THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 572. Talk to the Gods

Sam saw both of them and they were charred black. They could barely hold their breath. It's too easy to kill them.

But Sam looked tired. Although he did not suffer any serious injuries of any kind, he was exhausted. His face was pale and all over his body ached and every muscle ached.

He stabbed the stick into the ground and tried his best to stand up. He wanted to sit and rest or even lie down.

There was no way he could easily knock them down. Although he made it look easy with his mannerisms and expressions, there was no easy way. This was the closest fight to the fight he had with Sanjay.

But he was amused as there was no fighting spirit this time. But he did not think much, at this moment, he was eager to hear the announcement of his victory. And he heaved a sigh of relief in the next second as Kartikeya announced his victory.

Sam immediately let go of the stick and collapsed to the ground. He took out his heavenly wine and began to drink in a huge gulp.

When Karthikeya saw him drinking such heavenly wine, his face twitched. Since the wine was quite famous in the highest realms, even the greatest gods fought over it, even though the wine Sam had was one to a million diluted versions, he said, he still thought that someone drank it like it was futile. .

And he was sure Sam didn't know the value of the wine at all.

He flicked his fingers, Noah and Kumar disappeared and Sam was also moved into a room.

There was a large stone table and there were two chairs on either side of the table. As he looked around, he saw his karthike silhouette emerge from thin air on one of the stone chairs.

He looked at Sam and said.

"Please sit down."

Sam walked towards the other stone chair and sat down before putting the wine gourd on the stone table.

His energy did not recover completely. He did not know exactly what tested him this time, but he knew that he would need full energy.

Karthikeya glanced at him and said.

"You still need to recover, so let us delay this and talk for a while until you recover."

"Thank you very much" Sam said with a smile and gulped down the gourd.

"I have to say that I'm very impressed. Do you know why?" ask Kartika.

"No."

"Not one idea?"

"I am good at many things and even too many things. You could've been impressed by one of them, too hard to guess."

Sam said with the same smile. Karthikeya suddenly wanted to beat him up. Who would talk to God like that? One had to say that Sam really had a way with his things; he could even make the gods so angry that he wanted to lose his temper.

"You are the most disadvantaged candidate out of all twelve players. The gambler has taken every advantage we have decided to give to the players and chose his own option, which is laughed at by everyone in the game.

Three Heritage Palaces happened, but our own players who we thought were very profitable all lost to you. That too by a large margin. In all three legacies, you are the greatest winner."

"I don't think I'm in an unfavorable position at all. I think I'm actually a little overpowered." Sam answered.

"All the other players, have dimensional crossings and you have to find your own Dimension Freight left by others centuries ago.

You have seen the battle techniques they used right? Those are the techniques that are specially created by the gods in the game to give to its players. And they only opened up after they became newborn stage cultivators and they couldn't even use them in the first few stages. And even now, his techniques were only partial, with their cultivation also going to develop.

Moreover, all of their other battle techniques were given by us.

In addition, every other player is born into the superpowers of the planet, but you are sent to a rural place.

They also have another benefit of waiting for the next stage of the game.

And it can at most be used as your beast abode.

As for the tower, you cannot cultivate there. All you have is a bunch of cultivation techniques and many low-level battle techniques, medium-level pill and potion recipes, and many other things. Simply put, there is a wealth of information covering many topics and elements.

Even the simulation and the third floor with battle monitors and manipulators. They are useless for your immediate strength. After all, what can you do by focusing on all the different things? That will add to the burden. With your talent, if you focus on cultivating, you can reach a higher level.

I'm still thinking you have a disadvantage because this blood art will develop higher and higher and make you suffer more."

Sam thought for a moment and smiled once more.

"If you don't mind, can I tell you something?"

"certain."

"I hope you won't get upset over this and forgive me for any offenses I may have caused."

"Don't worry and speak your mind."

"I think the Gambler or whoever he is has been playing you."

"What do you mean?"

"He fooled you all, not just you. All the gods in the game."

Karthikeya looked at him with a hint of anger in his eyes. He wanted to slap Sam to death for calling him stupid, but he held back and asked.

"Explain."

"Things you say, yes it's an advantage. But for all the players. I wasn't. That makes it too easy for me. In fact, it would make me stupid. Gamblers understand what kind of person I am. For a guy like me, the most valuable thing is always information.

As you said, all I get is information and a lot of things. And with that information, I became an artist, I earned money, I made everything about who I was. I earned money; so much even after feeding all the animals that had to be cultivated with me, I still had the money to do even more.

And you know what I do with that money? I made more.

I enjoy creating, creating, fighting, killing, business. The Gambler wanted me to do something, so he gave me the opportunity by exchanging all the knowledge to me so that I could get what I liked and what he wanted. We have a transaction.

Now, all of your players have dimensional crossings that can only allow them to move once every three years and they cannot choose a location. But I don't have to.

Your players born in big countries should follow the rules and restrictions and should fight for others and work for others. I don't have to.

They have to practice the battle techniques you designed whether they like it or not, but I don't have to.

I don't know what the purpose of this game is right now, but you have to know it very clearly. I think what Gambler did was the most beneficial for him. After all, in order to become a god and be called a Gambler, he would have to win a bet like breathing air. So, do you really believe that he's going to put his players in a bad position with so many ridiculous losses as you place them?"

Sam sipped while stopping and continued.

“That's why I said that he cheated you all. Gamblers seem to have long looked inside me to understand my more mastered character and abilities and find a way to use me in the most efficient way before. choose what he has to give me.

And here you think he put me in the most unfavorable position. If it doesn't make you stupid, I don't know what it is."

When Sam finished, Karthikeya was thinking hard. He doesn't think in this perspective. After all, he was too busy and too big to care about the trivial games they made in the mortal realm.

This is a game that many gods have played for centuries. It's kind of a pleasure in their boring lives. This is their form of entertainment in more ways than one.

But when he thought about it, he felt like he was really being played with by the Gambler. He looked at Sam and said.

"I think you're quite recovered, time for the last game. This will determine the prize you will get."