Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



The king's good news that spread like wildfire played a great role in this, not to mention the news of reinforcements coming.

The moment everyone heard about Sloth and his grand army marching towards here, they started to have hope. And hope was enough to create miracles!

The dark leaders thought by coming here they'd end up claiming the life of the king easily, then turn around to deal with William and others. But that didn't happen. Every single metre gained for them came for a hefty price to pay. And they had to use everything at their disposal even to get this single metre!

What drove these dark leaders mad was the other spectacular performance William and his masters were doing. It wasn't just happening at the king's location, but also at William's side.

"Damn! We will get ruined if they keep doing this!"

"Why isn't the toxin working? Are you sure we didn't screw it when we moved away?"

"Should we retreat?"

Many dark leaders started to speak among themselves using spirit telepathy. They were doing much better than most of the dark masters in their shoes, but they were still infected by the same illness of cowardice as others.

The moment their plans didn't go according to what they envisioned, they started to think about fleeing.

"Don't fret! We already secured our path out before starting all this," the grand leader of them, the one who was the scariest and strongest of all dark leaders here, one who was truly admired and respected by many, feared by all.

He was the one who planned this entire scheme from the start and made sure everything was going according to plan. "I doubt they can keep this surge of power and morale for long. Let's continue pressuring them, and if the worst happens, we'll still have a safe path out."

His words were like a decree from a god, and they all listened to what he just said. No one objected anymore, and focused on orchestrating the attacks from different directions, using everything they got to crush the masters and kill the king.

The fight kept burning blazingly on the two sides while time passed fast. Many hours passed like a breeze for the dark leaders, passed like an entire lifetime for the king's and William's masters.

Yet after ten more hours, the two sides were close to each other, and the two battles were going to merge and be one.

"It's time to do another thing," as William received the news from Sloth about how close they were, about the current situation out there at the king's location, William started to think about something else.

He knew the moment his army joined the king's, things would totally change. His potions would make all the difference and winning was already set in stone.

As he thought this far, he couldn't help but think about another issue, a far more important one than just winning this war.

"You want me to leave my king and come with you? Nonsense!" the moment William told Sloth to follow him away from here, the latter grew instantly mad, "What went wrong in your head? Dammit!"

"It seems the toxin in the air is getting stronger," William felt how Sloth suffered a change in his attitude and returned to looking like the impulsive and impatient version of himself. And that was evidence of how thick the toxin in the air was.

"Spread the word, let everyone use two potions every five minutes… Watch out for signs of their attitude change and decline in power. All the vices, team leaders, and masters about middle stage dark gold grade shall take three potions, not two."

Once he spotted such change, he instantly took out his friends' Bullets and spread the new instruction over.

"What the heck are you talking about?" Sloth was still fuming with rage, only to get an answer from William by taking three potions and handing them to him, "cheers," he said, and Sloth reactively grabbed and drank them like a nice kid!

"Oh…" the moment he drank them, and his temper started to grow milder, "you want me to follow you out, why?"

As he regained his calmness and mind clarity, William heaved an inner sigh of relief.

"I know you are deadly worried over your king, but you are well aware that my potions will solve the situation and disaster."

"That's not enough for me to go away and leave my king's side," Sloth paused, "give me a proper reason to do so."

"Revenge," William slowly said, pausing for a few seconds before adding, "you and others, the king even, shall have their chance in executing justice from the ones who did all this, right?"

The moment William said it, the eyes of Sloth changed. He wasn't the only one who experienced such an intense reaction, but all the masters who came with Sloth also showed the same fierce response.

They were watching everything going on between these two using their spirit sense. They heard what William said, and couldn't help but jump to the same unbelievable conclusion that Sloth reached.

"You have a way to get these motherf*ckers?" Sloth lost his cool, but this time it wasn't thanks to the effect of the toxin, "tell me, tell me everything!"

"We need to walk away first," William knew if Sloth and other high-end masters could already see the ongoing battle at the king's side by their spirit senses, then the enemy's leaders could do the same as well.

"Ok, let me get more help," Sloth was about to speak with his mates when he got their affirmation to go with him using spirit telepathy.

"They are more eager to go," Sloth laughed, "let's go, they are already on the move."

William's worries weren't groundless, as few of the dark leaders were keeping an eye over him, Sloth, and others. But they weren't this attentive like how William feared, didn't bother to spy over what they were saying at least.