Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer
chapter-852

Sam moved to the circle vigilantly. He held both of his swords and entered the circle.

The whole area shook for a second and the ceiling of this room which Sam couldn't see is covered with clouds with lightning crackling around them.

As soon as he looked upwards, the clouds roared loudly and a series of lightning strikes followed him.

While he is trying his best to dodge and block them, the first wave of creatures came.

This time, the feathered, orcs, and those furry orcs all of came with double the number as the last wave in round two.

Along with that, a few other creatures added up and these creatures surprised Sam a lot. They are thunderbirds.

They are moving along the clouds like fish swimming in the water and Sam felt tense.

The numbers themselves are a bit problematic and now the variety of the creatures that are attacking him is not exactly small. He has to be careful since he couldn't use any other extra gadgets and could only use normal weapons.

He really wished he could use the help of his beasts at the moment.

For a long time, Sam didn't feel this overwhelming. It is not because of their numbers or even strength, it is more of their annoying way of fighting. They are completely robotic, with no pain, rage, sorrow, or any other emotions which Sam could take advantage of.

It is like he is fighting a bunch of undead but these things can use their power in full.

This is taking a toll on his brain.

Sam activated his lightning element and started fighting like crazy. He stopped holding back and started slashing them down like they are some hung meat.

He didn't care about handling it like normally anymore.

He is like a thunderstorm himself as he hit every single creature that came near him.

The first wave was over soon enough and Sam immediately took out the wine to heal himself. He now understood how surviving this would be like.

The rest of the candidates would be having a harder time because they couldn't heal as fast as Sam. Not like they don't have any other options. They are all rich and there are many pills and potions they carry, just not as effective and efficient as Sam.

After recovering, Sam started making a move even before the next wave came.

His lightning disappeared and his body turned purple. He started releasing the poison into the air. He threw large water globes full of poison and threw a fireball to vaporize it.

As his poison grenades also came into the category of stupid special weapons which are not allowed.

But he can use the normal poison collection.

He didn't care about leaving them for rainy days. He just wants to get rid of these annoying pests.

The whole place is covered with a poison cloud.

All this while, Sam only used poison as a secondary weapon. In grenades, in some tough battles with sneak attacks and when he has to defeat people stronger than him.

But now he decided that is it is about time he used the poison as the main weapon.

When the creatures appeared, the first thing they did is inhale a bunch of poison into their bodies.

Sam held his swords as he went after one person after the other like he is a crazy maniac.

One proper wound in a vital spot is all he needed to deal with them. The poison will take care of the rest without any trouble.

The third round went on like this, Sam started using every technique he has in his arsenal and soon the new creatures are coming over and over again with new abilities which his lightning element or poison could do little about.

For example, there is an armadillo-type beast that is practically immune to lightning and has a shell that didn't let him get affected by the poison.

Even the corrosive effect of the purple poison does little about it.

As more and more creatures appeared, he had to shift between all his elements one after another and this caused him to take a few more lightning shots to his body.

At one point he even tried to find a loophole in this whole system.

He didn't outright kill some of the creatures that came to attack him and made them survive. After all, the whole goal is to survive and he wants to see how the waves are coming and whether the waves would stop if the previous wave was cleared and it turned out that is a stupid strategy.

As soon as he tried to use that method when the time came for the next wave, the previous creatures that are left alive on verge of death recovered instantly adding more enemies to himself.

Sam is now fighting hundreds of creatures without any of his usual gadgets or tools. He is switching weapons to his claws, staff, daggers, metal cards with no inscriptions, and the swords as he fought relentlessly without any rest.

The only good thing about this is that no creature was beyond the Pre-transcendent stage.

Until now they are only increasing the difficulty in numbers.

But eight days of this hell is really going to be something he would remember for the rest of his life.

By last wave, even the large coliseum-sized space was clogged with the creatures all trying to get a piece of him.

The last wave itself went on for a whole single day to clear. By the time he was done with them, he is panting hard, lying on the floor with his whole body and hair soaked in blood. The smell of this much blood is provoking his vampire instincts.

He controlled the urge to bite into the nearest beast's corpse and suck the blood out of it and started drinking the wine from the gourd.

He is not even in the mood to clean himself up as he walked towards the next door.

At least he had this time for taking a breather.

When he crossed the door and arrived on the other side, he was shocked by what he saw.

It is not a room anymore. It is an open space. It almost looked like a desert. He could see nothing but open ground with some grass here and there as far as his eyes could see.

He had a bad feeling about this though.

The large room is already bad enough. Now he has to deal with an open field. He doesn't even know what is there in store for him.

And it didn't take long for him to figure out.

Soon earth shook as Sam looked into the horizon on all three sides and he could see many creatures running towards him. This first wave is as big as the last wave in the previous round. But the thing that attracted him the most is the new addition of creatures.

There are some extremely gigantic humanoids running with armors and full battle equipment.

And there are two kinds of them. One that looked bloated and extremely large. At least ten times that of a normal human and the second type are somewhat lean compared to the first one. But they are still seven times larger than a normal human.

Sam doesn't know who they are or what race they belong to. He only knew about the beast races/

But one thing he understood from the way they are coming is that they have one hell of strength in close combat.

He took his staff and got ready, he needs to have a space around him that could be controlled solely by him.

The sky started roaring and the clouds gathered. Along with the thunderbirds, some other lightning-type flying creatures appeared along with the clouds.

Sam started channeling his void style and lightning energy at the same time.

He used as much energy as he could handle in the void style and kept it active.

The surrounding earth started cracking a bit because of the energy he held.

When the troops are nearing him, he jumped to the sky and smashed the staff straight at the head of the giant humanoid that is coming towards him.

The staff smashed his head into pieces and didn't stop there. It just went through the body before the void style actually exploded and the surrounding creatures blew back as a chaotic mini thunderstorm appeared in that place.

Sam looked at the rest of the creatures coldly which are not stopping even for a second.

"At this rate, each wave would take at least a day. For fuck's sake. I really wish I would get a chance to fight with the god whoever it is after this."

He muttered to himself as he started his onslaught.

The bodies started flying, exploding and blood started spilling everywhere. But what Sam doesn't know is that his perils are only halfway there. He doesn't know that what he would have to take on next is something even more annoying.