A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 104

The townspeople automatically paved the way for him, so that the leader could penetrate into them and convey the will of God.

"The battle of the Crown of Flowers has been won! Xiaoli managed to get one wish."

"Hehe." Xiaoli laughed then said: "The sun will rise tomorrow, and the earth will return..."

Everyone was also shouting, but the next scene left them all dumbfounded.

"Xiaoli, what do you mean ...."

Blood splashed and fell on their faces, blurring their eyes.

"!!!!"

In the shadow of blood, the leader covered his throat and fell hard to the ground, while Xiyu who slit his throat took off her robe and hat, revealing her beautiful pale face.

"Xiayu ! You're traitors!."

The next second, he held the stone axe in his right hand and slashed his left arm violently, without even frowning.

Everyone was stunned, taking a step back, and some even fell to the ground.

 "seen? My body and bones cannot be destroyed."

Blood drop by drop, falling on the white snow.Xiayu dropped the stone axe and smiled, "I am the incarnation of the sun god."

The eyes of the townspeople were filled with fear, suspicion, and even more disbelief with the situation before them.

"Just like Xiaoli, the sun will rise tomorrow. So ...." Xiayu took a breath, "Hiswa y'all are not needed."

"Aaaaaaa—!!"

A gust of wind passed by, and he deftly turned his head to avoid it, and a sharp stone spear could be pierced around his neck, and his neck would be pierced slightly.

 "I know you all don't believe me."

Initially there were still warriors who were confused and incredulous, but the first warriors had already appeared. He held a giant stone axe in his left and right hands. 

Slashed on his shoulder!

Without Wounds!

The sun god is the god of war.

That strange power had not dissipated until now, as if against his own instinctive power, but no one could subdue anyone. 

"Yes, other than the God of War, who else has that much power!"

The other party immediately put down his weapon, kneeled down on one knee, and lowered his head.

The kneeling clan leaders did not dare to look up and stare directly at him, so they could only lower their heads.

"The sacrifices you have offered so far are filled with blood, hearts, limbs, bones, lives of prisoners of war, cries of children, all of which will only add to your own original sin."

"But, we ...."

"Your sins are beyond repair, only endless snow can cover them all."

"How can we ...."

"Stop that bloody sacrifice and stop your sin."

They will sacrifice innocent little children, the same mountain road they have traveled several times, the children will cry for impending death as they climb the mountain, that's what they want.

How to stop?

Akbar's hands continued to tremble, he couldn't control it.

He finds himself unable to control anything, his thoughts, emotions, circumstances, the dark side of his heart, everyone's death, and this damn cycle, damn himself.

So he suddenly vomited, uncontrollably, in pain as if trying to spit out another [Akbar] existence, trying to eliminate it.

But all he took out was blood, the blood of a big beach.

"Xejay...."

Akbar's life feels like it's coming to an end, and his sanity is running out.

Without the composure and leadership of the past, he remained here like a puddle of stagnant water.

This bloodied face had no expression, its eyes were blank and red, and its drooping eyelashes almost covered everything in its eyes.