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Secret Power

*POV Author

Tamusong's face immediately paled when he heard it, how not.. He is a ghost who has known Kuno first, he knows that even in the school Kuno get a sentence of confinement by kiyai, and now.it is impossible if Kuni get the same treatment, don't you?

It could be Ancient revolted and made a mess on this island. Kiyai who has the power that the ghosts fear he dared to fight, especially when with fellow ghosts.

"Yetoooooo!! Big brother will be tormented by om-om double hair?? She's in brackets there too? Nana who drove him there, will the handsome brother be angry with Nana, and do not want to be friends with Nana again?" grumbled Nana, about to prepare to cry.

"Cup cup cup.. Nana don't be sad, it's not Nana's fault anyway, Nana is good, already want to take her handsome brother." persuaded Wenna. Of course Wenna swiftly did this, because the last time she heard Nana cry, making almost some ghosts on this island experience a buzz in the ears for several weeks.

"Huu... Huuu.. Kan pity big brother handsome, where Nana is not accepted, in a foreign place even in torment." whining him while rubbing his eyes with both hands.

Tamusong just stared worriedly at Nana, then changed to look at Wenna who looked panicked but tried to calm down.

"Wenna, you're the ghost leader of the water type. Of course you know ghost leaders of all kinds. So, were your words just now true?" tamusong asked, causing Wenna to turn her gaze to Tamusong, but both of her hands were still busy wiping Nana's head.

"Yes, I know very well the character and temperament of the ghost leaders. And the most haughty is Arnold, the leader of a foreign ghost who is a vampire." said Wenna. "I don't know what the reason is, but it's very difficult for him to accept a new member of his kind. Even he did not hesitate to eliminate the ghosts who forced to stay with them, but did not meet his criteria." Tamusong gasped at Wenna's words.

"Criteria?? I know all the ghost leaders of course have their own criteria. Like Mr. Adri who accepted me easily because he heard the story of our journey before heading here. And of course because I'm a real pocong ghost."

"Then, Ancient which was rejected by the ghost leader Kuntilanak because he was handsome and considered weak because it was not creepy. He also looks foreign, so rejected by the kuntilanak leader. Then, what kind of criteria does the foreign ghost leader have?" ask again.

Wenna immersed her body in the water, leaving her head alone raised above the water. "Tell me, they want to get the ghost of the real race. No native descendants, or no indigenous ghosts. From what we see, kuno is indeed a foreign ghost. Plus the color of her eyes and hair. Only the most striking thing was the clothes he was wearing."

"He's a foreign ghost, but he's wearing a native ghost suit. From what I know, the foreign ghost society wears the uniforms or clothes of the nobles. While Ancient is not. Just look at it everyone already knows that the Ancient is from a mixed race."

"And on this island, there has been nothing at all in the encounter of such an Ancient ghost. Foreign parasites but indigenous appearance. So, what more reason would Arnold have to accept Kuno if not to eliminate her kind?" wenna's light was long, and of course it made Tamusong and Nana gasp.

"Ja.. So how?? Is Kuno being tortured there?? What kind of torture? Even if he's in brackets, where's his cage?" sambar Tamusong quickly.

Wenna was silent for a moment, thinking about the case of the torture of foreign ghosts that did not meet the previous criteria. "As far as I know, they locked the ghost somewhere for a long time, until the ghost asked to be taken out of the place. They are of course willing to issue, on condition that the ghost must go from this island to another place."

"Then, if the subject of torture.I would like to do a group attack on the target. If I call it, it's like braking. This is the most dangerous, because chances are, the ghosts that can't be tampered with..."

"It will disappear and disappear from the face of the earth forever."

Tamusong gasped, even his eyes widened to hear Wenna's words. He immediately took out his hands from the shroud and pulled Wenna from the water into the air.

"Please.. Please the boy, however please help him. He can't disappear now. I'm just stalling to this place to be with her, because later on she'll have to do something, she'll have to come back!" insist Tamusong while shaking Wenna's body. Wenna grimaced, as the calm water that entered was now suddenly surging.

"Yes. yeah, I know! Stop this!" lamented Wenna, making Tamusong surprised and releasing Wenna clumsily.

Wenna rubbed both of her shoulders, while Nana only fell silent while holding back tears at the words of the two ghosts that sounded terrifying to Ancient.

"But the thing is, other ghost leaders are forbidden from helping ghosts of a different kind."

Tamusong frowned, not accepting Wenna's words just now. "Why?? Why is that so?!" his protest.

"Why is he called a leader?? Because we are the most powerful ghosts of our kind. We have the Goddess's trust to help and protect our race. The question is, protect our race from what??" Wenna hung up her words. "Of course from other kinds of ghosts that attack or harm our race."

"We were created to protect the races so that no one would be as adamant and argue with each other and fight for power as they once were. So, it's not funny at all when the ghost leader helps another kind. What would my race say if that happened?" tanyanya, make Tamusong and Nana speechless.

"If you can't help a different race, it means that the same race, can be understood, right?" tamusong asked, making Wenna nod her head.

Nana fell silent and stopped wiping her eyes as these two ghosts started to look at her without blinking. "Why do you see Nana like that?" ask, in a quiet voice.

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Meanwhile, in the residence of a strange ghost, the ghosts of Mr. Arnold's confidant sit around an unconscious albino boy.

They exerted magical power by linking their hands together and closed their eyes.

Because of their actions, a white magic power appeared to come out from the Ancient body, like smoke sucked by a vacuum cleaner. Ancient Body drooped and its mouth gaping, it was floating above the air without a sound.

Bruuk!!

The Ancient Body suddenly fell down after these few people were done with its work. They opened their eyes together, making the absorption of the magical energy perish. Sweat ran down the temples and soaked their hair.

They turned and took out a large leaf and carved it with a nail. They exchanged lyrics, with the leaves held in their hands.

"What do you think?" asked Cleo, a long-haired, pretty-faced ghost.

"Just keep your crap, and we'll meet the leader about this research" said a cold-faced ghost as he moved, followed by two of his other friends.

They flew together, passing through many windows and magnificent columns until they reached the most special room among others.

The cold face knocked on the door, until a voice from inside the room appeared. "Lake in."

Hearing that, the three ghosts entered in turn and faced Mr. Arnold who was sitting tensely in front of the table while linking fingers and closing his mouth.

"How's it?" tanyakanya. The three ghosts directly thrust their leaves in front of Mr. Arnold, and the man with two halves took the three leaves at once.

His two eyeballs started to move from left and right, reading the writing per writing. A sweet smile began to curl on her lips, along with the lightness of the eyes that looked at the three ghosts before her.

"From the research you've done on the ghost, I've come to the conclusion of the power he has."

"First, sensory-type ghosts. Then, the ghosts who master the basic power of the ghosts. The ghost of a long and close combat type, the last one with the power of light speed" he said, reading what had been written on the leaves.

"This is the conclusion of your fight, but. didn't you absorb a little of his energy to see how much hidden power he had?? I want more, not just something like this." he asked.

The cold face opened its voice. "It's a visible ability and of course we've been confident about that power. But, about the power we saw from the absorption of that power, there's a kind of frequency wave that this kid is limiting. Whether intentionally or not, but, there seems to be a barrier that keeps us from detecting it any further."

"It's like a stored, pent-up or shackled power. And will come out if you get a lure. So, we can't write anything more detailed than that, to avoid a fatal mistake."

"But, looking at our fight earlier.as well as how this child was able to hide his strength in another frequency, it's best to allow me to become the teacher who will guide his strength. He's a prized possession that we accidentally got, so I'm not gonna let another ghost get it." he said, making Mr. Arnold nod.

"Your explanation is very clear, Jody. Then I entrust the boy to you." said Mr. Arnold, making the other two ghosts jerk as if they did not accept.

"Sorry Mr. Arnold, he has almost the same type of strength as me, a long-distance fighter, please just let me handle the kid." Cleo said.

"No sir, I'm also a sensor-type ghost, it seems like I'm the better one to hone that ability. Sensor-type ghosts are needed in warfare and to support success!" sergeant Noel, someone whose face is lustful.

Jody only snorted when she heard these two people fighting over the Ancient. "Hahaha, didn't you hear that Mr Arnold entrusted that to me??" he said, making these two ghosts upset.

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Meanwhile, outside the room, Abbe realizes that only three ghosts of Mr. Arnold's beliefs have entered with a leaf in each hand.

He frowned in wonder and curiosity, because these ghosts knew about their plans in Ancient. He himself was asked to come to Kuno and convey the invitation.

"Why did Mr. Arnold's confidant ghosts get in there? As far as I know, they were also in the poor demon's room. And, why did they have to invite the ghost to the altar?? It's confusing." he muttered, wailing beside the pole.

When the ghosts came out, Abbe hurriedly walked around, so as not to be found out if he was curious and was about to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"So, for a while I forbid you from approaching the boy, because he is my disciple" said Jody, making Abbe gasp when he heard it.

Not without reason, it was because Abbe had always wanted to be as strong as Jody, and idolized Jody, so when her favorite ghost made another ghost a disciple, of course it made her feel jealous, especially if the ghost is ancient.

"Currently, you're just lucky to get it. Don't let your trust make you negligent and disappoint him!" reply Cleo.

Abbe frowned hearing it. "Lucky? Whatdoes thatmean? What's that kid worth?? Wasn't he in the brackets in the room? I could feel a layer of light shackling him." Inner Abbe.

"Ehem, what are you doing there, Abbe?" noel asked, making Cleo and Jody gasp, as they realized Abbe's presence near them.

"I'm sorry, I just passed by and overheard. If it's something I don't deserve to hear, I'll forget it. Excuse me!" he charged over quickly, as soon as it passed leaving behind these three ghosts.

"My censor felt that the boy was upset and jealous" Noel said, watching Abbe pass by. "Jody, he's loved you a long time ago, it looks like he's going to have a bad relationship with your student" she continued.

"I don't care, if he's hostile to my students or not I don't care. Because what we need isn't the boy's personality, but his strength."

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...Seriate......