ARYA MAHESA
The Battle of Eastern Land

The lacing of Godam Luna, made Moro's body bounce far enough, but someone immediately caught it.

Godam was definitely not an heirloom object, but there was no doubt that in reality, the pain Moro received, made no difference.

"Teacher ... We better go and disappear from here."

Moro realizes that it was Rantoba who caught him. A second ago, he felt hopeless. But, with this disciple, it was as if a speck of despair still existed.

Naturally Rantoba still survived and lived until now. Although his disciple, Rantoba had other advantages than the entire Iron Sand sect members, including himself.

Somehow Rantoba can master the Science of high-level illusion to make the air of his existence can disappear just like that.

"Rantoba, use all your abilities. We can't possibly survive. If you keep fighting."

"Good Teacher!"

Among the many panicked troops running to and fro, Rantoba took Moro to the crowd and soon after, they disappeared.

Along with all that. The number of troops of the black-flow sect group had already considerably shrunk. Arya really did not give them any forgiveness at all, even though they had begged many times.

Arya could not hold back her anger any considering the crime victims of every swordsman of this group of black sect.

Every report he received, especially when looking at the number and how the circumstances of the humans who were in the captivity of the Black Land sect in Haru Valley. Arya no longer wants to see a single black swordsman in this Eastern Land.

Every life he took, every head he destroyed and every body he lost, it was all Aryan did to represent all the suffering of the victims of the heresy of the black sect master.

"Kaungsajis. In the future, I'm sure there won't be any more black-flow Sects on this land."

Darsapati's words were not without reason. There are tens of thousands of warriors who are now witnessing this incident. Of course this story will be recorded in history as a sign that so did not receive crime in the Mainland.

Everyone there, will certainly tell and remind the child, his grandson and all his descendants so do not ever think to be a heretical swordsman. Because, if that were to happen, the Laws in this land were extremely poignant.

Ever since the appearance of Arya and the others, when Darsapati said who she is. The news spread throughout all the warriors of the alliance.

In front of them at this time, the absolute ruler of this land was teaching every one of the highest punishments to harm one another.

Even though everyone is faced with a horror now, everyone understands it too. In the future, the Eastern Land will be completely changed.

Now, they all stood back up and watched the remnants of the black-flow sect group that still continued to be slaughtered even though they were already seen dead standing up.

"MATH ... !"

"city ... Obi!"

When the enemy troops left only twenty thousand more, suddenly the whole scream stopped.

Luna, Ciel, Bai Hua, and the two sky demons instantly stopped their slaughter.

Now, they followed Arya walking towards where the entire alliance army stood.

Darsapati, Kaungsaji, Lamo, Salu and all those people who were not less than sixty thousand, stood trembling.

Although not an enemy, but now of course none of them are still brave enough to stand full of confidence in front of the six.

Behind the six, it appeared that twenty thousand more black stream swordsmen's bodies were swelling up and continuing to enlarge.

Even Rantoba and Moro, who feel they have managed to hide, are also forced out and get a similar fate.

In the presence of Arya, there was no difference between a basic swordsman to the Earth Realm. Everything will be the same before death picks them up.

With his eyes still burning, Arya circulated his gaze to all the warriors as well as the adventurers who were in front of him. However, no one dared to look back at him.

"One of them ... Just one of you is thinking of becoming a heretic swordsman. I swear I will come back and come to you. Because ... "

The atmosphere that suddenly became very quiet in the meadow in Haru Valley, made Arya's words sound very clear.

"There is no place for traitors in this ancestral land."

Those words were certainly not just a warning but clearly a threat.

Arya raised one hand high with her palm facing upwards. At that moment, it was as if time had stopped.

"BCR ... OBI ... !"

"BUSSSSTTT........!"

The entire remaining army of the black stream sect group flew into the air due to the huge and extremely loud water shot, high into the air.

"BOOOOOOOOOOMMMM.....!"

Huge booms blared all over the valley and echoed in the mountains that fenced it. Even the sound of explosions from the bodies of the heretical warriors, might reach tens of kilometers from there or more.

Darsapati immediately bent his knees. Kaungsaji. Lamo and Salu did not cross. All the chiefs and elders of the white sect, Darius and Nick, up to sixty thousand warriors and adventurers did the same.

The rumbling knees hit the ground in a row, in front of Arya and the others. Then, Silence.

One Breath.

...

Two Breaths.

...

Three Breaths.

Then, ...

Darsapati shouted out loud.

"Related ... King ... !"

A second later, sixty thousand more humans, followed and shouted, simultaneously.

"ELOPEC ... KING ... !"

That way, this Battle of the Eastern Mainland is completely over. All the black sect warriors were killed, as well as the entire Oldenbar guild and the Iron Sand Sect of the Western Mainland.

*****

At the far end of the Eastern Mainland, the Eight Eyes Wind Sect. At the top of the highest hill, Tarim Saka stood gazing far towards the West.

"Chairman ... Turns out, you're here."

After looking to some places, Handar just found Tarim Saka standing alone in front of the palace, which was almost finished being built.

Not turning around, but Tarim Saka still answered. "Yes, Mandar."

Handar, who saw that the head of his Secretary was a little foreign, asked again.

"Saka. Why do you keep staring in that direction? I know you miss him and worry about him. Darya must be okay. Instead, I'm pretty sure he's gotten stronger."

Mandar was used to watching his friend Saka, looking one way when he missed Darya. It was as if he wished his beloved granddaughter back.

But this time it was a little different. Tarim Saka did not look in the direction where Darya had last disappeared while flying away from them.

Tarim Saka shook his head. "Handar, today, how long has it been since Arya started her journey?"

"Young Master?! ... "

Although Handar called Arya by name while in his face directly, But when Arya was not there, the number two person of the Eight Eyes Wind sect, was, always call him Young Master when someone brings it up and talks about it.

That's because for Mandar himself, although still very, very young, Arya is a person who has changed his life and found the best potential. Handar has great respect for the young man who has become their big family.

"Yes. Six months? ... A year? ... "

"More than six months, why?"

Tarim Saka let out a long sigh and took it off slowly. A smile was etched on his face. "Why, I thought about it today. I'm not worried. Instead, very happy."

The same smile was engraved on the face of Gandar.

"Yes. As always, he must be doing something really great. I'm sure it is."

"Yes. Sure oes. He will always do something great. Like, Usually."

Now both of them were staring in the same direction as Proud.

Beneath them.in front of the palace, thousands of workers were busy building.In the past few months, the Eight Eyes Wind Sect had made tremendous progress by leaps and bounds.

It won't take long before they demonstrate their existence and become the strongest and will become the new protector of the Eastern Land.