Chapter 112: 112. One Head At Time

Once the man finished saying his words, he stood in the air unmoving and gazing down at everyone.

Mack looked around and saw that the beach was very small, and had two rock cliffs that cut the beach from the rest of the island by the sides, typical of a 'desert beach' if was not for the gravel instead of sand.

The only way to get out of the beach was entering the forest in front of them.

Gazing with the corner of his eyes, Mack saw two girls talking with each other as if discussing if they should risk continuing, while one girl seemed just concerned the other one was almost panicking, Mack could understand why, in a place where no rules exist, some man would just let go their lustful desires.

'Those two girls are doomed if they enter.'

Thought Mack, looking at one of the girls that had a body that was a sculpture. Some guys could even die to just have a night with her. Let alone in a place like this.

'Time to move'

Thought Mack, shaking the useless thoughts and focusing on the trial.

Mack had nothing to decide. He already decided to take this trial days ago. A 'lawless' zone? For him, this was perfect.

Mack hated to obey rules.

For him, the only rule that mattered was his will.

Mack walked a few steps and went to the trees. He quickly gazed behind and saw that some people were coming behind him.

A group of people walking together.

'The first and the last are always the ones that got fucked in this kind of thing. But I'm not anyone.'

Thought Mack, activating his cape and vanishing behind a tree.

A few steps behind him, a tall man with blond hair seemed confused and said,

"That guy just vanished! Quickly go and check behind that tree, but stay alert, he may have more tricks."

Hearing what the blond man said, another two guys went forward to the place that Mack disappeared.

"There is nothing here. Maybe he went up the tree?"

Said one of the guys, looking up to see if Mack was on the tree.

"Geez, how could he vanish like that? This is a recruitment, no one above level 10 is allowed"

Said the blond man, looking behind and looking at the beach where they come from. More people were already leaving the area and they should move to avoid a disadvantageous fight.

"Lets-" But before he could finish his last words, a blade slashed his neck, and before he could even fall a hand grabbed the pendant at his neck.

The two guys at front, seeing his 'friend' dying just like that, took out their weapons, but before they could do anything, the guy vanished again.

They kept gazing around to see any movement, but they saw nothing, and kept waiting. They knew if they left or run they were dead.

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At same moment, another group of people coming from the beach and following the same route saw those two guys with sword in hand and looking at them. They thought those guys killed the one on the front and were waiting for them.

Before they could even realize what was truly happening, another guy in black appeared in the middle of the two guys, one sword in each hand, already slicing their necks, and by the moment the heads fell, the guy in black vanished again.

"Enter in formation! We have an assassin with cloaking skills, maybe an ability user!"

Screamed the leader of the group of five people, already grabbing his staff. He was a mage.

Seeing a mage on this trial, Mack thought how ignorant those guys were about the true intentions of the organization they were trying to enter.

'But a mage is a mage, and only a dead mage is a good mage.'

Thought Mack, still with his cape active and walking in the group direction.

Hearing their leader command, the other four people surrounded him in a circle formation. They were all ability users, and the leader was the only mage they had.

The strongest, yet, the weakest.

Once entering in formation, they kept waiting, but more people were coming from the beach, and they seemed to not clearly understand what was happening. Because once those people coming saw a group waiting in formation, they didn't advance and kept waiting.

No one would want a fight at the first moment they left the beach. It would be a great disadvantage for them later on, because everyone would know what they were capable of.

But Mack could not care less about this, and still with cape active, started whistling his father's song. All mages, innocent or not, would fear this song, or die hearing it.

The mage noticed the whistling and thought was their chance, because they could somehow pinpoint Mack's position.

The mage pointed his staff to the front, but before he could even activate his spell, Mack appeared again.

To be able to cast, he had to have a clear visual, and Mack was waiting for that same clear visual.

Mack threw a dagger, and a fireball came out of the mage staff, both at the same moment.

The dagger hit the mage on his forehead.

The others guys on the group saw the fireball hit Mack and thought that at least was worth losing the mage to kill an assassin.

The mage body fell to the ground, but the whistling didn't stop.

Flames consumed the area of ten meters in front of them and inside those flames, the four guys could see a dark shadow walking in their direction.

Essence started to swirl around the area so much that even the people from the beach could clearly see a small whirlwind forming around those four guys.

With the fireball explosion, everyone at the beach looked at the scene. Trees were burning and an entire area got wiped out cleanly.

And everyone could see a man walking inside those flames, as clear as the sky above them.

And the whistling never stopped.

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