"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"
Marcus said as tilted his head sideways and chuckled innocently.
The Sniper blushed and kept her head low.
"We 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 jiffy"
He said as he looked at the Masked assassin in the eye.
"Read you memories XD"
*FLASH*
There was only dust dancing in the air once Marcus bolted out from the place.
The three of them looked at each other and thought to themselves.
'Who is this Boy?'
.........
They cowered and cringed 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 the shadow
dummy/clone. (I might accidently use clone in the future, so for a quick reference XD).
The Man was 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 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 mixed.
The man was completely 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
brown and his cippled legs had huge claw marks.
Marcus placed him 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 possible to just let the dummy do as it wants if...it was able to acquire some intelligence from the
user.
Marcus uprooted the man's shadow Clone and broke it into pieces. A black misty air escaped from its
head as soon as Marcus broke it open.
The Black Mist played around in the air for a second as if scanning for its master and sped it towards
the man in the wheelchair as soon as it found him.
The Crippled Man jerked back in his wheelchair when the Black Mist hit his temple.
"Fuck!!"
The man shouted out and covered his face with his hands.
Marcus and the trio looked at him blankly.
"I am alive..."
The man broke the awkward silence after a moment and moved his hands away from his face. His
eyes met that of his crew mates and then shifted to meet the eyes of Marcus.
The Wheelchair and the man stood still for a second as they kept on gazing at each other.
The Tanned man, slowly brought his palms forward and clapped it together, tightly.
"Please let us go.. We'll leave this Continent and never come back. We promise to stop taking
contracts. Please let us live...At least let them go."
He cried out. Tears rolled out from his right eyes as he genuinely pleaded for mercy. His words seemed
to hold a certain weight, the weight of truth. Marcus felt it as he looked at him and the other injured
three. For the first time he felt pity for them.
But....
"You should've have thought that before"
Marcus grinned and slowly made his way towards him. Marcus then grabbed him by his shoulder and
heaved his right hand back, getting ready to punch the man in front of him off to oblivion.
He brought his hand forward into a deadly punch. The Bald man felt the magnitude of the incoming fist
as he tightly closed his only eye and cowered back, expecting his head to fly off any moment.
The rest of the crew closed their eyes as well when they saw Marcus heaving his right hand back.
...
A second passed and the punch hadn't fallen on the man yet. Instead he felt a slight touch on his left
eyeless slot.
"Beep-Bop"
Marcus chuckled as he pressed the Baldy's eyeless slot with his right index finger, his left hand now off
from the man's shoulder and on his knee.
It was silent for a whole second, but soon the Crippled man felt his left eye slot warm up. Soon, just like
a miracle, his vision slowly returned on his left part as well. The Man slowly touched his new recovered
left eye with his trembling hands.
Marcus tapped the man's crippled legs with his own leg and at the same time pulled the man's from the
wheelchair and kicked the wheelchair into outer space. Marcus let go of his hold and the Man lost
balance for a second, but soon recovered it when he learnt he could move his long gone legs again.
The rest three watched him in awe and gasped.
It was a miracle for them happening in the daylight but actually was another Perk of the Emperor's
Cheat Seed. Another Main reason the Flame emperor was invincible was because he had the ability to
regenerate quickly and heal others in a second with a mere touch.
The newly recovered Man stood there, shaking in fear and surprise. He was standing again after 2 long
years, He was able to walk and see normally again.
...........
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