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

and kept her head low.

and it won't go as planned if we are missing someone righty? So, I'll just go bring

looked at the Masked assassin in the eye.

memories XD"

*FLASH*

was only dust dancing in the air once

of them looked at each other and thought to themselves.

'Who is this Boy?'

.........

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

in 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

His slim moustache connected to his beard and they formed

wheelchair looked dull, it was probably because he was still 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

misty air escaped from its head

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

in his wheelchair

"Fuck!!"

and covered his

and the trio looked at

"I am alive..."

after a moment and moved his hands away from his face. His eyes met that of his

a second

his palms

leave this Continent and never come back. We promise to stop taking contracts. Please let us live...At least let

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