Chapter 1361: Losing It II

The needles that Sam released are actually the curse carriers. These are part of the contingencies he prepared for stronger opponents. He knew he doesn’t have many resources in his hand even with the help of Grivon and the Gaja Clan.

He cannot hide if he makes too many things and he is definitely not particularly willing to shar that he can make liquid energy cells.

So, he decided to create curse carriers with fused attacks made by Grivon’s subordinates. These needles are parts of the traps he created to deal with the league members.

Grivon might even know that Sam stored some away from the lot, but Sam didn’t care. He decided to save some for himself so that he could save himself when he needed them and now he used four of them.

The blows of middle stage consummate cultivators of Astral plane are no a joke for the Initial stage Consummate cultivators of Astral Plane. They are dead as a rock as soon as the attacks land.

Sam walked past their dead bodies and while doing that he kept on observing the structure of the inn. For some reason, it is extremely strong. He couldn’t imagine someone building a corridor of an inn to be this strong.

This is unconventional. This is something that is not normal no matter how luxurious an inn is. A structure to endure an attack from Astral plane Consummate level cultivator is completely unorthodox to the point even Sam felt that this is ridiculous.

He felt that something is off about this inn.

But he doesn’t have time for that now. He walked into the room and saw the kid still tied up to the bed. She is struggling and there is some debris all over her with cuts and bruises. She is bleeding from many places and she is weeping in pain.

Sam carefully walked to her and cut the binds before covering her with a robe. He gently let a single string of spiritual energy enter her body as he tried to stop the bleeding from different injuries.

He took out a medicine vial and rubbed it on the wounds. Just a few drops covered the whole body.

Even though Sam is covered with his cloak and his face is not visible, as soon as he came near her, she understood who he is.

She hugged him immediately and wept.

Sam took a deep breath and embraced her gently as he whispered.

"You are okay. Don’t worry. You are okay. I am here."

He couldn’t help but feel frustrated and angry. His mind is slowly being clouded with his rage that he couldn’t channel.

The old wounds that are completely compressed are being ripped apart. He looked at Malgav who is still shivering in the corner.

Sam’s cold stare made him completely stupefied.

Sam checked his cultivation level, he is barely a transcendent stage cultivator of the Astral Plane.

"Specter, get a hold of him and bring him along with you."

Sam spoke and carried the girl out carefully. She closed her eyes and just hugged him tightly as she couldn’t even find the strength in her legs to stand up.

Specter held Malgav and dragged him down behind him. As they came to the end of the rubble-filled corridor, Sam sensed energy fluctuations from downstairs. He walked down slowly and noticed that there are a bunch of people fighting.

At the entrance of the stairway in the ground floor, Grivon’s subordinates are fighting with Mingiv’s subordinates and Giyon’s subordinates.The initial posting of this chapter occurred via N0v3l.B11n.

It seems like Mingiv came fully armed and prepared, but Giyon and Grivon are not as their forces are spread thin all over the city in the search and they didn’t have time to regroup them all together.

"He is not my subordinate."

Mingiv frowned and turned to Grivon.

"He is not my subordinate either."

Mingiv then turned to Sam and asked.

"Who are you? Identify yourself."

"I am the guy who holds the life of your younger brother. That is all you need to know for now. So, shut the fuck up and stay put, otherwise, the next target would be..."

Sam shifted the metal arm to the crotch of Malgav and Mingiv felt his blood turn cold.

He stayed put involuntarily and only looked for the result. He had a bad feeling that if the result is not what the guy in the cloak wanted, things wouldn’t end well, so he made his team get ready as well.

After two minutes, the healer came out of the concealment formation and whispered something in Giyon’s ears.

Both of their expressions are solemn and extremely sorrowful. Sam could guess what the result is.

Giyon looked at Sam and nodded gently indicating that the worst has happened. He suddenly felt his legs turn weak and knelt on the floor as he supported himself with his hands from falling face down.

Giyon and Grivon looked at him in surprise and what surprised them, even more, is that they saw a few drops of tears dripping down and falling on the ground. This is the first time they saw him shed tears.

He didn’t cry when he was completely stripped of everything. His riches, his resources, his friends, his subordinates, his properties, and his body that has an affinity with all the elements, his beast. He didn’t shed a single tear when they were all gone. But now he did.

They didn’t expect such an emotional response to this.

"Sam..."

Grivon slowly stepped forward and called out for him to check if he is okay.

Mingiv frowned as he felt the sound was a bit familiar.

But the rest of the people who heard the name immediately connected it to the song, but no one tried to say it out loud as they knew the situation is a lot tense than it seems.

As Grivon gently stepped forward, Sam also slowly stood up and looked around.

"Any artisans here?"

He asked out loud.

Everyone was puzzled, but seeing as that no one responded, he looked around and his gaze finally stopped at a pillar nearby.

He slowly stepped forward, his body is a bit hunched down as if he is carrying something extremely heavy, his arms just dropped like that as he weakly walked to the pillar and placed his hand on it.

For the first time in a long while, he used the manipulation ability to disintegrate something.