Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Chapter 1148  The Mystic Art

This made the lightning coming had his own power, not enough to severely wound him. But it was a different story for the enemies.

The enemies who stood in front of them and blocked their path were now barbecued by Fang's lightning. They couldn't even defend themselves, lest they try and stop William.

They tried to retreat, but Fang made sure to cover the entire path with lightning. William ran this time without getting any hindrance, ran for five minutes at his highest speed, and ended up at a big hall that looked a bit familiar.

"This…" The place was already bathed under Fang's lightning, yet he could still see black balls surrounding things inside. He could see hundreds of black bubbles, all with statues inside. "You are here," William moved his eyes around, seemingly not surprised to see such a large gathering of these statues in one place, "and that jerk is here as well. That's cool, the party is full, hehe!"

William saw the Transformers and saw the Nightmare monster in its mutant body. He laughed evilly, while not surprised even by their ability to stop Fang's lightning.

Lightning was the nemesis of any dark master or monster, but these were all unique and special beings. So it wasn't surprising for them to have a trick to keep the lightning away.

They were gushing out tons of their darkness element, forming a ball around them, one that'd keep the lightning away. And yet it wasn't that easy for them to do this. He laughed, and they watched him with glaring eyes. If eyes could kill, he'd have burnt to death millions of times already. "Come on, we have been enemies for a long time, long enough to be called mates, right?" he laughed again, while taking out a few things, materials and bottles, even monster organs.

"I can tell you are quite busy dealing with lightning, it's nasty, right? I won't act like a stranger, let me cook something for you, prepare the party," he started to walk around, dig holes, and place many organs there. It was clear he was building a formation, one that was complex as it even contained monster organs as well. He was doing something new, something he learnt about from the scrolls speaking about Mystic Arts.

He was doing a lethal Mystic Art, one that wouldn't just kill these, but turn them into something far worse!

The scrolls he read weren't just speaking about Mystic Arts to correct any faults done at the Fate and Destiny world. There were lots of arts that could cause significant damage to anyone's fate and destiny.

William already selected one nasty art to use, one that was suitable to be used over a group of enemies and worked best against those blessed by fate and destiny protection.

He didn't just want to kill them, he wanted to do something else, reaping benefits from them before they would die.

"You are a coward!" The statues didn't get what William was doing, but the Nightmare monster seemed to tell something from his actions.

"You are indeed worthy to be that abomination's clone," William scoffed, "but fret not, I plan something different for you." New chapters are published on ɴo(v)elFɪre.net

"If you are a man, true man, then let's fight!" the Nightmare monster roared fiercely, but it was already in a very tight situation. The lightning released from Fang was brutal, and it had to exert every ounce of strength it had to keep itself safe.

"Says the one who turns from being a monster to a human being," William snorted, "don't try and teach me how to be a human. I've been a human for many years, and you just joined my people for a few years only."

"Fight me if you dare!"

"Shut up!" William kept working on his formation, "can't you see that I'm busy fighting you?" He buried another group of materials and added one monster organ before closing the hole.

"You are a shame on humans…" The Nightmare monster never dropped its trash talk, something that made William laugh most of the time.

That monster was feeling the threat coming at it, and it wanted William to play against him using the old rules. But the latter knew this was just meaningless.

He wanted to kill everyone here and entrap that Nightmare monster like how he was advised to do. It was just his lucky day to find all of them gathered here, without even trying to escape.

He didn't know why they were standing here in the first place. It was clear they were watching everything happening, saw how he and Fang were heading their way, how tons of masters were killing their way towards here.

And yet they never tried to escape. It was a true puzzle for William, but he didn't bother to dig the truth out.

They were here, lying like sitting ducks, and it was the perfect setting for this Mystic Art.

This art wouldn't kill them directly, but it'd deprive the protection granted by fate and destiny, and give it all to him. William knew how deadly Fate and Destiny world was, and he wanted to add more layers of security over to himself.

In addition to that, the effect of depriving anyone of such protection would leave him under a long period of weakness, and would make him suffer lots of setbacks. Their spirit power grade would decline, and their overall fighting prowess would decrease greatly, even losing much of their unique abilities.

William planned to turn them into mediocre beings, weak and harmless, unable to even defend themselves. Like that, killing them wasn't going to be an issue anymore. As for capturing that Nightmare monster, it was going to be an easy task.

The main problem he had to solve was what to do with that monster. It was something he'd care about later on, not worry about it for now. And so he started to work over his Mystic Art, while everyone around tried to get what was going on from the Nightmare monster.