All Chapters of The Sword Of The Fire Dragon: Chapter 621
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Execution
After assigning the Five Demon Generals to their respective regions, Sukracarya made his way to the private chamber of Sastra Wijaya, the Grand Master of the Hellblade Sect—a place where the air itself seemed to hum with the residue of forbidden energy.Without sound or warning, the faint shimmer of black light rippled across the room. Sukracarya appeared as if woven from the very fabric of the void, his dark robes fluttering despite the still air. His sudden arrival startled Pandu Dewanata, who sat across from Sastra Wijaya. The warrior known once as The Mad Bamboo nearly leapt from his seat, his heart pounding before he forced himself back into calm.“I bring good news, Sastra,” Sukracarya declared, his tone composed yet filled with an unsettling undertone of triumph.Sastra Wijaya’s eyes lit up at the words. If Sukracarya—the personal envoy of Prince Kalasekti, heir to the Demon Realm—called something “good news,” it could only mean that fortune had smiled upon the Hellblade Sect.
King Wirabhumi vs Bulaksana
Once renowned as the most formidable spy of the Dark Faction—feared across the land by the name Night Demon—Prime Minister Arya had long left the shadows of espionage behind. Yet the sharpness of his eyes, the precision of his instincts, and the cunning that once made him a legend still burned within him like a silent flame.No disguise could deceive him. No illusion could veil itself from his sight.It took less than two minutes for three assassins from the Hell Sword Sect to fall lifelessly from the treetops, their throats cleanly slit before they even realized they’d been discovered. The operation was executed with silent precision—King Wirabhumi and his loyal Prime Minister Arya moved like twin phantoms in the forest, each strike deliberate, each kill immaculate.To conceal their presence, King Wirabhumi summoned a black flame in his palm—a fire said to burn even the soul of its victim—and reduced the corpses to ashes. With the same care, he scattered dry leaves over the remains u
The Prince’s Concern
“Hahahaha! Run as far as you like, pitiful human! There is no escape for you!” Bulaksana’s laughter shook the skies, a voice heavy with mockery and malice.King Wirabhumi, however, did not respond. His focus was unwavering. He soared through the vast open air, his robes whipping behind him like banners of shadow and gold. Only when he judged that he was far enough from the Hell Sword Sect’s domain did he slow, preparing himself for the battle to come.Bulaksana followed effortlessly, gliding beside him as if borne by invisible wings. His eyes gleamed with cruel amusement. “Even if you flee to the very core of the infernal abyss, I will still hunt you down!”As those words echoed through the heavens, the Shadow Blade strapped across King Wirabhumi’s back began to tremble violently. A strange hum filled the air, deep and resonant—then, before the king could even grasp its hilt, the sword tore itself free, levitating upright before him, the hilt pointing toward the heavens.Thick, swirli
The Other Power of the Black Dragon King
Sukracarya was utterly bewildered by Prince Kalasekti’s words. For the past few days, there had been no reports from Sastra Wijaya regarding any intruder within the surroundings of the Hell Sword Sect. And yet, the son of the Demon King had spoken with absolute certainty—that the one currently clashing with Bulaksana was none other than the Black Dragon King, a being whose power had nearly ended Sukracarya’s life in the past.Now that he possessed his own physical form, Sukracarya’s heart burned with the desire for vengeance. His mind whispered that this was the time to repay his humiliation. With his new body and the full strength of his demonic arts restored, he believed he might finally stand as an equal before the guardian of the infernal flame.But before the thought could grow bold, a sharp, commanding voice cut through his mind.> “Do not even think of it, Sukracarya!”Prince Kalasekti’s tone thundered like a curse.> “I can read your thoughts as clearly as the lines upon your
The Plan for Brojonoto
Not long after, the two of them saw King Wirabhumi walking toward where they had been waiting. His expression was solemn, his aura carrying the weight of one who had just faced something beyond ordinary comprehension."We should return at once. There’s no need to continue further. I am certain they already know of our arrival," said King Wirabhumi in a firm tone.Prime Minister Arya and Indrajaya exchanged a glance, their brows rising in unison."Because of that battle just now, Your Majesty?" asked Indrajaya cautiously."Indeed. I’ll tell you everything later. For now, we must leave this place," replied King Wirabhumi. His eyes swept the surrounding terrain before he moved, and the three of them disappeared into the forest shadows like streaks of wind.---Within the dark and oppressive complex of the Hellblade Sect, Wisnu and Songgogeni walked briskly toward the private chamber of Sastra Wijaya. Both were the leading spies and intelligence masters of the largest dark sect within the
The Opening of War
Ki Mangkubumi returned to his reverie, reaching out with his sight once more—and what he saw made the hair on his arms stand on end. The vision widened, revealing a truth far grimmer than anything he had dared suspect in the quiet of his study.“It seems this war will leave nothing in reserve,” he murmured at last, voice thin as smoke. “We must fight with everything we have, until the very end—until our blood is spent to the last drop.” He fell silent then, as if the weight of that inevitability had stolen his breath.Across the chamber, Arya and the other commanders turned as one to regard the elder. Their faces were taut with the same tension that threaded through the campfire-lit hall.“What did you see, Grandfather?” Arya asked, his tone sharpened by impatience and a soldier’s hunger for facts. The prince wanted answers now—not only so they might move, but so they might shape their strategy around whatever darkness loomed ahead.“God grant my eyes were mistaken,” Ki Mangkubumi whi
A Vengeful Clash
The two men turned instantly toward the source of the cry. From the dark fabric of the forest a thousand warriors rose as one—boots crushing leaves, metal singing free of scabbards. Weapons were drawn in a flurry of motion; their formation, hurried and ragged, betrayed how suddenly the assault had been announced and how little they had expected to be the target of such an abrupt onslaught.This was not the plan they had imagined. Their intention had been to spring the surprise—yet the enemy’s dark agents had beaten them to the blow and exposed their positions before their own lines could properly form.Seeing the disorder among their troops, Indrajaya and Rengga took the initiative, stepping forward to blunt the tide of the shadow-clad host. Between them they flung out crackling currents of energy—sharp, stinging waves that bit into the advancing fighters. Each release erupted like a small thunderbolt; the forest answered with explosions, and the cries of men meeting death rose to clo
Indrajaya vs Brojonoto I
Brojonoto knew well enough that his flames could not truly harm Indrajaya, yet he continued to wield them with deliberate persistence. Every blast of fire he hurled was not aimed at victory alone—it was meant to set the forest itself ablaze. If the inferno spread wide enough, he reasoned, the rising smoke and crimson glow would be visible from afar, even from the citadel of the Hellfire Sect. Then reinforcements would come, drawn by the beacon of destruction.At first glance, the duel seemed balanced. Each combatant unleashed waves of devastating energy, every strike carrying the intent to kill. Dozens of fierce exchanges followed, echoing through the forest like thunderclaps, yet neither fighter could land a decisive blow. Sparks and energy clashed, merging into a blinding dance of light and fury that turned night into a feverish red.Brojonoto found himself inwardly astonished. The Indrajaya he faced now was not the same man he had defeated before. His movements were sharper, his st
Indrayana vs Brojonoto II
Sukraya froze for a brief moment, his breath catching as a figure cloaked in blazing gold light surged toward him like a falling star. The glow of the weapon that figure held—a staff emanating a brilliant golden aura—burned through the smoky darkness around them. Without hesitation, Sukraya’s twin spears appeared in his grasp, spinning once before he anchored his stance, every muscle tightening in preparation for the oncoming clash.Rengga’s ascent through the air was mesmerizing—swift, graceful, yet filled with deadly intent. He rose even higher than the branch on which Sukraya stood, and then, with the fury of a descending thunderbolt, he brought his golden staff down in a wide arc aimed straight at Sukraya’s head.In an instant, Sukraya crossed his twin spears above him, forming a gleaming “X” to intercept the downward strike. He believed the combined strength of his twin spirit-forged weapons—augmented by his internal energy—would be more than enough to withstand the attack.He wa
The Great War
“I won’t be defeated so easily by you, traitor!” roared Brojonoto, his voice echoing through the burning forest as he parried another deadly strike.The clash of their sacred weapons—each forged from different mystical materials—sent a burst of sparks scattering into the air like fiery stars. Neither of them cared that the forest around them was being consumed by flames. At that moment, only one thought burned in their minds: kill or be killed.The glowing Energy Blade in Brojonoto’s grasp flickered weakly, its brilliance dimming as his inner power waned. But the warrior known as the Fire Demon Swordsman refused to yield. He summoned every ounce of his remaining strength, forcing his weapon to blaze once more. Yet behind that renewed glow lurked a shadow of fear—Brojonoto knew he wouldn’t last another ten minutes unless he finished Indrajaya quickly.Five relentless minutes passed. Their duel had transcended human limits, their bodies moving so swiftly that only flashes of light and c