Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



These were his essential and most needed war supplies for what he was going to face.

And then he started to walk steadily towards the fog, not fearing anything inside.

The moment he started to walk through the fog, he felt like he touched something made out of thin ice. Cracking noises kept coming all the time, while hearing sizzling sounds from time to time.

He felt like he was moving on eggshells, passing through layers of semi-solid water, cracking under his feet and body.

"This is new," as he walked inside the fog for a few minutes, he got accustomed to such weird happenings. And once he did, he started to feel something different in his chest. He exposed it, and there he found the seal shining for a few seconds before fading away, then shining out again.

"This fog does really stir up this seal, fantastic," William was glad that what he expected before happened. This fog was indeed similar to the one he passed through before to come to this world, having the same corrosive and deadly nature.

Just by walking in the outer region, the seal got stirred up and seemed like it was beating or something. William could tell this wasn't enough to break it, and he didn't get dejected for that.

"This is just the outermost layer of the outer zone. I'm sure the deeper I went, the weaker this seal would be…" he clung to such hope and depended on the innermost zone of this area to cleanse his body from this annoying seal.

Even if the fog in that layer didn't manage to break the seal, he planned to use the same breaking arrays he once used, the ones that ended up breaking part of this seal and let him use one tail form.

What was happening to him was just perceived only by him. For other masters watching and tagging along from far behind, they saw nothing unusual, not until William got attacked by the first monster.

William was walking around, absorbed in checking the seal and seeing if anything changed in his body. Just less than ten minutes after he went inside, he heard a muffled sound coming from his right, followed by a low splash noise as if something was getting out of water towards him.

*Clang!*

William was spreading his spirit sense to cover just one hundred metres around. So, the moment that crocodile exitted the swamp water, William responded timely with his glaive.

He didn't dare to use his sword, as this crocodile was around five metres in length. Letting such a big monster come closer to him thanks to the short length of his sword was a mistake.

Yet when the glaive met the monster, William felt like he was hit by a falling rock or something. His arms trembled, and his muscles went numb for a few seconds.

"Damn! It's more ferocious and sturdier than the reports say," he hurriedly distanced himself away from this monster, to be welcomed with other attacks coming from different directions.

More crocodiles jumped off the swamps around, and he got to see the full picture of them. They got the heads of crocodiles, with bodies that were covered with thick layers of scaled skin, each taking different shapes and sizes. Looking at them made William feel like they stacked many armours on top of each other without an order, giving them an ugly appearance.

Yet the reports were right, they were all dark green in colour, easily missed in the special terrain around. The crocodiles came out of the water and moved at an abnormal high speed, as if they were jumping and dashing towards him.

"They give me the impression of being just at silver grade, mostly at the early stages of the gold grade… But f*ck! They have a very thick defence, enough to rival dark gold monsters in the tiny world…"

William kept dashing right and left, evading the incoming attacks from these crocodiles. They threw darts fast towards him, and he didn't want to test what these darts would do if he got hit.

He didn't head deep into the swamps and just kept dashing in circles near the border. He wanted to have a safe way out if he ever got cornered.

As he was moving fast and trying to crack the hard shells of these crocs, the masters who were watching him from inside the fog couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

"He is struggling…"

"We have to intervene and rescue his life…"

"That's what happens when someone comes here alone, tsk!"

Just as they were speaking like this, William suddenly took out a few grenades from what he just made. He threw them around, covering up the tens of crocodiles chasing after him.

Once he did that, he turned around, didn't hesitate to dash directly towards the outer world. The masters thought he was giving up, yet they underestimated him, belittled his grenades.

William knew his grenades weren't as strong or deadly as the ones he got from Sith and others in the guild. But he was sure they would release deadly explosions.

As he didn't know the full scoop of these grenades, and without his full spirit body, he decided to throw them, dash away from this fog, and watch what his grenades would do.

"As expected, these monsters won't dare to come out…" *Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*

Just when he went outside, not a single crocodile dared to follow. And before he'd continue his words, the grenades started to explode.

He activated the grenades the moment he dashed outside, even before he'd stand firm on the ground. "Hmm… There is a few seconds lag before these grenades would explode…" he muttered to himself, taking note of such a point, while watching the fireballs rising up inside that green fog.

The moment explosions happened, and the fog started to get restless. William could only see one hundred metres through the fog before.