THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapters 217. Sam Won

After Sam showed the item, they were stunned.

They feel a lot of emotions.

What Sam showed them was a chair. No, it's not even worth calling a chair. It should be called the throne.

But it was not made of dazzling gold or striking red-colored metal. It was not embedded with shining crystals that showed the emperor's luxury.

Rather it was made of a material with a grayish silver metal with a glowing luster.

It was made with the arm bones of more than ninety arms they gathered from the candidates fighting them.

At first, they thought Sam just wanted to make them pay with this, but what Sam did on another level.

Skeletal thrones are made of the arms of every influential person's children.

And Sam said that he planned to use it when he settled in the imperial capital.

He would stay in the imperial capital sitting on a throne made from the bones of imperial princes, princesses, sons of tower heads.

This is a blatant provocation and the greatest possibility for big guys if not called a slap in their face.

But they think of something else.

How brave was Sam to do this? He's making a statement. This act only meant, that even if it was an imperial prince, he would deal with them all the same and he was confident enough to make a statement right under the emperor's nose.

Now, various thoughts flashed through their minds.

'Is Sam not the same age as them? Wasn't he like those who developed from under the society? But why is he so brave? So brave and brave enough to do this?

He was like a free spirit who knew everything that could happen to him and was omnipotent in dealing with them

He can do whatever he wants, he can do whatever he wants. He never compromised. Although they saw all of his travels up to here, but they subconsciously ignored this.

Now, with this throne, they saw what they missed.

Suddenly they felt like Sam's figure had grown too big. He was like a giant shadowing them.

They might have a battle power slightly lower than him and could give him a fight if his condition was good. But the courage he has, against everything, everyone and just doing what he wants no matter the scale of the opposition.

This is the time when they truly feel inferior. Just a little imagination of how they would feel if they were in Sam's position, the blood boiled for a moment.

But they believe they don't have the guts to do that.

Feelings no matter the opinion, power and strength of anyone, regardless of their strength, birth and position. It's not something they can do.

Sam did not care about their thoughts, he was still fascinated by his artwork and after a while, he kept it in the warehouse. [A/n: the appearance of the chair will be described in later chapters]

They arrive early for the night, Sam is assigned to formal attire. Because, there was no way that anyone in the city would dare to sell him something.

All great people look for ways to vent their frustration, if someone sells them something, they will suffer.

But Sam also had a problem with it, he didn't know any formal etiquette in this era or the world.

The only formal attire she knew was from the modern world.

He did not bother to study the etiquette of this world because he had not used it until now, and there were no books on this seemingly useless matter in the library.

There was no way he would come out and ask this matter. So, he just makes what he knows.

In the morning there are three tuxedos ready.

As for Watt, he was pushed into the divine dimension last night. Now he's in grave danger. Sam, Philip and Jack are the ones with immunity instead of Watt.

They could slam him like lambs with their strength and strength.

The next night, Sam and his two companions move in their tuxedos. When they arrived above the ferocious beasts and landed, everyone near them looked at them strangely.

Tuxedos are not something they are familiar with. There are pants in this world, vests, t-shirts and rarely ones that resemble shirts.

So, a tuxedo is a very new thing for them, but they feel that the dress is elegant and noble at the same time.

Notably, Sam who knew how to carry himself in a suit had a feeling he had long since long ago. She missed this feeling of dressing up.

To be honest, Sam had some psychological problems in his previous life. One is that it has a subconscious need for the recognition of others and not just the recognition of any unknown person.

He wanted to be recognized by the biggest fish in the sea. The biggest creature in the ocean had to stop and bow to him in recognition that this was one of his lower goals, so when he was wearing a suit, it was only when, he remembered the days he attended meetings about the dark society in the same attire.

He will meet top dogs in various industries that give him protection fees and close out deals worth billions. He really likes that feeling.

He walked towards the banquet hall and took his designated seat.

The banquet hall is a classic imperial style. Showing elegance and luxury at the same time.

There was a stage where there was a table for the imperial family.

Below it, there are tables of various sizes arranged for guests based on their importance.

The top ten candidates were given a large round table with ten seats and it seemed, they were one of the closest to the main table of the imperial family.

Sam sat there and his gaze landed on the large battle arena in the middle of the hall. Even though it wasn't too big, it was still enough for a Great realm level fight.

Everyone mingled with each other and socialized because anyone who could enter here was not someone mediocre, but even between them there was a huge difference.

The remaining top ten candidates were also busy with everyone giving them a toast and greeting, except for three. Of course, everyone knows who they are.

After five minutes, the entire hall became silent and everyone rose from their seats. Sam also stood up because he had not had any impression of the emperor until now, it was better to be polite.

The five imperial families came walking in their dazzling robes, they were also similar to the robes everyone wore, but they were much more luxurious with the use of gold and red colors.

The Emperor, the empress, the Crown Prince, the star-turned-daughter of today and Prince Nathan.

They came here with a big parade. The princess was not in the pitiful state that Sam had left behind. She had been healed, walking like a graceful goose, her face covered in a veil. Although anyone could see his face with spiritual senses, no one dared to do so.

It will have a death wish.

After sitting down, the emperor gestured for everyone to sit down and said in a loud voice.

"Today, I thank all of you who came here to give my blessing to my daughter Natalie who is today eighteen years old….

Sam ate delicious food without a care. He had to say it was delicious, nobility was a real example of people living in luxury.

The ingredients, the cooking are all the best.

As the meal was about to end and everyone congratulated the princess, the time for the ranking battle had arrived.

The emperor said again.

"As you all know that today will be the end of the first large-scale competition held in our kingdom.

Now, we will watch the battle of the candidates as they compete for the top ten rankings.

What's that important? They would be given an incredible opportunity that could only be summoned once in a lifetime and they would be prioritized based on their rankings.

So, I hope all the candidates will try their best to get what they deserve."

He started applause signalling the start of the battle.

The fight was the same as before, just like in the south star, each candidate would fight with the other nine and the one with the most wins would be the one who would secure the rank.

The only difference is, Sam wasn't the first to start the battle. He didn't even look interested after the first two games.

Because, the person with the highest level of fighting is actually Nicholas. This person was even stronger than the Prince and all the other descendants.

Even Trevor who did not enter the top ten was much stronger than these people.

Sam just felt that he had to take the final step and everything would be done.

And after more than two hours, everyone's battle was over and only Sam's battle was left. No one challenged Sam. They waited for him to be the last and watched as he challenged one after another.

They knew that Sam was strong, so they wanted to exhaust him so that at least one of them could win against him and hit him well.

As for why Nicholas did not challenge him. He needs an all-out fight with Sam, which is best if saved for last.

But Sam has other plans for them.

He walked towards the arena in his black suit. He loosened his tie slightly and looked at the candidates who were recovering their strength frantically.

Sam looked at Jack and Philip who had given up before the match started.

As for Nicholas, that person is better saved for last, that's what Sam thought and then looked at the other candidates.

One by one the game ended, the scene was like a dejavu. The same thing happened to the candidates in the south star.

Now only, two men leave the imperial prince Nathan and battle maniac Nicholas.

The prince went up on the stage with a grim expression.

He lost to Nicholas and Philip. Jack is tied to him. But he still wants to fight Sam. He felt that Sam's prowess was exaggerated and that all of his actions depended on special weapons.

Even after seeing him drop five candidates in a row as if they were nothing, he was still unsure. The reason he made it was because they were tired.

So, he went up to the stage and said arrogantly.

"Today, I'm going to show you why you should respect me. I'll make you suffer for the humiliation I suffered.."

Before the prince could say anything, a green-colored ray of light passed through his neck and stopped his words.

Sam stood with his hands in his pockets. Black suit, white shirt and black tie, he is like a modern prince with sharp eyes and perfect features. He looked at the Prince and said.

"I'm tired of the shitty battles I saw today and now you're even pissing me off right now. I'd just like to handle you in one hit, but you only need to poke the beehive. I'll show you hell with one hand."

As he finished his words, Sam moved like a shadow and appeared in front of the prince. His other hand was still in his pocket. He held the prince's neck in his other hand and said coldly.

"Do you believe, I have more than ten ways to kill you with this one hand in an instant?"

He clutched his neck slightly tightly and said.

"Put your throat, you're dead."

Nathan felt a small jolt of pain telling his brain that he was going to die at the next moment, but was stopped at the right moment.

"Piercing your brain through your ears, you're dead."

Again, a jolt of pain said he would die but did not.

"Put your throat, you're dead."

"Destroy your brain with one punch, die."

"Blow to your ribs, your lungs are hollow you're dead."

"A blow to your heart, die."

"A blow to die your heart."

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After a series of close calls, Sam finally pointed a finger near the auricle and let a small laser beam hit it.

"One block and you die."

All this time, Sam did not take out his left hand from his pocket. But Nathan was drenched and the whole place including the emperor fell silent.

Sam came closer to Nathan's ear and whispered.

"You know, you may be a prince for the entire empire, but to me you are a woman who was saved by the rules that limited me. Otherwise, I can screw you up whenever I want. Do you understand?"

He took a step back and the high and noble prince knelt down.

The referee came out of his shock when he felt Sam's gaze and called out.

"Sam won."