Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 298 The Battle of Ki Rangga Suluk
The four black warriors of Tirayamani went straight to the martial training ground which was in the back area of Ki Rangga Suluk's sanggar after they caught the golden flute swordsman who was waiting there. Only the four of them came, while the other black warriors were at the base they had and were waiting for the next news. They were very confident that Ki Rangga Suluk would die on that very night.
The inheritance clothes given by Batari Mahadewi made the power of Ki Rangga Suluk increase fourfold. That way, he could play his flute even better.
Batari Mahadewi and Nala will temporarily be spectators only, according to the request of the golden flute swordsman who wants to test his new strength.
The energy of Ki Rangga Suluk and his four opponents had definitely awakened some of the disciples who lived and slept in the hangar. They all came out to see what was going on.
“All of you, stay away from this place. Take care of the artists in front sangar!” Ki Rangga Suluk ordered.
“Good teacher,” said they were in unison. Then they darted to wake up the people who live in the front sanggar building to immediately move away considering that the black warriors usually do sneaky things and have the heart to kill anyone if they are desperate.
“Hahaha, why did you tell your students to leave! We have no interest in fighting them. Our goal tonight is to kill you alone,” said one of the black swordsmen.
“Don't dream! You're the ones who are going to die tonight!” Ki Rangga Suluk spoke calmly. He pulled out his flute, then played a beautiful song. The song sounded as a painful sound in the ears of the black warriors. With the increase in the strength of Ki Rangga Suluk, then the increase in strength that he can produce when playing his deadly weapon. Even that voice was also a bit of a nuisance to Nala.
The four black swordsmen exclaimed in annoyance at not expecting that the golden flute could be so influential to those who were high-class black warriors. They still survive to cope with the disturbance from the painful sound.
“Nala, don't you think that this golden flute is another way to easily conquer the Tirayamani warriors?” Batari Mahadevi asked Nala's opinion on the matter.
“True. But if you play it, I'd better go far and lock my ears tight. Ki Rangga Suluk's flute game also affects me although not how much,” said Nala.
The strength of Ki Rangga Suluk and his flute was not enough to make his four opponents faint. They just survive and can do nothing but protect their ears and consciousness with the power they have. It becomes a difficult choice. Ki Rangga Suluk also could not continuously spend his energy flowing in the flute sound waves. Inevitably, the golden flute warrior exerted all his strength to use his ultimate skill, the Devil Killing Flute.
The sound of the flute grew even more painful for the four black warriors. It didn't take long, the four warriors collapsed. Unfortunately, it was just a trick. As soon as Ki Rangga Suluk stopped his game, they suddenly got up and attacked the golden flute swordsman with great speed!
Ki Rangga Suluk did not have time to avoid the surprise attack. He only created a shield of inner power to protect himself from the attack of his opponents. The Tirayamani swordsman's attack created a considerable explosion. Smoke billowing. They were sure Ki Rangga Suluk's body had been destroyed. But they were quite shocked when they still felt the radiance of energy from Ki Rangga Suluk's body. The Golden Flute Swordsman suddenly came out from the puff of smoke and he immediately shot towards his four opponents with a series of beautiful moves.
Ki Rangga Suluk was much more agile and agile than the four opponents. Besides being a dancer, she is also a dancer. His body movements were completely illegible to his opponents. Then several high-powered blows could land smoothly on the bodies of each of his four opponents.
“Keepat you! How can you survive our attack?!” said one of the black warriors.
“I told you, you're looking to die if you come here!” ki Rangga Suluk. He himself also did not believe, the inheritance clothes given by Batari Mahadevi could protect it well. In fact, the poison attacks from his four opponents did not work for him at all.
“Alright, but we haven't put out all our capabilities. Look carefully!” the four black swordsmen turned into half-demon humans. Their strength increased much greater.
“Wait first. We have never seen firsthand the power of the heirloom shirt if worn by the class swordsman Uncle Rangga. If he cannot defeat the four warriors with the help of heirloom clothes, it seems like our struggle is still very hard to face the warriors of Tirayamani,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“For a while, I was thinking that doesn't mean uncle Rangga can't use a sword, right?! We just give him the heirloom machete, let him use it as he can,” Nala said.
“Good idea!” Batari Mahadewi immediately took an heirloom bundle in Ki Rangga Suluk's living room. Then he quickly darted out. “Uncle Rangga, use this!” Batari Mahadevi threw the five-sack rice machete towards Ki Rangga Suluk, the old swordsman caught it deftly.
“Then this is the case, maybe it's a fair bit our fight! Unconscious of you, from earlier you ganged me!” ki Rangga Suluk.
“Cih, with the cleaver what can you do!” said the black swordsman whose head had been overgrown with three long horns.
“Maybehead your neck!” Ki Rangga Suluk's. He poured his power into the heirloom machete. Instantly, the machete was increasingly emitting a bright light that made the night not too dark.
The four half-stealth warriors realized the power radiance from Ki Rangga Suluk was increasing after the man united his strength with the heirloom machete. They again attacked the swordsman as well as the artist together.
Although Ki Rangga Suluk is not a swordsman, it does not mean he cannot use a sword. He and an heirloom machete in his hand were dancing to grab the bodies of his four opponents. That wagon can't be fended off. It can only be avoided. Once they fended off, their hands broke even though they exerted strength to create an energy shield. Meanwhile, to avoid Ki Rangga Suluk's attack is not an easy matter. The old warrior could move agilely and quickly.
The fight ended with the condition of the four warriors of Tirayamani which was very sad. Their bodies were split into pieces because they could not withstand the power of the heirloom machete. In fact, Ki Rangga Suluk only uses makeshift styles. All he relied on was strength and agility.
“Uncle fights great!” Batari Mahadevi gave praise. The thing that had just happened was the second time he had seen the magic heirloom weapon being used since he had handed over one of the heirlooms of his creation to the swordsman of a thousand swords. The machete could function well even if it was not used by a swordsman. The key is indeed the achievement of the strength of those who use the heirloom.
“Two heirlooms of your gift is what saved me,” said Ki Rangga Suluk, “untunglah, because although my strength increased, it turns out my golden flute can not kill the warriors,” he continued.
“There is no harm in uncle saving the heirloom machete. If not used by warriors like uncle, this machete will actually harm those who use it,” said Nala.
“Alright then, I will save it and use it in the crucial moments,” said Ki Rangga Suluk.
“Uncle do not worry, tomorrow I will try to make an heirloom flute for uncle,” Batari said Mahadewi.
“Yes, tonight you must rest. Tomorrow we continue talking,” said Ki Rangga Suluk.
Ki Rangga Suluk sent his students who had returned to settle the remnants of his fight with the four warriors of Tirayamani. While Nala and Batari Mahadewi are welcome to rest in the guest room that has been prepared.
As the morning approached, no news was received by the group of black warriors who had been waiting overnight at their headquarters. Thus, they concluded that the mission of their four mainstay warriors had failed. That means they have to worry. If Ki Rangga Suluk could defeat their four mainstay warriors, then the golden flute warrior could also finish them all off easily. With a heavy heart, they had to leave the royal city of Mahatmabhumi immediately before their tracks and hideouts were smelled by the palace warriors who began to move in search of them all.