Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer-Novel

While the major powers are all discussing what to do and the church is trying to establish themselves within their newly acquired nations, within the western continent, Arman is struggling.

He has been meeting all the factions which are formed within the network for the past few days to see if he can enter the network one way or another.

And he has to say that, there is some progress. Him being the genius of the thunder god temple, helped them quite a bit.

While he was thinking about how to further his progress, he was ordered to halt all his actions from Moriya.

To be honest, he doesn’t want to stop, but after he learned the situation, he also decided that there is a need to stop at this moment.

If he really did cause some chaos at a moment like this, he can kiss his life goodbye.

Currently, he is wandering among the streets of Sam’s city. He has made some acquaintances within the city and there are quite some people who knew about him. Many people in Sam’s city came to know of the importance of the thunder god temple recently due to the four former tower heads.

Now, that they knew that Sam is with the thunder god temple and this guy was his friend from there, they are extremely respectful towards him.

As he was walking around talking in the hustle and bustle of the city, his eyes landed in one of the restaurants and in particular a table within that restaurant.

He had visited that restaurant many times. Because he heard that the owner of the restaurant is Sam’s long-time business partner, he wanted to try and convince this guy, but his attempts completely failed when he got the cold shoulder from the owner.

That guy didn’t believe one bit when he said he and Sam were friends and there is even a look of contempt and ridicule in his eyes.

After that, he learned his lesson and didn’t bother the owner of the restaurant, but he did visit it for its delicacies.

But now, he is looking at the restaurant not because of the food or the owner, rather it is because of a young lady who is sitting at the Special table.

He felt like she is familiar.

So, he entered the restaurant and took a seat at a nearby table and started brainstorm, and finally, he remembered.

He saw her in a picture once and that picture happened to be a wanted notice.

As he was thinking about how to take advantage of this situation, the young lady is already standing in front of him.

Sirona was studying another formation as she sat in the restaurant. After roaming all over the western continent, she came back to Sam’s city.

She decided to study the formations within the city for a while and took a seat in the restaurant when she noticed a guy looking at her and his looks seemed to be full of ill intentions.

At first, she wanted to leave without causing any commotion, but after listening to the people on the next table saying that guy is from the thunder god temple, she changed her mind.

There would only be one reason for a person from the thunder god temple to look at her that intently, that is because, they wanted to collect her bounty, but she wanted to ask somethings before dealing with that guy.

That is why she approached him directly without having any second thoughts.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Arman was honestly quite surprised that she approached him.

"No, nothing. I am not looking at you." He tried his best to stay normal.

"Are you from thunder god temple?"

"Yes."

"Where is Sam?"

"What?" Arman was in a complete daze for a second and dint know what he was saying.

"Where is Sam?"

"Sam? Why are you asking about him?" He finally got the point, but he didn’t answer the question, rather asked his own question.

"I want to know."

He thought for a bit and felt like it would be better to have a long term contact with Sirona. Apparently, she is extremely important to the Usaine sect and if he can surrender her to them, he will get the bounty and he can get some favors from the Usaine sect.

But he has to make sure that it is safe for him to do so, after all, the warnings given in her wanted notice are not short at all.

"He went on a secret mission. We don’t where he is."

Sirona thought for a bit and said.

"If you try to catch me, I will kill you." She gave a warning with a flat face and left the place without even giving a chance for Arman to reply.

Arman didn’t expect to be read this easily. He is already formulating a huge plan inside his head and that is why he told her that Sam is on a secret mission, otherwise, he wouldn’t have tried to lie like this.

He is having pretty bad luck.

All his plans are being stopped in a budding stage.

Meanwhile, within a small corner of the central continent, three people are having a meeting. They are none other than the head of Black Rock, Black flame, and Black wind.

But this time, they are no longer wearing the same thing they wore earlier, rather they wearing the white robes and the golden masks.

They are the three main high priests who are leading the operation of the church in the three major continents.

As for the high priests in the remaining empires, they are all created by the Undead absorption. They are not normal transcendent stage experts like these three.

"Our boss cannot contact us for the time being and he instructed us particularly that we shouldn’t contact him unless it is an emergency.

Our current goal has reached, but there seemed to be some hiccups. The Western continent realized earlier than we thought and the eastern continent empire escaped along with the whole imperial capital.

The Six major powers already held a meeting with heads of all the powers within the planet.

Our boss is also there and he gave us our next target.

Our first targets are the minor powers near the central continent. Apart from that, we have to take two of the four minor professional associations. Two of them have our hidden spies and allies and it is better not to attack them directly.

We either make them surrender to us or demolish them completely. But we have to act in a flash. The whole thing should be over within a week.

After that target is ours, then we will move to the Western continent.

As for battle with the Six major powers and the major professional associations, we are going to make it for the last.

If they interfere in any other battlefronts, which would probably happen more often than not, we have to drag the battle as much as we can.

Let us just keep them busy no matter where we encounter them.

If we are able to exhaust them, then we can deal with them pretty well.

From the calculations boss made. Us three and the rest of the high priests can become Consummate realm, from the absorption and it will take at least two months.

Don’t add any more priests and just maintain the current number.

All the priests could become Pre-transcendent Cultivators, which is sufficient for us to overthrow the current planet.

There should be no mishaps.

You two go back and get ready to invade the minor powers.

Out of the four minor professions, which are Miners Association, The Seer tower, The Space-gate association, and the fortune tower, our first target is the Miners association.

Go and collect your armies and start the attack by tonight."

The meeting didn’t take long and only one of them spoke all the time, the rest of them didn’t even bother to raise their voice and speak.

But there is a reason for that.

Right as they are moving the major meeting between all the higher-ups on this planet is still going on. They are arguing about several things, like where should they take action first and how they act.

The main argument is on identifying the person who is the boss or an ally of the enemy.

They are pretty sure, that someone from the upper echelons of one of these powers belongs to the enemy.

Everyone is pretty convinced about this, but none of them is satisfied with the method of preparations.

"We will take a break for five minutes to calm down and once again talk about the situation."

One of the proposed and they went for a break.

At this moment, Arc started walking towards the executives of the Seer tower. He needs to find a way to get in touch with Sam if he is still alive and for some reason, his gut feeling is telling him that he really is.