THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
THE BLUE VEIL GODDESS

The shock of the Devil of Sukma is of course indescribable. "Bad! Hi, stop!", his yell reigned.

But the blue shadow kept blurring through the gas. With a fury the Devil-Attracting Sukma threw thirty red needles at the blue-robed man. The one who was attacked, without looking at his left hand. The thirty red needles were mentally swept away like a typhoon. Devil Uproot Sukma put his feet up trying to catch up. But the blue shadow is gone. "Satan alas,” berated him. "definitely the accursed woman again!".

The blue-robed man ran very fast like the wind. Up at one hilltop, he stopped and released a tootokan on the Sultan's body. As soon as it came to fruition, the Sultan was of course very surprised to get himself constricted by someone. When he tried to examine the person's face, it turned out that he was wearing a blue veil. The smell of his body fragrant as fragrant as a jasmine flower that is blooming on the verge of dusk. The sultan pondered. His brain turned around remembering what had happened to him before. Then he tried to break away from the human constriction of the blue cloak to go down to the ground. But no matter how hard he moved, still he could not escape. 

"Brother, who are you?”, asked the Sultan. 

The man did not say anything but to explore the whole foot of the hill with his pair of clear eyes. 

"Brother, you must be the one who helped me. But who are you? Please let me be demoted”, said Sultan Hasanuddin. 

That guy still doesn't say. Then he flashed again and his body ran away again like the wind towards the east. 

"Brother, if you don't tell me who you are, it won't be what. But I beg you to be revealed”, said Sultan after he was invited to run for about half an hour. 

The blue robe ran away. Curiously the Sultan said. "If you don't want to put me down, I'm forced to be rude to you!".

But the blue hooded robe still ignored the threatening speech. So the Sultan moved his right hand to elbow the man's waist in the blue robe. But strangely, many times he did that then not a single hit of his elbow that managed to hit his target. 

"This must be an extraordinary man", satin Sultan Hasanuddin. "Brother, where am I going?", asked the Sultan. 

Presumably man hooded cloth runs out of patience because asked continuously. "You're too chatty, just look!". 

“Heh...?!”, Sultan became shocked. How not because the man who carried his run turned out to be a woman. Although his voice was a bit snapping but his inertia was not lost. 

"It deserves to smell good" the Sultan said in his heart. 

And when he realized that he was in the narrow and carried away in such a way, of course, the Sultan became embarrassed and unpleasant. He thrashed again. But it still didn't work. They then entered a wilderness. In the middle of this wilderness there is a cave and into the cave that is the blue veil carrying the Sultan. It turns out that in the cave there is no difference in light with the air outside. This cave is long and has several passageways that branch, and increasingly into the decline. 

Finally they stopped in one room that was the shape of a four square room. This is where the blue robe releases and lowers the Sultan. The Sultan stood up and looked around. On one of the walls of the Sultan read an inscription that read GOA DEWI KERUDUNG BIRU. The Sultan was shocked and looked fixedly at the blue veil whose only pair of clear and shiny eyes were visible. 

"So right now I am dealing with the Blue Veil Goddess?”, said the Sultan slowly. 

But his heart was somewhat doubtful. Inside the room were two black stones. The Blue Veil Goddess went to sit on one of the stones and turned to the Sultan. "Please sit down Sultan", he said. 

"Thank you", Sultan sat down. "Sister, you have not answered whether you are the one who has been known in the martial world by the nickname of the Blue Veil Goddess?". 

The one asked let out a melodious laugh as a sprinkling of pearls fell on the tiles. 

"That's not what you need to ask anymore, you read what's written on that wall, right?". In saying so his pair of eyes never looked at the face of the Sultan.

"Ah then what an unexpected meeting this is. Thank you for your help the Blue Veil Goddess", then she continued, "because you have brought me here, you certainly have a certain purpose". 

"Rubber", justifies the Goddess of the Blue Veil. "I know a lot of what has happened to you”. 

"Thank you if the Goddess has taken care of me. Please next instructions”.

"You must quickly go to Demak and meet Sultan Trenggono for help. Go back to Banten with some troops". 

"Indeed it has become my plan Dewi”, said the Sultan anyway. 

"Yes, but an army isn't enough. The Wulung trench has black silat bags that are powerful''. 

"Before you leave you have to stay here for a day to put down some silat". 

The sultan was happy. "But", he said, "that short time does it work?!". 

"Important the basics, then the new practice and lastly the implementation” 

Sultan nodded. "I show respect to you, Goddess. From today you are my teacher”, said the Sultan anyway. 

Goddess of the Blue Veil bobbing her head. "I don't need to be respected. And I hope you don't get me wrong. If I pass on some intelligence to you doesn't mean I've become a teacher and you've become a student". 

"So....?", asked the Sultan in surprise. 

"Everything is solely to help you Sultan". 

"thank you. I will never forget your kindness. Likewise with the people of Banten. Just, in memory of my helper's face, to carve it into my memory, may I see your true face, the Blue Veil Goddess ?". 

The Blue Veil Goddess laughed again like a pearl falling scattering onto the floor. The melodious voice made the Sultan even more eager to see the face behind the veil. But the melodious laughing voice soon vanished when in the mouth of the cave there was a noise. 

"The woman must have brought the Sultan here! Let's go inside!".

And a moment later four red-robed and red-hooded body figures appeared in the room. The Sultan was surprised when the Blue Veil Goddess snorted behind her veil. 

One of the members of the Devil-Attracting Sukma exclaimed and pointed in the face. "Look! There is no mistaking our Vice-Chairman Sultan with him!". 

Other members of the Devil of Sukma, the slim high-bodied one stepped forward. "Female curse! Quickly leave that rnanusia to us!".

"He. he. dares to swear boldly against the red veil!", said the Goddess of the Blue Veil. 

"Betina crazy, do you count on daring to say that?!", yelling at the tall slim. 

"Please name each one of you! I don't normally kill a kroco-kroco without knowing his name!". 

The tall slim laugh bland. Looking up and patting his chest he said . "I'm Siralaya. My Degree Hand Whip Soul”. 

"Hem.good. Your title can too. But I asked if you would advance alone or four at once?!" 

Red Face of the Soul Bearer's Hand. "Lady, welcome this attack of mine!".

The Soul Bearer's hand hits his right hand. Along with that, the Blue Veil Goddess thrust her left hand forward. The tall slim Hand Soul Whore was shocked, when how the wind hit him was pushed by the wind blows the opponent so flipped attack him. Quickly he dodged to the side. 

"Siralaya, you step aside. Let me finish this female dajal!". The second Demon Lifting Sukma member stepped forward. 

"Tell me your name!", snapped the Blue Veil Goddess. 

"My name is not necessary. But my title is The Sky Shaker!". 

"Ho. ooo. It's good that you use the title Bead", mocking the Blue Veil Goddess. 

The mouth of the Sky Shaker is bemoaning. Once both of his hands moved, then two waves of wind that shook the room shot towards the Blue Veil Goddess. Amazingly, the Goddess who was still sitting on the rock let out a derogatory laugh and mentioned her right hand. Then the wind blows the Sky Shaker.

SERIATE.... YEA...