Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

There wasn't a single force in the region that could stand against these freaking monsters. But when he saw what Alfonso did up there, he couldn't help but admit the impossible.

And that wasn't the main issue here, running away was!

"How about the underground tunnels?" That old man gathered what was present of his forces in this base and started an urgent meeting on how to run away. He wasn't the only one doing such a thing, as many other formidable dark masters in the base were also having the same meeting right now.

"No lord, bad choice," one of his subordinates sighed in a tired tone, "I already went there. And these tunnels… They all led to areas in the middle of the ongoing slaughter up there."

"Why not hide in here?" another subordinate said, "it's a very huge place. And I doubt the army up there will have the time to check every corner here."

"And then what? Keep hiding like rats, hoping for a miracle to happen?" the lord shouted in anger, "no, we have to run…"

He turned towards his two most trusted subordinates. And with that look, the two slowly nodded.

"Let's go, we are going to leave this damn place," that old man was feeling bitter, so bitter about taking such a decision. However, if he stayed behind, he'd end up getting slaughtered!

He felt happy about his earlier arrangements, preparing that escape route long before this scary battle started.

The Scarlet Bears weren't just scary for the normal spirit masters. Even for people of his calibre, dealing with a few of them was already a headache. And right now, he watched how by using weird sorcery these normal spirit masters managed to manipulate these bears like they were giving them honey or something.

Trying to fight all this was impossible. It was a doomed fate for any of them to try and break their path out of here. This wasn't just limited to this region. With his insanely strong sense, he could clearly see how those normal spirit masters up there were expanding the reign of this battle.

Without the need for him to think deeply about this, and without the need to watch for more, he knew this battle would escalate to reach very far places.

If this was at another time, then he'd decide to go up there and fight. But right now, another grander army, much bigger and far scarier than this one, was already butchering most of the dark spirit master forces in the region.

In his eyes, all paths of retreat were blocked. And for a reason, he couldn't help but think back about the mission he asked Moore to handle.

He shifted his gaze uncontrollably to fall over Moore, thinking about the intel he decided to let Moore leak. It never occurred to him, never crossed his mind even in his wildest imagination, that doing such a thing would be like digging a grave for himself by his own hands!

And when his eyes landed on Moore, the latter couldn't help but see a weak and powerless old man. It was now clear to Moore that staying by this lord's side was going to end bad for him.

Masked by greed and desire for revenge against two of his enemies, this old man didn't feel the fire he lit up with his own hands on his clothes. And now, continuing to stay by this old man was going to end up with certain death, or a hellish type of fugitive life that Moore didn't want to.

"Don't tell me he foresaw all this!!!" this shocking thought flashed past Moore's mind. And no matter how crazy it looked like, and coupled with everything that was happening right now, Moore couldn't help but admit it was true.

His fate was sealed the moment William sat his gaze upon him. And without knowing it, Moore embraced the idea of working for William, more ever than any time before.

"Great! Let's wait then…" unlike what the three, who knew about their lord's grand escape plans, thought about, the old man didn't give the order to retreat right away.

"This…" One of the two most entrusted subordinates of his got puzzled, "waiting for what, lord?"

Right now, even if they felt great veneration for this lord before, right now all they saw was the same thing as what Moore did… A very tired and old man standing in the middle of few entrusted men of his.

"For a miracle to happen," the old man sighed, "if not then… We'll retreat."

His words landed and all the ones who didn't grasp anything before knew what their mighty lord was thinking about. And that added more filth to his weak image, making him feel more like a bitter loser in their eyes.

But the miracle that the old man hoped for didn't come. And in the end, this place, and many other places, were overrun by the Scarlet Bears and lots of spirit masters as well.

Far from here, William was too absorbed in his own weird test world. He had nothing else to do right now but to speed up the pace. Even if he loved how it felt to have endless spirit power, he was now sure his team was facing a great disaster up there and needed his help.

When he kept fighting and heading towards the grander army of dark spirit masters, he noticed the green shadows around never left his side. He realised what his team decided. And couldn't help but inwardly sigh.

"Is it loyalty?" he muttered, before throwing off such an idea. Even if they were loyal, he already gave them the order to walk away. And if they didn't listen to his words, that meant only one thing, "they can't escape here without following me… What the hell is going on out there exactly?"

William was more puzzled by what was happening in the real world.