Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer-Novel

The explosion caused the whole church to be alerted.

The last few remaining elders and the high priest along with the old man who are already coming towards the healer’s place to take a look at the woman and get any possible information they could get were shocked by the explosion.

After the initial explosion that destroyed the whole place, purple gas started spreading from the spot.

Elders ran towards the spot and became vigilant when they neared the purple gas everywhere.

They breathed a small amount and stepped back. Since they are poison cultivators, they obviously have some immunity to the poison, but that doesn’t mean they are completely unaffected by it. So, they decided to take some in and observe.

When they inhaled it, they were extremely shocked because their poison cultivation techniques that help them with digesting the poisons to strengthen themselves are reacting madly to it.

Their bodies are absorbing the poison at a rapid rate.

But soon their faces changed once again as they ran backwards far away from the purple smoke and sat down as they struggled to suppress the cultivation techniques.

The poison smoke is of clearly a high level and it is extremely potent, it would be really beneficial, but only if the poison is from natural sources, not from another cultivator.

This poison is the hydra poison which Sam created after drinking the poison wine the night before and absorbing the blood poison of the woman.

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He absorbed all of them, processed it completely and then secreted this poison to his surprise it came out in purple color, but he didn’t care. He filled the poison and placed it in a container along with a liquid energy cell.

After the woman finished her trump card which was completely useless against Sam, the team came, finished her off, made an undead, placed the container on her and sent her back to the church.

The guards are idiots to not check if anything is wrong and they reported her situation, then it turned out that the elders and High priest are also idiots as they didn’t think why the woman who they sent is returning alone after such a long time and if she escaped, they didn’t check if Sam’s group is following them.

They just sent to heal her.

The explosion happened directly and killed their healer who is one of the remaining transcendent stage Astral Plane cultivators here.

Clearly their strength has weakened further.

As for why they are feeling like this after inhaling some smoke, it is simple. The Hydra poison might be of high level and it would be best for the cultivation techniques for the poison cultivator, but they would have to be nuts to absorb it as it didn’t come from the hydra directly, rather he it came from another cultivator. It would make the body reject it and the clash between two poisons happens.

Now they all need to support their own poison to throw the foreign one out. But the quality is a great factor here and to overcome it, the quantity must be enormous. Luckily for them Sam didn’t think of using the corrosive poison.

While they are struggling to save themselves, they forget about the spreading purple smoke and the people who are responsible for it.

At this moment, Sam and his team came to the church gate and entered the estate.

Sam didn’t bother to fight here. He hovered on the harbinger as he roamed around the church estate while the teammates dealt with the rest of the people. The disciples obviously didn’t interfere as they are not stupid enough to lose their lives.

Sam directly went to where Indra’s statue is after asking around for a bit and performed the ritual once again.

"Hello, Indra. The king of Heaven."

Sam spoke casually as he took a seat.

"You survived. I should have expected as much."

"Of course, you should have. It would be stupid of you to think otherwise. Don’t you know that I am immune to poison?"

Indra didn’t say anything and was prepared to disappear, but Sam’s words stopped him.

"I heard you are also part of what happened in Jaman."

"I don’t know what you are talking about."

"I don’t know either. But someone certainly does and they are searching for the clues. I even got someone trying to contact me regarding this. If not for the fact that I am too active and I am moving all around, they would have succeeded.

They seemed like a pretty big organization. They are spread far and wide. I heard of them in two completely unrelated places."

Indra didn’t speak for a second. He just looked at Sam and waited for him to speak.

"Three gods who are absolute pieces of shit. A story about a destroyed planet. What is the link? A planet that could at most be considered a stray and many cultivators are trying to find what happened to it. They came and started asking about it. They are shaking the powers that normally wouldn’t even bother to conquer a planet like Jaman even if someone begged them.

And every power they are coming after is a power under you. All powers that are controlled by your followers.

At first it was only Hou Yi and Hel. Now even your name came up and these people are actually outside the Poison church trying to cut a deal with me.

What do you want me to do? Do you want me to help them investigate this?"

Indra doesn’t know what to say, he immediately cut the connection and left.

Sam destroyed the statue and carved the three words before leaving.

Outside, Paras is currently interrogating the Old man who gave the orders to the elders to deal with Sam.

Sam came there and asked.

"Why waste your time? Just kill him to get the memories."

None of the team members spoke and they only looked at Paras.

Sam noticed that Paras is extremely angry.

He thought of something and asked.

"Do you recognize him by any chance?"

Paras shook his head and said.

"He recognizes me. He was there."

Sam was surprised. The Old man had a twisted expression on his face as he looked at Paras and grinned like a madman.

It seems like the Old man wants to get some mental satisfaction from torturing Paras.

Sam sighed and took out something.

A syringe.

A plain empty syringe. He took out two glass containers, one is a liquid energy cell and the other one is a herbal liquid. He extracted herbal liquid and filled half of the syringe and the remaining half was filled with the energy liquid.

The energy liquid is of wood element.

He injected it into the old man and said to Paras.

"He is all yours. You can do whatever you want. Keep Tamas here and get the memories after you are done."

With that the rest of the team left.

After they left, the old man started feeling effect of the injection.

At first he felt itchy all over and soon he could feel his skin cracking a bit and then thin grass blades started growing out of the hand on which the injection was done. The source of this content is novelenglish.net . Firᴇ.net - novelenglish.net . bin

Paras plucked one grass blade and....

*AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

A cry indicating the soul searing pain. The old man immediately lost that twisted look and started sweating. He tried to hold the pain back and tried to agitate Paras, but he regretted it immediately as Paras plucked another blade of grass.

Half of the city heard the cries of the old man that morning.

Meanwhile, Night Ghost handed the baby over to the Maid who knelt down and thanked Sam many many times. But Sam just brushed it off and told her to leave as fast as she can.

Because, the baby was already coined by some higher level sect and they are going to come after her sooner or later.

So, it is better for her to escape as soon as she can.

After sending her away, Sam looked through the list.

He felt a bit lazy looking at the list. There is no challenge in the current targets. He doesn’t want to plan and scheme for these.

"Let’s just finish one every two days, shall we? Direct attacks, I don’t care if they have planned tricks or specialities. Let us just barge in and finish this off.

There are ten more targets in the first twelve. So, it should be done in one month at the latest."

"Your wish boss. Whatever you want to do."

While they were deciding on where to go next, Paras came and thanked Sam.

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"So, what is the story?"

"He knew my parents. I resemble my father a lot. He is the one who killed them."

"So, any news about the incident?"

"No, this guy is just a small fry. We need to go higher."

"Sure thing. We are talking about the same thing. Join in."