Chapter: Last Message (The End)Jalu approached one of the corpses he had spotted and knelt beside it. His hand moved, searching for evidence inside the uniform worn by the man, who appeared to be less than thirty years old.From his experience destroying four academies that refused to submit to him, every member of an academy usually possessed a special mark. It could be a tattoo or a seal, usually in the form of a metal plate."Hmmm... what's this symbol?" Jalu muttered softly when he saw a symbol depicting a mountain encircled by flames on the left chest of the corpse.The eighteen-year-old then glanced at the other corpse and walked towards the one lying face down. Without hesitation, he flipped the body over to confirm his suspicion. Yes. Jalu suspected that the image of the mountain encircled by flames was the emblem of an academy."Turns out I was right." Again, the handsome young warrior muttered to himself. But what confused him was that there were no inscriptions to indicate the name of the academy or its
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Chapter: Seeking Clues"You're just courting death!" scoffed the robber leader, not even breaking a sweat as several villagers attempted to attack him. He swung his greatsword, a cruel smile plastered on his lips.One by one, the villagers fell. Blood from gaping wounds stained the street, the site of the unbalanced battle, crimson.The inevitable cries of the women echoed as they watched their husbands, brothers, fathers, and sons fall, bathed in blood. It was truly a brutal massacre they were witnessing.If these cruel individuals had been a mere band of robbers, there might have been some semblance of balance, even with the villagers fighting unarmed. However, because the robber gang originated from a dark sect academy, the disparity was stark. The two hundred male villagers who initially resisted dwindled rapidly.In less than half an hour, the village had lost its men. Now, the strategically located village was more aptly called a village of widows, such was the number of women left to mourn their husb
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Chapter: Mass MurderThe tall, large-bodied man's voice was so loud that it could be heard from dozens of meters away. All members of the robber gang who heard it instantly directed their gaze at him, before turning to Darmono and Ayu Wulandari who were running away towards the village exit.More than twenty members rushed to chase. Their quick and simultaneous steps caused dust to fly and be left behind. Like it or not they had to be able to catch the two humans who were trying to escape, rather than getting a heavy punishment from their leader if they failed.Finding their escape known by the robber gang, Darmono and Ayu Wulandari panicked half to death. Both of them tried to speed up their running pace with the aim of not being caught.However, the physical differences between men and women were clearly there. Moreover, Ayu Wulandari was only a spoiled girl who had almost never run until her age of 17 years at this time. The beautiful girl could not run any further even though she had managed to get ou
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Chapter: RobberyThe sound of horses' hooves pounding the ground was clearly heard leaving dust flying billowing thickly. The leader who was left behind grinned widely imagining the great results of his men's work.The village that was the target of their barbarity this time was a strategic and crowded area. Newcomers came and went alternately every time. Some small and large inns were always filled, especially in the harvest seasons.It was not without reason that the village named Sukamakmur was crowded, its position flanked by two large dukedoms and located in the middle of a vast forest was the cause. From one dukedom to another could take two days and two nights of travel, and Sukamakmur village was always the destination to stay overnight rather than being caught in the forest at night.As soon as they entered the village gate, the situation looked very deserted and completely quiet. There was no activity at all that could be captured by the eyes of each member of the robber gang.Apparently the
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Chapter: CuriosityDharmawangsa was amazed by Jalu's body endurance that was able to withstand the effects of Nyi Saraswati's poison. Although he did not know exactly what kind of poison was in Jalu's body, he could already estimate how much power and strength the poison had. He saw it from Jalu's pale face, as well as the emergence of some green veins on the handsome young man's face.Not wanting Jalu to struggle alone against the poison that nested in his body, Dharmawangsa tried to channel his energy to help remove the poison. But what happened made him even frown."Impossible! There must be something wrong."Dharmawangsa was curious, because it turned out that Jalu's body rejected the energy he channeled, and that clearly made it difficult for him to think clearly. How could the body of the young warrior who had stirred up the martial world not want to receive the flow of his energy.It was not Dharmawangsa's name if he gave up just like that. For the second time he channeled his energy again into J
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Chapter: Adverse Impact IIDharmawangsa's face turned red burning with emotion. If it was himself who was insulted it might not be a problem, but if it was his teacher who was insulted, then the person who insulted him was obliged to be killed. Not excluding Ageng Wicaksono."That mouth of yours cannot be allowed to remain intact Ageng Wicaksono! Now it's my turn to attack you bastard!" Dharmawangsa moved quickly attacking Ageng Wicaksono after speaking. The silver sword in his hand looked to release a bright white light that dazzled the eyes. That could be understood considering that the Silver sword he was using had qualified quality."How could it be?" Ageng Wicaksono was captivated by the brightness of the light that came out of the Silver sword. Because all this time he had never known about the original privilege of the sword that had made him a traitor. Even Dharmawangsa and his teacher had never shown it to him."Damn!"As a result of being captivated by the privilege of the Silver sword, Ageng Wicakson
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THE LAST WARRIOR REVENGE
That night, everything was destroyed.
The sect that had raised Arga was stormed by hundreds of unknown assailants, leaving nothing but piles of corpses and blazing fire. He nearly perished in the massacre, had it not been for a powerful warrior named Barata who saved him.
From that day on, Arga swore an oath: blood would be repaid with blood.
Under Barata’s guidance, Arga mastered countless mystical arts, transforming into a respected warrior. Yet the path he walked was far from righteous—the knowledge he gained drew him closer to the shadows. Even so, his resolve never wavered: to hunt down those who destroyed the Golden Step Sect.
One by one, secrets were revealed. His enemies were not mere bandits, but a coalition of great sects that had long envied Golden Step’s supremacy. And behind it all stood a traitor from the past… now allied with the most powerful dark force in the martial world.
Thus began Arga’s journey—a path that would lead him to challenge the mightiest warriors, tear through the veil of betrayal, and confront the devil in human form: Jalak Seta.
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Chapter: THE TRIALArga and Arimbi turned toward the right side of the bridge. Hovering there was a woman with a face that made the blood run cold — her skin stretched so tight over her bones she looked more like a walking skull than a living being.“You survived the illusion trial,” the Skull Woman hissed, her voice like stones grinding together. “Now you face a new test on this Bridge of Death.”“Is this why they call this long span the Skull Bridge?” Arimbi asked, her eyes fixed on the creature’s hollow sockets.“Perhaps. We’ll find out soon enough what else awaits us here,” Arga said, his hand inching toward the hilt of his Blood Sword.“Once, only one soul crossed this bridge alive. So you must fight the illusion of that very person. It may be an illusion — but your lives are the stake! Fail, and you’ll be cursed here forever… hikhikhikhik!”“Wait a moment! What do you mean we have to fight them? And who are you, anyway?” Arga demanded, his voice sharp with suspicion.“I am the demon guardian of th
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Chapter: THE BRIDGE OF DEATHAfter the Golden-Horned Demon fell to Arga’s sword, the mist slowly lifted — and Arga froze to see Arimbi sitting by the road leading to the bridge.“Arimbi?” he called.The girl, who had been hiding her face, looked up. She saw Arga standing before her, covered in wounds.“Arga…”He smiled, then collapsed at her feet. The girl, who had doubted if it was truly him, rushed to his side at once.Now she was certain. When Arimbi touched his skin, she felt a burning heat. Add to that the countless cuts across his body that made him groan in agony.“He must have faced a formidable foe…” Arimbi thought.She remembered the demon fruit Arga had brought as provisions.Quickly, she searched for it — and found one left.“Arga, eat this. It will heal you fast…” she said.Arga bit into the fruit she held out. He chewed a few times, then swallowed. Arimbi let him finish every last bite.As soon as he did, every muscle in his body tensed.Veins bulged on his forehead. Arga roared, fighting off a pain
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Chapter: Fighting Myself"You are me...!" the pale woman said to Arimbi.The girl jolted in shock at the words from the fair-skinned woman."Stop spouting nonsense, you walking corpse! I am me! I don’t even know who you are!" Arimbi snapped, furious.The woman who looked just like Arimbi let out a soft laugh."Do you know what lies in the deepest corner of your heart...? Have you forgotten since you met that half-demon youth?" the figure asked.Arimbi fell silent. She had no idea what the doppelgänger meant."What are you talking about!?" she demanded."You truly have forgotten, Arimbi. The real reason you got close to Arga was the demon power within him — am I wrong?"Arimbi’s eyes narrowed in anger."I never thought such a thing!"she retorted."Heheh, dare you deny it...!? Then do you remember what your master, Nyai Rantak, said before she died? She told you to find the half-demon so you could bring her back from the death she brought upon herself! When Nyai Rantak rises because of this, she will be reborn
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Chapter: I Am YouSorry, there was a mistake with the name Bima which should be Arga.************* As the two Golden-Horned Demon duplicates lunged at him with ravenous fury, Arga Sena’s mind snapped to the demon fruit tucked away in his pouch—a small, gnarled thing that pulsed with forbidden power. It was his last resort, and he did not hesitate. With trembling fingers, he pulled it out and bit down, the acrid, bitter pulp flooding his mouth as its magic surged through his veins. Agony seared through every fiber of his being as the fruit forced his wounds to heal at a brutal, unnatural speed—skin knitting back together, bones mending with a sound like cracking stone. Through the haze of pain, Arga’s hand shot out to grasp his Blood Sword, and he swung it in a desperate arc to block the first demon’s crashing blow. Trang! The impact sent Arga to one knee, his muscles screaming as he struggled to hold his ground against the demon’s overwhelming strength. Before he could push himself up, the second
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Chapter: The Golden-Horned DemonThe great mace hurtled toward Bima like a falling meteor, its iron head gleaming with deadly intent. With cat-like reflexes, Bima twisted sharply to the left, his body moving in a fluid arc that barely carried him out of harm’s way. But no sooner had he evaded the blow than a wave of inky black aura surged toward him from the palm of the Black-Horned Demon, blocking all escape routes in an instant.There was no time to dodge. Bima drew deep from the well of power within his soul, and from his outstretched hand burst a brilliant blue light that coalesced into a shimmering sphere. This was his Demon Sphere Art—a technique forged in the fires of countless battles. With a swift, decisive motion, he hurled the sphere at the oncoming darkness.Wooossshhh!The black wave split apart as the Demon Sphere tore through it, its ethereal form drinking in the shadowy aura like a sponge. Empowered by the darkness it had consumed, the sphere continued its relentless flight toward the Black-Horned Dem
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Chapter: Trials of IllusionThe creature with the ravaged face drifted closer to the grotesque mound of demonic corpses, the remnants of the winged abominations slain by Bima and Arimbi.Its features, or what remained of them, twisted in a grotesque expression of fury and resentment. The eyes, devoid of eyelids, bulged from their sockets, fixing upon Bima and Arimbi with such malevolent intensity that it sent shivers down their spines.Without a sound, the creature's physical form began to dissolve, its essence transforming into wisps of ethereal mist that swirled and dissipated into the air."Arimbi, be wary," Bima warned, his voice low and urgent. "This is an illusion… it seems we have been ensnared within a realm of illusion from the very beginning, a trap woven by her power."But Arimbi did not respond. Bima turned, his heart leaping into his throat, only to find that the young woman who had stood by his side moments before had vanished. His eyes darted in every direction, searching for any sign of her, his
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