The Legend Of Lyan 2

Memory Scrap 2

Marc's spirit is burning again, this time he intends to beat Joe in a duel that he never won once.

Joe smiled before dodging all of Marc's attacks, in just a few moves he had already managed to repel Marc who continued to launch attacks.

“Not yet, it's not over.” Marc got up and went back to attack, Joe casually received all the attacks. The duel again ended in Joe's victory.

After the duel ended, Marc dropped himself lying on the ground, while Joe sat down beside him.

“Without using the body of the attack reverberator alone you are already this strong. You're really talented, Joe.” Marc said so with a breath of breath. “Sometimes you will definitely become the leader of the zeroth tribe.”

“I don't have such big dreams. I just want to always be on Mr. Zemus' side.”

“Come on, you're talented. There's no harm if you—”

“I'm different from you, Marc. Mr. Zemus is the one who raised me, being by his side now is already a priceless happiness Joe looked at the dark sky. “Yes, when it comes to dreams .. maybe I want to be the person she needs the most.”

“Yes, well, I appreciate your dream.” Marc stood up and asked Joe to shake his hand. “Some day if I have become the leader of the tribe and you have become the number one Mr. Zemus, promise me our relationship will continue as it is now.”

Joe smiled, he returned the hand of the man. “Sure, we will be brothers forever.”

The place then turns dark, and Yuna finds herself at the funeral. Yuna could see Marc kneeling before her father's grave, all the members of the roo tribe standing behind looked gloomy.

“Master, I have found the tribe clue that killed the leader.” One of the tribe members who had just landed beside Marc gave a report.

“Who are they?” Marc glanced sharply at the man.

“They ... consist of dozens of tribes. The one who has moved those tribes is Zemus.”

“Sneaky basics. How dare he deceive father and ally with other tribes to kill him.” Marc clenched his hand hard. “We must become stronger to reply to what they did.”

Marc is 83 years old, his mature thinking makes him hold back the anger to avenge his father as soon as possible.

Despite being a hermit, Marc realizes his powers are still far from his father. Attacking the zeroth tribe right now would only leave them devastated.

“From now on call me King! I promise I will not let our tribe be underestimated by anyone!” Marc took the oath before the grave of the previous leader.

Realizing a need for greater strength, Marc decided to sacrifice most of his life in order to gain strength, the pay he received was not only a great lifetime, but a great one, the youthful body he obtained after becoming a hermit disappeared so that his face aged according to his age.

The revenge plan was pushed back when a number of tribes attacked to dethrone their top three. Marc was quite depressed in his leadership, for a dozen years of continuous pounding finally the roo tribe dropped from the position of the top three strongest tribes. What was more astonishing this time was that the opponent who destroyed them was only one person.

“Joe, you .…” Marc who had been lying down did not expect to see his old friend become the mastermind who destroyed his tribe. “Why are you doing this? Didn't you promise me—”

Joe laughed softly, “You still remember the nonsense we said when we were young, it really made me ticklish.”

Marc is bluffing his teeth, “You really changed after being Zemus' right hand, I'm disappointed in you!”

“You're still saying disgusting nonsense. Though I had intended to treat you well as a slave considering our good relationship back then, but now I changed my mind. You deserve to be a pet.”

After that Marc and his followers were locked up. On the night after the zeroth tribe gained the position of the strongest tribe toga, the roo tribe who were locked in cages and still injured were forced to fight one on one with other tribe fighters to serve as entertainment.

None of the roo tribe fighters were able to win the fight with their condition. But unlike when Marc's turn came, he almost beat the other tribal fighters just that Joe helped the fighter by attacking Marc secretly.

“Sialan ...” Marc swears annoyed at Joe who has been sneaky at him, obviously the man does not want to let himself win.

Every time used as a show material to make the mental members of the tribe destroyed, Marc's hatred is even greater in the zeroth tribe, especially in Joe, he is the mastermind who makes them into toys like this.

Joe could feel the resentment from Marc's gaze, Joe was unhappy because all he wanted was to mentally destroy the man. Not getting what he wanted made him treat the roo tribe worse until a few years later he finally managed to make Marc destroyed as he wanted.

“Do you want to live quietly with your followers?” Joe asked Marc who had just finished being tortured by some people,

Marc who was already lying weakly glanced at Joe, his lips quivering. “Y-Yes, please let us live.”

Marc had already endured various tortures, his hatred for Joe had now turned into fear.

“Good, I've asked Mr. Zemus to let you go because we don't feel comforted anymore. I'll set you free.”

Hearing that the roo tribe members who were locked in cages smiled sumringah, they had long hoped to be free from this hell.

Marc Jiga was happy to hear it, with trembling lips he said, “Really? Received by ...”

Marc's words stopped when he saw Joe grinning, he felt something was wrong. “A-what ...”

“No need to worry. I will really set you free. I hope we won't see each other again because if that happens I'll bring you back here. But before that ...,” Joe then took off one of his shoes, pointing the soles of his feet in front of Marc's face. “Lick this, once you do, you and your followers will be free.”

Marc quickly greeted the man's leg and licked it. In Marc's mind just being free of this place, he doesn't care though Joe's request will hurt his pride again.

The members of the roo tribe were actually angry but there was nothing they could do. Their free will is as great as Marc's, so everyone just apologizes to their leader for doing the degrading thing for them.

“Good, lick it clean.” Joe laughs with satisfaction to see Marc cleaning his legs like anj*ng.

The scene suddenly turned dark, Yuna regained her senses, at the same time she also managed to pierce through the fourth natural joint.

BLAAAR!