Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

"Yes, from what the last guy said, this is the area."

Another guy with dark blue hair and black eyes, replied to the former guy, his tone hushed, not wanting to make any sound.

"Then the egg must be somewhere in this area—"

The third guy with black hair and black eyes muttered, his head poking out of the bush they were hiding in, but before he could even complete his words...

*Woosh—*

His eyes widened. The sound of metal cutting through the air alone was enough for him to understand what was going to happen, but the poor guy was too slow...

*Pierce*

The guy\'s body fell backward with a gaping hole between his brows, his eyes wide in shock and horror. Although the guy couldn\'t see the attack, he knew that he was about to be killed, and he knew who killed him.

"Shit! Run, that guy\'s here!"

The guy with dark brown hair spoke; his black eyes shone with panic, as he rushed away from there.

"W-Wait!"

The dark blue-haired guy exclaimed in urgency, dashing out of the area just like the brown-haired guy, but he was a bit late.

*Woosh*

The whistling of air was heard again, and his hair stood to their ends; he knew what it was.

"P-PLEASE SPARE ME!! I-I WON\'T COME—!!"

*Pierce*

He tried to let out a last desperate plea against the arrow of death, but his words were cut short, and the arrow passed through his head just like the other guy.

*Thud*

And with a heavy thud, his body fell to the ground. As dead as it could be. There was an identical bloody hole on his forehead, extending from one side to another, letting out blood that pooled below him.

The last guy, on the other hand, was now terrified. He had heard the voice of the blue-haired guy being cut short, so he knew that the guy was now dead, making him the only survivor, or the next target of the arrow.

His head turned to look at the scene behind, hoping with all he had that he wouldn\'t hear the same sound, but as soon as he turned back, he paused.

\'The death arrow...\'

He muttered in a daze as he saw an arrow dripping with blood, staring at him while hovering mid-air, swaying a bit to keep itself afloat.

Yes, the arrow seemed to be staring at him, as if warning him to not come back, and he sure as hell was going to take that warning to his heart, if he returned alive, that is.

*Step**Step*...

He hurriedly turned around, running with all he had, not looking back again.

His being able to see the death arrow was already a blessing; others died without even getting a look at it, so he wasn\'t returning empty-handed at least.

Death Arrow.

What was this?

Why did the guy seem so scared of the arrow?

Well, the death arrow was the only thing that was responsible for around 20 humans who tried to enter this area.

It was an arrow that would come with a woosh, and go with a swoosh, leaving no traces behind other than a gaping hole on its victim\'s head.

No one could tell where it was shot from, where it came from, or when it was going to hit, but there was one way to know that it was coming—the sound of the wind\'s whistling.

The arrow moved at a speed fast enough to cause a wooshing sound just by its movement, and that was what made people aware of the fact that the arrow was incoming.

It was their cue to run away.

Yes, run away, not fight.

Many tried to do it at the start—trying to dodge the arrow, or attack it with destructive attacks—only to fail miserably. None of their attacks did anything to the arrow, as they died the same way others did.

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So, a new rule was made: When you hear a woosh, you need to go swoosh.

"Sir! Raju is coming back!"

The brown-haired guy, running away from the area, came straight toward a makeshift tent, and as he was moving toward it, a guy, who was standing outside the tent shouted, as if informing someone about the brown-haired guy\'s—whose name turned out to be Raju—safe return.

"Hah... Hah…"

Raju, on the other hand, paused, taking deep breaths. Although he wasn\'t physically tired, mentally it was an entirely different story.

"How was it?"

It was then that he heard another voice, more commanding than the guy who shouted before, and he raised his head, meeting a pair of black eyes, tinted with blue.

"I-I saw the death arrow..."

Raju muttered, his chest, heaving up and down, but his words caused the guy in front of him to frown.

"How are you still alive then?"

The guy with a commanding aura mixed with a bit of darkness questioned Raju.

"I don\'t know, sir."

Raju replied honestly. He didn\'t know why he was left alive or what the arrow\'s or its owner Alex Mathew\'s motives were.

"I see. Come in, tell us everything you know."

The one being called sir by everyone in the area spoke, walking back into the tent from where one could hear the sound of some people talking.

"Yes, sir!"

Raju, on the other hand, nodded his head, his expression turning serious as he walked into the tent.

What was all this?

This tent, this person, and the ones inside the tent—who were they?

This group was formed for the sub-scenario, and once the sub-scenario is over, this group will be disbanded.

The moment Alex\'s being the guardian was revealed, it shocked many people.

He was one of the most famous guys in India as of now, and he was famous not just for his looks but for many more things.

This group was formed for the sole purpose of standing a chance against Alex.

Not many knew of his true powers, but the ones who did warned the others about it and proposed a group formation.

In this little organization-like group, there were many people. Almost every human left alive in the surrounding 300-kilometer radius.

Yes, the area covered in this sub-scenario had turned threefolds of the one in the second scenario, but it was what it was.

A selected few people—the strongest in this area—were crowned as the leaders of this small organization, and they were the ones responsible for coordinating the movements of the people and making plans to somehow destroy the egg.

They were moving around randomly at first, but around an hour ago, someone sent a message saying that she had found the location where Alex could be, but that was the poor girl\'s last message ever.

That, however, gave the people a rough idea of where Alex could be, but even after finding that out, they weren\'t able to get into it.

All because of the death arrow.

Death Arrow was actually just what they called the arrow, but slowly, people started calling Alex by that name as well.

Now, with the new intel Raju brought in, they were going to see if they could make any further development in their sub-scenario, which had been stagnant for about 3 hours now.