Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Of course, that wasn't the sole reason behind this. William was able to control his dash. He could make a single jump deal with three foes at least at the same time, if not more if he spent a little more of his spirit power to deal with more enemies around.

Even when more monsters flooded this place from the forest around, William was able to keep up. For a second there, William lost his feelings of what he was doing and what was going on around and got himself deeply immersed in such a melancholic feeling.

"This power… This might… The feeling of being like a god fighting mortals… I truly miss such a feeling…" It was the same old feeling he got when he used to fight back when he was at the pinnacle of his power in his past life.

And thanks to getting deeply immersed in this feeling, he kept attacking unceasingly for five more minutes straight.

"Phew! Time to call it a night then," after ten minutes of the start of this hectic battle, the initial twenty dark spirit master team got reduced to just four standing and fighting till now against the growing horde of monsters.

William knew he did enough, didn't get greedy or something or thought about waiting for all of the dark spirit master team to get annihilated to get all of their rings. He even stopped collecting cores from the monsters for a few minutes now.

This battle that started between him and twenty enemies escalated and managed to attract the attention of hundreds if not thousands of monsters by now. Seeing all this, he decided to flee, turned around and started to run.

*Fwoosh!* *Fwoosh!*

"Quite persistent dude you are!" and just as he fled the battle area, a single foe kept tracking and chasing him down relentlessly. It was ten clones of that fierce and scary Nightmare dude.

If William wanted to describe the true terror of this monster in a few words, then he'd use human wave tactic!

That monster was scary thanks to using a seemingly endless stream of copies. And William knew if that gold grade dude got killed, then a truly scary and formidable gold grade clone would get born!

Not to mention there were sixteen silver grade dark spirit masters that got killed or were on the verge of getting such fate in the next few minutes. William just killed five of them, and the rest were in the hands of their creator, sorry, the Nightmare monster.

So, William knew that stopping and fighting against these dudes running relentlessly after him wasn't going to work! And right now, his little wealth of bronze and white cores was running low.

"I hope your main body isn't anywhere nearby," William knew his only hope was to run beyond the five kilometre range of this monster. And when he thought about each kilometre added by each silver copy the monster would gain from the silver dark spirit masters behind, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless about this.

"I hope good luck will keep sticking to me," William sighed, knowing that his fate at this moment wasn't in his hands for the second time in this long and dark night.

All he could do was to keep running, flashing forward every now and then to outrun and widen the distance between him and the chasing clones.

He didn't care anymore about his direction, just kept running forward, bypassing trees, streams of water, even a few hills without sparing a single glance at them.

Such a chase managed to attract the attention of more monsters eventually, and the number of them chasing William kept growing unceasingly the longer he kept running.

One minute passed… Five minutes passed… Twenty minutes passed… An hour passed… After one hour, he finally hit the rock bottom of his cores inside his ring.

"F*ck! Does fate want me dead this desperately or what? Did I do something horrible back in my past life or something? I was a good person, dammit!"

Just a single look behind was enough to drive all the hair on his back to stand on no end! Saying that a small army of different monsters were running after him wasn't an exaggeration.

And no matter how he tried to see it, his death was already set in stone!

William couldn't find a single way for him to overcome this ordeal. He knew he could just dash forward for ten more times, crossing a few hundred metres before finally he'd get to stop.

"Don't stop running!" and just when he was feeling this desperate, he heard an alien voice shouting at him, "keep running, we will protect you!"

"You…" and just as he turned towards the direction of this voice, he spotted a small group of ten spirit masters, all wearing bright gears. They wore a uniform that he couldn't get many details of thanks to the deep darkness and distance.

They were around one kilometre away from him, and they were running towards his direction as fast as they could. The ten looked not much older than him, maybe just a couple of years older or so.

"Don't come here, there are many silver grade monsters around," William knew the best way was to not run towards him, but away from here.

"Just keep running, we'll deal with them," the voice owner who spoke before shouted again. And the next moment, William saw many flashes of light coming from a weird direction.

These lights didn't come from the ten spirit masters' direction, but tens of metres from behind.

"Damn! There are buried explosive gadgets here…" William wasn't alien to what shone under the ground, and instantly recognised the familiar pattern of these grenades.

Starting out like a single speck of golden light, as if one planted a seed there or something. Then the golden light would spread under the ground, taking circular shapes, like they were adding one layer on top of another.