ARYA MAHESA
Battle of Eastern Land IV

Rantoba widened his eyes. In terms of strength, it is clear that he is superior to Anjaran and Rapatni. But when he saw the two of them fighting, the compliment of his Master and Uncle teacher was not without reason.

Both movements were almost perfect. Rantoba began to think that, Power is not everything. That was why he saw his teacher Moro and Daga, his teacher's younger sister, looking uninterested in Pil Zulu.

Both of them possessed strange powers, which Rantoba himself did not know how the two of them obtained such terrifying strength.

The attack of Magic weapons from the Oldenbar guild force was shocking. However, it was not enough to destroy the fighting spirit of the Alliance forces.

Especially at this time, there has appeared Ki Serabang. The second level saint warrior had already started to ruffle their defenses.

With Ki Serabang there, the elders of the sect numbering in the tens consisting of swordsmen of the King and first-rate holy warriors immediately invaded.

In the blink of an eye, the kenneth army began to wander. Magic weapons are very effective for long-range combat, but not for short-range combat.

Because if it forces you to keep using it, they'll accidentally hurt a friend or themselves. That's very risky.

"coming soon! And don't give them a chance to attack with that weapon.!"

The Alliance Army understood immediately. Soon they scatter and get into battle.

"Dam. If this. I had to fight." Bail Kenneth.

As he looked at Ki Serabang, there appeared a hint of trepidation in his heart. Their level of strength was the same. But, Serabang looks so ambitious to destroy his troops. Kenneth began to doubt his decision.

In that doubt, it turned out that suddenly someone had been standing in front of him. And of course this was not what he expected.  Branching off with the horses ready to fight as if they would come straight at him.

"You are the beginning of everything.!"

That was all Serabang said, according to Kenneth's estimation.The swordsman immediately attacked him.

The Battle of the Eastern Land has not lasted for an hour. But the intensity of the fight was already huge. Haru Valley is completely filled with warriors who exchange styles.

Shouts for the cry raged in all directions. The sound of guns clashing against each other. The sounds of the elements of water, fire, wind, earth, and wood are mutually unpretentious as if forming the same rhythm and continuously repeating.

Not from the drums. This is the real sound of battle. Hundreds of thousands of human beings killed the enemy and tried to live as long as possible and continued to fight with all their might.

Determination, as Moro had said before. It really is a difference. His troops who did have more numbers, could be countered by the alliance. Rantoba became a little anxious.

"Uncle Master, shouldn't we order some warriors from our sect to join the fight? This will be a big help right now."

Almost a hundred holy warriors who were already on standby and only stayed to be commanded by Daga, then they would instantly plunge into battle right then and there.

Moro himself thinks the same. But, he believed his sister had something that he did not have. An intuition. Thinking things right in the crucial moments.

Daga himself actually thought that way too, but something seemed to ask him to hold back. He was convinced that what they were facing right now, was not his real enemy.

Daga turned to Kenneth who was now facing Serabang. His second fight makes Daga remember Edward. If the fight goes on for a long time, then they still have a reserve army.

But the Oldenbar guild is hard to guess. It could have been that Edward had not come and allowed this battle to continue and see what opportunity they could take advantage of back then.

"All right! Order thirty ... Nah! Forty of our sect warriors to help."

Rantoba nodded immediately. What he thinks is right. Unmindful of him he immediately came forward and gave the order.

As the warriors entered the battle arena, Daga slightly nodded. The elders of the alliance sect could not be faced with an army of expert warriors and Kings alone.

If this goes on, the casualties from his army will multiply. It would be extremely detrimental if what he was afraid of actually happened.

The Moro next to him thought the same. "Yes. I don't think they're all. Your decision seems very right. For now, we can only prepare for the possibility of another enemy appearing."

Daga nodded. "alright. I think there will come a time when you will show how terrible the warriors of our Land are to these foolish warriors."

Moro gasped. His short instincts were currently thrashing around to join the fight. As if it was a pleasure for him. Although Daga is called a crazy demon. But Moro's casualty numbers were actually well above his younger brother's.

Thinking of how his sister behaved carefully, it was good for him to save strength. And he would use it right away when a powerful enemy actually appeared.

"Right now, let's just see how things are going some time ahead."

The two returned to look at the entire Valley. Trying to find out and feel the presence of the enemy. However, right now there was nothing they felt.

Daga and Moro could sense the presence but it was not a human, Only the demons had sprung up. Perhaps, the smell of blood from that battleground, was so eye-catching to them.

"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"

"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"

"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"

The holy warriors of the Daga army, instantly made a difference. Their entry into the fight left the defense of hundreds of alliance troops scattered.

The difference in strength from the enemies they had previously faced, was huge. Until just a few minutes, there were dozens of bodies of their friends lying there.

The elders from the alliance saw that and immediately came to a head. They are the ones who deserve it the most.

However, some of the troops from the Oldenbar guild still appeared to be holding weapons. It would be very risky if they re-used it to attack.

Luckily Serabang managed to corner Kenneth. The leader of the Oldenbar guild was now unable to give direct orders. And the Oldenbar army was still fighting with martial arts alone.

Behind the hill a kilometer from there, Darius and the several hundred adventurers who decided to come with them, had heard the sound of the battle.

He decided to speed up his pace. To be able to participate in the battle. However, when he got there, he had not expected the battle of the Easternmost Mainland at the end of this world, to be this big.

"Mr Darius, this is really a big battle." Exclaimed Nick who had just caught up with him at the end of the valley.

"Yes. I didn't expect it to be this big either. But Nick. I'll still be involved. How's yours?"

Nick's head retreated slightly as Darius asked. "Mr Darius, if what you say is true, then you already know the answer."

Darius nodded. "Okay, we're going forward!"

At that moment Darius was about to step up, but Nick immediately held him back.

"Mr Darius ... A minute!"

"What's wrong? You changed your mind?"

Nick frowned in wonder. "Not, it's just. Who are we going to defend?"

Darius. So excited to participate in the battle, he forgot the most important thing. Right now, in front of them were only two camps. And he actually does not know which stronghold he will buy.

"Hmmm ... About it ... "