Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



Thanks to such fear, they decided to direct a deadly blow toward their most precious target; the king. After that, anyone else was less important and valuable. And they'd be freed from all the worries they had.

They mobilised the entire grand army William spotted before, heading in a big entourage of dark masters and elite monsters toward that valley. The trip took half a day for the entire force to reach there, and once they arrived, they started a huge battle from the start.

The moment they appeared there, the news was sent to Sloth. Yet Sloth was already too far away from them, was this close to getting to the location of William's small army.

William already gave the orders for his friends to lead everyone closer to his direction. He wanted to save time and gather up with them fast enough, a task that was met with lots of challenges and setbacks.

The dark leaders in this war were really of a different calibre than others. They already read through this move of William and made sure the path leading towards him, towards the king's location, would be filled with tons of deadly traps.

William already noticed this, but couldn't do anything to solve it. The enemy was acting too overly cautious and was very well prepared for every scenario. That made him want to unveil the identity of the one behind all this.

Even with all the traps set by the dark masters all over the course of their travel, William's friends and army were advancing steadily.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoᴠelFɪre.net

Masters coming from the other world used to fight dark masters more frequently and much more violently than the ones living in this tiny world. They saw tons of things, and with the presence of lots of stronger and veteran masters, things weren't that bad in the end.

Traps got detected fast, and suitable masters advanced to deal with them. This might have delayed their progress a little bit, but their losses weren't that severe in the end.

William managed to join them in five hours, while Sloth and others joined in eight. The entire group marched together and advanced toward the king's location when they received the grave news.

"That's bad! They are targeting the king and others!" Sloth hurriedly found William, before adding, "We need to divide ourselves, all the high-end masters shall come with me and head towards the king."

"It still will be too late to do it," William knew the distance could be crossed in mere three up to five hours if they went all out. But there were tons of deadly traps, monsters, and even dark masters standing between them and the king's location.

He could understand how Sloth felt right now, but it wasn't that good to do something that had more failure odds than success. Especially when there was another alternative.

"They'll die like this!"

"They have to handle the pressure," William rolled his eyes, "look around you, does it seem like we are fooling around? This is what the spirit master world looks like! They have to endure, fight with everything they got until we arrive there."

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"Trust them," William knew this was very hard to ask, but there was no other option here, "trust your friends and others. As you are worrying about the king and kingdom, they also do! And they aren't that weak."

"..."

Sloth wanted most to leave here and go directly towards his king, even alone. But he knew this wasn't going to work. As William said, the path toward the king was bathed with deadly traps.

He wouldn't make it, even if he gathered all of the high-end masters with him, he greatly doubted he'd make it in time or in enough force to stop the impending crisis.

He didn't want to admit it, but the solution William proposed was the only path he had, the only logical one.

As he didn't have any way to go there right now, he vented all his frustration over the enemies. His fighting and killing prowess skyrocketed to a level unprecedented in this world, making others feel awed and great about him.

He wasn't doing this alone, but all the masters he brought with him from the king's place were doing the same. They fought like they got nothing else to lose, fought as if they didn't truly care about their lives anymore.

Seeing this little group of old masters fight in such a way inspired and ignited the fire and will to fight in others. Slowly everyone started to fight like them, pulling a remarkable performance like never before.

They destroyed traps much faster than before and killed the dark masters as soon as they spotted them. In mere two hours, the dark masters who felt superior and mighty were now feeling the totally opposite.

They were scared! Doubting even themselves to end up fighting monsters and not humans!

On the other side of all this, the king's location was experiencing a very deadly and brutal battle. The incoming of the dark leaders was like thunder, but it ended up like a flood crashing against a tall and mighty mountain.

The enemy thought they would easily uproot the masters standing there. And they have all the reasons to believe so. First, they got poisoned, were fighting for weeks already without getting rest, ending up with few numbers, entrapped inside that valley, surrounded totally by dense numbers of monsters and dark masters.

But they missed a tiny detail, one that changed the entire equation; the king! The moment the king showed signs of getting revived from the abyss of death and these masters started to act differently.

They weren't fighting just for themselves anymore, they were fighting for their kingdom, for their king. And fighting for something much higher and far more important than oneself was always enough to drive anyone to exert much more of what they could do!

They started to fight ferociously, not desperately as the dark leaders thought.