Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

During their walk here, few recognised the true identity of this scary old man. Just looking at his chest, at that ugly looking emblem of a snake, then anyone informative in this world would tell who this dude was, or at least could tell from which scary dark spirit master family he came from.

"S… Sir… This…" The group of fifty move out, grab these two and even give them healing potions without asking for permission. Seeing all this happening in front of his eyes left this temporary leader quite shocked and enraged.

These two were left out here to die as an example to everyone in the base. There were destined to be a warning from failing any mission or getting ambushed or else they'd face the same terrible fate.

Dying was nothing, but dying slowly was something no one would ever dream about.

The temporary leader was in a tight spot here. Just accepting this scary dark gold monster and leading him inside was a risky decision he had to make on the spot.

He tried to contact his leader, but to his bad luck he couldn't reach him. So he got to improvise, deciding to invite the snake into the base, and hoping for his leader to get the news fast.

And now this dude wanted to not only heal these two, but to take them away from here. That was clearly a violation against what this base's dark gold spirit master leader instructed before leaving.

The temporary leader instantly panicked when he recalled what magnitude of his true leader's rage would be.

On top of that, by the time the true leader would return back, this scary old dude would be gone, and this temporary leader would be the only person here who'd shoulder such a storm.

If he had to struggle and suffer, then he'd better do it here and now. At least he got the entire base on his side. Even if he knew there wasn't anyone here who would stop this insanely strong dark spirit master, he'd at least show to his leader that he tried and failed. And this would all fall on the shoulders of this scary old enemy of his leader.

"I need a place, secluded, without anyone around," as if this scary dark gold spirit master didn't hear anything of that dude's words, he simply ordered while walking leisurely forward.

"A place… For what?!"

"For what? That's my business," the scary old dude stopped, but didn't turn around at all, "just find me the damn place, and make sure I won't get disturbed. Even if that damn old lizard came back from his fancy trips, don't let him come near me. Or else…"

*Rumble!* *Boom!*

pαпdα-ňᴏνê|·сóМ The old man didn't even turn a single time to the temporary leader when saying all these words. But when he paused, he finally released the suppressed berserk spirit power inside his body. And at the next moment a shockingly immense and brutal black shockwave erupted, sweeping not only people but also rocks away.

A single release of his spirit power was enough to remove all the rocky walls around, alongside the ones who were unfortunate to be behind them, in an area of thousands of metres!

This part of the base got a grand remodelling process that didn't last more than a brief moment. And when the temporary leader got back to his senses, he was terrified to see deep cracks all over the thick, rocky walls and ceiling nearby.

He was left intact, but the others who came with him weren't as lucky as him. And that wasn't just luck, it was the act of that scary guest, leaving him alive for now to let him do what he wanted.

He wiped the sweat beads off his forehead, taking repetitive breaths while cursing again his bad luck in being the temporary leader when this scary dude arrived here.

"I can't believe that bastard went out when such a calamity befell us! I believe this is enough, enough to let me defend myself if that bastard tried to question me later on, or shift responsibility to me or something!"

That temporary leader thought to himself before his body trembled like it got hit by lightning. The scary old man kept walking forward all this time, not caring about any of that, as if he did nothing at all.

But when that temporary leader took his time back there, that old man paused in his walk. Just this single pause made the temporary leader this close from pissing himself.

"T… That way, that way sir," he instantly wrecked his mind fast, thinking about the best place to lead this ticking bomb at, preferably somewhere far, far away from him, "it's a nice place, one that will suit your taste."

"I'm not in a hotel!" The old man's eyes glared in a dangerous light.

"N.. No, that's not… That's not what I meant," The temporary leader was just half breadth away from getting a heart attack, "I'm just trying to fulfil your demands, sir. This place really suits what you need."

The old man didn't respond, simply turned his face away, while one of his lackeys nudged this useless temporary leader by the shoulder as he harshly said:

"Lead the way then, why are you standing still like a damn pussy?"

"It's because of your scary master, what else?!!!" The temporary leader wanted to scream these words in the face of this dude, but he swallowed everything alongside his rage and pride, hurried to lead the way.

"The Black Mamba old monster is indeed scary, much scarier than the legends tell…" And as he led the way, he kept cursing inside, while not knowing who was scarier than the other, his master or this monster here.

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William wasn't aware of the storm that was heading his way. He slept for half a day like a baby, walking up in the middle of the night.

"I believe I'm ready," he went again inside the pocket world, training for a few hours on his new spirit form, before finally feeling he was ready for the next trip.