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 Secret ArmamentsArga reached forward, his fingers brushing against objects that gleamed with an otherworldly sheen—each one unique, forged from materials that seemed to belong to a realm far beyond the boundaries of the human world. He lifted them one by one, setting them carefully on the display table where their surfaces caught the soft, crystal light of the shop’s enchanted lamps.“Kartika, could you tell me about these remarkable items?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine wonder as he ran his palm over a wide, intricately carved belt that seemed to hum with quiet power.Kartika smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling with the pride of one who understood the true value of the treasures she tended. She nodded gracefully, stepping closer to the table to begin her explanations.“This, my lord, is known as the Stellar Repository Sash,” she said, tapping a series of small, embossed buttons that lined the belt’s leather surface. “Each button is linked to a pocket dimension—press one, and you may store an
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: The Wayward SorceressNot far from the shimmering spires of the Fairy Kingdom lay a jagged expanse of stone forests—towering monoliths that clawed at the pale sky, their surfaces cracked and weathered by ages of scorching winds and bitter frost. The land here was barren beyond measure, a desolate realm where nothing grew save for the colossal rocks that stretched toward the heavens like petrified giants frozen in eternal vigil.Creatures of every kind shunned this isolated domain, driven away by the unnatural aura that clung to the stones like a suffocating shroud. Whispers of dark magic and ancient curses echoed through the narrow passages between the monoliths, and even the hardiest of the fairy folk dared not venture into its depths after the sun had set.Then, a shadow moved—swift as a falling star, silent as a grave. Clad in robes of deepest ebony that seemed to drink the very light around it, the figure darted through the labyrinthine paths of the stone forest, feet barely touching the dust-covered g
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Chapter: LESMANADwarawati spun on her heel, her emerald eyes blazing with fury as she fixed her gaze on the Fae knight who had loosed the arrow against her. The projectile—forged from pure spiritual energy—still crackled with leftover power as it lay embedded in the stone at her feet, its golden light casting dancing shadows across the courtyard.“You… how dare you!” she gasped, her voice catching in her throat as recognition dawned across her face. The knight standing before her was no ordinary soldier—his broad shoulders, silver-streaked hair, and commanding presence marked him as someone of great standing.The Fae man nodded slowly, a warm, knowing smile playing at the corners of his lips. Dwarawati straightened her posture, though the fire in her eyes softened just slightly as she faced him. This was no rival to be challenged, no subordinate to be commanded.This was Lesmana—the very knight who had fought alongside Arga against the shape-shifting beasts that had threatened the borderlands weeks e
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Chapter: DWARAWATIThe moment the newcomer stepped into view, Bhirawa bowed low in solemn deference, every movement sharp with the searing agony of his shattered right arm. Even as pain radiated up his shoulder and through his torso, he forced his posture rigid—honor demanded nothing less from one of his station.The woman before him was breathtakingly beautiful, yet her gaze cut through the air like shards of obsidian as it fixed on his mangled limb. For a heartbeat, her silver eyes held steady on the injury; then she turned her head slowly, her long, moonlit hair sweeping across her armored shoulders as she faced Arga.“A human?” Her voice was like winter wind through crystal—clear, cold, and carrying the weight of absolute authority. “What have you done to my warrior?”“I merely defended myself,” Arga replied, his tone casual as if discussing the weather, though his jaw was set with barely concealed tension. “He was the one who attacked with reckless hunger for battle.”A flicker of anger tightened t
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Chapter: The Mysterious ShopArga stepped out of the clothing store, already adjusting the familiar leather tunic and trousers he had chosen—simple, sturdy garments that felt like home against his skin. Gone were the elaborate silks and gleaming metal trimmings the fae realm had provided; in their place was the practical attire of a warrior who valued function over finery. Intan and Rukma exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of amusement and confusion, but said nothing as they fell into step beside him.The streets of the Central City bustled with life—fae merchants hawked their wares from stalls draped in colorful fabrics, their voices rising and falling in a melodic chorus as they praised the quality of their goods. Customers wandered from stall to stall, some haggling over prices while others simply browsed, their eyes wide with wonder at the treasures on display. The air was thick with the scents of spiced bread, blooming flowers, and polished metal—a vibrant tapestry of sensations that spoke of prosper
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Chapter: The Realm of the Guardian FaeArga’s eyes fluttered open slowly, heavy as lead after what felt like an endless slumber. He blinked away the haze of unconsciousness, his gaze sweeping across the room with sharp scrutiny—every detail etched into his memory with the precision of a trained warrior. Sunlight streamed through tall, arched windows of stained crystal, casting prismatic patterns across walls paneled in silver-bark wood and floors inlaid with polished river stones.“Where… where am I?” he wondered silently, pushing himself upright as he tossed aside the thick velvet blanket that had been draped over his body. The moment his feet touched the cool stone floor, a jolt of embarrassment shot through him—he was completely bare, not a shred of clothing to be found on his muscular frame.“By all the stars above… this is mortifying!” he muttered under his breath, scanning the room frantically for his belongings. His search came to a halt when he spotted a small mahogany table near the bed, upon which lay a complete
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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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