THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
GREEN DAYS

The Sword God and the Mad Loincloth were also made to chuckle by the screeching sound as well as the commanding yelling sound that shook the valley. Both of them back and looked to the right side. It turned out that four Skull-faced girls were standing on the stage. The shuddering paras clearly imagined death. 

“Satan rough! What's your business, is your rank telling us to stop the battle, huh?!" kertak Si Cawat Mad on the skull face girl who stood the most face and dressed in a brief red. 

"Monkey squeaky kempeng! Your mouth is too cheap to insult! Your life I didn't let go!" 

And the words of the face of the skull of the red shirt were cut off by the blaring laughter of the Mad Loin. "Dare to insult dare to die!" said. 

"Hem. .. apparently you.also passed by takabur, the czech monkey!" 

The Mad Lick laughed again. "If only you knew who you were dealing with right now, you would definitely run away in a storm!" 

"Fart!" maki the red dress was furious. His left hand moved about his sleeve. 

"WUTTA!" 

The wind like a storm is pounding towards the Mad Loin. At first the Mad Lick took it lightly and just laughed at receiving the blow. Indifferently waved his left hand to fuse the opponent's attack. How surprised he is. The wave of his hand was unable to destroy the opponent's attack. Instead, the wind of the opponent made his body shudder. And if that second he did not quickly jump to the side, surely his body would be churning out of the stage. The Crazy Loincloth let out cold sweat. Parasms wrinkle. The energy in the face of his great skull is not playing, thought the old man.

 "Cranial face, who are you?!" ask the Mad Loincloth with a fierce snapping. 

The one who was asked laughed cursly: "We are the demons of the tribe! You hear that?! Now accept your death!" 

"Dear bad man dina! Don't dream in broad daylight!" hatch The Crazy Loin. Both hands were rubbed and immediately turned blue. "women, in eat your search!" his yell. 

The Mad Loincloth launched a terrible Blue Demon Punch. The girl in red clothes shrieked loudly. His body jumped six spears and when he swooped again then from his right hand darted a strip of green light, which was followed by grabbing three animals when green.

"Green Time!" the Mad Loincloth was surprised. Heart's shuddered. 

The Sword God and all the humans present there were also shocked not to play. Some silat figures who realize that their science is still not perfect become pale in their face. Since the last two months ”Kala Hijau" has appeared in the martial world. Now appearing before them of course everything became anxious and tense. 

Crazy loincloth hit to the face. The blue ray of the Blue Demon Punch roared. But it's been a useless slumber. One of the green kala had first stuck and collapsed into his head. Following second and third. Crazy loincloth squealing full of horror. Before his body collapsed, the Mad Loin Wire was still trying to launch an attack of "The Heaven's Upper Dragon Clutch". But free. His body slammed onto the floor of the stage, a corner immediately and then a stiff silence did not move anymore. A surprised cry and an uproar like wanting to knock down the sky above the valley around the lake. 

But the atmosphere soon quieted down when the face of the skull of red clothes snapped savagely: "Dina humans! Shut up!" 

Although everyone present was silent and holding their breath seeing the appearance of four girls skull face, but many among the silat figures who had big names felt very humbled and humiliated. Moreover, they are from the white group who have not had the pleasure to hear the emergence and cruelty committed by the four humans since the last two months. One of them is a Wingajara Brahmin who holds the title "White Pair of Hands", a silat figure who has very white arms and hands and precisely on these two white hands lies his greatness. Without waiting any longer the Brahmin jumped onto the stage. 

"Fat bald pig!" snapped the face of the skull dressed in red. Wingajara is indeed a fat bloated body, bald-headed with a short contet. "Do you also want to quickly be able to dare to go up on this stage?!" 

Brahmin Wingajara laughed. The answer. ” This stage is not you who make, nor yours! The host himself did not forbid me from ascending here, demon-faced man!" 

Actually as Brahmins, Wingajara rarely and almost never curses people or speaks rudely. But at that time, because it was insulted in such a way, especially in the presence of dozens of silat figures, call Brahmin Wingajara so that he missed the spray. 

The red clothes laughed. "What do you want to come here?!" 

The Brahmin Wingajara did not reply but turned to the audience and said: "Brothers, from what you have heard in the past two months! From what we all see today, then we can imagine together what will happen to the martial world in the future, especially for us white people if the girls face the skull of this devil-hearted dajal demon left to live longer ...." 

The face of the skull dressed in red kicked it in the face. This wind kick is not playing horribly. While twitching Wingajara thrust both his hands to the face. Hot white smoke roared into the red shirt. This skull face girl slammed back and then from the side launched a vicious attack. Green light roared, three green lagoons shot and the death screams of the Wingajara Brahmin came. Two of the green kala stuck in his forehead the third one collapsed into the left eye. 

Once again the atmosphere was shrouded in horror and uproar. And once again the red snapped fiercely: "Fuck-men, shut up!" 

The audience was glued wryly in their respective seats. Looking at these unfavorable dragons, some of them stood up from chairs. Quickly the red-clothed skull face exclaimed "Not a single person is allowed to leave this place! Who dares to do so is dead!" 

Witnessing murder that is contrary to the conscience and soul of his satry, plus his general revenge against the Mad Loin has not disappeared even though the man has become a carcass now, so the Chairperson of the Pelaga Wangi Party took a step towards the face of the skull. 

”It has been two months that I heard the greatness of your name in the evil of the martial world. As the people of the martial world I respect you, but as an evil black faction with a heart of demons, I am not willing to look at you! I hope to leave this place soon! I don't want to see more crime and more murder!" 

The red-clothed man turned to his three friends. The four then laughed. "Chairman of the Fragrant Lake Party, you don't want to see more murders you said. ..? But did you know that you too would have died in our hands, except ...." 

"Except what ... ?!" cut the Sword God. 

"Unless you and all of your Party members kneel down and enter the Party we're about to establish, the Skull Valley Party!" 

The sword god snorted and replied: "Humans like me to death even if they don't kneel against you! Especially enter your evil party! If you want to find a Party member, go to the pit of hell! There must be a lot of people who look like you and are willing to enter your Party!" 

The four skull-face girls laughed in laughter. "Chairman of the Fragrant Lake Party," said the face of the skull dressed in black, "You count on whether you dare to speak that way?!" 

"Maybe he's got a double life!" the blue-clad word. 

"More, one human life, one dog life!" crammed the red shirt. 

And the four men then laughed again. 

Insulted thus, the Sword God could still withstand the overflow of his anger. Not so with his wife. 

"Female demon! You talk too insulting and too joking! Keep your head!" 

A sword slap roared on the face of the red shirt's nose, making the girl face skull was surprised and five acts.

"Akh beautiful woman .. You are certainly the wife of the Chairperson of the Fragrant Lake Party" said the face of the skull in red. "Facing me, don't be so rude! It's good to have your brother and the Party members enter our Party and you'll all be safe from death" 

"Your throats must be saved first, wicked woman!" shout Suwita. 

His silver sword snatched ferociously towards the red-clothed one. The one who was attacked greeted with a laughing voice. 

"Women don't know themselves!" maki the red shirt dodged to the side and exclaimed to her friend: "When Blue quickly finish this stupid woman!" 

The blue-clothed skull face girl jumped to the face against Suwita. But from behind the Sword God wife jumped also someone faced Blue Kala. This person was none other than the eldest son of the Sword God. 

SERIATE......