The Magic Of Akademic

44 - Unexpected Events (2)

The sound of the sound was heard again. The ground shook violently making the residents who were walking leisurely so so panicked. They immediately entered the house, and locked the doors and windows tightly. The clouds suddenly darkened differently, reddish with the cold. Rain continues to fall, but does not absorb into the ground at all.

When the old woman went out of nowhere after asking them to take shelter in one of the houses, Amdara took her friends to the old house that was still open.

"Master, Miss, let us in."

Amdara felt the cold growing. So it is with the others. There was no reply from the host, the Senior Fans initiative entered and ascertained whether there was the host.

"Come in."

There was no one in the house. So Senior Fans ordered the others to enter immediately.

Darkened. There was no illumination, Senior Mortal instantly made a light inside that could warm the body. The house that only has one room that is not too large, can still be entered by seven people. Their robes were wet, instantly dried using the power of Senior Fans and Inay.

"Sister, is there something?"

Amdara asked Inay who looked anxious about something. Obviously Amdara can't feel anything at the moment because of the Red Yarn.

Inay who was holding Amdara's arm while channeling strength to dry Amdara's robe exhaled.

"Not a big deal. You don't worry. "

Inay smiled at a glance. But Amdara knew Inay was thinking something.

The thunderous roar of lightning was earthy above. The tension is on all of them.

"What is really going on in this village?"

The question of Dirgan represents their thinking. No one can answer. Only conjectures that cross the minds of each.

"You wait here." Senior Fans stood up, and looked at Inay. Passing the look in his eyes, it was as if he said Inay had to look after them all. "I'll check things out."

Amdara was just about to say something, but Senior Fans darted towards the loud thumping sound, and the presence of a creature was quite famous.

"What should we do? Are we just gonna stay here?"

Atma swallowed his hard-earned saliva. He drew closer to Dirgan, because the ground also did not stop shaking violently. Like going to a landslide or worse this village was attacked?

Rinai got closer to Amdara, she cowered in fear. The usually giggling tone also fell silent, and held on to Amdara's arm.

Amdara patted her shoulders softly, soothing. "It's okay. We'll be fine."

"As Senior Fans have said. We can't leave this house. We also don't know what's really going on, so just follow orders. We'll be fine, everybody calm down."

In his heart, Inay prayed that everything would be fine. This familiar feeling of danger, made Inay again and again glance at Amdara who still calms Rinai and Nada.

Outside, Senior Fans tread on one of the citizens roof. His face was cold, he saw some people who were running around not muddling and shouting.

"Quick ...! Get out of here ...!"

"He can't be arrested anymore. That thing's really going out ...!"

"Hold as much as you can! We cannot be lost by him ...!"

There was one big hole that some people had been in and out since then while shouting. Their faces were terrified, plus they had absolutely nothing to fly and use force. There were only a few women and most old men.

Senior Fans landed, he approached one of the citizens. He began to ask but was ignored. Several Senior Fans asked these people, but no one answered. They are busy with their own jobs.

The night is coming soon, the lighting in this village only uses fire stored in a special container.

"Who are you?"

Fans are saluting. He replied, "what's in this village?"

The man with black skin was watching the Fans from top to bottom. Clearly the Fans were not from the villagers, making the look on the man's face instantly deteriorate.

"Young Master, you're having a bad luck. Now you can't get out of the village and get stuck with us."

The man was sad. He left just like that letting the Fans who went into the big hole. There was a slight awkwardness felt, Senior Fans accelerated the pace of entering the enormous underground hole. The unexpected thing happened, the ground there was all red and smelled pungent.

The underground room was very large, many people were carrying black bamboo. They went into one hallway, the light there was shone by an ordinary fire. A dense titanic aura emerged from behind the passageway, and just as Senior Fans were about to enter the passageway, someone blocked his wrist.

"Don't go in Young Master!"

That person was the old woman who had previously given them permission to enter the village.

Senior Fans bowed in respect. He said, "sorry, Madam. What's the matter exactly?"

Fans' questions have not been answered but the shock to the basement was huge, even to the point of cracking. Stern debaman again sounded.

"You better get out of here right now. This has nothing to do with you."

The woman looked worried. He gave orders to people to quickly enter the hallway.

Senior Fans who seemed to know the situation spoke, "i can help."

The woman in front of the Fans looked at him deeply. "Thank you for helping us, Young Master. But we don't want you to vanish in this village just for help. You're fast--!"

A BAAM!

Something bounced off the passageway, the body of a man whose skin was wrinkled was drawing blood from his mouth and stomach. The woman who did not have time to continue the words immediately shouted for help so that the services* was immediately taken out.

Senior Fans only realized that the villagers he saw were all old and wrinkled brown skin as if they rarely ate, visible bones wrapped in skin.

"I can help, Madam. Allow me."

At a time like this was a good opportunity for Senior Fans to ask for admission. The old woman clucked and waved the sign Fans could enter.

As the dark aura grew more and more, Fans immediately darted into the aisle of the hole. Even the pungent smell plus the smell of rancid seeped as soon as he passed through the hallway and arrived at the other basement was no less big.

Many people carry black bamboo. There are some who have died. They seemed to be panting staring at the enormous iron bars in front. One of them instantly threw the black bamboo into the large bars and when it was also the loud thump and black smoke that Senior Fans had previously seen occurred.

This time something unexpected happened. The roar from behind the iron bars made using force sounded terrifying in anyone's ears.

The people who could still maintain their bodies were instantly bounced away by something. They spew fresh blood from their mouths and noses.

Senior Fans were pushed up a little, something pressing down on his body really made him sure there was a Black Spirit behind these bars. However, this aura was different. Be stronger.

Fans made protective shields for themselves and those within his reach as the roars re-sounded. He had yet to make an attack, but a large, hairy black hand was holding onto the large bars.

"W-is he going out?!"

The tension grew when the terrible hand began to try to damage the bars. Fans held their breaths for a moment, he had no idea how powerful the creature was. Slowly, the bars began to crumble.

Crack down!