The Magic Of Akademic

52 - Death Rhythm

A BAAM!

Senior Fans used his power to vouch for the arm of the undead clutching Amdara's neck. Not getting there, even Senior Fans did not hesitate to directly launch a consecutive attack on the undead.

Amdara held her neck in pain, her breathing irregular. He had almost fallen if Senior Fans had not directly carried him.

"Are you okay?"

Amdara nodded slowly in response. He was taken away by Senior Fans looking for Inay, afraid that the chatty brat would suffer bad luck. Plus Inay's afraid of 'ghosts.'

Amdara's neck blackened, the grip marks on the neck did not disappear making Senior Fans directly channel the power to heal external wounds.

"Thank you, Senior."

Amdara regulated his breathing. His feelings were better after being helped by Senior Fans. Behind there were still some undead chasing after, but Senior Fans instead accelerated flying rather than fighting back. Perhaps his strength had diminished a lot.

"What exactly happened?"

Amdara even felt he was troublesome for others, even though other people were also in their own hassles.

The sunlight began to submerge itself. The afternoon wind showed its own twilight. In the village of Bumi Selatan, villagers who were said to have contracted infectious diseases turned out to be lies. Somehow the story until the issue that circulated said there was still a living. Ah, that's true. The living dead are villagers who have no help from where ever they die.

"It seems your mission was deliberately framed."

Senior Fans words made Amdara flinch and her expression slightly changed and Senior Fans knew that then said, "you shouldn't interfere in other people's affairs. You're here just to focus on your own goals."

Senior Fans said firmly, his cold eyes gazing at Amdara made the white-haired boy snort.

"My intention was to follow the mission of the academy to search for the Black Spirit."

Amdara did not lie, he did intend to look for the Black Spirit. However, misfortune instead befell him until he could not bring out the power due to the Red Yarn.

"Learn to choose the right thing." Senior Fans flicked Amdara's forehead slowly. Even Amdara was made to flinch by it.

"We need to find Inay quickly." Senior Fans quickened his flight.

The sound of a fight between Inay and the undead rang out. Inay cursed those undead that were endless. Even Inay's hair had been soiled because of the soil that when it didn't hit the undead. His strength was reduced a lot, but the enemy was still at full strength.

Inay had to sacrifice the residents' homes to protect himself from the attacks. His hands were aching as it made things float and immediately threw a fast towards the undead. Although not dead, but at least Inay can use that time to escape.

"Sia! This undead why does it feel more aggressive?!"

Inay clucked, he had to fly higher so that the living could not jump at him. However, at this time the corpses felt stronger and faster, Inay was overwhelmed.

The boy widened his eyes when one of the corpses was removing dirt from his mouth, barely getting Inay's hair.

"Whoever spits in my hair, I'll wipe you all out ...!"

Inay's gaze turned sharp. He was very upset, and used his hair to pull things around to jump on the undead.

A BAAM!

This time the undead could dodge and instantly leapt high towards Inay. Inay widened his eyes and instantly fended off the corpse's body. But not just one, there are some that are almost about Inay.

"White Eagle Spirit Destroyer Line ...!"

The purple lesion instantly obliterated the undead partially. Inay arranged for the crossing, he was in too much of a hurry to not make the most of his nurse. It was unexpected that the moves that should eliminate the Black Spirit could be used to eliminate the undead.

Inay used this opportunity to leave. His strength couldn't possibly be enough to fight those few undead again.

Not felt, the night came. However, the three people who were on the mission had not yet left the village of South Earth.

"Senior ...!"

Inay yelled out to his senior who was not far from him.

"You okay?" Asked Senior Fans with his flat face.

Inay nodded. He saw Amdara being held by Senior Fans. "Because, are you hurt?"

Amdara shook his head by answering himself kindly.

They immediately sought a hiding place. Being outside is dangerous. However, Amdara said the incident where the undead were coming out of the ground. It clearly shocked Senior Fans and Inay.

Senior Fans and Inay tread on the roof of the house. Senior Fans immediately lowered Amdara and herself sat cross-legged recovering strength.

So does Inay who looks tired. Some sweat dripped down his forehead.

No one would have thought that there were no living citizens, nor these undead. The three are in their own minds.

Senior Fans opened his eyes, looking at Inay who was still closing his eyes and the dreamy Amdara. Senior Fans reprimanded Amdara and made the boy come to a realization. Amdara asked the beginning of the appearance of the undead, Senior Fans took a deep breath as they were about to tell.

Senior Fans said when he entered a house with a voice, there were about five people who were looking back at him as if they were eating something. When Senior Fans approached, all of a sudden the five people turned their heads and looked at Senior Fans sharply with their red eyes. A mouth full of fresh-looking dag*ng, a body full of purple specks, like the traits the Village Chief had once said.

Without warning, those people lunged at Senior Fans who tried to talk but no one answered. Only strange sounds came out of their mouths.

The new Senior Fans realized they were not humans, because when Senior Fans injured a little of them, no blood flowed. Knowing they were not villagers, Senior Fans unhesitatingly unleashed an attack.

Senior Fans were obviously so shocked, he saw that there was another undead coming out of the house. Almost, his arm is clawed if he who does not avoid nimble. There is something strange here, the undead get dag*ng from where?

Hearing the story from Senior Fans, Amdara was made to flinch but her expression did not change at all.

"Then where were you?"

Amdara blinked when asked a question. He cleared his throat before answering.

"I heard the sound of crying."

Senior Fans looked at Amdara suspiciously. Amdara could have gotten the same thing. Amdara then spoke, "I met a boy."

"Well?"

Inay who had opened his eyes and heard the story immediately asked.

Amdara. "I think he's human. But not."

That brief explanation was able to make Senior Fans and Inay flinch. The two asked how Amdara had escaped.

"He's not attacking." Amdara remembered very well that he had met it was an ordinary human being. However, when he heard Ang's words, he misunderstood.

"How come? He is an undead. And again, can he talk? What did you do to her?" Inay's successive questions made Amdara exhale and begin to recount.

"He can talk. I took her away, and suddenly saw you guys being chased by the undead" explained Amdara calmly.

Inay doesn't believe. He asked, "can't the undead not talk? Is he human?"

Senior Fans made a jerk hearing Amdara's story. All he knew, the undead could not be spoken to. However, Amdara was also unlikely to lie.

Amdara. "He's not human. Ang said that."

Although Ang only said 'sorry' but it has explained everything to Amdara.

Amdara was also confused, but that was the case. He said the boy's name was Ang.

"That's ...." Inay massaged his dizzy head.

"Whatever the creature is, it doesn't matter now. We need to get out of this village." Senior Fans' words made Amdara flinch.

"You're right, Senior. We need to get out of here. Forget about that lie mission. We almost disappeared because of the undead!"

Inay agreed, he wanted to leave this Southern Earth village immediately. No matter the mission anymore. His life is more valuable than anything else.

Amdara was still silent, he thought of something else. There was a feeling of wanting to complete this mission, there were many questions that he wanted to search for himself but on the other hand he did not want to endanger the lives of Senior Fans and Inay. He can't do anything either.

Senior Fans asked the silent Amdara not to answer. Inay snorted, then said, "don't be naive, Dara. Hah, that lying mission scroll will only eliminate us, Dara. Maybe the mission guards didn't know this either."

Amdara lowered his head, clenched his hands. Scroll mission lie? So nothing he solved?

Senior Fans pat Amdara on the shoulder. "Think wisely."

Amdara turned his head, seeing that sharp pitch-black eyes did not make Amdara tremble at all.

"Someone must have done it on purpose." Amdara spoke, "but what about the Village Chief's story?"

Senior Fans blinked and then said, "I think the Village Chief sees the undead as human."

There was also a point that Senior Fans had said. Amdara exhaled. His eyes looked up.

"If the mission scroll was made by hiding this fact, then someone who wrote it knows the truth, right?"

Inay flinched, not thinking about this before. Senior Fans thought for a moment before nodding.

I don't know what purpose the sender of the message was asking for help to the Sky Cloud Magic Academy.

"Then what are you gonna do?"

Senior Fans' questions made Amdara exhale. He looked around in the dark, illuminated only by the moon. I don't know where the undead went who didn't find them. It is likely that these living bodies have a bad smell, but usually the undead smell is sharper.

"We'll be back."

Amdara thought about it carefully. He must not continue to selfishly endanger the lives of others.

Inay smiles. He was happy that Amdara made the right decision. Same with Senior Fans.

Without lingering, they darted out of the village but they suddenly struck something invisible.

"Whoa-wh!"

Inay whimpered, he rubbed his forehead while clucking.

Senior Fans and Amdara were made to jerk, apparently there was an invisible protective shield on top, when previously there was no one. Senior Fans asked Inay and Amdara to stay away, destroying the protective shield.

A BAAM!

Senior Fans' attacks were not at all repulsive, even bouncing. Let's just say he tried to stay unable. The protective shield was too strong.

Previously they had not passed through the gate but this time there was no other way. Senior Fans asked Inay to open the gate using the power of her hair, Inay nodded and immediately did so.

"The flight can't be opened!"

Inay is made up of fog when the big gate cannot be opened. As powerful as he tried to open it still could not. Senior Fans intervened, helping but the gate was extremely loud and powerful.

Senior Fans used the power to blast at the direct gate, but there was only a loud thud. The three of them were worried that the black vortex of wind would reappear. Thankfully, the black vortex did not come and the corpses did too.

"How is this ...?"

While in that confusion, the three of them forgot what the Village Chief said. Amdara was agitated, he circulated a fearful look of the undead crashing directly.

Looks someone wearing a black robe and headgear until the middle face sits playing a flute. Under the moonlight, she smiled at the three people who were shocked.

The sound of the flute is heard, initially melodious but over time makes the ears ringing until they bleed.

Some of the undead who heard it instantly grew more aggressive. They seem to have a higher level of strength during the day. The undead beat their chests and screamed. However, their screams drowned with someone's shrinking voice.

Amdara knows this rhythm. The rhythm that used to be when he was a child often played. The actual rhythm expresses the feeling of the nelangsa through the flute. Through the flute Amdara recounted all his complaints when Nestapa himself. He often played it while still in the White Eagle Organization.

One song that was learned by self-taught just by reading a book in the library, but the white-haired boy was able to develop and create another song in his own way.

"The death slut."

Amdara felt his ears hurt. Blood flows through the hands that cover the ear hole.

The rhythm of death Amdara once learned, this song was never used by anyone because it absorbed too much power. The rhythm of death is not an ordinary sad song, but it has an intent and tone that makes anyone who hears feel sorrow. It's just that the rhythm of death that Amdara hears now is irregular so that it makes the listener feel pain. Whether it was intentional or not.

Inay screamed in pain, rolling on the ground.

Senior Fans endured the pain by channeling power to the ears but the sound of the flute was extremely loud. Himself even to the point of collapsing.

Amdara is the same. He felt his head start to turn. Even Amdara bit her lower lip until it bled in restraining the screams.

"Senior, can you hold it for a second?"

Senior Fans can't let this continue. He nodded and with the rest of his strength made a long-range attack towards someone sitting on the roof.

The attack was successfully weaned easily by the black-robed man. The rhythm of death paused for a moment. However, with this opportunity Amdara directly took out a bamboo flute from the Space Ring, and blew it away slowly.

The rhythm calms although intermittent because of Amdara's breath, but managed to make the opponent speechless. Staring at Amdara from a distance and then blowing his instrument in the same tone as before.

Senior Fans and Inay are made to flinch when the sound of music that tortures the ears no longer hurts, which there is only the sound of music flute ruffled from two people.

For a moment Inay and Senior Fans breathed a sigh of relief. Both of them were directly meditating to heal the deep wounds. While the musical affairs were left to Amdara who began to stand and walk.

The clash between the rhythm of death and tranquility splashed fireworks. But Amdara did not give off any power.

Amdara continued to play a tone of calm. His eyes were not on the figure wearing the robe.

Senior Fans and Inay suddenly vomited blood. They felt his ears buzzing back.

Amdara approached the roof of the house that was occupied by people who played surfing. He's not scared at all.

The man darted into the tall building, Amdara immediately chased after without stopping the tone being played. He ran quickly, without any strength he was able to run fast. Because when he was in the White Eagle Organization he often trained physical strength.

The stairs leading to the top are very long, while the opponent like to float without difficulty continues to rise to the top.

The large building has snake statues on each staircase that glow green, although there is no other lighting but it is quite helpful Amdara. Feeling the statues continue to watch him Amdara more quicken the legs.

"Where is he?"

Amdara's breathing is irregular. He circulated his gaze while he was in the large room. A flash of black shadow in front of him and immediately turned left towards the stairs made Amdara immediately chase. He was sure that he was the one he was chasing.

The sound of the seluring figure Amdara was chasing was still heard.

There was something Amdara wanted to say, she had to succeed at least seeing that person's face. Whether it's a human or an undead.

The last staircase succeeds Amdara pacesi turned out to be the upper room of this building without walls. The cold night wind can be felt. The view from up here is so beautiful in the view of Amdara which is now being amazed.

Someone was standing on his back to Amdara. Amdara approached the man who had the height of a boat from him. Without any fear at all. There Amdara felt the sadness of the air that was suddenly felt.

Amdara stopped the song and the figure did the same.

"Who are you?"

There's no answer. The Black-robed boy still turned his back on Amdara. The night wind was waving his black robe.

"What do you want?"

Amdara stopped his steps when asking. He asked calmly. The atmosphere around was quiet, the moonlight shining down on his white hair.

"You should ask yourself."

Amdara gasped, as if she had heard the voice of the person in front of her. The voice of the little boy she had previously met in the dark hallway this afternoon.

"Ang ...?"