War God
Joko Ireng The Purifier

On the return of Mosa and the God Slaughterer from the Organization of the Martial Masters, they did not return to the Nusatenggara area, by the God Slaughterer, they visited the Bromo area, there was his best friend, who founded Silat Nusantara College.

He has passed on his responsibilities, and handed over his College to his son to process it. And the College has grown and opened its branches all over the country. And he himself secluded himself, in the hermitage.

a few days before the arrival of the God and Mosa Slaughterers.

Joko Ireng, was traveling towards Mount Bromo. He felt a faint faint aura from the area. Joko Ireng was curious, were there any other Purifiers around? Although he knew, that when it was up there, he was the only one who slid down into this area. However this aura, slightly disturbed him.

Joko Ireng flashed quickly between the trees, and slid towards the coming aura. When he entered the Bromo Mountains, he stopped. The aura he felt was very thick. And it comes from the western slope, on top of the top of Mount Bromo. He walked on, and stood under the foot of the mountain. It's getting dark.

Without waiting for long, he flashed up to the top of the peak.having not yet reached the top, he stopped. And feeling astonished, the aura was now from below. He passed something ? Her thought. Back he flashed down, and stopped. he then watched the surroundings, and found something darker on the wall of the slope. He then walked on. And sure enough, there is a cave that is not wide. And when he was careful, there was a dim light emanating from the cave.

Joko Ireng, stomping his feet, and drifting into the cave, he landed at the mouth of the cave, without making a sound. But just a step inside, he was greeted with a very delicate voice.

" young man, what are you looking for this night ?"

Joko Ireng stopped. A moment later he answered

" are you a hermit ?"

after asking that question, Joko Ireng did not get an answer. But he felt a strong energy, as if someone was standing before him.

Joko Ireng then extended his hand, and a beam of energy blocked the energy coming from within the cave.

Brr....

The cave was vibrating by the collision of two energies. And Joko Ireng pushed mumdur a few steps. He did not expect a great force to crash into the energy he released. A martial master ? Joko Ireng smiled. Time to start working, he thought.

When his feet were about to step, he came before him, stood an old man, his gray hair, and he was just wearing a black cloth, wrapped around his right shoulder to the bottom of his foot. His left shoulder is bare-chested.

this old hermit is named, ki Braka. After standing face to face with Joko Ireng, Ki Braka, was momentarily stunned and then stepped back in surprise. He faintly saw the red dot mark between the two eyebrows of Joko Ireng.

It is the sign of the Purifier. Hundreds of years ago, by his predecessors, it was said, that, The Purifier is the inheritance of those chosen. That sect or college, always had a person passed down as the Purifier. And this sect is very hard to find. They never show themselves to the outside world. They only appear ,swratus once a year. Even the people they sent as Purifiers were their disciples. When the Disciple came out of the "Sect area, the Disciple could not return. Or rather, not to return. This was because, the existence of these hidden sects, was sealed. So that the outside world will not be able to find them.

After reassuring his vision, Ki Braka muttered softly

" has it been paled ?"

But what surprised him was, The Purifier, who came from this country. This means, since ancient times, there is a Sect elected from this Indonesian State, as one of the Purifiers.

the atmosphere that night was silent again.

" do you know me ?"

Ask Joko Ireng.

"sign ? I don't have a birthmark. "

" hh..then.really..."

" The Purifier" replied Joko Ireng.

Simultaneously with his answer, an invisible force exploded, making Ki Braka stagger backwards.

Joko Ireng, before his journey to Mount Semeru, by his teachers, ordered, that the ascendant has received a sign, and the command, he must kill the ascetic hermit he met. For from long ago, these hermits, who were their enemies.

The teaching of virtue, discovered by man, through this hermitage. And they teach man that the teachings of these virtues are not in line with the movement of the Purifier. Virtue teaches, tranquility, peace, and defies violence. On the contrary, Purification, carried out simultaneously, and by force, in order to make progress.

Refinement understands that to get something of quality, violence must be done. A rule is imposed on man, and strictly supervises the process, so that it is truly lived by man.

On the contrary, virtue opposes violence. What the hermits find in their hermitage, that a will cannot be imposed on others, for it will bring upheaval and resistance. And ultimately create imbalance.

" you.si.." Ki Braka, feel the great power of this young man. It's ancient martial power.

However, Joko Ireng did not answer. He condensed the energy in his palm, his fingers forming claws, directly attacking towards Ki Braka.

Ki Braka is a martial hermit. The science is high, and high. Gaining this deadly attack, he sighed, and fended off.

Dhukk !!

The small cave trembled, which caused some of the rocks and ground in the sky of the cave to collapse. Ki Braka was pushed back a few steps. He was very surprised by the strength of this young man. And he was even more amazed by this ancient power.

Shortly thereafter, there was an intense fight in the cave. While flashing, the two shadows attacked each other and rose towards the top. Tree trees around them are broken and fallen.The place they pass to reach the top was, on average, fallen trees and landslides.

If anyone blessed the incident, it would have frowned them. Because the fallen tree and the landslide were not from above, but the opposite.

Arriving at the top, Joko Ireng stared fixedly at Ki Braka. He didn't say a word. After standing still for a moment, Joko Ireng attacked again. Now he took out a sword that was only as big as the thumb of an adult hand, and one that was one meter long. The sword is red. Red by the blood of thousands or even millions of humans, since from Ancient times. That sword is the Sword of the Purifiers. Which has been inherited since partama time in use. This sword is thousands of years old.

An extremely terrifying aura emanated from that thin sword. Every time it was swung, it sounded like the sound of thousands of people screaming. And when this sword is cut off, it must drink blood.

Ki Braka, back several steps. He was horrified to see the sword. A bloodthirsty aura and a gripping eternal silence, radiated from the thin sword.

When Joko Ireng raised his sword, the instant the powerful aura of death pressed down on Ki Braka, he seemed to be hypnotized, and was still transfixed, as if all his strength had disappeared before the sword.

Joko Ireng slashed his sword, sounding a heartbreaking sound between the wind whirring the sword passed. In a moment, the sword came to Ki Braka, seconds apart, he seemed to wake up from his dream, but it was too late.

Craass

Fresh blood splashed everywhere. Ki Braka's body was split in two. After killing Ki Braka, Joko Ireng went down to the cave and waited. He was sure, some days, someone else would come. The disciple of the Hermit. It's definitely coming. With a doubt, if Ki Braka had a student out there, he would have started from here. After planning so, Joko Ireng, decided to stay in the cave where Ki Braka was imprisoned.