THE SUN GOD SWORD
The Great War 19
Whimpering helplessly at Mahesa, the girl immediately ran over even though her body was covered with wounds. She's soon my mama's her lover's head, over her thighs. Mahesa's mouth was filled with blood, making teeth and everything red.
“Re...reluff..” said Mahesa, intending to caress the girl's cheek.
“Husstt..” Wrestling with tears. “Don't say much, your injuries will get worse.”
Mahesa gave a small smile, then her gaze soon faded. The sky felt dark before the man's consciousness finally disappeared.
“Quick! Help Him!” pekik Reerintih, asked the medical swordsman to check the condition of Mahesa's body.
Running down the ridge, the man who was the medical swordsman came close.
He checked the condition of Mahesa's body, then quickly opened the potion that had been given by the Nurimat Physician the soft creature. With his profound strength, and the science of medicine, the medical swordsman did his job well.
“How is the condition?” ask Reintih.
“The injury is quite severe, but thanks to the medicine given by the soft woman earlier, we can save the life of Mr. Mahesa.”
Sighing gratefully, Reerintih hugged his lover's body with a harau feeling. Some of the rashes on Mehesa's face and body began to fade along with the exertion in the flowing medical swordsman. Not long after, the medical officer said.
“I can only give you energy in up here,” Her face looks very tired. “Healing the rib of master Mahesa requires great inner exertion and.” the man was silent for a moment. “The medicine of the Nurimat healer is up, so we only rely on ordinary medicines.”
“No problem..” said Reintih. “Mahesa has saved you, you are a great man.” Whimpering then gazing in the distance, thousands of people began to dwindle in numbers both sides. “Can you take care of him for a while, I have to continue this war.”
The medical swordsman gasped, Rereinih had just recovered from his injury but was now willing to continue the war. “But Senopati..”.
“No words but..” timpal Trim. “Don't worry one strong enemy has already been defeated, I won't lose if facing a low-level warrior.”
“I understand..” said the Medical Swordsman. “Yang Senopati said there is a point, the war is still going on and we cannot stop. I will look after Mr. Mahesa, whatever happens I will risk my life to protect him.”
Whimpering quite relieved to hear that, he immediately grabbed the chain with the tip of the cerulit as the mainstay weapon. Then the girl fearlessly advanced to help the other soldiers.
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“Rain Toxic Needles!” this is a new skill learned by Siko Danur Jaya. With this style he could kill about 50 people in one attack. But unfortunately, this style has a long enough pause.
Siko Danur Jaya needs a lot of inner energy to release this style. But the results obtained are worth it.
“I can only do this style in one hour.” Siko Danur Jaya told Ratih Perindu. “For that long I can only let go of the usual jar.”
“That's enough,” timpal the girl. “I'll split their bodies while you can help me.”
So far, no opponent was strong enough to be able to face the two of them. And this feels really weird. “Has the enemy already started to run out of strong people?” ask Siko Danur Jaya.
“See there!” ratih Perindu. He pointed to the ongoing fight between the great warriors of Surasena against the powerful warriors of the Demon Bats. Clearly visible there, Ki Lodro Sukmo, Bangau Putih, Ki Alam Sakti and Lakuning Banyu cut out the swordsman who was at the top of the select match.
They can also defeat unrivaled warriors who have power in the amount of 4 jule down without significant difficulties. This battle had made the four men rise to the level of demon swordsmen, naturally fighting peerless warriors would not be difficult.
“Where is Mr Darma Cokro?” siko Danur Jaya asked, she did not see the man with the golden-colored greatsword in the fight.
“Maybe you are fighting on the other side..” replied Ratih Pindu.
The two people did not know that Darma Cokro had died in battle. Yes, Rakryan Tumenggung Surasena is dead, and not everyone knows because their fight is far from the battle zone.
Two Rakryan Rangga people were already at the threshold of their strength, that person was Mahesa and also Bengal Cokro. Only one more Rakrya Rangga left, Sabdo Jagat. Of the three Rakryan Rangga, only the man was unknown to his whereabouts.
“Uncle Sabdo Jagat, may be facing a different enemy on the other side.” Ratih Perindu still think well, Sabdo Jagat is impossible to beat.
On the other hand, apart from several other warriors, Sabdo Jagat met a man who was bare-necked. Yes, he is the Deputy Commander with the strongest number two order in the enemy group.
“Mr Sabdo...” said one of the soldiers behind Sabdo Jagat. “The aura looks stronger than others.”
“Ya, I know it.” Sabdo Jagat led nearly 100 swordsmen select a match and some people without a match with energy in 2 jule less.
The army led by Sabdo Jagat apparently managed to defeat hundreds of enemy soldiers. No one knew the movements of this small group, they eroded the enemy slowly and surely. Not too hasty, and it was apparently more effective than attacking blatantly like the others.
“You get out of here..” Sabdo Jagat said. “Don't stop, keep sweeping the enemy. I'll fight the bald man.”
“But..”.
“Quick!” the Order of the Sabbath.
With a heavy heart the hundred troops who fought alongside Sabdo Jagat soon drifted away, and fought on the other side. Meanwhile in this place not a single Demon Bat warrior was left except for his vice commander.
Sabdo Jagat hardened the grip of stick, mountain crusher. This was the strongest opponent during this war. The second deputy commander was not much different from the first deputy commander who managed to kill Darma Cokro. At least they are both at the top of the swordsman without a match.
His name was Rogo Loro. His weapon was clearly visible, a spear that had its eyes split at the end. The spear looks powerful, perhaps an heirloom. The aura emanating from the spear was extremely heavy and pressing.
'You meet a worthy opponent, ' Sabdo Jagat said to his mountain-destroying staff. The wand elicits a reaction when the inner whisper of Sabdo Jagat lines up on the recesses of the spirit of the mountain-destroying stick. The reaction is a white-colored energy. 'Yes, you're so ready?'