Acting Devil. This hooded man snarled and clenched his hands together. Then came the screams of the Beggar of the Eyes. Six of his poisonous black blood spikes turned around and pierced through his body while the other six were mentally into the attic. 

The eyes of the Beggar of Limping Legs and the other surviving members of the Society, the Blind-Eye Beggar with no eyes appeared to have his face shrunken in suspense. 

"Devil of the Pluck" opens the voice of the Blind Eye Beggar. "We are both black. Between my side and yours there is no hostility. Why intervene so violently?!" 

"Ah, I'm tired of hearing that talk of you into that too. However, I do not want to be equated with one group with you. I'll give you five eyes for you and your limp partner to reflect and fulfill my request" 

Five eyes passed by in a tense atmosphere of silence. 

"You stubborn humans and you big-headed dog!", snapped the Devil-Treating Sukma, "See this!". 

His pair of hands were stretched out to the face, and two streaks of red radiance that burst out like a fan charged towards the thirteen members of the Black Blood Beggar Guild. The Lame Leg Beggar and the Blind Eye Beggar were shocked. Hurriedly both hit their hands to finish but missed. Across it were thirteen members of the Black Blood Beggar Association who were slashing against the wall and falling piled up without lives. Their bodies were ripe red as roasted. Then the wrath of the two leaders of the Black Blood Beggars. The two advance together. 

"He.. he, two silat figures who are said to be shrewd and famous, in fact only empty names, attack main crackle!”, said Devil Uplifting Sukma in a loud voice.

SERIATE....