A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 21

"Abbar!."

Hearing his name being called, Akbar turned his head but all he saw was Arman's panicked face.

"Compose!! Now!!."

Unknowingly Akbar followed Arman's words and lowered his head. The slash of black claw floated right wanting to cut his neck then the black claw disappeared!

"Accbar! Are you okay?!."

"I, I ...." Akbar turned to his left side, the student was not as lucky as him.

Akbar was surprised to see the student's head off his body.

“Are you okay?” Arman looked at Akbar nervously.

“It's okay.” Akbar regained his senses and shook his head.

It seemed that beheading the student was not a premeditated murder but the ghost really wanted the blood of sacrifice.

Of course, this was only a temporary speculation.

Do you want to keep going? If we meet other supernatural beings, we fear that we will all be finished" Arman said solemnly.

Clenching his hands, Akbar said: "Keep," Akbar's lips bled with his bite.

If they were also affected, it was very sad to call them without touching their feet. But to this day, you have to ask for grace, and you can only go forward.

He doesn't know what fear is.

"Akbar, I don't think we will meet again in the future. Now this fate says maybe throw it here. Promise me, if we can get out alive this time, will we meet again in the future?."

"Over the years, you still want to ask?."

"I ... Ah ...."

Suddenly Arman felt a chill down his neck as he spoke.

The dagger!

Arman felt as if it had emerged from thin air, stuck to his neck, and his blade touched his skin. He was frightened, but his reaction was extremely quick, almost at the same time his blade appeared, his body leaning quickly, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground without moving.

"Arm!!." Akbar pulled Arman's body to the side.

"Hey, Arman, answer me."

"Still alive."

Akbar sighed and helped Arman stand up.

But the dagger disappeared after being cut. If it wasn't for the hair in front of Arman having been cut in half, and there was a thin bloodstain on his neck, it almost thought it was just a ghost.

"It's really scary, you're really not afraid of death .... wait .... "

Akbar had already run and knocked out the wooden spear he had picked up when he fell. If not for Arman and Xiayu's warning, he would have been dead by now.

"Akbar, back!."

"Wait there, don't move!."

"Aaaaaaaaaa—!!."

A soul-wrenching shriek rang out, Akbar returned to Arman's side leisurely.

"We can continue the journey."

"You ... Did you kill that ghost?."

"Not a ghost, but a bloodthirsty demon that the village chief adored."

" .... " Arman was silent.

"Brother, you must think clearly. Without me doing this, if you face the situation just now, you will die" Akbar said.

Arman's expression was getting complicated.

"Hey, I can really obey you, you can't carry some normal weapons, what are you doing with these horrible things? Do you really think you've lived too long?” Arman said with disappointment, but he still believed Akbar had a reason.

Akbar did not answer.

Silently remembering Akbar's plan, Arman said later, "What should we do now? Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes." Yeah."

They currently did not dare to be careless.