Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



Yet the moment this troublemaker group moved, the dark leaders instantly noticed them.

"They are going away? Right now?!"

"Something doesn't sound right!"

"We should send a few to stop them!"

"We don't have time for that!" their leader shouted in more annoyance than before, "we have to try one last time to take that f*cking king down. If we fail, we'll retreat and live to fight another day."

His words made perfect sense. They tried during the past hours for many times to breach the tight defences surrounding the paths to that valley. And yet they failed!

With the approach of William's masters, the dark leaders felt like death was drawing closer. They didn't know why they felt this way, but it was clear the entire army coming here didn't suffer anything from the toxin!

Even when the grand leader burnt more spirit power to release more toxins, they ended up without gaining any results! The army suffered from the toxin, and showed its unique signs of weakness, loss of temper, and delusional effects even, just for a few minutes!

Then everything changed! The dark leaders decided to give it a go for one last time, try their best to breach these stubborn masters, and kill the king. Failure meant retreat, the loss of this war, and the entire preparations they made for years.

It wasn't the most perfect outcome, but it wasn't either the worst.

Their desire to score a win here, not lose what they painstakingly prepared for this moment, they missed the critical moment in the entire war. And after that, their lives were doomed, and the best outcome they'd get was to be locked in prison for the rest of their lives.

"Now we are away from their senses," Sloth and others who came with him knew why William acted like that, "tell us, what do you have in mind?"

"I know where they are going to escape from," William dropped such a bomb, and everyone's face changed at once. They got the value of what these words meant. And without the need to say anymore, they all followed William towards that location.

William was still feeling sceptical about directly going there. He didn't know if the dark leaders would fetch a few of them to track their moves or not. So instead of heading directly towards that spot, he went in the totally opposite direction, taking a longer time just to make sure the deadly strike would land successfully at the end.

The last attempt to kill the king was really the most brutal attack the dark leaders launched ever. They even joined the fight themselves for the first time, unleashing deadly techniques and devastating waves of attacks over the masters shielding the king.

Things looked bad, and for a long time there, many thought they'd fail to stop this attack, and would fail to protect the king.

The masters lost hope until a fierce clash happened from one side. A group of scarily strong masters appeared there, killing their path, heading steadily toward them.

"Reinforcements!"

"They are here!"

"Stand tall, stand might, protect the king without fright!"

Many shouted, and lots more screamed in delight and shock. They were feeling as if they already won the war. Just seeing fresh masters coming, so strong and scary on top of that, made them feel more secure in the safety of their king, for the future of their kingdom.

None ever thought that even before these masters would arrive there, a large number of rings were thrown in the air. Using wind techniques, they all moved and fell in the middle of the entrapped master ranks.

"Use the potions inside, distribute them over everyone now!" one master shouted from behind, blocked by lots of monsters and dark masters, "three potions each, consumed once per five minutes… Do it and save your king!"

The one who shouted was one of the masters who came from the other world. But he and others already grasped the ins and outs of the entire situation and knew what these masters were fighting for.

The situation was very intense and critical that these masters feared they'd not make it in time to save them. So they agreed on using this method, hoping the masters inside would believe them.

The moment the rings got tossed, the strongest masters overwatching the battle and leading others moved and collected them. They already heard the news from Sloth and saw the effects of these potions on him and the small team he had.

They first tested it, and when they regained their clarity and long-lost power, they realised everything.

"Distribute these potions equally," they started to shout, "take three potions every five minutes… We will win this war, we definitely will!"

Once the big shots decided that, everyone started to take the potions and consume them according to these orders. The moment they gulped the first batch, they felt instant recovery from the toxic effect.

Their minds regained clarity again, and their sealed powers were unleashed. The enemies they fought desperately against before to halt their advance were looking for nothing more than dried weed in front of them.

They crushed all, and pushed the enemies back, so fast that even many dark leaders didn't have enough time to react and retreat.

Many got entangled in the unstoppable flood of masters. The entrapped army of the Novistic kingdom was venting the endless rage and humiliation they felt for many weeks. Even if a god was here, he'd have turned around, and ran without looking back!

The ones who were lucky enough to react fast ran, and the only thought they had was to go towards the safe exit they secured before launching the attack.

Lest to their knowledge that such a route wasn't safe anymore. William led Sloth and others on a long detour, explaining everything about the plan he had in mind. They liked what he said and added even a few touches to his plan, to make sure they wouldn't just capture the leaders but also kill everyone and everything else.