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"

head sideways

Sniper blushed and kept her

we

looked at the Masked assassin

memories XD"

*FLASH*

dust dancing in the air once Marcus

each other and thought

'Who is this Boy?'

.........

back when 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

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, it seemed blurry and

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

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

misty air escaped from its head

for its master and

back in his wheelchair when the Black Mist hit

"Fuck!!"

and covered his face with his

looked

"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

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

slowly brought his palms forward

let us go.. We'll leave this Continent and never come back. We promise to stop taking contracts. Please

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