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: Demon Sphere & Spirit-Slashing BladeKi Sura laughed in satisfaction. He stood half-bent due to the effect of Arga’s internal-energy strike.“Well? Can you compare your previous attack with the one I just told you about?” asked Ki Sura.Arga stared at the old man in confusion. He felt as if he was being taught by a master, yet he didn’t know how to react, because for him this was a real battle.“The name of the technique you just acquired is the Sun-Drawing Technique,” Ki Sura said.“What do you actually mean by teaching me this technique?” Arga asked.“Hey! Who said I taught you anything!? Even my student needed six moons to master that technique! You did it in the blink of an eye! You’re far too talented to be my student!” Ki Sura exclaimed.Arga still didn’t understand Ki Sura’s intention, but he didn’t care anymore. He quickly launched another attack.Ki Sura didn’t stay still. With the power he possessed, Ki Sura easily gathered wind energy in his hands.“Now, take this!” Ki Sura said as he threw the wind sphere tha
Last Updated: 2025-11-14
Chapter: A Debt Repaid“I’ve already told you everything,” said Ki Sura calmly. “Your grudge against my sect no longer matters. What matters now is that I share the same hatred as you—because you slaughtered all of my disciples so cruelly.”Arga smirked.“Thank you, Ki, for your honesty. For telling me what I didn’t know. But no matter what your reasons are, it changes nothing. I will still destroy every sect that took part in the massacre. Your story will not stop me.”His eyes were sharp and cold, his voice filled with steel. The fire of vengeance within him blazed fiercer than ever—strong enough to consume every sect, every kingdom, even the Western Wind Nation itself.Ki Sura looked at Arga with a faint smile. Despite his years of training countless disciples, not one of them possessed such unwavering spirit and determination as this young man before him.“That’s your path, young one,” Ki Sura said. “And this is mine. Let’s end it here—one way or another.”<
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Chapter: Ki SuraThe next morning, Arimbi prepared breakfast for Arga. She had decided to cook alongside the innkeeper.Before she descended the mountain from her place of study, Arimbi often cooked nasi bakar—rice wrapped in banana leaves and grilled with fish seasoning and basil. Her teacher once said that her cooking was remarkably delicious.That was why, on that morning, Arimbi made it especially for Arga. It was the first time she had ever prepared a meal for a man.Arga looked at the rice that had been cooked inside a bamboo tube. With just one glance, he could already tell it looked delicious. Arimbi took the rice out and placed it on an earthen plate lined with banana leaves.“Please, try it, brother. I made it myself,” said Arimbi with a cheerful smile.Arga dipped his fingers into the bowl of water to wash them, then took a handful of the grilled rice and tasted it. The girl who secretly loved him waited nervously for his reaction.When Arga’s eyes widened, Arimbi immediately panicked.“Wha
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Chapter: The Shadow DemonArimbi’s eyelids fluttered shut at last. Her breathing grew steady, calm—her small hand still nestled in Arga’s grasp.The young warrior stared at her face, his dark eyes unblinking. Her peaceful expression stirred something unfamiliar within him.What is this feeling? Why does her face alone bring me such calm? he wondered, heart pounding harder with every breath.His left hand began to rise, trembling slightly, as if guided by instinct. He wanted to touch her cheek—to feel the warmth of her skin. Yet just as his fingers brushed the air before her face, he froze.A faint sound came from outside—the whisper of something ancient and sinister.That aura… a demonic presence?Slowly, Arga released her hand. The air around him grew heavy. The energy that pressed against his senses was dark, dense, and disturbingly familiar.This is the same aura I felt that night in the old hut… he thought, stepping cautiously toward the door.He remembered Banu’s final words—the night the dying man had en
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Chapter: The Tale of the Mad Demon WarriorThe sound of galloping hooves echoed from afar—sharp, hurried, and unsettling. Villagers turned their heads as a group of riders thundered through the narrow dirt road, passing the small houses that lined the edge of the valley.Each horse carried large sacks strapped to their sides. From those sacks, a dark crimson liquid dripped to the ground, leaving a trail of blood and an acrid stench that hung thick in the air, making the villagers’ stomachs churn.The riders stormed into the Black Serpent Sect compound. The sound of their arrival reached the homes of Ki Kalam and Ki Sura, the two senior masters of the sect.“They’ve returned! Wicaksono must have succeeded—just as I hoped,” said Ki Kalam, excitement flashing in his weary eyes.The two elders rushed outside, heading toward the main training hall where the sound of horses had stopped. But when they arrived, what they saw froze their blood.The horses stood restless and snorting—but their saddles were empty. There were no riders. O
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Chapter: The Crimson Path of VengeanceArga dashed forward with a surge of unyielding vigor, his figure cutting through the mist like a phantom of war. The scent of blood and burnt wood still lingered in the ruined village, where the last remaining house stood half-collapsed—a grim reminder of the slaughter wrought by Manik and his followers.There, at the edge of destruction, Arga halted. Dust swirled around his boots as he stood in the middle of the muddy road, waiting. The rhythmic pounding of hooves grew louder, echoing like thunder rolling from the horizon.A troop of mounted warriors emerged from the trees, their black robes fluttering behind them, the serpent insignia of their sect glinting coldly under the gray sky.They reined their horses sharply, halting before him. The leader, a tall man with a narrow face and predatory eyes, drew his sword in one swift motion.“Who dares block the path of the Black Serpent Sect? Move aside, stranger, or die where you stand!” the man barked. His name was Wicaksono—their command
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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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