Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

His words landed, and the entire place ushered under heavy silence. If any of them heard these words before, they'd have laughed at him. But now, after seeing how scary these Mystic Arts were, it was understandable for them to get shocked and terrified.

They knew William wasn't bluffing, wasn't joking around, or fooling either. He knew what he was doing, and held the upper hand by delving into a turf unknown to them, and yet could impact all of their lives.

William did indeed have such Mystic Art, one that could be described as a contract on a higher level. It was something that'd place one's fate and destiny into others' hands. It meant if they tried to think evilly about him, or the human masters, tried to fake wrong answers to any questions, provided false support and intel, or even tried to work behind the curtains and scheme, they'd get a severe form of backlash from that world.

It was the safest approach William thought of to handle the Nightmare monster. He always thought it was impossible to tame such a monster and force a sworn enemy to act docile and follow his instructions without any risks.

But when he read through the scrolls back then, he got to learn of a way to do it. Yet it required the full cooperation from the target for it to work, or else the art wouldn't pass.

That was why he needed to weaken them first, make them on the verge of dying on his hands at any given moment. Like this, even if few tried to act smart, and agree on the surface but would renege on their promises when he'd perform the art, then he'd simply go back and kill them right on the spot.

Luckily for him, there were hundreds of these statues here, and that meant there were hundreds of examples he could make to warn others to follow him.

Losing tens or even a hundred or two from these statues wasn't a problem. And he was sure the highest in status, the ones leading all of these statues, wouldn't risk it at first, and would let others try everything out first with him.

If there was no other alternative, then they'd all agree and accept working for him. And that would leave behind the cream of the crop, the most important statues in this lot.

"What? Did you think I'm naive to accept your empty words and worthless promises?" William couldn't help but laugh, "This is going one way, my way. So, who is willing to accept this Mystic Art with me?"

"As if we have a choice in that," the wolf statue suddenly said, making everyone look at it, "let's do it. He will start…"

"Not right away," William laughed, "let's wait until the useless war out there is over. They are almost close to finishing."

"You…" the wolf statue's simple scheme was easily seen through by William. The former wanted William to do what he did before, use a Mystic Art, and then they'd find a way to get rid of him.

It was a naive scheme indeed, as William wasn't that rash to begin this anytime soon. Even if he felt there were reinforcements coming here in the future, he wasn't worried. No matter who came, the masters behind were able to crush anything. Not to mention he planned to remove the leaders of this army before it'd arrive, by either forcing these statues to work for him or killing those who refused.

"I don't want to follow you, kill me now!" all the statues remained silent, watching William vigilantly while praying inside their reinforcements would arrive sooner than later, the Nightmare monster suddenly said.

"As if you got the choice in the first place," William rolled his eyes, "even if I have to beat you up, break all of your limbs, you are going to follow me in the end."

"I prefer to die…"

*Fwoosh!* William didn't like using words to convince this monster, especially considering how deep hatred he had for it and the fox monster it came out from.

So instead of continuing this useless debate, he showed that monster, showed everyone here, the hellish fate any would suffer if they dared to object again.

He didn't use his weapons, didn't use his techniques, simply used his tails as fists, and slammed heavily at that monster. The monster tried to resist, fight back, but all was futile.

Its power greatly decreased, falling from the high-stage dark gold grade down to being a mere silver grade. On top of that, the ability it got to use clones was gone, and its spirit elements weren't there anymore.

All it could do was roar in pain and scream with every single hit William launched at it. It started to suffer wounds, and his body looked ragged at the end.

"I hope you are quite satisfied with my mercy," William ended this misery with such words that landed like boiling oil over the monster, over the statues. He simply moved, rubbing his tails, as if he was cleaning himself of dust or filth.

"I will kill you, one day I will… I swear…"

"Shut up and stand straight like a man," William didn't know why, but beating this dude felt just great. He got beaten before, even killed, in the hands of the parent of this monster. And today, it felt like he was giving back part of what he suffered back then.

To add more irony, he was a human back then, and the fox monster rampaged his body with its tails. And today, he rampaged that monster with his tails, hitting it while being in human form.

How ironic indeed!

William returned to stand where he was initially and looked around at everyone without saying a single word. Everyone here didn't speak, only took glances at the current miserable status of the Nightmare monster.

The latter knew how truly weakened he was right now. He couldn't heal his wounds properly and took some time to even stand straight.