
People under control kill each other. Akbar, the village chief and a few people who were spared ran around the other side of the Hall. This kind of accident, beyond everyone's expectations, turned into a mess in a moment. This was even before Raksas saw them, they started fighting.
"There's still a ghost doll?."
The puppets also rushed into battle, and the scene became extremely chaotic.
Killing these dolls is pointless. The puppet master had nearly countless puppets, and his consumption was useless. You have to wait until the puppet master comes out and kills the puppet master instantly.
"Let's hurry!."
"Don't !!."
The puppet died and lived, lived and died, and killing it several times was useless.The person controlling the puppet had to be solved.
"Don't let it go" cried Akbar.
Other people wanted to die, and Akbar did not have to stop him. Anyway, this death has nothing to do with him. Akbar did not care what kind of expression they had. He had listened to the wind and grass nearby, hoping to find the mastermind as soon as possible.
"Hey, wait."
"In a place like this, time is life. I have to hurry every second. I don't have time to wait."
Running all the way to the entrance of the hall, they came to a halt.
"You all go out, don't stay here, otherwise there will be no danger."
"It's dangerous to be alone."
“We are willing to stay and not bother you.”
"The doll .. the doll stopped."
“What happened?” the people are secretly wondering.
They turned around and saw the dagger in Akbar's hand was already covered in blood. There seemed to be some sort of mysterious power blocking his mind, after slashing the puppet.
“Sial, what happened?” Akbar could not growl, he was surprised to see that the sleeping Xiayu had woken up.
Xiyu's eyes turned blood red and instantly spurted poison into the empty space.
Instantly, the power that was blocking Akbar vanished. The figure is a mask, like a clown that is funny but hilarious. He was in pain by the poison that Xiyu had shot at him.
Akbar was stunned by the sentence he said—Creatures of hell.
Xiyu returned to normal and fell asleep afterwards, Akbar looked at Xiayu and did not ask anything.
"The only way is to destroy that Gumanli, you probably won't be able to get close to him, your friend also seems to be the limit."
"Let us do it, go."
"Take this a little sin-reducing."
Booms!!
The residents began to destroy the demon statues and all the altars present in the hall. Tears did not stop them from ruining everything, the more damaged it became, the more the bodies of the inhabitants slowly disappeared and disappeared into ashes.
Akbar was a little worried about Xiayu. “It's over!” Akbar was half cold.
As time passed, with only two hours left to count down, more and more people returned to the streets of the city, and most of them wanted to go back and see the results.
"Will this purification plan work?."
"This time, he won't be eaten by the dead, will he?" Dinda is very depressed.
One and a half hours .. one hour fifteen minutes .. one hour ten minutes ...
“How are the village chiefs and ghost villagers?." Dinda asked.
“Destroyed by the ancient Manli.” Akbar did not explain, as the scene at that time was too terrifying.
Arman nodded.
“This is also what they deserve, killing and digging babies, and doing things like that, are they really not afraid of condemnation?” Salsa says.
Soon, word of the destruction of the ghost village gate is uncovered by the paranormal that Akbar's teacher and the officials surrounding the bill, but no one believes it before checking it again, especially the safety of their students.