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

The whole room is silent for a moment.

Impeachment is not a new concept to them. As the grand elder said, there are several attempts at impeachment before and they barely succeeded and no matter what the result is, the aftermath would be ugly.

The two participants will no longer be able to see eye to eye and there is a chance that one of them would end up dead a few days after the impeachment result was given. Sometimes, the murder could be linked to the other party, but most of the time, that doesn’t happen.

The grand elders discussed something for a moment and one of them stood up and said.

"We would like to take some time to go through the evidence brought by the lord. If the evidence is convincing enough, we would be proceeding with the impeachment trial and if it is not, Lord Markan would lose his position as a Lord and will be demoted to an ordinary informant for the rest of his life without any chance of promotion."

Markan and the Leader both walked out of the room and waited in the corridor. They are looking at each other as if they wanted to eat the other person alive.

"How is life as some no-name cultivator in a low-level realm, Brother Markan? I thought you would have been used to it and wouldn’t want to come back at all. After all, the life of a sole cultivator with a face nobody knows and no tensions of improving your cultivation. Isn’t that a peaceful life?

You should have just stayed there. But I guess, your desire for power is stronger than I thought."

"If it was really a peaceful life like that, I wouldn’t have been bothered to come back. Maybe, I would go back to such a life after I retired and fulfilled all my responsibilities. But right now, I have to take care of many things.

I need to kill the bastard the attacked me, destroy the piece of shit that plotted against me, torture the fucker that helped them do it."

The Leader grinned and said.

"It seems like your dreams will not be fulfilled. Because none of those things are possible. The people involved are unreachable from your current level."

"Yes, but I can always find some help from the people that can reach them. After all, you don’t happen to think that you are the only one that has the ability to cut deals like with likes of Vardar don’t you?"

The Leader’s face changed a bit as his smile vanished, but Markan didn’t bother with him anymore as the grand elders called them in.

"We have taken a brief look at the evidence that you have brought and we understand why you believe the current leader has a hand in it, so we are agreeing to the trial for impeachment. For both sides, we are giving exactly one week to collect all the evidence that was needed to prove your positions.

After reviewing the evidence, Markan would get the chance to place the lord in the stand of judgment to conduct the trial, if the evidence provided is sufficient.

That is it. You can leave now. All the best for your trial."

"Thank you, Grand Elders."

Markan stood up and bowed. He walked out of the room without even giving a single glance to the leader.

The leader kept his cool as he walked right behind him and went back to his residence. Everyone expected an outburst, or at least a show of anger from him, but that didn’t happen until he reached his residence.

Inside he started destroying everything.

"I will kill him. I will kill him. I will definitely kill him with my own hands."

He muttered to himself as he broke every piece of furniture in his house and even destroyed some walls.

But he soon came to himself and called every one of his faction members.

"Go to every realm and bust every racket of ours. Kill everyone that is working there. Do not leave a trace. I don’t want any loose ends."

"But sir, everyone that works in different rackets is all successor candidates, they have their own factions supporting them and there are many of our faction members there too, we cannot kill all of them."

"Yes, we can and we are doing it. If you don’t want to do it, I will kill you first and then someone else might do it. Do you want that?"

The subordinate shivered in fright and said.

"No, sir."

"That’s what I thought. Now get the fuck out of here and destroy every racket we ever opened and kill all the subordinates. Use all our faction members to make a move and hire every extra man you can to destroy them.

I want everything gone in one week and you should be back here."

The subordinates immediately left. But what none of them noticed is that a small shadow also left the room along with them.

Meanwhile, Markan also started gathering his faction members and along with Sam’s team, he has the manpower to tackle the situation.

"I want every one of you to capture every single man that is working in these rackets. With the situation we are currently in, that bastard wouldn’t dare to use the Organization’s communication network and would attack directly. He might want to destroy all the evidence and witnesses, so your job is to not only make them not do that, you also have to bring back the people that are working there."

He paused and took out some discs.

"When you are capturing them, always keep a close eye and for every five minutes, inject some energy into this disc and touch it on their backs.

You should do that without fail, or the person will commit suicide, even if you place the energy blocking shackles on them."

"Yes, Sir."

The subordinates nodded and took the discs.

"And, my personal crew would be coming with you guys. Listen to their commands and if they are doing something by themselves, let them do it. Do not, I mean do not ever hinder them or try to show your dominance over them."

"Yes, sir."

And with that, the subordinates left.

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Every racket that was opened by the Black Ghosts was attacked, either by the leader’s faction or by the Markan’s faction.

Although they have a completely different goal, they did attack them in the same manner.

Both factions are to the neck and neck as they finished one group after another and as the time passed the Leader of the Black Ghosts became anxious.

He couldn’t find a proper way to handle the situation after the first three days, because for every racket his faction is busting, Markan’s faction is doing the same, but his faction is destroying evidence, while Markan’s faction is collecting them.

By now, he understood that he cannot do much about proving himself as innocent. He knew that the evidence is enough to get a very vicious punishment from the grand elders. But the only silver lining he had is that he could reduce some of that punishment because he managed to destroy some of the rackets.

Soon, one week passed, and on the day of the trial, in a large assembly ground of the Black Ghost organization, many people gathered as they wanted to take a look at the trial.

In front of the audience, Markan sat on the left while the leader sat on the right along with his trusted subordinates.

There is a stage in front of them on which all the grand elders took seats.

There is a stand-in middle facing the grand elders.

One grand elder stood up after everyone gathered and announced.

"The trial of Impeachment shall commence now.

Lord Markan, the plaintiff of the case will now proceed to provide his evidence."

Markan stood up and gave the attendant a spatial ring with all the required evidence.

The grand elders looked through the recording crystals, some of them are the recording crystals that are previously shown.

But there is one that is different. When the grand elders opened it, they saw the scene of the leader ordering his faction members to kill all the members who are involved in the rackets.

All these factions who had their members killed, already understood what happened and they are ready to withdraw their support from the current leader.

But the leader had only one thing in mind now and that is to get rid of the current trial, he would deal with whatever that comes later, but in the middle, he already lost the hope of winning the trial and he is awaiting what comes next.

In the past few days, he tried to contact the one party that could help him out of the situation, but he wasn’t able to do that.

Now he doesn’t care anymore. He doesn’t care about the trial, Markan, or the factions that are itching to deal with him. He doesn’t care about anything.