A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 19

Other dimensional realms were dangerous, and dimensional beings were extremely ferocious, but the astral beings of this ghost village were extremely terrifying, like the demons of the mortal world that feasted on the blood and flesh of the tumbles of its followers.

Akbar walked down the river bank not far from the ghost village.

Silent.

Rivers of ice flowed from the mountains, and bright moonlight shone on the surface of the river, which made the river surface sparkle like waves. Despite the bright moonlight, it remains dark and terrifying underwater.

The mountain that flashed in the distance was like a ravine, and it seemed to be able to devour everything at any moment.

"It's been more than five days, tomorrow is the sixth day."

Akbar was about to approach the river.

Steps ceased.

As soon as his eyes touched the river water, his eyes suddenly widened, Akbar saw that under the moonlight, the glittering surface of the river did not know when it had become blood red, Akbar said, and the color of the blood spread rapidly from the position of passing through the mountain.

It was just a moment, the whole river. Everything turns red like plasma.

A human-like figure appeared, but seeing what it was, Akbar's face turned extremely pale.

He saw the human-like creature walking in the river of blood. The costume she wore was very strange, and it was supposed to be made from a very old age. But his shoulders were empty and there was no head, and in his hands, he had a head.

Ghosts.

The headless ghost walked the river blood with its head in one hand, out of the mountain, and slowly approached on the river bank.

The headless monster stood still in the river, and the headless monster's head opened its eyes, and those eyes were red and bloody, as if they contained endless streams of blood.

“Not good!” Akbar's face was not good.

There was a shout, Akbar tried to search, but when he went to look at the river again, he found that the headless monster with its head disappeared. The moonlight, never seeing the shadow again.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa—.!"

"Please!."

"No!! Help meu—!."

Akbar just froze in the dark shadows of the night trees, looking at the broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and seeing the broken limb wounds, he said, as if bitten by something stiff.

Blood flowed into the river, and the corpse flowed through the wild.

But the ghost did not seem satisfied.

His gaze was fixed on the man who was still half-dead, his left arm had been completely severed, his body was full of bite wounds, and he was bitten under the left ribcage. With a large piece of meat, the internal organs can be seen faintly, and bones can be seen in the wounds on the legs.

"No !!."

The headless monster bit the man's thigh, this bite instantly broke his left femur, and blood flowed to the ground.

The skin of the headless monster glowed with a strange red glow.

"Can't we bury him with his family" asked Akbar whispering.

"He had no family" Xiayu said, "His family died in the mountains, and no bodies were found."

Akbar was silent for a moment, but could not say a word, but his heart was uncomfortable and indescribable.

"He's a native?."

"Yes, maybe he wanted to save the boy but came through the wrong battlements."

"I'm afraid the situation will get worse" Akbar said.

“So we have to find the root cause of this ghost village's collision, and solve the problem fundamentally, otherwise it's useless for us to let them kill your friend."