Flamingo frowned, thinking that he had been cursed or poisoned.
As he quickly checked his body condition, he saw a red light glowing from the other end of the room.
"Mark of the King!" Flamingo was stunned, then roared, "Are you crazy?"
There were only three Marks of the King in total, the only way to replenish them was to snatch them from other Contractors.
He had just used one to save Flamingo, leaving only two left. Using one at this moment, no matter the command, would be a waste.
Flamingo even began to wonder if he had not made himself clear earlier, asking him to use the Mark of the King during the fight, not now.
Could it be that with age, his hearing has become impaired?
What a loss this wasted Mark would be!
The next second, Flamingo's face changed dramatically. He saw a viscous black liquid slowly seeping out of the four corners of the room.