THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
THE DEATH OF MAHESA JENAR

Mahesa Jenar who was in the western battleground, who had almost succeeded in pushing Pajajaran's troops and breaking into the defense gate became surprised when her cross-head was turned to the east. His side troops in this department saw him fight chaotically, even though most of the retreat was desperate. 

Some groups of troops even saw him escape I shredded. And among all that he witnessed, his ears sipped, hearing the whistling of the flute. The distance with the eastern battleground separated dozens of spears but the sound of the flute was like hitting the skin of his body, narrowing his blood path and hurting his ears.

And as the number of soldiers fighting in the field dwindled, many ran away and many were lying dead. Mahesa Jenar handed over the leadership to a trusted army chief. Then with a whipping motion he headed towards the eastern battleground. Once on this battlefield, he was greeted by a sight that was enough to make his hair goosebumps.

At that time, Raden Werku Alit was desperate and unable to avoid the sword of Prabu Kamandaka. From a long distance Mahesa Jenar is still trying to support Prabu Kamandaka with a bare-handed punch. But the fierce wind of his punch was blown violently by a single wave of ferocious wind from the side. When he turned away then his pair of eyes hit a young man who was no stranger to him. Then yell at Mahesa Jenar. But his expression was not yet out, knew one object rolled towards where he stood, and when he noticed it was the head of Raden Werku Alit who momentarily had his neck slashed by Prabu Kamandaka's sword. 

Mahesa Jenar's anger is unspeakable. With a keris in his right hand and a thorny mace with three spiked chains, he stormed in front of Prabu Kamandaka. But a fierce wind cut his attack from the side. And when he turned, again the young man stood in his way. 

“I am your opponent, Mahesa Jenar!,” cried the warrior Trident of Death with glowing eyes. “Wait for you on Jatimaleh” hill 

“Hina slave. Your grave is among the piles of corpses in this place as well.” snapped Mahesa Jenar. 

Meanwhile, Prabu Kamandaka, who knew that the one who was about to attack him, was a rebel figure who was a dangerous accomplice of Werku Alit, immediately shouted to give orders: 

“This rebel bastard cage!” 

Two dozen soldiers, three army chiefs and Prabu Kamandaka himself immediately locked up Mahesa Jenar. But at that moment also Rangga Geblek jumped in the face and exclaimed:

“Prabu Kamandaka's. You do have the right to capture and kill this man, because he is the leader of the enemy Pajajaran rebel. But I feel I have more right to take care of him because he's my father's killer and the cause of my mother's death. Hand him over to me Prabu Kamandaka!” 

Raja Pajajaran although his anger can hardly be controlled anymore, but hearing Rangga Geblek's words resisted also his attack and asked: 

“Dashing young man, who are you?” 

Rangga Geblek smiled slightly. Trident in his right hand. Surprised by The Prabu. It was unexpected that the young man was a strange man who had given him a warning before, about the outbreak of rebellion. Knowing that the dashing young man was really on his own side, Prabu Pajajaran did not mind granting Rangga Geblek's request. He gestured for his soldiers to retreat back. 

In the meantime, it could be said that the battle is almost over. Rebel soldiers who are now not in charge again have retreated far from the Royal wall and continue to be pursued by Pajajaran troops so I ran away. And among the lanes of the dead bodies of men upon the land of the flood of blood, in the air still warmed by the smell of death, two great enemies were faced, Swordsman Trident Death Dragon Sky with Suranyawa aka Mahesa Jenar. 

The Trident of Death warrior had just mounted the horses and held the Heavenly Dragon Trident in his chest, as it violently snapped at Suranyawa lunging in the face. Keris pierced into the head and the barbed chain mace swept into the stomach. 

“Ciaat!” 

Rangga Geblek is no less stale. His body flashed, the Heavenly Dragon Trident whirled fiercely raising a wave of wind and letting out a roaring sound like the sound of hundreds of wasps. Waves of wind at once hit the weapons Suranyawa made both hands like a hit mentally. 

Suranyawa aka Mahesa Jenar now can not fight the responsibility anymore. His entire inner power was deployed and for the second time he charged forward. This time the attack was more devastating than the first, but the death trident warrior waited quietly. Half a spear of the opponent's body floated towards him Rangga Geblek swept the Heavenly Dragon Trident face to face in the form of a Mad Man Snooping Bees. Suranyawa felt her body hit an invisible wall. 

By relying on the science of fortifying the perfect body, this man jumped to the side. The Heavenly Dragon Trident darted beneath him and at that very second Suranyawa swooped back and swatted his thorny mace. The one who was attacked was completely unwilling to dodge, but turned his sky dragon trident overhead. Then the two weapons clashed violently, making a loud noise. The Heavenly Dragon Trident emitted sparks, two of the barbed iron chains that were rode on the thorny mace in Suranyawa's left hand broke off. It made the owner very surprised. 

And in that instant, like the Heavenly Dragon Trident Typhoon flipped towards his crotch. Suranyawa exclaimed loudly and somersaulted back in the air. Cold sweat on his neck. Prabu Kamandaka let his tongue see the great battle. 

In a short time the two men had fought twenty moves. And very clear how now Suranyawa alias Mahesa Jenar began to get great pressure. And at the time this man was forced to dispose of his stalker, because the weapon was whipped by the opponent's trident. Curiously Suranyawa pulled out his other weapon, an iron stick with two ends. This iron stick emitted a greenish glow of marks not an indiscriminate weapon and contained a formidable poison. 

With a keris in his right hand and a iron rod in his left hand, Suranyawa flashed. Both of his weapons emitted a fierce beam that enveloped his opponent. But what Suranyawa faced at that time was not a low-scientific human and not an ordinary weapon. The Sky Dragon Trident roared roaringly gave off a dazzling white radiance. 

The bodies of the two people were only a shadow and suddenly there was a scream of Suranyawa. Keris in her right hand missed a mentally broken two. If only he did not quickly pull his right hand must have been the hand also dibatkan opponent trident. 

Suranyawa jumped out from the battle. His face paled like snow. Quickly he set his airway. When he stepped forward, his right hand appeared to the base of the elbow was very green and vibrating. 

“Youth hina dina. You see my right arm?!” suranyawa asked while holding her right hand. “Seventeen years ago your father died by the blow of my Green Centipede. Now his son will receive the same part.” 

Rangga Geblek knew that seventeen years ago his great enemy had the science of the Green Centipede punch, so now his prowess is certainly inconceivable. But this did not shake his heart at all. The Heavenly Dragon Trident was moved to the left hand and three-quarters of its inner power was flowed into the right hand. And the right hand appeared to be very white while the fingernails were shining bright red. 

Swordsman trident death laughs muttering. “Please start first, Suranyawa” said challenging. 

Suranyawa quietly channeled his entire inner energy into his right arm. Mouths muttering. Both of his legs collapsed five inches into the wet ground by a pool of blood. And while jumping nine spears up and then this man slammed his right hand into the face. The swordsman of the death trident remained motionless in his place. A green beam from the opponent's punch shot towards him and greeted him with a right-handed punch. 

Two powerful blows clashing in the air let out a thumping sound. The green and white rays strike each other and break to the side. The shrieks from the people standing on the edge among the fighting rang out everywhere. Their bodies are dead. Some became green due to the poison of the Suranyawa Green Centipede punch and many became charred black struck by the silver star Rangga Geblek. 

Prabu Kamandaka himself if not quickly jump will certainly be a victim as well. When the two rays collided violently Suranyawa felt her body become hot. 

Damn it!!! His complaint. 

His green centipede was not only destroyed by the opponent's blow but also hit by being returned to his legs. Quickly this man took a pill from the belt on his waist and swallowed it. Then a moment later like an eagle he swooped down, thrusting his iron fork into the neck of Rangga Geblek. Rangga packing with his trident. Suranyawa tried to clamp the handle of the trident with an iron shell. 

But “trang!” 

Once the trident is oriented then break the weapon Suranyawa. Before he could set foot on the ground, before he could get away from the opponent then the Sky Dragon Trident roared again, this time mercilessly cutting off Suranyawa's right shoulder butts. This man howled like a bloodthirsty wolf. His body staggered. 

Rangga Geblek laughed. “That's from my father, Suranyawa!” said. “And this is from my mom!” The Sky Dragon Trident was fluttering again. Suranyawa tried to dodge with all his might but to no avail. His left shoulder was mentally. Blood spurting. It was terrible to see Suranyawa's armless body. 

“This one is from Eyang Ratih Parwati, Suranyawa.” said Rangga Geblek also with still laughing curled like earlier. 

The Heavenly Dragon Trident once again roared. Suranyawa's mental body rested on the Royal wall. His chest up to the stomach was torn big. Blood flooded and his intestines were sullen. 

The Trident of Death was still not satisfied. “This last one is from me alone, Suranyawa.” said. 

When the Heavenly Dragon Death Trident split the head of Suranyawa aka Mahesa Jenar, there was no sound of squealing or grumbling death from his mouth. His body was still rested for a moment on the Royal wall, then slumped down and was lying on top of the corpses of other rebels. But the body didn't lie there for long. Once the right foot of Rangga Gebelek kicked then mentally the body of his sworn enemy was up to a dozen spears. 

Rangga Geblek laughed curtly, long and long.The inclusion of the Heavenly Dragon Trident behind his waist. Then as if nothing had happened, like he was not among the expanse of hundreds of corpses, this young man stepped over at will even by whistling. 

“Young brother.” Prabu Kamandaka hunt. “Wait a minute... !” 

The Trident of Death turned away. “Ah... I forgot to ask myself for you Prabu Kamandaka...” 

“Brother, you can't go first..” 

“Why?” 

“Come to the palace. You've been a big meritor and..” 

“Jasa is only the service of Sang Prabu. Just a beautiful memento. For me, service does not mean expecting a reward. Goodbye..” 

Prabu Kamandaka held the young man's shoulder. “I hope you will come to the palace first, brother,” he said. 

“Thank you Sang Prabu, thank you...” said Trident of Death. 

“Then just tell me your name...” 

Rangga Geblek smiled. “My name doesn't matter to Sang Prabu. Just remember the Trident Picture. Maybe one day the picture will come back to Pajajaran again. And one thing. don't forget to say hello to your sister, Rara Murni.” 

“I'll tell you” said Prabu Kamandaka anyway., And all eyes then watched the young swordsman's departure. Prabu Pajajaran finally shook his head and took a deep breath. “Great youth.... gallant youth...,” said. “Pajaran owes you a lot. Your body will not be forgotten until the generations..”.

seriate.....