Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 103 The Dark Lord
Bishnu and Raka immediately darted quickly to avoid the surprise attack carried out by Vidyana. The beautiful girl grinned with a savage look, as if she enjoyed every fight she went through, every threat of death that made her body feel a pleasant passion. Bishnu quickly retaliated against Vidyana's attack, a deep-powered blow which he sent through Vidyana's head, and the angel of death disappeared.
“Where it goes!” bishnu.
“Be careful, the energy beam is close to once.” Said Raka.
Nala just stood silently watching the fight. The little man was even more dangerous, but his existence was never considered so by any swordsman who fought with his brother. It was because Nala also did not like to fight as much as her brother.
“Awas, behind you!” yell Raka to Bishnu. Suddenly, rocks, gravel, and sand scattered and snatched towards Bishnu. The Wolves of Hell were dodging quickly, but a few pebbles had scratched some parts of his body.
“Sial! I hate this kind of fight the most. Alright then, take this!!” Bishnu floated and from above he poured his energy in towards the pile of rocks and pebbles that moved as if alive. The rock was falling apart. But quickly, the fragments re-assemble, becoming a monster that tempts Bishnu and Raka to attack.
When Bishnu and Raka took turns to attack the monster in front of them, the two did not realize from behind they had come hundreds of small rocks, tree branches, and, the wood and all sorts of things around it had shot out fast.
“Awas!”
“Beched!”
“Alright, I won't mess around anymore. Stay away from Bishnu. As far as possible.” Said Raka. He then changed his form into thousands of black butterflies that spread in the air. Bishnu who knew what Raka was going to do immediately went to dodge. He does not want to be exposed to painful attacks from the change of Raka form.
The butterflies that spread in the air formed a series of formations, like a giant net that would capture anything within its reach. The small, lifelike rock slid upward and attacked every butterfly that floated in the air, but none of the thousands of butterflies hit.
The rest, each of those thousands of butterflies were emitting powerful energy. Each flap of her wings releases a poison that forces Vidyana to re-emerge her form. The angel of death tried to dodge and get out of the butterfly formation that was on it. But he did not realize that there were invisible fine threads wrapped around his body the more he tried to move.
Nala realized the hardships her brother was experiencing. He did not stay still, the little man controlled the land around him, millions of dust scattered and attacked thousands of butterflies that were ensnaring his brother. Raka did not expect the little man looks nothing turned out to be able to destroy his mainstay style in one attack. Nala is involved.
Nala flew the surface of the ground until it filled the air, then the little man condensed every grain of soil in the air into a large chunk of earth and hardened like a rock. Inside that lump of earth, Raka had finished in a short time.
Bishnu really did not believe what he saw. ‘That little guy was a disaster.’ Bishnu then ran away while he still could. He did not want to suffer the same fate experienced by his companion. He cursed in his heart, ‘ is very unlucky, is that the two curses from the island of Hell? I didn't think the two were here. Truly this is a catastrophe.I must immediately report this matter to the Death Wing elders..’.
Vidyana was still unable to move. His body felt stiff after being exposed to the poison attack from Raka which manifested thousands of butterflies. Nala stepped closer to her sister, then she absorbed the poison in her brother's body with both hands, similar to the way Batari Mahadevi to save anyone who was exposed to the poison.
In a short time, all the toxins in Vidyana's body had disappeared. The poison seeped into Nala's body and the little man's body suffered nothing. Any kind of poison won't work for him. He himself did not know why he had this ability, because he never studied with anyone.
The two brothers continued their journey. Both are threats to both black and white groups. Soon, the two will arrive in the city of Swargadwipa.
Meanwhile, in the forest, another hiding place of a black band of warriors, the Black Crow Scribe reported what he had witnessed to the Red Tiger Warrior and the Wings of death.
“You are sure of what you observed from above?” ask the swordsman of the Wing of Death.
“True elder, there was no sign of the kingdom preparing anything. I think our movements are unknown to them.” The word of the Black Crow Demon swordsman.
“Have you ever done this kind of task before?” Ask the Red Tiger.
“Ki kinsmen doubt me?” ask the Black Crow Demon Swordsman.
“I don't mean that. I'm only worried about one thing. If they can read our plan, of course, they prepared not ordinary soldiers, but magic warriors from the white school. Do we see or can we feel the presence of magic warriors there?” ask the Red Tiger.
“What kind of magic swords do we mean? Every kingdom always has a special army and all of them must be great warriors. If you're afraid, yes, don't just run this plan. How outrageous.” The word of the Black Crow Demon swordsman.
“Patience, brother.” The word Death Wing swordsman tried to temper the anger of the Black Crow Demon swordsman.
“Please excuse me, elder. But I, as the swordsman of the island of Hell, will instead seek death. I don't care if I have to lose my life when I attack Swargadwipa.” The word of the Black Crow Demon swordsman.
“This is different, brother. Fighting for honor is different. So be patient, we can't be rash.” The word of the warrior Wing of Death.
A Red Tiger Swordsman's men suddenly came and reported something. “chairman, the Wolves of Hell were waiting outside. He said it was important.” The Red Tiger Swordsman and the Wing of Death came out of the room and met Bishnu.
“What's up, brother?” ask the swordsman of the Wing of Death.
“It's bad, elder. Two curses from the island of Hell are here.” Bishnu.
“You mean a beautiful swordsman and his sister?” ask the swordsman of the Wing of Death.
“True, elder. They just killed Raka.” Bishnu said in panic mixed with embarrassment as he fled.
“Who are they?” ask the Red Tiger Warrior to the Wing of Death.
“If not wrong, the swordsman girl named Vidyana, she has many nicknames, some call her the Angel of Hell and tone also dubbed her as the Angel of Death. As for his sister, I forgot her name, she was the one who would be a disaster. Not many know, and maybe they both do not realize, that the little boy is a droplet from the prince of darkness.” The word of the sword of the Wing of Death.