All Chapters of THE GOD'S OF CHOSEN WARRIOR : Chapter 491
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DEATH SENTENCE
With their wrists bound tightly behind their backs, Duke Ranamungkarna and Village Chief Surananta were forced to kneel upon the dust-strewn earth. The grandeur that once defined their stations—whether ruling over the realm of Majasari or guiding the affairs of their village—had vanished entirely, replaced by a humbling vulnerability that stripped away every vestige of their former power.Gone were the fierce, commanding gazes they had wielded like weapons against all who dared oppose them. Their pride, once as towering as the ancient banyan trees that shaded Majasari’s palace courtyards, crumbled into nothingness beneath the weight of countless eyes that bore into them with unflinching scrutiny, as if peering straight through the layers of pretense they had built around themselves over the years.After what felt like an eternity of waiting, Aji arrived at last, flanked by Ratih, Diandra, and Diandra’s mother. They stepped forward with solemn purpose, their figures casting long shadow
EXECUTION
“How conveniently you speak now!” Diandra’s voice thundered through the air, sharp as shards of obsidian, her rage blazing like wildfire across the sun-drenched village square. “Why claim me as your daughter only in this hour of ruin? Where were you in all the years that came before? When we needed you most, when scorn and isolation were our daily bread—you were nowhere to be found. You are nothing but filth, unworthy of even the smallest shred of respect!”Her eyes, once warm with kindness, now burned bright red with the intensity of her fury, each glance a lash against the man who had sired her yet abandoned her to a life of shame.“How many other women have suffered as my mother did at your hands, monster?” she pressed forward, her voice ringing with the weight of countless unspoken tragedies. “How many lives have you shattered with your greed and cruelty? How many families have you torn apart to satisfy your twisted desires?”The fire of her wrath was unstoppable—by nature, when h
THE BLACK SKULL SECT
Joy radiated from every face in the village, painting the dusty streets with a light that had been absent for nearly two decades. The weight of fear and corruption that had pressed down upon them for so long had been lifted at last, and now their thoughts turned toward the future—toward choosing a new leader to guide them in place of Surananta, one who would honor their trust and serve the common good with wisdom and integrity.When the echoes of celebration had faded and the solemn work of laying the executed men to rest was complete, Aji and Ratih made their way back to the humble cottage where Gayatri and Diandra had made their home through all the years of hardship. The sun hung low in the western sky, casting golden rays across the thatched roof and the small garden where Gayatri had tended herbs and vegetables even in the darkest days of her shame.As Aji stepped across the threshold, he could see the profound sense of peace that had settled over mother and daughter. For Gayatri
THE DISK ENERGY
Aji drew a long, steadying breath, the cool mountain air filling his lungs as he considered his wife’s request. After a moment’s pause, he nodded slowly in agreement—for he knew full well that the strength of the dark sect they sought remained a mystery, and having Ratih by his side would be far wiser than facing whatever dangers lay ahead alone.From what the villagers had told them, the Black Skull Sect was no small band of miscreants. Its reputation had spread across the realm like wildfire, and if the tales held true, its power rivaled—perhaps even surpassed—that of the Dragon Sword School led by Ratih’s father, Ki Mangkubumi. The thought sent a quiet ripple of caution through Aji’s mind, but he pushed it aside, his resolve as unshakable as the mountain peaks that surrounded them.His gaze drifted forward once more, though the dense canopy of ancient pines and cedar trees limited his view to little more than a few paces ahead. No sign of buildings or fortifications could be seen t
THE MURDERING FLYING DISK FORMATION
Before the three figures could make their move, Aji stepped forward with his hand raised in a placating gesture. “Hold a moment! Let my wife withdraw to safety first. I know true warriors would never harm a woman—surely that is a code you honor?”“Hahahahaha! True warriors we are indeed!” one of them roared, his voice echoing with cruel amusement as he ran his tongue across his lips. “She may go—but when you fall, your beautiful bride will belong to us all! Such smooth, unmarked skin deserves to be cherished by men of power, not wasted on the likes of you!”“You speak wisely, brother!” another chimed in, his eyes glinting with greed behind his mask. “What a shame it would be if our blades were to mar such perfection. Better she serve us well once her husband is gone!”Rage burned hot in Aji’s chest at their words, a fire that threatened to consume his reason. Every instinct screamed at him to draw his blade and teach these foul men the price of dishonoring his wife—but he forced himse
THE NIGHT-SPLITTING DISKS
“Their movements are impossibly fast…” Aji muttered under his breath, his muscles burning with exertion as he parried yet another flurry of strikes. He had faced overwhelming odds countless times in his life—battling bandits in moonless forests, confronting rogue nobles with armies at their backs—but never before had he encountered an enemy whose tactics were so perfectly coordinated. The way they wove long-range disk attacks between close-quarters sword strikes was nothing short of terrifying, leaving him with barely a moment to breathe, let alone plan his countermoves.In the deep darkness of the mountain night, lit only by the dying embers of their campfire, Aji could not fully evade a powerful kick that slammed into his ribs, sending him staggering backward. He planted his right foot firmly in the soft earth, grinding his heels into the ground to halt his retreat, his jaw clenched against the sharp pain that shot through his side.“How can they see so clearly in this blackness?” h
THE NEXT BATTLE
Without warning, a cataclysmic wave of searing energy exploded outward from where Aji stood, hurling the four surrounding figures through the air like discarded rags. By some small miracle, they managed to rally their inner strength at the last moment, erecting a thin barrier of protective energy to shield themselves from the heat that would have reduced their bodies to dust in mere seconds.Even so, they could not escape the force of the blast. Each warrior crashed into the thick trunk of a pine tree, their impacts shaking the forest with dull, resounding thuds.“Damnation! We had no idea he possessed such power!” one of them groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as internal injuries began to take their toll. His body convulsed with pain as he pushed himself away from the splintered tree trunk, his back screaming in agony from where it had struck the unyielding wood.His three companions staggered to join him, their faces hidden behind masks but their body language be
THE TERRIFYING MASKED FIGURE
Aji narrowed his eyes, squinting to make out the dark form standing seven meters before him. The mountain night still held its grip on the summit, and shadows clung to the figure like a second skin—but after a few heartbeats, he realized the darkness was not just from the night. The man wore a mask carved into a grotesque, terrifying visage, its features twisted into a permanent snarl that seemed to leer at him from beneath the hood of his black robes.“Seems you might need to have your eyes checked, young man,” Aji replied, his voice laced with mocking amusement. He stood relaxed, his hands resting casually at his sides—as if facing a high-ranking member of the most feared dark sect in the realm was nothing more than a chance encounter on a quiet road.“Filth! My eyes are perfectly fine!” Karman roared, his voice booming across the clearing with enough force to make the dead leaves scatter across the ground. The insult stung deep—he was the deputy leader of the Black Skull Sect, reve
THE TROUBLESOME FOE
“Does my reason matter to you?” Aji let out a soft chuckle, his eyes briefly flickering toward the thick pine tree where Ratih remained hidden. The mountain night was so dark, so heavy with shadow, that Karman did not notice the glance—nor did he sense the presence of another soul on the summit.“I will ask you one more time, cur! Tell me why you killed my four brothers!” Karman roared, his voice shaking the very air around them. His masked face was turned fully toward Aji, and even through the twisted features of his disguise, the intensity of his rage was unmistakable.Aji drew a long, slow breath, letting the cool mountain air fill his lungs before he spoke. “Those four men stood in my path. When they refused to let me pass—and chose to attack instead—I had no choice but to defend myself. Death was simply the consequence of their actions.”“This mountain and all lands beyond are forbidden territory,” Karman shot back immediately, his stance rigid with self-righteous fury. “It was t
THE FALL OF THE TERRIFYING MASK
Karman met Aji’s advance head-on, his movements growing swifter with each passing moment as he pressed his younger opponent back across the mountain summit. Time and again, Aji’s strikes came crashing toward him—only to be turned aside with effortless precision, as if Karman were swatting away nothing more than flies.After exchanging dozens of blows, Aji was forced to retreat once more, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to keep pace. Karman’s speed was increasing exponentially with every passing second, and it was all Aji could do to avoid being overwhelmed by the relentless assault.“I still cannot fathom how my four brothers fell at your hands,” Karman hissed, appearing directly before Aji in a blur of movement. His fists were wreathed in dark energy that crackled like black thunder, and his voice rang with cold fury. “But I will ensure their deaths are avenged this very night!”“SKULL SPIRIT PUNCH!”The blow struck true, sending Aji hurtling backward through the ai