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 and chuckled

kept her head

are discussing very important matters here and it won't go as planned if we are missing someone righty? So, I'll just go bring the fifth member in a

as he looked at the Masked assassin in the eye.

memories

*FLASH*

the air once Marcus bolted out from the place.

at each

'Who is this Boy?'

.........

standing there with a Man in a wheelchair, having the exact details as of the shadow dummy/clone.

followed from his left forehead side to his left cheeks. Apparently he might've got

weeks after a clean shave. His slim moustache connected to his beard and they formed an 'O' around his mouth. His skin tone was brown and his cippled legs had huge

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

Clone and broke it into pieces. A black misty air escaped from its head as soon as Marcus broke it

air for a second as if scanning for its master and sped it towards

in his wheelchair when the Black Mist hit his

"Fuck!!"

covered his face with

and the trio looked

"I am alive..."

moment and moved his hands away from his face. His eyes met that of his crew mates and then

a second as they kept on gazing at each

his palms forward and clapped it together,

promise to stop taking contracts. Please let

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