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

The group looked at Bigon’s body in shock. They couldn’t even glance at it for more than three seconds straight.

Bone shards are protruding out of his limbs and even the spine is deformed and he looked like a bloody mess.

They are shocked that he was even still alive.

Sam just released him like that and started walking away.

"Tell the healers to start with the spine, cut open and start healing it from the top to bottom, same with the limbs.

Tell them to attach the nerves and muscle tissue properly, otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to move properly for the rest of his life. He would become a cripple that needs a wheelchair to even more than a few feet. He would have all of his limbs, he would be able to feel them, but he wouldn’t be able to utilize them."

He didn’t even care what Grivon thought of his little episode. He just walked away. Grivon gestured the rest of the blue cloaks to carry this guy away first and went to the healers within the stray dimension.

They took a look and said they could heal him, but they would need to conduct an extremely complicated surgery for which he agreed and then went to meet Sam immediately.

"Sam, about that..."

He was about to speak up, but Sam cut him off immediately.

"I don’t care what kind of explanation you want to give. There is something you should know Grivon, you are not smart enough to conduct analysis experiments on people’s mentality, so in the future don’t try it again.

At least don’t try it on me.

You wanted to see how I would react and that is why your response is minimal when that piece of work is yapping, but soon you realized you didn’t stop it soon enough as he started crossing lines.

If you want to know about me, stop trying to get into my head. You are way too young and inexperienced to do that and I am saying it with the most respect I could muster.

You are good at many things, you are talented and you are smart enough to strategize further. I like you a lot and your way of thinking amuses me as you remind me of someone I knew in the past, but just because I enjoy you doesn’t mean, I would tolerate you and your shenanigans all the time."

Grivon gulped and swallowed all the words that he was about to say and replied awkwardly.

"I am sorry."

He knew that explaining and absolving himself from the situation wouldn’t change a thing. He knew he screwed up big this time and he decided to keep his mind games in check in which he is obviously not that good at.

"Keep your team in check. It seems like they are way in over your head. The only reason I didn’t bash their heads in is because of you."

"I need to do that. I recently noticed the change in their behaviors, they are becoming more and more comfortable with their superiority."

"No, they are becoming complacent and getting comfortable with the sense of superiority. They are not superior Grivon, compared to the disciples of Butler Si, your guys are just average, if they were to clash, your team would be wiped out in a few minutes.

A killer’s killer is always his pride. So, don’t let them get to that point and don’t let them close to me again, otherwise, you would lose your team in your home ground."

Grivon sighed and stayed silent for a while. At least he is glad that Sam is not mad enough to leave the place.

"I couldn’t help but notice, I think you felt more insulted than angry at the comments he made. Why? Is it because he called you a coward?"

Sam gave him a look and Grivon awkwardly smiled.

"I am just curious. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to."

"I was indeed insulted, but not because he called me a coward. Everyone is a coward in one situation or the other. There is not much of an insult there. I was insulted because even if this was indeed a virus which it is not, he associated its creation with me.

I would never create something so pathetic and inefficient. If make a virus, you wouldn’t be standing here talking to me.

You would be laying down under a blanket while consuming all kinds of rare herbs just to survive a bit longer while you see the rest of the people under your clan’s rule die one after the other and the kills would be so many that at one point the people who are tasked with clean up would give up.

Even the burning the corpses would turn burdensome."

Sam said everything so casually, but Grivon couldn’t help but imagine it in his head and he immediately shivered in fright.

Sam shook his head and said.

"Don’t think too much. I am not really fond of biological warfare that much. The source of this ᴄontent ɪs ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

As for the killer, you should be really careful.

From the pattern that I see from the kills, I can say that the other party is collecting the information bit by bit. It might be to find someone or even find me, but no matter what his intentions are, it would be hard to keep your secrets."

"Why do you think that?"

"The first subordinate of yours that died, doesn’t know much, but I believe he knew about the lowest level blue cloaks doesn’t he?"

Grivon thought for a moment and said. "He doesn’t know about the Blue Cloaks, but the person who was attacked is related to him and he knew that I am making him do something important."

"That’s it. He extracted that soul and got the information he needed, now if this blue cloak was killed and extracted, he would get the memory of the stray dimension and some more of your secrets, the chain will continue until the killer found what he needs to find.

So, if I were you, I wouldn’t let your group move out and will stay here. Try to contact the clan and give that information."

Grivon nodded and went back to the residence of the blue cloaks within the stray realm, but when he went there. Half of them are not present and that included the leader.

He gave the information to Sam and went out to look for them.

Sam sighed at this and stopped his research temporarily, if his guess is right, someone might come here and if the other party is really looking for him, then things would be much more complicated.

He decided to make some preparations.

He called for all the subordinates that are under him and passed them a blueprint.

"I need you to make these things, as fast as possible. Make as many as possible as soon as you make it place them around the already existing formation connecting Grivon’s estate to the stray realm.

And call for the space elemental users and make them construct a space gate that would connect us and the estate. But this one should be one-sided and shouldn’t be anywhere near the first one.

Give the information to the young master Grivon and make sure that he knows every bit of our plan. Tell him to come back as fast as possible or stay back in the clan in the presence of an elder."

They immediately went to work and Sam called out the specter.

"Start using the curses. Use every soul in the reserve, if the person that enters is as powerful as I imagine, then things wouldn’t be easy. We need to be careful and even if we waste resources now, it would be better than being completely blindsided.

Make every soul a carrier of the soul-devouring curse."

The specter also immediately went to work.

Sam started working on the formation holds these things together.

By evening, Grivon came back, but only three of the Blue Cloaks are back, two more are gone, when Sam saw them, he looked at Grivon and said.

"It seems like people here forget who is the boss and who is the subordinate. You need to work on your leadership skills. You might be friendly with them, but they don’t have the right to act like some spoiled bitches with you. If you have these types of people under you, they would bring the death of you.

If you want to be safe from the current situation, listen to what I have to say. Nobody goes out through the space gate. There shouldn’t be any presence. Let me finish the formation and you people have to get ready for any possible situation that might come, so be in your full shape."

With that, Sam went back and Grivon looked at the Blue Cloaks coldly. He couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed. He now understood that he has given these guys too much leeway and now they don’t even care about the orders he is giving, they dared to walk away without any regard to him. He really needs to teach them a lesson.