Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Managing to trick these scary bears in such a way? That was a feat never heard of before in the annals of history of this world.

The most brilliant part of William's actions here wasn't just because he knew how to control such a fearsome army of these bears, but because of the message William sent him through his granddaughter.

Not only did William foresaw such insane events, not only did he produce such a miraculous way of handling such a disaster, but he also managed to predict another crazy thing.

"Uncle… This…" Gran couldn't help but turn in excitement towards his formidable patriarch. They all knew their clan was going to fall. Who were they fooling by expecting a win or even ending up saving part of their clan? Themselves? Others? Or fate?

They knew this, just as the spirit masters down below knew, just like their kids down there knew. Since the appearance of the monster gate, everyone realised that this was the end of their clan.

They were a dragon clan, but just at this moment they were like phoenixes, rising from the ashes, soaring towards the highest sky with a sharp and crisp cry of victory.

Unbelievable as it might seem, but if this continued and this kid had enough of these wondrous spears, then their clan would be saved.

And it wasn't only that, it was also a victory that'd come at a cheap price of their clansmen and clan.

It was like a dream! A fantastic dream they didn't want to get awakened from.

"Stay put," the old patriarch knew what Gran wanted to speak about right now. If the entire war was taking a smooth turn for them down below, then their presence here in wait wasn't needed.

They wanted to descend and join this battle like everyone else, be part of such a historical victory. However, the old patriarch seemed to still not authorise such a thing yet.

They all turned and looked in a weird way towards him. What were you waiting for exactly? This was the question that spanned like fire in their minds.

Unlike what they expected, this fight was still far from done.

"I need groups of you to take groups of these," at the same moment, and far away from the walls, William was distributing orders like crazy.

This was a very crucial moment of the battle. William knew that a single mistake, a single delay in executing orders, then everything they all worked hard to get would crumble and this victory would puff out in thin air.

So, he made sure that everyone was going to do their part as they should be.

"What do you need from us?" At this point, everyone was frantically looking at William in admiration. He was the one behind this miracle. And that spell he casted wasn't that easily broken or forgotten at the time being.

"I want two teams to be formed, all of them gold ranked spirit masters. Also go and find one elder to lead each team…" William wasn't aware that every single action and word of his were delivered to the far away elders of the clan, "take all the spears you need and head towards the directions of the reinforcements. Make sure these two damn monster gates and hordes of monsters gushing out from are dead. Then return here as fast as you can and report to the patriarch."

At this moment, he acted as if he was the real leader of this entire battle or the acting patriarch or something. And yet none questioned or doubted him again like he used to.

His words were logical and made quite sense. Just when he said these, even the old patriarch on the wall felt astonished, couldn't help but nod in agreement and support.

"What the hell is his brain made of? How come such a kid can be so meticulous and attentive to all the details?!" such shocking comments rose up not only from many fighting spirit masters on the battlefield, but also from the elders on the wall.

It was a logical move, yet it was all missed by them in the middle of the heat of their comeback. And the most impressive thing was that William seemed to not miss such a thing in his plans from the start.

And the one who knew best of this was none other than the old patriarch.

His mind worked fast and linked what William said and planned with the content of the message he received.

"I'll go!"

"Me too!"

"Let me lead one team! I did nothing during this entire thing!"

All of sudden, all the elders around him voiced out their desire and intention to go and lead one team of the two.

The old patriarch moved his eyes around and thought to himself.

'I can't lose to such a youngster…'

As he moved his eyes around, he had to select the weakest elders from this lot. He knew a huge and brutal fight was going to happen soon enough, and he needed all the help he could get.

"You and you… Go down there and lead one team each," his eyes paused on two of the recently joined elders. They were the youngest, the most eager to prove themselves worthy despite being the weakest in the elder circle.

"Don't dwindle for too long. Take the spears in your rings and move fast, even ahead of your teams. Make sure to save the situation out there and then head back with all the dark gold ranked spirit masters you can find. Don't take long or else expect a hefty penalty when all this is over."

None of those present here knew the real intentions behind such strict orders from their patriarch. From the look of it, from the tone and the way the old patriarch spoke, they all got the impression that they were still in a deadly situation.

Going to rescue the reinforcements and return with their top elite spirit masters fast? Everyone exchanged gazes in doubt and confusion.