A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 112

Akbar meditated again, to open the sealed door. One by one the seal doors of his strength opened slowly.

This time Akbar dreamed again his parents had a fight.

In the dream, my parents had a heated argument.

They both fought for quite a while.

The father who had never had a soft face now showed a very fierce face, making Akbar's heart turn cold.

At the end of the fight, Akbar's mother had no idea where he was going. The father left first without looking at him.

Her mother's lips wriggled, as if she was anxiously saying something.

But Akbar, who was opposite him, heard nothing, and could only see his mother's constantly writhing lips, as if speaking with lips.

But Akbar noticed that someone seemed to be approaching behind him.

He turned his head suddenly and saw his mother's friendly smile.

Yep. It was Xiyu.

The smiling mother reached out her hand to touch Xiyu's face and looked at her as well.

Unfortunately, not long after ... Under that friendly smiling face, her skin peeled off, revealing an ugly rotten face underneath: "Sleep."

The mother, whose body was rotting and the smell of corpse water was flowing, stretched out her hand.

Xiyu's figure also faded slowly before him. He suddenly opened his hands on his face and sat down in horror.

"Xeye!!"

Shouts of fear echoed, Akbar who was sitting got up from sleep in a daze, not looking at Xiyu or a rotten mother.

Akbar broke out in cold sweat and his back was soaking wet.

Practitioners, there is a so-called desire.

Did this nightmare you were having foretell anything?

Taking a deep breath, let his emotions gradually calm down, "It's nothing, probably because I've been lacking in rest for two days, and I've had nightmares."

Akbar comforted himself.

"Xiaomei brought you a present tonight. You'll love it when you see it."

Akbar frowned slightly, not knowing what medicine the other party was selling in the gourd.

A bounty?

"Yes, look forward to it."

The night ....

Akbar stared at the witch beside him, frowning slightly.

Whatisthis?

Akbar saw a human figure and it struggled desperately and tried to scream. However, his mouth was sealed by some kind of force, and no sound could come out.

"You brought someone back?"

Xiaomei smiled and shook her head, releasing Akbar's arm. Xiaomei said: "It's not a human, it's a monster."

"Do you not want to kill monsters with your own hands?

"No. It's a gift."

Xiaomei laughed, crouching in front of the struggling figure, but seemingly tied by an invisible rope, unable to move.

A hand gently pressed against the man's head.

Suddenly, the man was in pain.

His face became horrible.

His body began to become rickety, and his palms and soles turned into huge beast claws, with sharp claws.

In the end, what appeared was no longer an ordinary human, but a half-human half-demon, with human limbs.

"This is one of the joker's slaves."

Hearing Xiaomei's words. Akbar's uncontrollable killing intent surfaced in his heart.

“You said he ran around, as if looking for something?” 

"Yes"

Hehe.he....

"Little devil .. The little devil is good!" A grim smile appeared on Akbar's face, "That little devil is really...that's great!!!"

Akbar's smile was extremely cold and terrifying.

Xiaomei looked at him in surprise and could not help but laugh. Xiaomei giggled, stood beside Akbar, and said, "Since my master likes him so much, then this little demon will be handed over to you."

"Good."

"Now fish on the cutting board. You can play whatever you want." Xiaomei stood to the side with a smile, full of curiosity about how Akbar would damage the monster in front of him.

Akbar smiled coldly and said, "That stealth vitality should be very powerful, right? That nice. Otherwise, my skills would definitely not be comparable to a professional executioner."

"Ling Chi, also known as a thousand wounds."

Akbar smiled, "Use a sharp knife to gouge out the flesh of the criminal's body one by one, from head to toe, with thousands of incisions."

"Every knife, let it stab into the bone marrow without destroying his life." Xiaomei looked coldly.

"Until the end, when all the flesh in his body was gouged out, he still had one breath left, and he could not plead for death."

Akbar looked towards Xiaomei, saying: "I'm not a professional executioner, but this one demon is not an ordinary human... Hehe. I can have fun tonight."

The little demon suddenly became stiff and twitched in pain.

However, looking at it, the smile on Akbar's face gradually hardened. Xiaomei could not take it anymore.

There was a kind of pain, a pain upon seeing Akbar's expression.

How could his own master have such a hobby.

Very brutal.

So wicked.

So ruthless.

Very violent....

After several times of anger ... After all, the little devil did not enjoy the real Lingchi, so he died.

The mysterious dark aura on Akbar's body suddenly opened, absorbing a large group of demonic-powers, and began to refine it.

Sensing the situation on his body, Akbar stopped, turned around and went behind to fetch clean water, wash his hands, and bleed from his body.

The sky is clear.

Akbar is back in his meditation ....

This demonic energy from an innate demon actually created a new magical power for her that she had not seen for a long time?

Ever since he last knew Xiaoli was dead, Akbar killed many demons but he had yet to purify any supernatural power. 

After the core of his consciousness slightly touched the crystal-like red ball, Akbar could now feel a cold force flowing into his limbs and disappearing into his body.

His body had undergone some kind of change. His consciousness was even more shocked, and he realized a new magical power. A powerful supernatural force is special for an innate demon.

His power seal was opened again....

Akbar tried to condense the spiritual power of his entire body, turning into a free demon, and gaining far beyond ordinary strength.

This magical power is rather strong!

This was the taste of his original body, no longer as Akbar. Although, because his body contained demonic power, not a true mage, the incarnation of the devil could not last too long.

But for Akbar, it was already an extremely powerful increase in combat power.

To save Xiyu....

For the safety of his closest friend ....

Being the devil ....

He wants power ... The supernatural power brought about by the purification of the magical energy of the innate demon spirit was truly powerful. This time, it could be said that the harvest was quite fruitful.

The pressure that had long enveloped Akbar's heart, finally subsided a little as his strength increased.

Akbar took a long breath.

But Akbar had a calm personality, although he was excited, he quickly became calm and did not get carried away.

And he immediately remembered another very important thing. The nightmare he had last night....

Sometimes nightmares are a sign of desire.