THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER
Chapters 124. Symbol - I
All the cultivators gathered by the Cougar clan looked at the scene. They looked at Sam's bloody palm that was holding the heart as it passed through the young master's body.
Then they looked at Sam's face. His face was cold, emotionless, they did not even see anger. He was not even nervous about facing three hundred of them, he did not show any crazy excitement to face this challenge.
In both cases, they can accept it. Because they see both types of people. But now, they were looking at the third type. Which is not affected.
Sam obviously did not have the highest cultivation; he did not have many people beside him. He stood alone, in front of all these people he looked as if he did not consider them a threat.
Suddenly, they were nervous. There was a voice in the corner of their minds, to leave this place as soon as possible.
But when they saw their teammates, they immediately changed their minds. They had strength in numbers and more than ten people had cultivation equal to or higher than Sam.
While they tell themselves they can win, the seeds of fear and sound still worry them.
It is the human subconscious. No matter how much you deceive yourself, your subconscious knows whether you should be afraid of something.
Just like how someone who had never seen a tiger would be frightened the moment he saw it. Instincts can never be lied to. One would be scared when they saw the real threat and threat standing in front of them.
Sam slowly pulled his hand and dropped his heart to the ground. The young master's body also fell.
All the members were hesitant to make a move first. But before they could react, they could see something changing around them.
The air around them seemed to increase in temperature. They started sweating profusely. When they saw Sam, they understood what caused this.
Sam's body shone in a golden light, the surrounding air started whistling and the temperature continued to rise.
Soon, all the grass around Sam started to wither due to the heat. The steam starts to come out of the plant.
Sam used fire and wind elements simultaneously. When facing a large number of opponents, one had to place themselves in the most comfortable environment. This high speed and high temperature wind might not make them all disabled but they would have difficulty concentrating.
Before they can adjust to the new temperature. Sam made the first move that no one anticipated.
He took out his golden baton and swung it violently at the person standing in front.
Although the other party reacted too late, he still managed to block the attack. But he's not happy at all.
For the tail wind that followed the movement of the staff was so sharp that it pierced through his chest and left a deep wound.
In this move someone else attacked Sam from behind. But he did not turn around, instead he still swung his staff at his current opponent and this time, he stabbed the stick directly into the wound and nailed the stick deep into that person.
Now, he swung the baton carrying the person and slammed it into the attacker coming from behind.
He didn't stop. He took out his staff and immediately threw it like a javelin towards someone behind. It actually penetrated into the mouth of that person while he was chanting a spell and was busy making hand gestures.
Everyone is surprised. But they were the only ones who were dazed.
Sam caught the nearest attacker and broke his hand. His bones were pierced and came out of his skin.
His claws started working as he tore the flesh along the bone and pulled it out.
"Ohhhhhh..."
Opponent shouting. But before he could even finish his painful scream, he thrust the bone straight into the throat making him die.
He pulled back the bone and then stabbed it into someone else's neck from the side.
Before he could turn around, Sam was hit with a ground stone and followed by a fireball.
Sam took a step back and looked at the small wounds that formed on his body.
He looked at the witches who were lacking in numbers but were still hiding behind the group.
Immediately Sam took out the normal stick he had before forging the golden staff.
He did not attack, but started to rotate the stick above his head as he released wind energy along with fire energy, but fire energy was only used to raise the temperature.
The wind started to swirl around him as it created a huge tornado. The group saw his strange action without doing anything and within two seconds they knew that it was a mistake to do so.
The entire battleground immediately became a place covered by tornadoes. When they finally tried to make a move, they were repelled by the wind currents.
Even the spell they cast on him was rejected.
But before they could try any big moves.
"Tornado style, Harvest." Sam mumbled slowly. Then before the eyes of the people present, the nature of the wind currents completely changed and became sharp.
As if targeting certain people, all the magicians behind became less focused. Over forty lives just passed by. All of their heads fell as blood spurted out.
Sam did not stop and with increased momentum, he turned towards the nearest opponent and slammed the stick on his head.
His head was split in two as if it was cut by a sword, but that was not the end of everything. All the wind momentum shot out in a horizontal line, completely damaging the ground. All the grasses crashed and all the people standing in the line were blown to the ground as a strong wind, pounding their bodies making blood gush from the wounds.
After everything was settled, Sam stood up with a broken stick in his hand, panting.
This massive attack, although it produced a lot of damage, also took a certain amount of energy from it.
But the opponent thought he might be exhausted, so they tightened the grip of their weapon. There are not many witches left. Only one or two are scattered in between.
Contrary to their thoughts, Sam was not too tired, he could use the spiritual energy around him as he wished, so he did not exhaust all of his energy.
He threw the stick into someone's eyes and jumped into the group.
A sword user was about to sneak up on him and jump towards him from behind. But just as he was about to land, a sharp bone was placed in front of his right eye and pierced through it.
Sam threw the man away.
There was an occasional wound on him from the sword as it was inevitable to get injured. But he doesn't care at all.
For every second Sam kills someone, and the next second he takes two lives, and the next second he takes three lives. He's like a killing machine.
Sam just broke someone's leg and tore off his flesh with his claw. Just as he picked up the bone and pierced the man's heart
*Accept*
A huge beast suddenly appeared from behind the residence. This is a cougar, more precisely, a Silver Claw Cougar.
"The guardian beast is here."
"We're saved."
"we have hope now."
Everyone who was now slightly more than half of his original number suddenly had hope.
Just this time they spoke from the start, Sam did not even give them the chance to spew out the threat as usual, he immediately jumped into the group reaping lives as if he was drinking water.
When they saw the beast they heaved a sigh of relief. But Sam didn't seem to be bothered.
"Yan." He only said a word and only at this moment did they remember that there were three more ferocious beasts on the scene.
Yanwu, Sky and Ape immediately made a move. Their opponents were at Level 4. But the three of them were at the final level of Level 3.
But their bloodline did not scare them. They might even fight the beast one on one and there were now three.
The nightmare of the opponent begins again. Sam started his harvest again.
He is like a happy farmer with high spirits harvesting his crops.
Even the difference between levels was no longer a problem for him.
Yanwu, Sky, and the apes did not plan to waste their time on the beast. They communicate with each other and the apes immediately jump into the cougar and handle it. Monkey opens mouth aunt girang.
At this moment, Yanwu and Sky began to swirl in the air with incredible sounds.
A huge fire tornado began to form and when Cougar was at a standoff with the apes with their mouths wide open, two legendary birds aimed all the tornadoes and shot towards the beast.
When the two birds were about to land, the ape stopped his wrestling and immediately jumped back. The wind that was burning hit the beast.
The scene immediately stopped the clan members in their tracks. There was the smell of meat cooked in the air. That's right the attack almost roasted the cougar alive. Then the group of animals returned to where they had come from watching Sam's teammates.
Sam's gonna commit a massive murder. Each of his claws took a life.
In one hour, the number of three hundred was reduced to thirty. Sam stood up as he looked at the last thirty people with a cold expression. He was panting and clearly out of breath.
There were more than forty slashes, but nothing deep at all.
He did not even bother to heal himself as he stepped towards the remaining prey.
Blood dripped from his claws. They could even hear water falling to the ground.
"Clan chief. Please come and save us."
"Chief of the clan."
"Save us."
"Save us."
They started calling the clan leader, but there was no answer.
When they thought of pleading with Sam and seeing the corpse he left behind, they immediately swallowed back the idea of doing this.
Some of them immediately gritted their teeth and tried to escape, Sam did not even bother following them and took out a golden crescent.
As he shot down one of them, Yanwu and the others went to get the rest.
The last ten were on their knees and were already sobbing.
One of them had no hope and immediately committed suicide. As one of them did so, the rest did not know what to do and followed in the footsteps of the first person.
Sam looked at the corpses and took a step forward. Just as he was about to enter the mansion, a middle-aged man came out.
He was none other than the servant who kidnapped Jasmine.
When he saw the sea of corpses, he said with disdain.
"Basic rubbish."
Immediately he took out a long sword and moved.
