Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 293 Knitting Dragon Hair
Dragon hair is not just hair. The size of each strand is thicker than a ponytail, but smoother and slippery so that it can be used as a weaving material. Thick but smooth like a thread. Unexpectedly, the hair on the dreadful dragon head turned out to have a soft and slippery texture.
Even so, dragon stealth hair is not easy to cut. It takes a great deal of power if you want to cut it using an ordinary sword. In other words, only high-ability people could cut dragon hair so weaving cloth from dragon hair could only be done by Nyi Lohita-class warriors or stronger than that.
But the dragon hair given by the dragon demon was much different from the others. That hair was the demon hair of an ancient sea dragon. It was blood red, signifying its age of over twenty thousand years when the demon was still alive. Each strand has a length equivalent to a bamboo tree. No tool could cut him apart except for the demon power that was over ten thousand years old, the gods, the demons with peak magic, or the humans who had the power of gods.
The dragon hair scroll that the demon had given him had turned into a scarf with a length twice the height of Nala. Both had to stay overnight on the small island to complete the creation of the heirloom scarf. Batari Mahadevi tried to test it by exerting a little power of his fire and the result was that the shawl did not burn at all.
The rest, Nala put together an ancient dragon demon mustika, some mustika and natural rocks so that the shawl not only has strength and magic, but also lives the dragon soul in it.
“Is Nyi Lohita able to use this scarf, Tari?” ask Nala.
“I think he can. He will be very impressed with your work, Nala!” Batari Mahadewi smiled with satisfaction looking at Nala's heirloom scarf. Initially, he wanted to try to use the shawl based on his memory when observing Nyi Lohita performing her magic using her heirloom shawl moves. But he kept it off. He wanted Nyi Lohita to be the first to link his soul with the dragon soul residing in the shawl.
“When are you going to give me that shawl?” ask Nala.
“Secapnya, then we immediately go to meet the Gold Flute warrior, Ki Rangga Suluk. We have spent too long here,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“Then let's go. Fast track and I will wait for you in the usual place,” said Nala. Batari Mahadevi wrapped her hands around Nala's waist, and in a blink of an eye she reached the seashore of the coastal city. Fortunately the atmosphere was quiet. Otherwise, both of them would be mistaken for a pair of demons.
“Perfect. No one saw our arrival,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“Hahaha, you're a little careless. This place is usually crowded. If there are a lot of people at the moment, you will definitely make them run in a storm,” said Nala.
“Let's just relax, baby, I can tell which places are crowded and which ones there are no people. All right, I'm going first.” Batari Mahadevi gave Nala a small kiss on her cheek, then she darted away to the Virgin island. The more days, that girl always made it even harder to hold back. What can I do. He could only swallow until the time came.
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On the island of the Virgin, the incarnation of the heirloom of the god was again welcomed warmly, especially she was already known by the women inhabitants of the island.
Two middle-aged female warriors immediately drove her to the cottage of Nyi Lohita's residence. The simple cottage was always enveloped in the fragrant aroma of incense that was burned.
“As soon as you get back, beautiful lady. Did you make it?” ask Nyi Lohita. He was not sure that the girl had created a shawl in less than two days.
“Only can it be like this, aunty. My colleague who created it,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“Why didn't he come here?” ask Nyi Lohita.
“He was a boy,” replied batari Mahadewi.
“So that special guy is your lover?” said Nyi Lohita who was thrown away as she checked the heirloom weapon she had just received. Batari Mahadewi answered him with a smile and a somewhat embarrassed facial expression.
“We were lucky to meet a sea dragon demon. It was the demon who gave it to us,” replied Batari Mahadewi. “It's better aunt tried it, maybe aunt took a long time to adjust to that shawl.”
Of course the woman was even more surprised after hearing the answer from Batari Mahadewi. But he did not want to ask further because he felt his guest was reluctant to tell a story.
The Red Scarf leader sat cross-legged on the terrace of her cottage while holding her new heirloom scarf. He tried to connect his soul with the dragon soul that resides in the heirloom weapon in his lap.
Long enough he remained silent. His body and the heirloom scarf both emit a strength that is getting stronger until finally Nyi Lohita managed to make the heirloom scarf stay in his body.
“Bibi managed to master it,” said Batari mahadewi.
“It looks like I'm a match for this heirloom,” said Nyi Lohita.
“What if aunty tries to wear an heirloom shirt and tries to use that shawl. We can test it,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“How will we test it later?” ask Nyi Lohita.
“Aibi is enough to make a defense to hold my strength,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“We did on that page?” ask Nyi Lohita.
“It is better in a very large place, aunty,” replied Batari Mahadewi. The red-shawl warrior was preparing. He wore an heirloom dress given by Batari Mahadewi, then walked to the training ground is quite spacious. Some students who were training were asked to step aside and watch from a considerable distance.
Nyi Lohita exuded all her strength. Her new heirloom scarf danced and revolved around her body. The strength of the woman increased several times. Waves of power emanated from his body pushed the air around him so that a blow created that flew anything around him.
“Aibi is ready?” ask batari Mahadevi.
“Ya, I'm ready,” replied Nyi Lohita. The woman had never seen the power of Batari Mahadevi, so she could only guess how much power the beautiful girl who managed to expel the entire Tirayamani army from Mahabhumi.
Of course, that divine heirloom incarnation girl would not use all her strength to test the power of heirlooms like before. He only deployed an attack in the form of a fireball with a power equivalent to the ability of a medium-powered demonic creature.
The fireball shot out quickly and struck the defense created by Nyi Lohita with her navel scarf. A huge bang smashed the entire training ground into a pond that was wide and deep enough. Nyi lohita still survives in fine condition.
Of course, that brief strike made all of Nyi Lohita's disciples stop breathing. At first they thought that the master teacher had already been reduced to ashes, but they felt very relieved as soon as they saw the master teacher still standing gracefully.
“Taste enough, aunty. With the new power that aunty has, then aunty can face with a medium-powered demon,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“I really can't believe it. Not only about this heirloom, but also your strength. You didn't attack me seriously, miss.” Nyi Lohita. At that time, the swordsman of the red shawl could imagine how strong the demon army that would come to Mahabhumi for the umpteenth time would be.