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

Sam didn’t care if he would turn into a monster or something else for drinking human blood, but he is sure that this is the best way to deal with her at the moment and this is also the most painful way to deal with her.

After all, she is good at sucking the vitality of the people with her flames.

She kills them with the most torturous of the methods, so he wanted to see how she would act in such a situation. He wants to see her expression.

He used his other hand to remove her veil.

She is neither beautiful nor ugly. Her facial features are average. She would easily blend in with the crowd.

As Sam is enjoying her agony and was about to finish her off, he felt a weird pull over his body, and both of them separated.

At this moment, his instincts are too dangerous and he is in complete vampire mode. If any other players are beside him he would either feast on their blood or kill them directly.

But he is sure that the players are not the ones that pulled him over. He looked at the woman who is on her last legs.

If he made a proper move, she will die.

Sam got ready to do that and took out the reaper sword.

But at this moment, he felt some resistance from that invisible force again which held him in place.

"Not so fast youngster. I can’t let you kill her."

A voice was heard throughout the area and the wall of fire disappeared suddenly.

A woman completely dressed in black slowly descended from the air. Black flames surrounded her and her long black hair moved along with those black flames giving a dangerous but beautiful picture.

"A goddess interfering in a palace of inheritance. I don’t think the rest of the gods would look kindly upon this."

"Well, shouldn’t they be grateful that I didn’t let my player out since the start rather than feeling angry about my interference, she would have killed them from the beginning if she participated earlier so that gratefulness is enough for them to offset this slight mistake."

"But I am not leaving her alone. I would kill her one way or the other."

"For that, you need to move first."

Sam knew that he couldn’t move at the moment, but he still looked stubbornly at her. In fact, he started using more force which led to his body receiving damage.

"Why bother trying so hard? You will only be harming yourself."

"Am I really just harming myself?"

Sam asked in return and moved fiercely.

His arm muscles started tearing apart and blood seeped out.

She finally seemed to have come to a realization and let go of the resistance.

Sam activated light elemental fusion immediately and arrived near the last player instantly.

Right when he was about to slice her throat with a sword, that woman was pulled away from that position.

Sam missed the throat and she was saved.

"You are quite smart aren’t you? It is the iron rule that gods shouldn’t hurt other players. You are really planning to screw me over didn’t you?"

Sam didn’t reply, he wanted to make a move again, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to do so.

"Even if you can save her now, I wouldn’t let her go later. You should know, she only managed to survive this long because of the environment, the outside is not like that. The next time I meet her, I will definitely kill her."

"That is not going to be easy anyway. She managed to stay away from you for two decades, do you think she wouldn’t be able to do that after she escaped."

"You can wait and see."

"Let us leave it at that for now. Since I interfered, it is her loss, so I would give you the prizes."

"I don’t need them."

"Well, it is not really up for you to decide that, is it?"

Sam felt a little jolt as soon as she said that and lost consciousness. When he came to himself, he is inside a room sitting on a chair.

In front of him, the Avatar who conducted this palace of inheritance sitting behind a table.

There are a few objects on the table.

A large black whip, transference scrolls, and a book.

"These are your rewards."

Sam took a look at them and waved his hand as he let them go into his divine dimension and looked at the avatar.

"What is the name of the goddess that is in charge of this Palace of inheritance?"

"Hel. Goddess of Death."

"Daughter of Loki?"

"Yes, Indeed."

"I want to ask some personal questions if you don’t mind."

"Please do."

"Which planet are you from?."

"Star bird Planet, the Azure path realm."

Sam nodded and was about to leave the room when he suddenly recalled something and asked.

"Where is Arman’s body?"

"It is waiting for you outside. You can take him before you leave."

"Thank you."

With that, he left the room and he was back in the hall.

There Arkiv is sitting on the floor gloomily as he looked at Arman’s body lying on some kind of bed.

The rest of the players are also solemn. This fourth death. They all have some sort of friendship in one way or the other, even if they are not friends, they have mutual compassion as everyone was forced to live this life.

They also have mutual respect for each other. So, whenever a player fell all of them are sad. Even when Agun died in hands of Sam, even though it is completely deserving since he tried to kill Sam first, they still felt bad for him.

All of them paid their respects.

Only the woman in the black who is the last player is standing far away weakly.

Sam wanted to kill her right there and then, but the hall of the palace didn’t give them that freedom. There are rules he has to follow.

Sam wanted to ask something before the Avatar appeared again and spoke.

"There is another game this time and the game is to collect the Blood crystals of the Blood Wyvern in this realm.

This game goes on until the next Palace of inheritance.

The one with most crystals is going to win. You can go back to other realms if you can, but only the crystals from this realm will count and the dimensional crossers will not be activated until the next Palace of inheritance.

Sam felt like this announcement was music to his ears.

He carried Arkiv’s body and walked out of the Palace of inheritance.

The woman in the black didn’t want to exit the Palace. She was really afraid to leave.

She took a hold of the transference scrolls that she just got and as soon as she walked out of the entrance after the rest of them, she used one.

Sam didn’t stop her, he just let her go.

But she didn’t feel safe enough, she used another scroll right after that and by now, she is far away from the capital.

Sam looked at Arkiv and said.

"I am going back to desolate first. Do you want to come along?"

"Yes."

Sam nodded and walked towards the king, he handed Arman’s body over to Arkiv and took the ashes he collected.

"He met with a disaster and lost his life. By the time I met him his body is half burned, I didn’t want to keep him like that."

The king took the container with ashes and gave it to his son.

"Thank you for bringing him back."

"I will be leaving this place for a while. I have something to talk to you after I came back."

"Sure."

With that Sam left the place along with Arkiv and Arman’s body and after entering his residence, he returned to desolate using the dimensional drifter.

He took Arman’s body to an empty space within the Sam’s city and buried him there after constructing a small tomb for him all by himself.

Then, he took out a tree sapling and buried it at the foot of the grave.

"We didn’t have a smooth journey until now. But I do feel that you are my friend. I apologize for not being to avenge your death. But one day, I will kill her and bring her ashes to this very grave and use it as a fertilizer for this tree.

Goodbye my friend. I hope you find peace in your next life."

Arkiv also attended the funeral.

Sam has half a mind to get the trio back, but he didn’t.

After finishing the cremation. Sam stayed in the city for the next day just doing nothing and returned back to that realm.

He met with the king of the Winged race. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴo(v)elFɪre.net

"I want your men to keep an eye on her." Sam gave a sketch to him and said.

"I need proper information on her and in exchange, I will train an elite force for you. A force that your rival race cannot rival anymore."