Bebegigs
Chapter 30's

Meanwhile…

Magenta travels through a deserted night market in search of his twin brother.

The streets of the merchants he passed by were beginning to be quiet and dark.

He walked around, checking every dark corner between the game stands that were being closed. The people around him gradually moved away and disappeared, leaving behind a handful of workers and merchants who were shutting down all the rides and field houses.

After passing half a block, he could see the corner of the road in front of the martabak kiosk which was also closed but did not see Dewangga. Though some of their friends were still chatting in front of the stall while preparing to go home.

He caught a glimpse of his watch while crossing the street. A motorcycle roared behind him, he immediately jumped onto the sidewalk. "Hei—" He turned his head and only had time to see the backs of two long-haired boys, speeding from the night market area.

Where the hell, is he? magenta thought as he infiltrated the crowd that was preparing to return home, looking back for his twin brother.

God loves having a night market. He likes his rides and silly games.

While they were at the waterfall, he and Kantata slipped away and did not return again, while Magenta waited for them until late at night.

Until Magenta finally decided to go home and found that God had not returned.

Magenta rushed out onto the pavement while his eyes followed the creamy-colored Jaguar con vertible that was turning the corner. "Good car," he murmured.

He looked out at the night market square as the yellow light illuminating the sky in that direction began to go out, indicating that the night market had closed completely.

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"Where did these people come from?" Empu Brajasena cried out in anger to stare at the yard of his house which was fenced in by people in dark robes and hooded.

The mysterious people stood in rows filling the grounds with bowed faces as they continued to mutter. Their hands were holding some kind of weathered book that had aged. Like a bunch of people doing a ritual. On each of their cheeks there is a root tattoo that at first glance looks like a scar. And the most astounding thing is their infinite number.

The whole village was thrown into an uproar. Everyone left their homes and crowded in front of the house of Empu Brajasena in astonishment.

No one knows where the mysterious people came from and when exactly they appeared. Even Empu Brajasena.

Many people tried to break through their ranks and disappeared. It is unclear whether they were killed or trapped among the men. All they knew was that the mysterious people did not move at all.

They're hard to penetrate.

All eyes were watching the wolf. A second later, the wolf disappeared after passing through the ranks of the mysterious people.

In the next instant, the earth shook with an earthquake and instantly the place roared like the roar of a giant machine.

Empu Brajasena looked up to the top of the mountain.

All eyes in unison followed his direction and held his breath. The top of the mountain suddenly cracked and split, then collapsed partially. Then little by little the building seemed to evaporate. The pieces of mountain fragments turned into dust fragments that overflowed into the air and then disappeared swept away by the wind.

Everyone screamed at the same time. Before long everything moved in unison, then shouting riled up each other giving instructions to each other while scattered to and fro.

"Run!" They screamed loudly. The whole village turned rowdy.

"We have to get out of this village!"

Forced people in dark robes and hoods flock down from the top of the mountain.

Everyone along the road dispersed regularly as the convoy of robed men began to rush towards them, filling the road, filling the entire place.

The arrival of those people was like a burst of bubbling water. Then all the people and everything he passed by suddenly vanished before their eyes.

Just vaporize without seeing how the process.

There were no houses, no trees, no grass, no bushes after they passed by. All vanished and it was as if they had evolved into mysterious, dark-robed people who kept muttering reciting incantations, which made everyone's head feel like they were floating.

The entire place turned black as they walked. It slowly crept out like a flame that continued to propagate.

Whatever efforts the residents make, the results are always the same. Every time they attacked, they always disappeared, then the mysterious army increased by a hundredfold.

Neither attack nor weapon hit them. But the mysterious people did not fight or fend off. Even avoiding them is not. They just crept, walked slowly while reading a strange book in their hands while muttering. Their attention was not even distracted from the book in his hands.

They are like fog. It looks real but untouched.

Found the fact that the entire population simultaneously moved back and tried to return to their homes. But the results turned around and caused a number of houses like being sucked into a dark maelstrom created from their attacks.

Soon the ground below them again shook and shook, followed by a crackling and crackling sound. The screams of everyone boomed along with the split of Kendeng mountain.

Empu Brajasena tried to put all his abilities into action and worked hard to save everyone. But still no faster than the yawning of their village.

Empu Brajasena woke up full of fear and rose from her bed, spontaneously sweeping through the entire room with a giddy look. His still blurred eyes gnashed open, his chest feeling heavy as his panicked gaze swept through the room.