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

Chapter 1724: Scroll Holders
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Chapter 1724: Scroll Holders

Sam increased his speed gradually.

The people from Dayus' side are falling pretty quickly as time went on and Dayus is still not making his move.

He kept on getting reports which he started noting down.

Only around twenty to thirty minutes later, did Dayus get up and showed any signs of making any move. By now, the lady in charge of the base got scared. Almost one-third of her soldiers are done in by just five people. It is not exactly a good number no matter how they see it and all they got out of it is, how these five people are killing them.

She was about intercept Dayus, but he didn't care about her anxiety at all. She got a bit scared looking at his face which is too eager and excited for someone who just lost one-third of their forces.

She wanted to stop the operation and take control of her troops once again.

"Spears that are exploding with extremely turbulent elemental energies," Dayus spoke calmly and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"How cocky of you Sam to pick spears when you are facing me, a genuine spear user? Is it your way of looking down on me? You sick bastard."

He muttered to himself before passing down new orders.

Everyone, go on the complete defensive, the main camp forces made the move. They are coming to aid you. The opponents are tough, but they are very small in number.

You can deal with them if you follow my instructions properly."

After that, he deployed the initial team of elites to intercept Sam and his team.

The introduction of this team and some traps halted Sam's team for a moment.

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After they were sent, Dayus walked among the gathered soldiers. He checked what they are capable of and how useful they are in this attack. After weighing these options, he finally picked a few people and called them inside a tent to have a private conversation.

"I want you guys to do something for me. Actually, it is not exactly for me, but for your young mistress. If you manage to do it, then you will be able to help her destroy the most dangerous enemy of all the other young masters.

But you might have to sacrifice a limb or two because of that and there will be some residual effects. Even if you recover your limbs completely, they won't receive the previous function.

Your meridians will be damaged. Your bone structure will undergo permanent deformation. That is not just in your limbs, even among your ribs and spine too.

Your muscle fibers will be disfigured permanently with a minute amount of corrosion left. And these are the known side effects. I don't know the unknown ones as they differ from person to person based on their genetics.

I am asking you for the first and last time. If you want to let your young mistress win, if you want to do that, just do what I tell you to do and take this risk. If you don't feel like it, you can leave. You don't need to take any risk and I will not be the one to release this news to the young mistress or anyone else.

Your contributions will be noted. You will be granted with an Elder title if you go through with this and this title will be hereditary.

You have three minutes to make this decision."

"You don't need to ask us, sir. We are soldiers. You can just order us around."

"Thank you. You are a true soldier. You can go out for now and wait for the orders."

One of the soldiers agreed immediately and left.

There was some hesitation in some of them and they didn't agree, but Dayus got his required number.

He sent the rest away and called the people who agreed back into the tent. He took out a brush and started drawing something on a scroll.

As he started drawing this inscription, if one bothered to clearly notice what is happening, one could see that the light in his eyes changed. It almost seemed like he is possessed by someone and his movements although precise appear a bit robotic and automatic.

The inscription was made in one single-stroke drawing.

Only after he completed with one did his eyes go back to normal and Dayus passed the scroll to one of the soldiers. Thɪs chapter is updated by Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

He went to the next one and did the same. He continued on until he finished all of the inscriptions, one for each soldier.

When the soldiers finally got one each, he ordered them to do something and sent them away.

"I hope this one works Zeus, if it doesn't, then I will be big trouble of losing this round. Everyone else fucking surrounded me. I will be a fish on the chopping block."

If only other players heard this, they would have asked one thing.

"Who says, you are already not one?"

After all, Dayus put himself in such a situation with all of his sides open for other players while he focused so much on messing with Sam.

The soldiers all went to meet with the advance team that was currently in a stalemate with Sam and his team.

They are trying their best to hold him off and keep Sam in check.

"Your help is on the way, just make sure that Brice and his subordinates stay at the same spot. They should be occupied with their hands full. All they should be able to do is act on their instincts. Do you understand?"

And when these selected soldiers went to the point where soldiers are engaging with Sam's team, they are holding them back just like Dayus wanted. The selected soldiers with scrolls, let's just call them to scroll holders, spread in the field just like how Dayus instructed them and the first of them made their move.

He spread his flame elemental energy into the scroll while it is still closed.

The scroll burned a bit with orange flames and then it is surrounded by purple flames.

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The purple flames spread back into the holder's body and one could visibly notice that the spiritual energy from the core and even the body parts is running dry along with the vitality.

His eyes looked a bit lifeless and completely drained for a moment. And with every moment the purple flame just burned brighter and brighter. After the scroll holder was almost sucked out of everything, the scroll started burning intensely as the purple flame converged back into it.

And soon, the inscription inside changed a bit as the purple flame slowly turned to lightning while the scroll burned to ashes with those sparks.

The lightning gathered at the palm of the scroll holder as he lunged forward at one of Sam's teammates who is fighting Dayus' subordinates while still on the wolf.

At this exact moment, Sam suddenly turned around. He was shocked to sense the energy that is now hanging on the palm of the holder.

The reason is it is partially divine energy and another reason is that he could feel the aura from that energy is very familiar to the aura he felt before.

He felt that when he was fighting in the palace of inheritance, the palace of inheritance of Zeus.

He could never mistake it because all of Zeus' subordinates emitted a similar aura irrespective of their race and cultivation, but of course, their aura is much more pure, much more refined, and much more dangerous compared to this.

Even more than the Divine energy, that aura surprised Sam. If it was a normal fight, Sam wouldn't have minded it much as Dayus is indeed Zeus' representative and it wouldn't be weird for him to wield such a skill.

But in this round, all of their skills are blocked. Even the skills they could use are the skills that the owners of the bodies already have. So, according to the rules, this shouldn't be possible.

This made Sam very pissed. He is okay with the gods bending the rules, even if he is angry, he could accept the fact that they are doing that within the rules and wait his time to get the payback.

But now, he is not willing to stay that patient. This is truly crossing the line. He wanted to grab Hel by his neck and drown her in a river.

Right now though, he has to figure out a way to make sure that attack doesn't hit his subordinate. Because Sam is a hundred percent sure that the attack will definitely kill the subordinate.

Both body and soul.

He took out the spear that was tied up with a fabric and threw it toward his subordinate.

His aim was way off. It was not majestic, not precise, it is not even that forceful. It didn't show any skill whatsoever. But it landed right beside the wolf before it exploded.

*BOOM*