THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapters 381. Stealing Sword

The hardest way to live life for anyone is to live without a purpose.

At this moment, Sirona was living life in the same way.

Over the years his goal had been or rather his goal made into a tool for the Usaine Sect.

There was nothing more important to him than researching and creating new formations, inscriptions, weapons, and traps. Every research he did was selected and applied in such a way as to fit the sect's purpose.

All he got from it was the satisfaction of making new things, creating things, and getting compliments from the one person he fought for to receive recognition.

But now, all his goals, his goals turned out to be a hoax. The trust he had given the sect was completely gone and he had no idea why he was alive.

Right now, he was alive because he was still looking for a reason to live.

After a certain period of time, there will come a day when he will find out that there is no such goal and his mind will be focused on the way to die.

In this phase, it is important for one to explore oneself as well as what life has to offer.

Sam didn't want to see her die, if he really wished, he could kill her on the first day they met. He can relate to her in many ways and that is why he is attracted to her.

He looked at Sirona and said.

"I need your help."

Sirona had a puzzled expression on his face as he turned towards her. Sam said once more.

"I want you to work for me."

"I'm not interested in doing research of any kind right now."

"I don't need you to do any research. I want you to be a teacher. No, not a teacher, I want you to be an examiner."

"Checker?"

"Yes, in the near future I will recruit some people and for that, I need to test them in some areas, I am alone in this and it will be difficult for me to do everything alone. So, I need you. Justjust please.

Along with that, I also need your help with something else. You can be a tester for some new recruits in the future.

You don't have to do much work. All you have to do is occasionally test them according to the criteria I will set."

Sirona thought hard and said.

"Can I think about it?"

"When will you answer?"

"One or two days."

"okay."

With that, Sam finished his conversation and left. He knows Sirona's current condition because he's already in that position. He could have just let it go, but Sirona was a talent too great for him to defeat.

He had to take her to his side.

As for the price he had to pay for it, he would return it to the path of life. He didn't have to manipulate her; he didn't need to brainwash her. Sam has enough confidence that he can win it fair and square.

If he was unable to do so, he would not bend too low to force her or force her to work for him. He'll let her go.

Unwilling talent is nothing but a working machine. Sam doesn't need a machine, he can make it himself.

Sam left the place without delay. He has a lot of other things to deal with.

One of them was the routine beating he had to give.

Arman is still doing the beating, there are some changes in him showing the interference he is facing. He once smashed a screen that displayed the talk of the workers.

But Sam just doubled the size of the screen and installed protection around the screen that would make it hard to destroy.

Today, Sam has another goal in defeating Arman.

He had to deal with that Saber. The spirit in that sword actually created a lot of trouble for him.

It was almost an advisor to Arman. All this time he saw if the sword effect would diminish.

Yet this sword spirit was so powerful that it even made Arman an intruder.

He lost his patience. And at this moment, he had already experienced so much pent-up frustration due to all the troubles piling up.

He desperately wanted to let go and fight as much as he could.

But there was no opponent for him on the same level, he had to fight with a Nascent stage cultivator if he wanted to vent.

The worst part is that he doesn't have enough time.

The most important thing was to deal with Arman and his sword.

He should not interfere with his existing plans just to vent.

By the time Sam entered the Arena, the gallery was already full.

He broke through and wanted to deal with Sam. All this time he felt that the only flaws he had were his own flaws. He believes he can beat Sam if they are on the same level.

But he came to know that he had delusions once Sam made his move.

As in previous days, Sam had no intention of even seeing what Arman could do.

He didn't care if this guy improved. There was one thing Sam believed in. Once he surpassed someone, then he would remain ahead for the rest of his life.

No one will be able to go back beyond him. It's something he'll make sure happens.

Even if one surpassed his cultivation level, he would still die at Sam's hands if the impulse came to push.

This was not because of his talent or genius. It was because of his pride. He won't let them do it. Many people would take into account his achievements for luck, talent, and many other things, but what he was most proud of was his efforts.

He would try more than anyone that if he surpassed someone, he would never take a step back.

After a few minutes, he smashed Arman's head to the ground.

He did so until he heard his nose crack and his jaw crack, his teeth completely missing, and finally fainted.

He forcefully took the sword into his hand.

Once he did, Sam did not move for a second, everyone could see that he was struggling a little.

Sam gestured for them to leave the arena.

After they left, he looked at the sword and muttered.

"The spirit of arms and quite nosy in that regard. Let's see what you're gonna do now."

At this moment, there was a lightning element energy trying to enter his arm as the weapon tried to free itself.

Sam released his blade, the blade began to float in front of him with the help of lightning energy.

"You weak man, how dare you underestimate me?"

Sam raised an eyebrow as he looked at the sword.

"I don't want to unseal until Arman increases his cultivation, but you are infuriating, so don't blame me."

With that, the sword aura began to increase.

The energy seemed to have been stored in his blade and released completely.

Sam looked as the sword spirit rampaged.

He took out a shadow sword and said.

"I think you can take care of this easily, this sword does not follow the rules of the weapon spirit."

The sword of shadow floated up and said to Sam.

"It's in the contract with that person, why it gives you the opportunity to fight for it. Stop pretending to be stupid."

The sword then turned around and looked at the lightning blade.

"I don't know who made you, but the skill isn't bad, but don't think you can show off here."

"The weapons made in this mortal realm are trying to scare me. How dare you?" The lightning sword replied.

Sam was very interested when he heard the conversation between the two weapons.

He took a step back as the shadow sword raised his aura.

"I wanted to give you a way out, but you lost your chance."

With that, a sword beam emerged from the shadow sword and the beam was filled with dark element energy.

The lightning blade retaliated with a beam of lightning energy blades.

Both attacks were cancelled, but the next second the lightning sword spirit almost went crazy.

Sam was also quite confused.

"How dare you break the contract?" The lightning sword shouted.

The shadow sword did not care, it flew towards Sam and said.

"It's all yours, it'll follow the spirit weapon's law now." With that, he disappeared and returned to the divine dimension."

Sam smiled and moved, he darted towards the sword and held it before being able to react.

"NO..." Even with the cry of the sword spirit, the spiritual battle was about to begin. But before it started, Sam called Philip to stand guard for him.

And within five minutes Philip came, at that moment, Sam was unconscious while still standing and holding a knife.