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

The six remaining candidates of the beast faction doesn’t even know what to do. They couldn’t even bother to break the siege of Philip and rest and attack Sam.

In their eyes, Sam is a psychopath. If he battled normally, they might have a chance, but Sam’s moves are suicidal, he is not caring about any damage he is taking, if any of them were to take the same amount of attacks Sam took, they would die six minutes at least.

Philip, Jack, and Nicholas took a step back. Sam has dealt with four opponents so fast that even the steam barely started condensing and turning back into the water.

Suddenly, there are blood-red liquid raining from above and all the candidates who are watching the scene in a daze woke up from their stupor.

There is blood raining on them and their bodies shuddered from the gory scene.

Sam looked upwards and coldly smiled at the remaining six candidates making them turn rail and want to run.

All of them ran to a single corner and wanted to break out of the formation.

Sam didn’t worry they would escape as he walked slowly and his right hand was extended as he used the water elemental energy to collect the blood droplets that are dropping down along with the water.

The small liquid sphere in his hands is getting bigger with every step he took.

Meanwhile, the experts all looked at the seating positions of the Beast faction. The Faction head is looking on the scene with a gloomy face.

He desperately wants to stop the fight and slap Sam to death, but there is nothing he can do. Because he accepted the terms and he has to deal with the consequences of his decisions no matter how shitty they are.

The thunder god temple-head is not some soft permission either. He would be an idiot to let the Faction head to make a move.

And the rest of the powers would definitely side with the thunder god temple in the name of ensuring fairness. He would only embarrass himself if he tried to make a fuss of the matter.

He cared more about his face that the ten elite Grand realm cultivators.

As they watched, Sam made his way to the corner, the candidates weren’t able to break the formation, it is not that the formation is too strong, rather they could identify the node positions. If the formation is made by the formation flags, they would have easily noticed it, but using the runes as the formation nodes made it hard for them to understand and identify the way to deal with the formation.

Sam placed his left hand on the shoulder of the nearest candidates and forcefully turned him to this side.

He pried open his mouth and forced the liquid sphere in his hands into his throat, but the liquid just didn’t flow down like normal, as the victim widened his eyes, Sam closed his eyes and placed his utmost concentration.

He is controlling the diluted blood which entered the body.

He let the liquid disperse into numerous droplets and spread across the body. As for how they are leaving the digestive system and spreading to other parts, it is rather easy. They are just making holes in all obstacles.

With a single thought, all the spectators saw is the body of the candidate getting riddled with holes. He lost his life as he bled through all the new orifices Sam created on his body.

There are only five more candidates left and one of them tried to commit suicide as he took out a knife and stabbed himself in the heart.

But, just as the knife was about to make a contact with his skin, Sam moved to him in a flash and forcefully, held the hand and stopped the knife from making contact.

"Who said you can kill yourselves?" He spat coldly and grabbed the knife from his hands. He held the man in place by his neck with his left hand and started wielding the knife with his right hand.

He moved the knife so fast that the remaining candidates can only see the flash of the blade, but what they can see is that the flesh is being sliced thinly and is falling down in small, thin pieces on the ground as blood sprayed all over the place.

Sam is like a blood craving monster as the blood sprayed all over him as he sliced the flesh off of the torso of that person.

And soon the bones started showing and the rib cage is visible for the n.a.k.e.d by along with the lungs and the faintly beating heart.

Sam didn’t even bother killing him and threw him away like a ragdoll.

The victim is struggled between life and death and wished that he is dead right away as he went through the most painful seconds of his life.

Sam looked at the remaining five candidates and walked towards one of them. He held the knife in his hands and raised it at him.

"Please. Just kill me instantly..." He started begging as he looked at Sam, but Sam didn’t seem to care, he looked at him with cold eyes.

The other party knelt on the ground and started begging, Sam held him by the chin and pried open his mouth. He placed the knife handle vertically making the blade protrude upwards.

The kneeling person was confused, but Sam’s cold smirk raised goosebumps and he was alerted.

Sam held the blade in his grip and the fist was covered with the golden flames all of a sudden.

The knife started heating, the people who are watching all started closing their eyes unable to watch this.

The kneeling person wanted to escape, roll over and even end his life, but there is no way for him to move as Sam held him in his place, and soon, the groans that are coming from his mouth are stopped as the red-hot molten metal flowed into his throat.

One of the remaining fainted on the spot as he was unable to take all the deaths in and coincidentally another person wanted to run to the other side where he can see the faction head and ask him for help.

But Sam held him by his collar and then gripped the back of the head by the hair.

He turned over the man who fainted and made him face the sky.

He dragged the man he caught in his and slammed the head on the head of the fainted man.

"Ahhhhhh..." The fainted man woke up in a start, but all he could see is a familiar face zooming into his face.

*BAM*

"BAM"

*BAM"

Sam hammered the head into another one without even giving them a chance to yell in agony.

*BAM* *BAM* BAM*

*CRACK*

"CRACK*

Soon, the cracking sounds could be heard as the brain juices spilled out from the cracked skull. Sam slammed them so hard that the skull, one of the strongest bones in the body cracked open and the brain was spilled out.

After confirming the deaths. Sam looked at the last two.

There are quaking in your boots as they looked at the corpses of the eight of their companions. They don’t even know what to do to save themselves, they felt that getting a quick death would be a blessing much less, saving their lives.

Sam held one of them who is gasping from the air and wanted to try something new.

He started spreading his spiritual energy into his body and surrounded the spiritual core with his spiritual energy.

Whenever he destabilized a spiritual stone, there will be an explosion, he always wanted to see first hand what would happen if he did so with a spiritual core.

He took off his hands and threw the man away towards another end of the stage.

The victim hit the barrier and...

*BOOM*

A spiritual energy explosion happened, but this time it is of a larger scale and the formation collapsed immediately.

A bloody mess was flying all over the stage and even off the stage as the barrier was gone and all the candidates on the stage along with some front row seaters who are Great realm cultivators on all six sides are splashed with the bloody spray.

Sam looked at the explosion and the aftereffects with a thoughtful expression. The Blood l.u.s.t surrounding him was almost gone and he looked saner now, but the controlled killing intent towards the last candidate and the rest of the beast faction members didn’t disappear.

He looked at the last candidate and walked towards him.

As soon as he placed his hand on that person, the eyes of the last prey widened and his breathing stopped.

He lost his life just from the fear of Sam’s touch. As his body was about to collapse, Sam held it by the collar and..

*PAK* Slapped him twice. After confirming that he is dead, he kicked the body off of the stage and spat coldly.

"Such a P.u.s.s.y and you dared to called me Bastard. You are lucky you died out of fear."

With those words, he looked at the referee who came back to his senses and declared.

"Thunder God temple-wins."