ARYA MAHESA
Battle of Eastern Land II

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

The power of the inner power released by Marendra was very strong. In that one strike, no less than ten people died and one was clearly destroyed. The rest of them got pretty bad injuries.

Shortly after, the heads of the alliance of the white-flow sects also directly launched their attacks. That was very surprising.

Because usually, the chiefs would fight in the back. Now, it seemed that they all intended to indeed want to fight it out from the very beginning.

Their number was only seventy thousand, but attack after attack that unleashed the white-flow alliance, as if it instantly dominated the battle.

Not giving them a chance to be surprised, they continued to finish off the warriors before them as fast as they could.

That was not anticipated by Sapujagad and the other two sect heads whom Daga appointed as the leader of the first attack.

Aware of having miscalculated, Sapujagad and the others immediately dashed through to the front. If, left for even longer then the sect heads would quickly reduce the amount of their strength.

"Remove! ... He's not your opponent!"

While running forward, Sapujagad immediately reminded his troops. Although still young, the name Marendra is not a new name in the short world of the Eastern Mainland.

Exceeding his father, this young man who was now in front of him could be said to have mastered the ultimate fist style belonging to the Crescent Moon sect.

Sapujagad himself, has faced the same style several times while fighting with Marendra's father. Thunder Fist is really a dangerous move.

"Sad. I-i didn't expect. You fought with no one in your own ancestral homeland. Old Bangka!"

Marendra's words immediately ignited Sapujagad's emotions. "Shut up, you don't understand how cruel the martial world is. You can ask your father if you still have the luck to stay alive after this fight is over."

"Haha! Your words seem to hint that you are incapable of killing me." Reply Marendra, sneering.

"Damn! Go ahead, motherfucker!"

Saoujagad who has been ignited by emotions immediately issued his mainstay. There was no reason to face this young man in front of him half-and-half.

"Earth Splitter ... "

Marendra immediately fagged to the side to dodge as fast as he could. Sapujagad is famous for its sword thrust which gives mamou a powerful shock.

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

Although it was evasive, it turned out that the effect of the sword Sapujagad, was not avoided by some Crescent swordsman behind Marendra. They also bounced far back and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

'Sapujagad is not just a title. He was indeed capable of sweeping everything.' Marendra's mind when he saw his members injured.

However, when Marendra sat down earlier, he was not just silent. As quickly as he dodged, he quickly counterattacked and pulled out the sword that was slung around his waist.

Eventually, the two attacked and evaded each other. Sapujagad and Marendra fought quickly.

The inner strength they used in the fight was large enough that warriors from the two camps around them had to step aside. If not, they could have been injured or even died accidentally.

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

"Arm ... !" "Arm ... !" "Arm ... !"

The branch with its sword weapon moved extremely fast and slashed through the many expert swordsmen who were trying to block its steps.

Like not wanting to lose to Marendra, Serabang tried to defeat the enemy much more than the young man.

Marendra's words were very deep in his heart. If he could be honest, Serabang was really embarrassed when Marendra said that he and the others were cowards.

Of course they should not be angry. Because what they did when Darsapati and the Golden Lion Sect were pressed, was indeed an extremely cowardly gesture.

Now, in order to make amends and reduce his regret. Although not pictorial, his sect members and the rest of the sects also tied their heads.

In their hearts, now they were fighting to protect this Eastern Mainland, just like what the Golden Lion Sect had done before.

That was why from the very beginning they all chose to attack with full force. To show that the spirit of the Strongest Sect was not dead yet. And stay alive in their hearts and bring it to this battle.

Fate, maybe that's the right word right now. Who would have thought that Rantoba who was now behind witnessed the battle, with Guru, Daga, all the holy warriors he brought who happened to all come from his sect.

Ironically, none of them came from this Eastern Land. However, they were the leaders of the hundred thousand troops of the Black Stream Sect Group and most surprisingly also led the Oldenbar guild in this Greatest battle.

Even so, he was a little anxious. Despite winning the amount, it turned out that it did not show any difference at all at the moment. Alliance of white flow sects, fleeting tamoak dominated.

The surprise attack from Marendra, successfully hit the mental fighting of his troops. The rest, during the attack with the full strength of the sect heads behind him added to the even worse impact on his troops.

"Rantoba. Maybe you're worried now because our position looks less stretched. But, there was one that they had forgotten this time!"

Daga, who saw Rantoba anxious, tried to convince him.

"Uncle Master, are we going to join in right away?"

Rantoba thought that if they all joined at this time, then things would soon turn around, and it would probably be much better. But, he frowned instantly because of his question, responded with a slug by Daga.

"It's not yet time to go down. The real enemy hasn't shown up yet."

Daga himself is convinced that what they are facing now is not the real enemy. Although the enemy's first attack was shocking, it was not enough to convince him that they were the ones who defeated the Kelang and the representatives of the black sect, as well as the ten thousand members of the Black Land Sect in the Tonda valley.

Daga does not know who and how many enemies it is. But, having the power to drown a valley was still a big question mark for him. It could have been done by a large group of water element controllers.

However, it still felt impossible unless their numbers were tens or even a hundred thousand. Only, the Eastern Mainland would not be possible to have that much water control. What is clear, it is what makes Daga so far very careful.

"So, what did they forget?" Tanya Rantoba was curious.

"Something they can't anticipate."

Daga answered, pointing to the group of troops now led by Kenneth and began to advance into the battlefield.

When Rantoba turned his head, he found that the ten thousand troops were now holding weapons.

Of course it was not an ordinary weapon, but rather a weapon capable of firing energy with a power capable of killing expert swordsmen and inflicting heavy injuries on the king swordsman, and making it difficult for the movements of the holy swordsman.

The ten thousand Oldenbar Army under Kenneth, pointed the magic weapons they held towards the enemy forces.

They were now silently aiming, as if waiting for a cue. Moments later, Kenneth shouted.

"Shoot ... !"