Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer Chapter 137: Leave this place and you might have a chance to

The Old man has burly physique with robust appearance. He has a think beard and moustache.

His clothes aren’t that expensive either. He is just like any other ordinary old man.

"You have great talent to be at your cultivation at this age, your battle prowess is also great." The Old man looked at the five half- dead and the dead body in the corner. He continued after that brief pause.

"Why don’t you tell what I need and I will let you join us. Even though, we keep low profile, since you took part in defeating those Count city organisations you should know our strengths.

Just tell who your boss is.

Who is Sam working under and who is targeting Black water?"

That’s right, the old man is the in charge of the Black water organisation in this city and he is the guy who Sam wished he wasn’t present in this city.

The secret boss who is in the sa level as the Old Marquis, a mage in the stage beyond the Grand Realm cultivation. A Nascent mage. (A/N We will talk about this cultivation stage later.)

Watt looked at the old man and remaining core mbers with a condescending gaze. He is looking at them with obvious disdain.

For the past hour, he was tortured and healed many tis, his legs were broken, his eyes were poked, he was flayed, he was stabbed. But they were unable to get a single word out of his mouth.

The surroundings of his chair covered by his skin and blood. His face beca pale.

Watt spat out so saliva mixed with blood. These injuries are from the recent beatings.

"Old man, I don’t have any info for you but I can give you an advice."

The Old man raised an eyebrow. These are the first words that Watt spoke after all this ti; he was tortured. His interest was imdiately piqued.

"What would that be?"

"If you leave this place at this mont, you might have a chance to live. Within few minutes, you will all be dead."

Everyone was stunned by his words.

A prisoner, no less a Novice with his cultivation restricted, tortured, healed and tortured again is not giving his information rather giving a warning and to a person who is hundreds or even thousands of tis stronger than him.

"Hahahahahahahah....."

Everyone couldn’t help burst out laughing and even Old man chuckled before saying sarcastically.

"Do tell , who is going to kill ?"

"You will know soon enough."

"Do you know what you are going to know, that is to keep your mouth on hold and think before you speak." He looked at a young man near Watt who is holding a dagger and said coldly.

"Flay his face."

The atmosphere changed imdiately. Flaying ones face is cruellest torture and particularly when ones cultivation is restricted. If his ntal state collapsed, he can at least faint, but this Watt guy never even fainted.

The young man with a dagger moved forward and slowly started flaying Watt’s face. Blood started dripping on his clothes.

Skin is dropping on the floor. Scene is too much for even these criminals.

But what made them afraid is not the blood and skin, rather Watt’s expression.

Under that pain and blood, he is not even blinking his eyes, there is not even a single hint of pain in his eyes.

Those eyes, are just like before. Focused, proud, arrogant, ferocious, cold like a Falcon. He is looking at the old man without even a flinch.

There are 31 people in this room apart from Watt.

The Old man

Four Grand realm cultivators

16 Great realm cultivators

10 Novice cultivators and out of them six Novices are taken down by Watt.

If a normal Novice was surrounded by this force, he would definitely spill all the beans without even torture.

But Watt is looking them dead in the eye while his face is being flayed.

He is like an inhumane figure devoid of feelings and emotions.

All the mbers in the room are suddenly feeling nervous.

At this exact mont, a shadow mouse is moving in its shadow state in high speed.

When the shadow entered the underground cave through the secret entrance and blended in the shadows of the people, Sam activated his perception as he looked at the scene.

He looked at the half-flayed face of Watt whose eyes are still glowing ferociously.

Sam suddenly felt his tremble. He didn’t expect Watt’s situation is like this. He knew that situation wouldn’t be optimistic, that is why he moved as soon as possible.

He doesn’t have any helpers and also can’t trust anyone particularly when he has a very dangerous speculation in his mind.

When he saw Watt, he couldn’t help but feel his rage bottling up. He scanned the room and looked at the Old man sitting in his chair looking at Watt as if he was watching a show. One look and Sam could tell he is the boss.

Sam then looked at the four Grand realm cultivators. They are all early stage Grand realm cultivators.

His main threat is the old man, then these four Grand realm cultivators. As for Great realm cultivators, if he could handle the Old man, they can be handled easily.

Jack is also within the dinsion, he couldn’t see what is happening outside, but when he saw Sam’s face, he could understand that the situation is not good at all.

Right now, Sam’s face is full of rage for a split second and the very next mont, his face beca eerily calm, the air around him seed to be frozen.

Jack then saw Sam opening his eyes and disappearing on the spot.

Sam reappeared in the second floor, right now, the ti is not his friend. He has to move as fast as he can.

He took out a big log of tree and then the spikes and chains which locked up the hydra appeared on the floor.

He didn’t have enough ti to study these chains, so he doesn’t know if there are in a working condition. But he could only count on this, if he has to take care of this situation.

Sam used the Reaper sword to cut the log into a pike.

He created ten holes in which the spikes will be inserted. Apart from them there is another hole on the flat end of the pike.

Sam took out a large energy cell and placed it inside the hole of flat end.

He held an inscription brush and started etching the log with many spirit absorbing formations. He has to make sure that he succeeds in one try and the formation works properly so that he can make sure that Watt can be saved without much damage.

Otherwise, he only has one more way, which is a little risky for Watt.

Sam inscribed several reinforcent inscriptions. His brain and body are working on full swing. He is sweating profusely.

He started picking the chains and inserting the spikes one by one on the holes he made on the log.

The spikes didn’t enter the log much, the holes are small and only a small point has entered log.

But they were held themselves in the holes. Even though, they might not last long, they will be held enough ti for him to deal with these guys.

After his preparations were done, Sam left the place and ca out of the tower and checked the perception outside.

That guy was done with Watt, but the latter was still stubborn. His muscle fibres were fully exposed, even the air will sting.

This ti, the Old man didn’t let healer heal Watt.

Sam ordered the shadow mouse to move around.

He let all the shadow mice in this room to enter the divine dinsion. The only shadow mouse that is out is one that is carrying the crystal.

The shadow mouse is going to be the most crucial link in this battle. He thanked the guy who is in charge that the cave is actually dimly lit and shadows are decent. The light is actually from normal lamps.

He doesn’t know, why the other party are using these types of lamps, maybe they are creating a façade. If by any chance their hide out was discovered, the person might even think that this place is out of order and nobody is using it for a long ti.

This is the only reason Sam could think of. But it is helpful to him.

On Sam’s order, the shadow mouse moved. While the whole room, was being silent and all of them are looking at Watt, two people’s expressions changed.

One of them is the Old man. He is looking at a spot in front of the Grand realm cultivator. He could sense so energy fluctuations, which he couldn’t understand and suddenly a blue crystal appeared in the air at that spot.

The second person is Watt. He has a cold smirk on his flayed face, the smirk with that blood looked really terrifying. Before, they could make sense of what is happening.

A small glass vile filled with a violet colour liquid was thrown at the face of the Grand realm cultivator. He subconsciously let the liquid enter his mouth, nose and skin.

The Old man frowned and was about to reach out to the blue crystal, but suddenly a flash of shadow took the crystal away.

The room was in chaos. The Grand realm cultivator seed to be infected by that liquid. The Old man could see that his life is in danger.

He closed his eyes and spread his perception to search for the blue crystal, but he couldn’t find it.

Because, at this mont, the shadow mouse in its shadow form completely rged in the shadow of this old man himself.

The spiritual sense could only sense the souls and the other tangible things. Shadow is not one of them. At most the spiritual sense can act as normal perception technique and look at shadows and their movents, but it couldn’t sense the anomaly in a shadow, at least not at Old man’s level.

After old man retracted his spiritual sense, the blue crystal moved appeared again, but this ti, the old man moved imdiately, but the shadow took the crystal away.

But the worst part is that not only did the crystal escaped, it reached two targets this ti and these two targets are Grand realm cultivators.

The ga continued. The Old man completely kept his spirtual sense on. But at this mont, he sensed a shadow moving in a corner of the room, when he moved towards that direction though, he heard a scream behind him.

"Ahhh.."

Another Grand realm cultivator was done. Their spiritual energy masks are only for disguising, they are not useful for protecting themselves at all.

Now all the Grand realm cultivators were down, they are trying their best to fight off against the poison but they are becoming weak in seconds.

All the remaining people are exchanging glances.

"hahahahahaha..."

A laugh suddenly interrupted the horror filled silence.