Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer Chapter 1460 - Old Man

Chapter 1460 - Old Man

The Clan's leader felt the death creeping upon him. 

But all he could think about is what would happen after he died. After all, he is the strongest person there at the moment. He is the leader of the clan. He is unwilling to die like this.

He wanted to summon as much strength as he can, but he cannot. He cannot find any strength and he cannot find any help. 

As his thoughts wandered around, all of a sudden he felt a familiar aura approaching them. 

*KEENEN*

A weird whistling sound came and before he realized it, a white flash appeared in front of him blocking the fist.

*BOOM*

The clan leader took in the aftershock of the clash and flew backwards.

But in the middle of it, he could see that familiar silhouette he admired so much over the years. He heaved a sigh of relief and let his consciousness slip away while he was still mid-air.

He crashed onto the ground but stayed alive.

The Hairy Savage looked at the figure that arrived in the middle with a frown. His grin is gone and he looked extremely frustrated. This aura is familiar to him too. But he didn't feel relief. He only felt rage and irritation.

When the dust settled everyone managed to see the figure standing there.

It is none other than the Sonic Prince, Gail. He is standing there while panting. Most of his robe was completely destroyed and even his inner garments are showing out. He looked like he just ran around the whole world before coming here.

"Flit, you sick b.a.s.t.a.r.d. How dare you attack my clan while I was not here? You finally became too much of a coward to attack me directly and are now coming here to flaunt your strength when I am not here?"

The Hairy Savage suddenly undid all the cracks in the surrounding s.p.a.ce as he looked at Gail coldly.

"Hmph? Me afraid of you? You and I both know that the only reason we aren't able to decide the fight is that I was not allowed to. Otherwise, do you think you would be alive now talking all the yap in front of me?

I came here for a different purpose and I am going back with that purpose fulfilled. You or anyone else wouldn't be able to stop me."

"Yeah? Really? I would like to see if your father would come to stop me as I slaughter you today."

As soon as he spoke, two knuckle dusters appeared on his fists and he lunged forward.

Flit slammed palms together and the s.p.a.ce surrounding him thickened, trying to restrict Gail's motion while he moved forward himself. 

But gail didn't care. He just jumped headfirst as he threw his first punch.

The fist whistled through the air and went straight to the face of Flit, but right before it made the contact, his long and thick hair moved to the front blocking the fist.

He thought he nullified the impact, but the fist threw him off guard and he was sent back a few feet.

Gail kicked the ground and moved forward as he threw more and more punches.

Flit who was prepared for good combat based on technique was caught off guard by the rapid barrage of Gail.

The Gail he knew and fought so many times never fights like this. He was always tactical and very calculative. He would never waste his energy like this, but this time Gail seemed to have really gone over the edge.

He just straight up behaved like a savage. 

The grace and refined movements that earned him the t.i.tle of prince are nowhere to be seen.

He punched and punched like his power is going to run out and he wants to use it all up.

Flit who was already injured clearly couldn't handle this barrage and constantly took steps back. He tried to conjure spatial elements to get back on his feet and defend against the attacks, but he wasn't able to.

Every punch is creating ripples in the surroundings and the whole thing turned into utter chaos. Flit is already a bit exhausted and his wounds are not really helping.

On top of all that, his physical condition with elemental corrosion is not allowing him for proper physical combat.

The energy ripples are making it impossible for him to conjure spatial energy.

At this moment, everyone looked at the beating that Gail is giving with a sense of dread. Even though Gail is on their side, they cannot help but feel a bit troubled by how he acted.

He really looked like he lost it.

But along with the fear, they also felt a sense of relief that Gail is on their side.

Sam who came out of the divine dimension fragment is also looking at the fight in awe. He could clearly resonate with the rage that Gail is showing. It seems like the whole incident really made Gail go berserk.

But as he was thinking, he frowned.

"Did you also notice this?"

Saran asked with a confused tone.

"Yes, Gail is not trying to kill him. He is deliberately avoiding all the points of attack. He is trying to not cause any damage. Why?"

"I can't understand that as well. Why is he holding back? He has so many openings, he should have killed him by now."

"I don't understand it either."

Sam is already using energy vision to barely get the movements and attacks of Gail, he didn't even have enough focus left to estimate and guess what is happening at all.

Soon everyone realized what is happening and they frowned.

But soon they also understood.

All of a sudden, Flit's body glowed with energy and a barrier appeared out of nowhere. He looked like he completely lost consciousness.

"Finally, you are here, you old f.u.c.k."

Gail said as he spat out coldly.

An old man's silhouette appeared out of Gail's body. It is none other than Ghora, Flit's father.

"You again, Sonic Prince? How many times should I tell my idiot son to not fight with you? Did he ever heed my advice?"

"Maybe he is just more of a man than his father."

Gail said with a smirk.

"A childish provocation? I expected more from Sonic prince. There is a reason why he is not allowed to fight you. It is because your death is not yet decided. Only after it was done, would I allow him to open that barrier. Until then, don't get too excited to die.

So, it is better if you stop messing with my son."

"Messing with your son? Open your eyes wide open, you overgrown porcupine. This is the Gaja Clan. How dare you send your son to the Gaja clan with your lackeys? It seems like you are the one that has gone crazy and is seeking death."

As soon as he mentioned those words, the old man's silhouette closed its eyes. After a few seconds, he opened them and looked at his son coldly with disappointment written all over his face.

He then noticed the injuries on the body and then at Sam who is standing far away.

"So, you are the brat that tried to mask the heavenly phenomenon as an experiment. How dare you take credit for a heavenly occurrence."

Sam frowned and didn't reply. He could guess that the old man is talking to him and what he is talking about, but he didn't understand why?

"And you are foolish enough to involve yourself in a fight that is clearly not yours. My idiot son will take revenge on you. If he doesn't kill you soon, I will disown him."

"Then you can become childless soon. Because he is not going to even touch a single strand of that young man." Gail interrupted and spat coldly.

"Hmph. We will see what he can do. He couldn't even protect his own body and lost it, what is the point of trying to be a hero and try to save some kids.

In my eyes, it is nothing but an act of self-deception.

Trying to convince himself that he is worth something and can protect something."

As soon as he said those words. Sam who is standing far away suddenly felt them reverberating in his mind.

He kept on recalling the incident of Sivan stealing his body directly and him being helpless enough to accept this crippled body in exchange.

He kept on recalling how much struggle he has to go through with this body.

He kept on thinking of the scenes again and again. Sam tried to come out of this cycle, but he felt like he got stuck.

"STOP IT, YOU OLD MAN," Gail yelled at the top of his lungs and only at this moment did Sam come out of this dazed and confused state.

"You sick old b.a.s.t.a.r.d. What is the point of playing with the heart of a kid? Why don't you try your tricks on me instead? Your inner voice versus my noise.. Let us see who comes out on top."