The Cheat Seed

Chapter 35

"Why don't you guys.."

"Work for me?"

All three of them stopped moving.

"It isn't like I want to kill you guys. Why don't we just start a guild then?"

Marcus went on speaking, he grabbed another chair from his house and sat on it within an eye blink.

The trio stared at him and then turned their head in unison towards the piled body of their comrade.

Marcus followed their stare and then laughed when he saw the pile driven body.

"Hahahaa...You seriously thought I wouldn't know?"

Marcus said as he stood up and made his way to the body.

He grabbed one of the leg and pulled it. It came off with an electric zap and turned to ashes. He turned to back to the three of them who were looking at him in disbelief, their eyes wide opened.

It was a 'Shadow Dummy'

"Whoever controlled this had some amazing shadow magic affinity"

"How.. did he know"

The sniper slowly whispered but his godly sense helped Marcus in hearing her words.

"Ah, I simply just took a quick peek inside your memories"

his head sideways

Sniper blushed and kept her head low.

won't go as planned if we

the Masked

memories XD"

*FLASH*

dust dancing in the air

looked at each other and thought to themselves.

'Who is this Boy?'

.........

a huge gust of wind hit their face. He was there in front of them, Marcus was standing there with a Man in a wheelchair, having the exact details as of the shadow dummy/clone. (I might accidently use clone in the future, so for a quick reference

his 40s and his left eye was patched. Claw marks were visible, which followed from his left forehead side to his left cheeks. Apparently he might've got attacked by a Monster and might have closed his eyes in that battle. Marcus could only guess, Marcus wasn't able to look into his memories,

had a medium grown beard just like 2 weeks after a clean shave. His slim moustache connected to his beard and

trapped inside the Shadow Clone. The biggest risk it took while controlling a shadow clone was to transfer 75% of your soul inside the dummy. It was possible to just let the dummy do as it wants if...it was able to acquire some

into pieces. A black misty air escaped

as if scanning for its master and sped it towards the man in

back in his wheelchair when the Black Mist hit

"Fuck!!"

man shouted out and covered his face

the trio looked at him blankly.

"I am alive..."

man broke the awkward silence after a moment and moved his hands away from his face. His eyes met that of

man stood still for a second as

his palms forward and

We promise to stop taking contracts.

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