The Red Ruby Swordsman's
Boil Shouts

Mahendra immediately spurred his horse to arrive at the wind village. While his friends just quietly followed with a thousand question marks. Really Mahendra felt a strange thing on his feelings as if something had happened.

The atmosphere in the village was already so chaotic, Narendra was so chaotic with his body tied up with black magic. Some men laugh to see that Yun is no exception who is so happy to make Narendra like this, he is so hearty to betray his village just because of personal problems.

"How does Narendra feel?" The question drew near to Narendra's body, which was covered in blood and wounds.

"You're not really human!" Those are the words that come out of his lips.

"This is still song!"

Ctarrr! Ctarrr!

There was a whipping sound with black magic that made Narendra's body jerk and bleed fresh. "You're going to get a good lesson here so it makes you aware of your position. Let's see, who will help you? Is that your son? He can't even use his magic!"

Hearing that Narendra just smiled with his pale lips. It did not escape the sight of the black-robed figure. "How about you take care of the rebels there. Aren't they your water demons?" He told Yun.

"Ah, yes. I forget. Alright." Yun immediately left Narendra which he had already cambuki. Narendra's eyes could still catch the black-robed figure approaching him.

"You seem to have something. Let's see, what is it." And before long a collection of light from his hands and immediately lead to the face of Narendra and before long just silently heard a scream that was so loud.

The sound of horse steps, making Mahendra immediately go down and look towards the field that contains the grass. "What's Mahendra doing? You suddenly decided to go home." Ask the man with the sword in his hand.

"I feel like something's going on. It feels so cramped. I hope nothing happens to the village." Reply Mahendra with a gaze that is still staring at the grass field.

"Maybe it's just your feelings. Isn't this your first time leaving the village?" Followed by another friend.

"No, it's another." Kekeh Mahendra and they continued on foot while herding their horses. Because it was already dark it did not allow them to pass the usual road to the village.

The three gallant young men were astonished when they saw the state of the pitch-black village. "What's this about? Shouldn't the village be shined with light?"

"Right, why is it so dark?" Mahendra squinted his eyes more sharply and he felt something was wrong in the village.

"This is not our ray of light. It's ...."

"To-lo-ng!" Faintly they heard the sound of shouting from behind the thickets so dark.

"As ....."

"Please!" Now they heard it more clearly and the three of them headed straight towards the direction of the voice and how shocked they were when they saw the man who was so weak as his body was filled with wounds.

"Uncle An!" Touch the three while getting closer.

"Uncle what happened? What's wrong with you?" Mahendra immediately put the man's head on his thigh.

"The hi-tam men-ye-rang group!" He said with a stammer.

"They're taking over the de-village." It made them surprised, not play.

"How come? Isn't the village's security system impenetrable?" The other law.

"There's traitors!" Mahendra said sure. And it was immediately embraced by Uncle An.

"Village security magic can't be penetrated just like that. Unless there's someone from the village who told him." Mahendra is a smart young man, he often sees how his father made the village's security magic system so complicated and has a certain magic code that is impossible for just anyone to know.

"Uncle, I'll cure you." Mahendra immediately cast his healing magic on Uncle An's body, but there was no change to make Mahendra fixated.

"What'sthis? Why is there no change?" Ask with confusion.

"Listen Mahendra, I don't have much time, black magic isn't your match. You have to learn a lot more. I'd like to say, meet your father immediately and ....." Uncle An's fluent words were cut off instantly because his wounds were opened just like that made the three young men startled and re-emit healing magic together, but did not react anything like oil and water.

"Don't say that Uncle. We'll cure you!"

"It's just a waste of energy. I should probably go."The sound of Uncle An's voice grew weaker and before long the hand filled with blood let out a small silver stone.

"It'll be useful later. Keep it." Unseen by the two because he was busy in the front body of Uncle An, Mahendra grasped it and before long the roar of breath was not heard anymore the hand fell lightly making the three young men closed their eyes and

"Akhhkk!" Mahendra shouted in the middle of the dark green fields enveloped by the current darkness.

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