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"

said as tilted his head

and kept

planned if we are missing someone righty? So, I'll just

said as he looked at the Masked assassin

you memories XD"

*FLASH*

was only dust dancing in the air once Marcus bolted out

of them looked at each other

'Who is this Boy?'

.........

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

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

bald but had a medium grown beard just like 2 weeks after a clean shave. His slim moustache connected to his beard and they formed an 'O' around his mouth. His skin tone was

down slowly and rolled his wheelchair to the rest of their sides. The man in the 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

black misty

as if scanning for its master and sped it towards the

wheelchair when the Black Mist hit

"Fuck!!"

man shouted out and covered his face with his

the trio looked at

"I am alive..."

moved his hands away from his face. His eyes met that of his crew mates and then shifted to meet the eyes of

man stood still for a second as they kept on gazing at

palms forward and clapped it

promise to stop taking contracts. Please let

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