Within seconds after the incident, the once-busy street turned into chaos.
Several vehicles suddenly stopped abruptly, horns blaring in a clamor that shattered the tense silence.
People who witnessed the scene immediately scattered—some running away shouting, others trying to record with their advanced communication devices, unable to believe what they had just seen.
"Quick, report to security headquarters!!"
shouted a middle-aged man in uniform, activating the communication device on his wrist.
Soon, sirens began roaring, approaching from multiple directions.
The security forces of Tirta Negara City, fully equipped with high-tech combat uniforms and light armored vehicles, surrounded the scene.
They moved quickly, erecting holographic barriers to keep civilians away and seal off the area.
Some officers scanned the remains of a car whose roof had been torn off using special equipment.
Visual data was immediately linked to the city control center.
Meanwhile, small drone-like metallic birds flew in the air, searching for the trace of the mysterious man.
But strangely, there was no trace, no signal, no detectable spiritual energy.
The figure of the man wearing a black conical hat vanished as if he had passed through space itself.
"This is unusual..."
said a young commander with a serious face, staring at the holographic screen in front of him that showed only a blank image.
"Immediately raise the security status to yellow level! Find eyewitnesses, and find out who the kidnapping target is!"
Amid the commotion, the air in Tirta Negara felt heavier.
Something strange, something big was moving behind the shadows of the night.
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Want me to continue with the situation at Baskara's house? Maybe he starts sensing the faint vibrating energy in the city?
If you want, I can continue right away!
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"Sir, report! It seems the person who kidnapped the woman is already above the Buka Nadi realm!"
reported a young security member, his face pale and eyes glassy from stress.
"All tracking attempts, even with these drones… are futile. We can do nothing," he added with a trembling voice.
The commander clenched his fists, jaw tightening.
He knew that the skills in the Buka Nadi realm far surpassed their technological limits.
Even with all the advanced tools, tracking someone above Buka Nadi was like chasing shadows within shadows—impossible.
Before he could respond,
Boom!
From a tall building under construction,
a thick plume of white smoke suddenly billowed, rising high into the sky,
rolling as if trying to swallow the clouds.
A terrifying roar suddenly shattered the air,
Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!
a heavy, ear-piercing sound,
its vibrations causing the nearby building's windows to crack and shatter into pieces.
In the smoky haze, a massive shadow swayed faintly,
and when the strong wind blew, scattering the smoke in all directions,
all eyes finally saw clearly.
A giant figure emerged from within.
A colossal dark gray buffalo,
with a single long horn protruding forward like a natural spear.
Its breath was heavy, each exhale like a small storm,
producing a roaring auuuu sound that made the ground tremble.
The building under construction,
unable to withstand the wild energy from the creature,
collapsed instantly—not just falling,
but completely turning to dust swept away by the wind.
Before the dust of destruction could settle,
surrounding buildings began shaking violently,
as if an unseen force was battering them repeatedly,
causing severe damage to several floors.
When the thick smoke finally cleared completely,
the sight became clearer:
the one-horned giant buffalo was deeply impaled into the wall of another building,
panting, exhaling hot air that made the remaining glass shudder intensely.
Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!
Its scream shook the skies of Tirta Negara that night again,
announcing a disaster that had just begun.
Tirta Negara City, once bustling with daily routine,
instantly turned into a sea of panic.
Residents hearing the horrifying roar ran in all directions,
while vehicles stalled chaotically on the streets.
City security sirens blared loudly,
painting the air with a chilling sense of emergency.
At the security command center, large indicator lights on the wall suddenly turned bright red—
the highest danger alert, Red Danger,
meaning a critical situation requiring extraordinary measures.
A senior officer shouted firmly in the room:
"Immediately activate the Red Danger protocol! Contact the Spiritual Division!
Request deployment of a Semediwan at the Spirit and Soul Form Consolidation stage, ASAP!!"
The staff, sweating nervously, immediately sprang into action.
Within a short time, the special spiritual communication network opened.
Secret codes blinked on the screen:
Calling Mid-level Semediwan, Authority on Spiritual Disaster Response.
Elsewhere, in a secluded pavilion within the city palace grounds,
a man dressed in a pristine white robe bearing a sacred bird symbol on his back,
slowly opened his eyes from meditation.
Those eyes radiated calm amid the storm.
A small bell beside him trembled on its own—
a sign that the official call had arrived.
He stood slowly, took a staff adorned with a spirit stone at its tip,
and with steady steps, darted out of the pavilion,
cutting through the air toward the center of the disturbance.
Meanwhile, the one-horned buffalo began moving slowly,
each stomp cracking the streets,
and buildings shook terrifyingly as if sensing their own impending destruction.
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In a modern dormitory, on the second floor,
a girl with shoulder-length loose hair, wearing casual cream-colored clothes,
was anxiously talking on the phone.
The distant noise of the city chaos news could be faintly heard from a small TV in the corner.
Dinda—the girl—stood with her back to the window,
clutching her phone tightly.
On the other end, her friend's hoarse voice hurriedly said:
"Dinda… sekar… sekar's been kidnapped… she was taken in the middle of the city… we can't do anything…"
Dinda's body trembled instantly,
her face went pale, her eyes wide in disbelief.
Her heart pounded hard, as if time stopped for a moment.
"No... it can't be..."
she muttered, half refusing to believe what she had just heard.
Thoughts flashed rapidly through Dinda's mind,
recalling the thick smoke explosion she just saw in the news,
and the hysterical screams on the streets she caught in social media videos.
Panic seized her.
With trembling hands, Dinda quickly ended the call,
opened her contacts, and without hesitation pressed Baskara's number.
As the ringing tone sounded in her ear,
her tears nearly spilled from the overwhelming worry tightening her chest.
"Baskara... pick up... please pick up quickly..."
she muttered repeatedly amid the suffocating tension.