All Chapters of The Sword Of The Fire Dragon: Chapter 671
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Battle at the Heavenly Peak III
“What is he doing?” Prince Kalasekti thought to himself, his brows tightening in disbelief. The surge of energy radiating from his opponent grew exponentially in a matter of seconds. He could see the young warrior raise his blade toward the heavens, drawing in the forces of nature that circled the entire mountain peak.The Four Elements Sword in Arya’s hand pulsed with a blinding brilliance. Its radiance outshone even the infernal energy that Prince Kalasekti had unleashed when he first appeared on the battlefield.From a distance, Sarwana and his companions—who had just finished annihilating the last of the demon army—watched intently. Unease crept through their hearts. Even the monkeys perched upon the treetops, creatures usually untamed and fearless, began to shiver as the air thickened with tension.Among all of them, Arya shared the deepest bond with the monkeys of the hidden valley. Years of hunting in the forest had taught him to understand their instincts and emotions, to reco
The Final Battle at the Heavenly Peak (END)
The clash of two divine relics—each born from the purest, most terrifying energy in existence—shook the heavens themselves. Their impact was not merely a collision of weapons, but of wills so immense that the air itself screamed. Explosions echoed in endless succession, rolling like thunder that could tear the world apart.Their speed surpassed mortal comprehension. To the eyes of any onlooker, they were not men, but blurs of light—two streaks of power darting through the ruins of the mountain. Only the aftermath of their strikes could be seen: torrents of flame and waves of smoke bursting outward with each collision.So rapid were their movements that in mere heartbeats, they had exchanged hundreds of blows. Neither had the advantage; yet gradually, Prince Kalasekti’s demonic strength began to press forward, overwhelming the very air around them.The devastation they left behind defied imagination. The once-majestic summit of the Heavenly Peak had been reduced to a wasteland of scorc
The Warrior of Skull Island
Synopsis Since childhood, Jalu had been trained as a warrior of the Dark Sect. After leaving Skull Island, he was given a mission by his master—to unite the martial world under one rule. His master, the most powerful dark warrior with eternal life, had been exiled and imprisoned by the Celestial Deities on that very island, unable to leave until his sentence was fulfilled. Yet fate took an unexpected turn. Jalu’s heart changed after meeting an old hermit who opened his eyes to the truth. He turned away from the path of darkness and embraced the way of light. In the end, destiny led him to face his own master—the immortal dark warrior who had been released from Skull Island through the will of a demon.Sea Phantom Pirates“Hurry, my wife! The ship is about to set sail!” shouted a handsome man around twenty-seven years old. A sword hung across his back, and in his hands, he carried a medium-sized wooden chest as he ran.Beside him, a beautiful young woman — no older than twenty-three
The Death of Panji
"Please, don’t panic. There are Sea Ghost pirates chasing our ship.""Thank you for the warning," replied Panji, his expression tightening as dread began to coil in his chest. Fear for the safety of his wife and child gripped him like cold iron.The handsome twenty-seven-year-old man quietly closed the cabin door after the sailor left. He turned toward Nilam, who was watching him anxiously."What’s happening?" she asked, her voice trembling."There are pirates trying to rob the ship," Panji answered, forcing a calm tone so his wife wouldn’t sense the storm in his heart. "But don’t be afraid. I’ll protect both of you."Nilam’s eyes shimmered with tears. She could hardly believe it—her first time aboard a ship, and now this? Her husband’s earlier words echoed painfully in her mind: Would death truly be the one to separate us?Panji stood, reaching for the sword he had placed beside his sleeping son. His gaze softened as he looked at the boy’s innocent face, unaware of the danger around
The Oath
Two remaining pirates aboard a small boat hurriedly untied the mooring ropes, paddling hard to pursue the fleeing ship. But before they could go far, thunder roared across the heavens. Thick clouds gathered and darkened the sky, rolling like a tide of shadows, while violent winds whipped through the open sea.“Forget the chase! Turn back, now!” the pirate leader bellowed as he saw the storm rise with terrifying speed.Then came the deluge — rain poured from the heavens, drenching the sea in a torrential fury. Lightning flashed again and again, splitting the night apart. Amid the chaos, Nilam’s frail body clung to a wooden chest as the waves tossed her about like a leaf in a tempest. The pirate ship, already taken by the Sea Ghosts, drifted farther and farther away until it vanished completely into the storm’s maw.---At the edge of a white-sanded shore, an old man — ragged, disheveled, his clothes torn and weathered by salt and time — trudged along the coastline, cursing under his br
A Command
“Grandfather, that pile of stones hidden in the forest beneath the thick bushes—did you arrange it yourself?” Jalu asked as he knelt beside Caraka.For a long moment, the old man simply gazed at him, his eyes distant and heavy with sorrow. Deep within that stare lay the grief of someone who knew he would soon be alone again.Caraka remembered the oath he once made: that the day Jalu discovered his mother’s grave would be the day he revealed the truth of the boy’s past. And with that truth, he would finally explain why he had spent eighteen years teaching Jalu the most formidable martial arts until the young man had reached the rank of a peerless warrior — despite having no special gift in his body other than an unbreakable will.Caraka had forged him through hardship — molding the boy’s character, discipline, and endurance until he knew neither fear nor weakness. He had also instilled within him the philosophy of the dark path, the ruthless way of survival. He had even taught Jalu to
Pretending
“Don’t worry. I have my own way to get you off this island,” the old man said calmly.Caraka stood up, carrying a wooden chest into the hut. Moments later, he came out again, his eyes sharp with purpose. “Now, come with me,” he said.Without hesitation, Jalu followed his grandfather’s footsteps toward the small forest that lay beyond the hut. The air was thick with the scent of damp soil and salt from the sea breeze.After nearly an hour of walking, the two of them reached the edge of the forest. Before them rose a cliff—rugged and steep, no less than twenty meters high.“Come on, Jalu!”Caraka leapt upward in a single fluid motion. Jalu, following closely behind, pushed off the ground and landed beside him on the top of the cliff with remarkable lightness.“Look over there.”Caraka pointed toward a massive boulder shaped like a human skull. Its hollow eye sockets faced the ocean, forever grinning at the endless waves.“That’s the reason this place is called Skull Island,” he said, hi
The Kindness of Lady Sundari
Jalu could only laugh inwardly as everyone around him began whispering that he had lost his memory—or worse, that he had gone mad. Yet deep inside, he found comfort in their assumptions. The less they expected of him, the more freedom he had to observe and understand this unfamiliar world without arousing suspicion.“How about this?” suggested a rotund man dressed in fine silk, his tone as confident as his wealth suggested. “Once we reach the shores of Swarnadwipa, Lady Sundari, perhaps you could take him in. With a little treatment, maybe his memories will return. And with that strong body of his, I’m sure he could help you with your trade.”Lady Sundari, a woman of graceful bearing and calm eyes, folded her arms. “I can’t decide that yet, Parjo. My husband is still resting. I’ll speak with him once he wakes, then we’ll discuss this young man’s fate.”Feigning amnesia was proving harder than Jalu had imagined. But for now, he had no other choice. He needed help—guidance in understand
Revenge
Could it be true? The question echoed in Jalu’s mind like a drumbeat. A chilling thought began to take shape — perhaps it was the Sea Ghost Pirates who had forced his mother to throw herself into the ocean all those years ago, sacrificing everything to save him.“Let me face them,” Jalu said suddenly, his voice low but firm. “You both should stay here and lock the door.”He rose swiftly, grabbing the Lightning Sword that hung upon the wall. The blade glimmered faintly under the wavering lantern light as he turned toward the door.Lady Sundari and her husband, Aji, froze. For a heartbeat, neither of them could speak. It was only when Jalu’s hand touched the door that their paralysis broke.“Jalu, no! Don’t fight them,” Lady Sundari pleaded, her voice trembling. “Those pirates are ruthless. It’s better to hand over our goods than lose your life!”“Don’t worry, Aunt,” Jalu replied, his tone calm yet resolute. “I’ll be fine. Stay inside and do not come out until I return.”He didn’t wait
The Land of Swarnadwipa
“Where are those pirates now?” Aji asked curiously, his tone filled with unease.“There’s no need to worry about them,” Jalu replied calmly, masking the truth behind a casual smile. “For some reason, they suddenly turned around and decided not to attack our ship.”Of course, he couldn’t possibly tell the wealthy merchant couple that the Sea Ghost Pirates had already met their end—sent personally by his hand to the realm of death.Aji frowned deeply, suspicion flickering in his eyes. He knew the reputation of those pirates all too well; the Sea Ghosts never abandoned their prey once they had chosen a target.Unable to rest easy, the merchant left his cabin and went toward the stern. He stared across the vast, glittering sea in search of the pirates who were now nowhere to be seen. After a long moment, he sighed and returned to his cabin where Jalu and his wife were waiting.Four days passed. Finally, their massive vessel docked at the bustling port. Jalu, Aji, and Nyi Sundari descended