A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 30

The village chief directly faced off against Akbar as well as his remaining schoolmates.

"Let's play, live or die. I'll die if you lose and you can leave alive if you win."

"Village head, you are also human, why bother?” Arman shouted again.

The village chief sneered: "I have nothing to do with me. Since you're here, you only have two ways to go, win chess or die."

"Say you want us all dead."

"It can also be said that."

“Why is this old man so inhuman?” Salsa mutters.

The game of living dead had been going on for quite a while, students who were too weak had become such a fine meal.

Akbar's face slightly deteriorated.

The old man said grimly, "It seems you have to decide which one to sacrifice next."

"Not really." Akbar could feel they were already depressed.

One by one, the living students had been killed, and the four people could no longer make sacrifices.

“It looks like your chess ability is just that, it's really disappointing.” The village chief took absolute advantage and was in no hurry to continue attacking.

There are only 4 special children and four of them!

"If it were chess, I might lose. But this isn't a real chess game, so I'm definitely going to win."

"Everything in the world is chess. It's a real chess game." Said the old man.

Akbar looked straight at the village chief, "Everything may be chess, but the pieces will be different" Akbar said.

"It makes no difference, no matter how powerful the creature is, in this chess game, it's just a piece of chess, ready to kill," the old man said.

"Harj is direct, too convoluted."

"Little boy is too arrogant!."

"Fight!."

"It is clear that the next battle is not a chess game. You are all experts in battle and you don't need me to rule. " Nanda spoke with a smile

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The inner battle between the indigo child and the demons is quite adrenaline-pumping. Akbar also did not miss in the fight.

The giant saw the Chief of the village could not kill them, making his face look unsightly.

"Unuseful ... useless ... useless ... Although such a powerful force .. but in the end it still cannot cause me fatal damage .. it will only make me stronger and stronger ... let the storm become more intense ... ... " The giant does not understand to be sad or happy.

The giant finally revealed a shadow of himself.

"Crazy giant, what kind of ghost are you? It's so crazy." Akbar did not dare to start again, and scolded angrily. “Forget it, you take your time, after all, I am only a human, so I will not mix with you monsters blindly.” Akbar felt that he seemed to be in the wrong place.

"Cannot forgive ... Cannot forgive ... Life and death, not played like this ..." The face of the Raksas showed anger.

“You have no chance to win, let us pass if you give up.” Arman said that the other party was human, and he did not want to really kill the village chief and the residents.

They saw more supernatural beings trying to kill them fiercely.

“So, as long as I win, you all die, and no one can beat me in this game!." The giant shouted with a stern look.

"It's ridiculous, that's how you win someone by cheating, and what the king's chess says," Arman mocked.

"You fools, how do you understand chess? If you win, you win, let's die."

The longer, the faces of the Village Chief and Giant got worse.

"No ... impossible .. how do you ...."

"The rules here don't help me," Akbar said, "You're just wasted ghosts and we're still breathing. Our future is still going on and your time stops."

"Aaaaaaaaaa—! Impossible!."

"You cheat .." cried the Giant.