Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 64 Attack in the Middle of the Night
Night began to creep around the village. Night insects begin to sing, filling the silence with do’a-do’a that can only be understood by the animal nation, such as lullabies for leaves and grass that have been tired all day long shouldering the sun.
Villagers sleep in an uneasy peace with memories of the humiliating events experienced by the delinquents Pradipa had driven away almost naked. But the silence will not last until morning. The hoodlums reported the incident that befell them to their leader, the black swordsman named Taring Satan.
They hope their leaders will take away the shame they are experiencing. Yet they gained more than that, their heads bouncing away in a single jolt.
“Basic begundal moron!” Pekik swordsman Taring Satan. “Tonight we go to that village. I wonder if the swordsman they were referring to was still there or not. If not, burn the village. I want my treasure back.” The Swordsman of the Devil's Taring had his men prepare to level the village with the ground that night as well.
The Devil's net has long been a black swordsman as well as a robber who likes to plunder the villages they pass through. He earned the nickname as the swordsman of the Devil's Taring not for no reason. He has a pair of long fangs which he uses to suck the blood of his opponents.
His face was hideous, he had a bald head with a mouth as wide as a serpent's mouth. His body was large in height and completely pale in color like a corpse. Every time he sucks the blood of his opponents, at that very moment he sucks the devotion of his opponents. Every victory would be a new strength for him. It will be very excited when faced with a high-scientific swordsman. If he won, then he would have the power of his opponent.
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Pradipa has booked two rooms for himself and Niken. Both of them were still awake in their respective rooms, waiting for an attack that might happen suddenly. They had memorized the gurgles of the begundals, who utilized silence to create chaos.
Hordes of Demon Taring warriors and his men secretly infiltrated into the village. They burned down one house after another. The silence of that peaceful night turned to hell. The villagers were screaming hysterically. Banging spanked. Pradipa and Niken immediately rushed out of the inn, bouncy approaching the source of the chaos.
“If you guys are looking for us, then there is no need to burn these houses.” Pradipa.
“You guys became heroes of the village today! Good, I haven't fought with a swordsman in a long time. My moves are bloodthirsty. Prepare you to go to hell.” Said the Devil Fing swordsman.he released his black energy which was full of poison. The cold night air turned into stuffy and smelly carrion.
Pradipa countered the challenge by releasing his energy radiance. The two then exchanged attacks at high speed. Niken did not want to stay still, he threw a grain of ice as big as a coffee bean towards the Devil's Taring warrior men. In a short time, the pale-headed bald swordsman had lost dozens of his men. Seeing that, he was very angry. But he could not do much more than have to avoid Pradipa's punches very quickly.
Swordsman Taring Satan must act quickly so as not to lose many men. So he used the mainstays of the warriors he had defeated. Pradipa a little desperate. Pradipa took out his magical heirloom which he hid inside his body. A long and large keris was black in color which emitted a blue light. East Star Keris, the magic weapon he got from his teacher's gift.
The kris counteracted all the poison thrown by the Devil's Fingers. In one slash, the keris that had been fed with high energy bulldozed and destroyed whatever was in front of him. The Swordsman of the Devil's Fangs did not dare to fend off the attack from the magic weapon, preferring to bouncy and disguise himself in the darkness. His body was invisible, but his radiance of energy could still be captured by Niken and Pradipa so that wherever he hid, his existence would be revealed.
“Niken, you finish that delinquent, let me take care of that bald swordsman.” Pradipa.
“Good, sister.” Niken once again threw the grains of ice at the useless delinquents who became the lackeys of the Devil's Taring. There was no significant resistance because they were not all warriors. Only the bouncer is feared by ordinary citizens.
Pradipa pursues the warrior Taring Satan in the darkness of night. The black-flow swordsman knew that all the knowledge he had could not defeat Pradipa with his magic weapon. So he used his dirty tactics, holding one of the citizens hostage so that Pradipa stopped attacking him.
“Hahaha..drop your weapon or this woman will lose her life.” Said the Devil fang swordsman who was gripping the neck of a pregnant and frightened woman. No one dared to come closer. Even the husband of the woman prefers to hide in the cow cage rather than sacrifice himself for his wife who is pregnant with her child.
“You are not man enough to face your death, bald swordsman!” pradipa.
“My name is Taring Satan. Never call me a bald swordsman!” The swordsman Taring Satan.
“Yet your head is completely bald. Maybe your hair wouldn't grow on the head of a coward like you.” Pradipa said that he provoked the anger of the Devil's Taring warrior while turning his brain to find a way to save the woman.
“Kak Pradipa, leave this matter to me.” Said Niken. Pradipa doesn't know what Niken will do. But he could do nothing in the situation and allowed Niken to try it.
Niken intends to use the Singing of the Introduction to Dream to paralyze his opponent. He began to blend the song softly with a voice that contained a high energy, leading the energy to a Satanic swordsman.
The warrior was stifled, but it was too late to realize that he was already controlled by the singing of Niken which robbed him of consciousness. The sword closed its eyes, falling asleep in a standing position with a smile. His spirit escaped from his body which suddenly collapsed. The Devil's Fingers sleep forever.
Pradipa did not think that Niken had a deadly style that even he could not handle. ‘It is only fitting that he could cripple that terrifying Blood River warrior. If only he had not lost a lot of energy at that time, he could have paralyzed the Black River and the Orange River.’ Batin Pradipa's.
After the fight was over, all the villagers flocked to approach, extinguishing some of the burning houses, helping some of his wounded comrades, and taking care of some of the corpses of the Devil's Fangs.
“Thank you sir and miss swordsman, if this master and lady are not in our village, then maybe we are lifeless as the next village had experienced a few days ago.” Said one of the villagers.
“Uncle no longer need to worry now. The gang of criminals has gone extinct along with their leader.” Pradipa.
Until dawn, the new residents can breathe freely. It may take a long time to remove the trauma from that night's attack. As they searched again for the figure of the two warriors who had helped them, Niken and Pradipa had far darted through the forest. They did not want to get too involved in the emotional bond of the villagers they had just helped.
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