Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer Chapter 1362: Losing It III

As everyone looked at him in confusion, Sam's spiritual energy was wrapped around the pillar and it started turning into powder at a visible rate.

Mingiv doesn't know what is happening, but at this moment, he knew that things are not going to end well if his brother stays near Sam.

He wanted to step forward, but Sam coldly spoke.

"I told you to stay put, you f.u.c.ker."

MIngiv's face stiffened as he replied.

"Whatever that has happened, has happened. I don't deny that this is a crime, but we need to go through the clan proceedings. I don't care who you are and what your relations.h.i.+p with the girl is, you don't have any authority to detain a young master of the Gaja Clan.

You better know what the consequences would be. You are not a member of the Gaja clan, so the consequences would only be severe."

Sam didn't even bother to reply as he focused on the pillar.

Grivon looked at Sam, he couldn't see his expression, but he could imagine that Sam is extremely furious.

He couldn't understand what he is doing, but he also knew that nothing good will come out of this. He carefully walked towards him and whispered.

"Sam, let him go. I already said I would go on a war with him. We can do whatever we want later. Currently, the high-level members of the clan are involved. Let it go for now."

Sam shot him a glare and Grivon immediately shut up.

Giyon who is standing a bit far gestured him to come back. From her expression, it is apparent that she is also angry, and she is also trying her best to control her urges. But she is currently focused on the little girl more than the guy who caused her the pain.

As they waited in that tense situation, Sam was finally done with the stone pillar. Now there is a blunt mace in his hands.

The mace is completely devoid of any spikes and it is wholly sculpted out of the stone of the pillar. From handle to the ball.

It is not exactly a practical weapon, but Sam figured that it would work for now.

He dragged the mace on the floor as he slowly walked towards Malgav.

"Put him down." He told the specter, who unceremoniously dropped him on the floor.

Malgav was horrified to the point that he couldn't even get a few words out of his mouth.

He kept trying, but he just couldn't get the words out of his mouth. He crawled away since his leg is already out of commission.

He looked at his brother with a pleading expression.

Mingiv knew that something horrifying is about to happen, but with the specter so close to his brother, he didn't dare make a move.

He turned to Giyon and said.

"I don't care who he is and what he is to that girl, but tell him to stop and I might let him go after all of this. This is the matter between the young masters of the clan, an outsider like him has no business interfering."

"What makes you think he would listen to our words? Why don't you try your luck once again? This time, he might go for the third leg that cost your brother this much and you wouldn't have to worry in the future again. Of course, if he has a future."

"Giyon, you are making a big mistake."

"I don't give a f.u.c.k. Your threats don't scare me and I am pretty sure that guy is not scared of pretty much anything in this world. So, save your words."

Mingiv is getting desperate as he looked at Sam leisurely stepping forward without any hurry.

Malgav is trying to crawl away desperately, but all he could do is paint the floor in red with his blood while moving very little. It is almost like Sam is letting him crawl as much as he liked.

But soon that stopped. Malgav felt weak and powerless and stopped with the crawling.

Sam lifted his stone mace and gathered his energy and was about to take a hit, but Mingiv had enough, he immediately turned to his troops and commanded.

"Stop him at any cost. Save my brother. Kill everyone that comes in your way."

His words left his mouth and his subordinates attacked.

One of them directly went to Sam as he threw a large flaming eagle made of pure fire at him.

Sam stopped in his tracks as he tried to block the attack, but he was a tad bit slow as his s.h.i.+eld didn't react in time.

The cloak on his face burned with flames.

The attack is not particularly significant in terms of damage, so he just took out his staff and slammed it into the ground to create a barrier around him while he aimed his metal arm out to help Grivon and Giyon's subordinates.

Giyon and Mingiv clashed.

More and more of Grivon's and Giyon's subordinates are coming and joining the battle, but all of a sudden out of nowhere a different group of people came.

They are definitely not from Grivon's side or Giyon's side and they are definitely not clan members.

Sam looked at them with a frown.

They are wearing tights with a cloak covering their body. Their figures are lithe and lean and their arms even reached their knees.

He could sense that their energy waves are extremely different than that of a normal cultivator.

He aimed his arm at one of them and was about to attack. But Mingiv who already saw the prowess of Sam's energy beam attacks suddenly stepped away from Giyon and made his move at Sam.

He held his saber tightly and sliced in the air. A large saber ray was shot at Sam and even the barrier couldn't hold it.

Sam barely managed to dodge his attack, but in the process, half of his cloak was cut off. With the initial burning and now, he was completely bare from chest up with his face wholly revealed out.

Mingiv immediately stopped in his tracks as he looked at Sam. Giyon's subordinates didn't dare to attack Mingiv even at that time as they didn't want to bear the crime of injuring a young master of the clan.

But Giyon soon caught up and blocked him from proceeding further.

"You seem to know that face well."

"That is Sivan. You are helping a person from Mari Clan. How dare you?" Mingiv said coldly. But Giyon smiled and said.

"Apparently he is not Sivan and I also learned now how weak your information network is."

As they clashed again, Sam killed the people that are near him and noticed that many more people are getting involved in this too much. He gritted his teeth and sighed before taking out a bunch of needles. He looked at specter and nodded as he threw the needles into the air.

A bunch of souls appeared out of specter and caught the needles as they hovered around Mingiv and his subordinates, of course, they didn't care much about them, but the ghosts dropped a few of them on some of the subordinates.

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

Flashy red flames enveloped the three targets and they are burned to crisp immediately. The attacks are too severe that everyone stopped in their tracks.

Sam finally got some peace and said.

"Every needle holds the same amount of energy and I will drop them if anybody makes a move. I am really getting impatient."

Sam's face is cold and detached. It really didn't show any expression, not even impatience. But for Giyon and Grivon who have seen his face much more than the rest, knew that his expression is weird. No matter how frustrated or busy Sam was, even when he was being forced to spend time with Jyon, he didn't look this detached.

They could feel that for some reason, in this state, he became more lethal.

Sam finally heaved a sigh and walked to Malgav with the mace.

"Now, it is just you and me. We can have some fun. Tell me how does it feel to violate an innocent fifteen-year-old girl who has no strength to resist whatsoever."

"I… I.."

"I don't know who you are. I will give you whatever you want. Leave my brother alone."

MIngiv yelled once again and at this moment, one of the ghosts holding the needle dropped it on one of the lithe figures standing in the rear.

*BOOM*

"I already told you to shut the f.u.c.k up. Next time, I will kill a person for each word you say."

As his words ended, the mace landed on the chest of Malgav.

*BAM*

*ARRR….HAH."

Malgav felt all of the air escaping his lungs. He couldn't even completely yell in pain as he felt out of breath.

"Tell me, you piece of s.h.i.+t. Tell me how powerful you felt when violating a little girl."

*BAM*

The mace landed on the stomach and this time, the energy is a bit turbulent and created a b.l.o.o.d.y mess out of the outermost layer of the skin.

"Tell me, I am waiting for your answer."

*BAM*

The mace landed on the shoulder, completely crus.h.i.+ng it.