The Record of Orc Civilization

Chapter 304 Waves Of Destruction

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The impending sense of destruction was felt not only by Moku but also by Raiden, watching from behind his 8000 troops. With each step and sweep of Risang Panjer's staff, Raiden's heart raced with unease.

If it weren't for the cold sweat that dampened his forehead, Raiden would suspect that he was falling in love with the old man in the black robe. But he knew that now his formidable opponents, whose strength exceeded his expectations, would unleash their ultimate weapon to bring this battle to a swift end.

Raiden ordered his entire Terracotta army to concentrate their attack on Risang Panjer. Hundreds of spears and thousands of arrows rained down upon Risang Panjer. However, the strategic four-wall defense formation created by Jayabaya proved impenetrable.

Gajah Enggon, Lembu Pulung, Macan Liwung, and Gajah Geneng stood as mighty protectors. Their defenses could not be breached, even by the onslaught of thousands of spears and arrows. The four walls were like four umbrellas that shielded them from the pouring rain.

Risang Panjer continued to walk leisurely, disregarding the enemy's attacks aimed at him. It wasn't that he didn't see the imminent danger or the enemies targeting him, but his unwavering faith in his squad members.

And it was proven when the entire Terracotta army concentrated their assault on Risang Panjer, the other members of the Bhayangkara Squad showcased their individual combat skills.

Though he was alone, Gagak Bongol's arrows soaring through the air were no less deadly than his foes. Like guided missiles locked onto their targets, Gagak Bongol shot his arrows accurately, piercing the throats of his enemies with each draw of his bowstring.

He was like a sniper with teleportation abilities, capable of appearing anywhere in the battle. His elusive movements confounded his enemies, rendering them unable to track his whereabouts and making Gagak Bongol's arrows even more fearsome.

With every "twang!" sound, a Terracotta warrior would meet their demise with an arrow piercing their neck.

Like a whirlwind tearing through bodies, Mahisa Kingkin swung his axe in the midst of battle, cleaving through his enemies. With each powerful swing of his mighty axe, two or three foes would end up with their upper and lower bodies separated.

He didn't pause in his axe swings, leaving his enemies with no choice but to stay close. However, like a black hole that devours light, Mahisa Kingkin possessed techniques and movements that drew his enemies closer. The battle became a treacherous trap, with anyone caught in his vicinity akin to prey ensnared in quicksand.

Raiden clenched his fist tightly as he witnessed his troops unable to approach Risang Panjer. Finally, all he could do was watch as Risang Panjer began chanting his incantation.

Risang Panjer gathered magical energy from his surroundings, creating an intense vortex of energy around him. This swirling energy appeared as thousands of purple flames flickering with immense intensity.

In an instant, his body was engulfed in a dark aura that shimmered with mysterious power. The sky around him darkened, and a powerful wind blew.

With steady hand movements and powerful incantations, Risang Panjer released the accumulated magical energy into the sky. As the energy reached its peak, the sky suddenly turned dark, and lightning struck with great force.

*BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT! *BZZZZTT!

The sky came alive, illuminated by the buzzing electricity. Lightning danced across the sky like a thunderous dragon weaving through dark clouds. Moku watched the phenomenon in awe, his mouth watering uncontrollably.

He didn't know what Risang Panjer was about to do, but even without using his inner eye, Moku sensed that something monumental was happening in the sky. A tremendous amount of energy was gathering, resembling a battery being charged by a nuclear power plant.

He felt that the energy possessed a similar nature to his own Dragon Prana, but it felt even purer. Moku realized that Risang Panjer, like himself, was a Moksha—an awakened being from the Old World. Perhaps the other fourteen members of the Bhayangkara Squad were also Mokshas.

Were they still alive?

Had they reached the Spiritual Realm?

What had truly happened to the Old World?

Where were the other Mokshas?

Question after question flooded Moku's mind, but they all vanished as he witnessed the sky reaching its fully charged state. Yet, Risang Panjer didn't stop channeling his energy, as if his intention was to overcharge it until it exploded.

An overcharged battery can destroy the hand holding it. But the question here was, what would happen if the overcharged entity was the sky itself?

Cold sweat drenched Moku's body as he realized that Risang Panjer's actions posed a danger not only to their enemies but also to himself. Risang Panjer and the other members of the Bhayangkara Squad were mere illusions created by the Vivid Dream Mantra, so even if they were killed, Moku could summon them back as long as he had enough Dragon Prana.

Unfortunately, he was not an illusion at the moment, and if he died here, he would also perish in the real world. Even if Moku escaped to the Mind Realm, he wouldn't be able to bring Pandava along with him. It meant that Pandava, which Moku had bought at a hefty price from Garuda, could be destroyed so easily, not even a day after he had acquired it.

Moku pondered, his Kekayon Armor trembling. The Minangkabau instinct flowing in his DNA urged him not to incur losses and demanded that Moku take action. Finally, with hesitation, Moku attempted to speak to Risang Panjer after failing to control it.

"Um... sir... uh... excuse me, sir... um... I..."I think you should take a look at

But before Moku could string his words together properly, Risang Panjer's voice resounded.

[Waves of Destruction]!

Suddenly, the sky exploded...

Giving off a blinding light as if there was a sun above their heads. A colossal white dragon the size of a mountain emerged, slithering out from behind the dark clouds. It roared and opened its mouth wide as if about to devour the earth.

*BOOOMMM!!!

A tremendous explosion shook the world as if doomsday had arrived. For a split second, a terrifying silence ensued, akin to the calm before the thunderous roar of lightning. Then...

A growing ball of light unleashed shockwaves that propagated through the air and ground, momentarily freezing the blood. And then...

Light...

Expanding light in the blink of an eye, engulfing everything in its surroundings. Moku watched as the bodies of the Terracotta warriors disintegrated into dust upon being struck by the light. Sands liquefied under its touch. And the air seemed to catch fire in its wake.

In an instant, the light reached Moku's eyes, and he could only see his imminent death, just a breath away. From the corner of his unfocused eyes, Moku caught a glimpse of Jayabaya's smirk and condescending gaze.

It was as if an elder was mocking frightened youngsters at the sight of a cockroach. Moku realized that what he had summoned was not just an illusion, but something beyond his comprehension.

"What have I just summoned?" Moku wondered silently before the light struck him.

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"Cough... cough... cough... damn it, I'm still alive!" cursed Moku, realizing he could still breathe.

Looking around, Moku was astonished to see a world filled with white sands. He should have been in the Bog forest, surrounded by tall trees that obscured the sky. But as far as his eyes could see, it was nothing but white sand.

Moku turned to a man standing beside him. The man's disappointed gaze met Moku's, making him realize that the mocking smirk he had displayed earlier was not just a figment of his imagination.

The Bhayangkara Squad was truly alive.

They were not mere illusions created by Moku's Vivid Dream Mantra. Moku didn't know what had actually happened, but the recent Waves of Destruction Mantra was not something he could create solely with his Dragon Prana. He didn't possess enough Dragon Prana to make the sky explode like that.

Therefore, the only answer he could think of was that the energy came from Risang Panjer himself. It was a shocking revelation, but it made the most sense.

After gazing at Moku with disappointment, Jayabaya pointed forward with his index finger. Moku followed Jayabaya's direction and saw one more survivor from the Waves of Destruction Mantra.

It was Raiden.

"How is that possible?!" Moku exclaimed, surprised.

It seemed impossible for Raiden to have survived the recent devastation. Moku had witnessed how the bodies of the Terracotta warriors crumbled when that white light struck them.

But the answer quickly dawned on Moku. He turned to Risang Panjer, who was avoiding eye contact. He appeared remarkably calm after unleashing a manifestation of doomsday through his Mantra.

Just like the reason why he himself survived, Raiden had also been spared from the destruction caused by the Waves of Destruction Mantra.

Why?

It was simply because Risang Panjer didn't want to assist Moku in killing his enemies so easily. Although a grandfather wanted to help his grandchild, there were limits to it. If everything was done by their ancestors, the new generation wouldn't have the opportunity to learn anything.