Prince Without Crown
The death of the cult

Wuzzz...

There was the sound of wind whistling from the silvery fan weapon that was eyeing the Black Grandfather's neck.

With a slight tilt of his head, the weapon missed its target. Just as the fan weapon passed in front of his nose, Datuk Hitam immediately flicked the wrist of the Silver Fan's Angel.

Tess..!

"Oh..,"

The Silver Fan Angel jumped back a few spears while looking at his wrist which now turned a bluish color due to the flick from Datuk Hitam's fingers.

"Why don't you two go ahead? It would save me time to kill all of you in this place,"

The words of this Black Grandfather were extremely disdainful. This is what makes the young blood heat owned by Prince Indra Mahesa.

He immediately darted pouncing on Black Grandfather's body then hugged the old man's body tightly.

"Daughter! Attack, Eyang!" Shouted Prince Indra as soon as he hugged the body of Datuk Hitam.

It looked as if the old man was trying to let go of the young man's embrace. However, balum again he succeeded..,

Bugh!

Bugh!

Plaque!

The sound of punches and kicks timidly rang out from the body of Datuk Hitam who was currently receiving an attack from the Silver Fan Angel.

"Bad. I'm killing you!" Shouted Datuk Hitam while deflating all his energy to escape from the embrace of Prince Indra Mahesa.

"Yahoooo!"

"Southful..,"

Prince Indra Mahesa's body slammed to the ground while wriggling when Datuk Hitam managed to twist one hand belonging to Prince Indra Mahesa then raised it and slammed the young man's body into the ground.

The land of the former fall of the young man's body was seen slipping as deep as one inch.

Prince Indra Mahesa spouted fresh blood from his mouth. It feels like the world is spinning.

Prince Indra tried to keep his consciousness from fainting. Because, if he faints, then it's over.

Datuk Hitam again unleashed a long-range punch when the shadow of the Silver Fan moved about to attack him.

A wisp of wind roared through the skinny body of the old woman.

The Silver Fan Angel now stomped its feet to the ground until it collapsed to the brim to withstand the onslaught of the roar of the wind released by Datuk Hitam.

"Deliver!" Jerk the Black Datuk while strengthening his attack.

"Aaaaa..," Bidadari's body of silver fan slammed into the ground and instantly spewed out the viscous blood from her mouth.

"I will end the lives of all of you who are in this place" Datuk Hitam said as he walked with the intention of approaching the two teachers and disciples lying on the ground groaning in pain.

Just a few steps he was walking, suddenly from the back darted a shabby figure and directly hugged the old man's legs.

"Counties! Quickly take Indra away from this place!" Shouted the person who hugged the Black Grandfather's leg.

"Not dead yet, are you?" Datuk Hitam said while kicking his legs back to make the old man who hugged his leg immediately cheated.

"Guruuu!" Shouted Prince Indra to see the thin, dry man bouncing.

"Haha. You will all perish tonight!" Said Datuk Hitam then raised his hand.

Miraculously, a black keris tucked into the waist of the corpse of Jaya Pradana shot towards him.

"Haha. Ireng Centipede. You're back to your original master,"

Datuk Hitam now pulled out the black dagger then put the seven-humped dagger in front of his forehead, then went down and kissed it.

"Prepare to meet the angel of death!" The Black Datuk. His eyes were reddish in murderous aura.

"Oh nature, I call you. Unite in my body. Far water flows, to the mouth and the center. It comes from the ground and the human body. Where the body without spirit returns, to the ground and the grave,"

"There is a sea I want to measure its breadth, but I am able to swim the ocean. If Angkara's wrath is not slain, then this earth will be hell for the weak,"

"I call you, O dragon who dwells in the blade of yellowing kris tumbal. I call you. Put 'em into my body!"

The dark night was now turned into a light from the yellowish glow of the pamor of the yellow tumbar keris that had now been unsheathed in the hands of Prince Indra Mahesa.

Miraculously, now the prince Indra Mahesa like not to experience the slightest injury.

He now looked fresh fit and by re-installing the horses, the young man was waiting for the arrival of the attack that the Black Datuk would be carrying out.

"Haha. I want that yellowish mashed kris," said Datuk Hitam.

"You are too dirty to have, even in your dreams you are not worthy" said Prince Indra Mahesa.

"Bad. It's gonna die but it's still a big mouth,"

"Haha. Go ahead, Grandfather Black! I'll make you blacker" taunted Prince Indra Mahesa, provoking the anger of his opponent.

"Prepare, Kunyuk!"

The wuzzz!!!

Ting! Ting! Ting!

The two magic weapons appear to be with sparks and small explosions acting out each of the weapons colliding.

Only a few times the powerful weapons in the hands of two powerful people collided, now Datuk Hitam immediately jumped to the back while shaking his hands which were suddenly numb.

He saw now that his weapon had been clogged in some parts.

Grauu-young!

There was a long roaring sound when the shadow figure of a dragon came out from the keris in the hands of Prince Indra Mahesa.

The shadow of the dragon figure shot into the sky, swerving for a while then swooping sharply towards the body of prince Indra Mahesa and collapsed without a trace.

A yellow glow gushed out from the young man's body. Then, with so valiant, he immediately charged his attack towards the Black Grandfather who continued to dodge.

Datuk Hitam clearly did not want to pit his weapons anymore. This was because, every time their weapons clashed, Datuk Hitam would definitely feel his hand grasping the centipede keris Ireng numb.

As strong as Black Datuk dodged while looking for a gap in order to counterattack. However, it seemed like he had no chance at all.

Arriving at a time, the tip of the keris belonging to Prince Indra managed to tear part of Datuk Hitam's face from the forehead to the chin.

The old man with the black man screamed screaming while covering the part of his face that was hit by a yellowish tumbar.

Not wanting to lose the opportunity, Prince Indra immediately slumped towards Datuk Hitam who already had no more defense and thrust the blade of keris from the throat to penetrate to the nape.

"Geek!"

"Southful..,"

It looked as if the body of Datuk Hitam was floundering like a slaughtered chicken. Kelojotan then silent no longer, aka dead.

Prince Indra Mahesa immediately sat down limp after the fight was over.

Now, people appear to come to Prince Indra Mahesa to provide assistance. Especially, Gayatri. He looked so anxious and headed straight towards the Indra prince.

Prince Indra looked up at the people who were approaching him.

At his sight Eyang Santalaya approached while being swept by the silver fan Angel.

"It's done. Let's go home!" Take Prince Indra Mahesa.

Seriate