Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



"Sorry my liege, but my weapon needs time to be adjusted and charged," William apologised to the king, "I need to find the most suitable location for my weapon to show its might."

"It's indeed quite handy," the king nodded, "but you said it'll be used to take down the mountains around."

"I know, but I couldn't build it the way I wanted," William didn't want to use the weapon for now, wanted to let them go and fight the dark masters first, try to find any trap before using his weapon.

And he was still feeling a bit salty about losing the dragons. So he wanted them to struggle a little on top of that.

"Cool, but the masters are tired," Sloth shrugged, not buying any of what William just said, "We need to wait for a few days then."

"Risking more monsters to arrive? Come on, we need to go and start dealing with those dark masters."

"But we don't have lots of bridges towards the peaks of mountains," a formidable master belonging to the kingdom said, "and these peaks are filled with lots of traps and explosive formations."

"We will build more then," William didn't care about this, " we need to pave paths to all the peaks of the mountains. Dark masters filling these places are the ones protecting the shield. Without taking them down, we won't be able to get out."

"Ok…" the king looked at everyone before adding, "I'll go and supervise over everything from the tent, You make sure to build lots of paths first, protect them quite well. Also, send more scouts to the valleys, we need to get rid of the monsters inside these, and place more pressure on the dark masters."

"Yes, my king," everyone said and bowed while getting the point behind the king's idea. He wanted them to go into the valleys, and keep the dark masters busy, while they'd build paths and head toward the peak.

This would place more pressure on the dark masters. They might be in very well-secured places, but they were also entrapped there, without a way out.

Everyone started to discuss what to do, but William had a different opinion.

The dark masters would never entrap themselves in a place without a way out. For such veterans in digging the hills and building bases underground, he was sure of the presence of at least one huge base under all these mountains. From there, they could escape using tunnels.

He didn't want to let a single one of them escape. Monsters might be considered the main problem they had to deal with since coming here, but William knew the crux of the problem came from the dark masters.

They were the ones pulling strings from behind the curtain, the ones who were executing the schemes of the ones leading all this.

Taking them out of the game would change the entire situation, and the leaders wouldn't have a way out to solve any of this.

As he watched everyone get arranged into teams, few went to rest, few went to venture in the valleys, scout them, search for any monsters, and attract the attention of dark masters, he started to gather the one thousand masters who just joined his guild.

They didn't get the chance to do anything remarkable yet. And William intended to lead them, digging the ground till he found an entrance to the underground base.

Then he'd start attacking and clearing the base, collect any riches there, and prepare a place for the formidable masters to train on using the Troll.

Trying to control such a behemoth wasn't an easy feat, not even for the pinnacle-grade masters.

William had to let them train and get used to how to pour their spirit power in different ratios to release the different attacks from the Troll. To control the Troll, they need to release their spirit power in certain amounts and rates, and they have to do this together.

This needed training, and he wouldn't let them train on the surface for that. If so, then he'd warn the enemies about the various abilities of his Troll, ending up losing such a scary card in such a foolish way.

As everyone went to do their tasks, while most of the masters started to help in building paths towards all the mountain peaks here, Anjie came with one thousand masters, or what remained of them.

"We lost around two hundred of them," Anjie sighed, looking at the remaining masters, while they didn't feel any regret. In fact, they were quite excited about being in front of William again.

"Don't blame them," William nodded in appreciation and recognition, "they don't deserve to be in my guild if they leant to safety, didn't join, and risked their lives in the battle, just like their master."

His words were clear, he highly appreciated what they did, highly valued the sacrifices they made, and that made them more excited.

"So master… Are we going to do something special? Something dangerous?" One of them spoke what everyone had in their minds right now. Once they heard from Anjie about this, their minds ran wild with different thoughts.

"Sure, don't tell me you are afraid," he laughed, and they all shook their heads, and said in unison: Never!

"Good lads," William acted as if he was an old master overlooking his disciples or something.

"Where are we going? And which enemy are we going to hit?" Anjie asked, and everyone's eyes fixed on William.

The latter waited for a few seconds, before hitting the ground with his feet, "we are going down, going to look for the hidden base of the enemy, take them out, and kill them all."

"..." Hearing this made everyone's blood boil, south with desire and will to fight. And yet the masters who heard all this from far couldn't help but inwardly sigh.

"This kid… He isn't a magnet for trouble, he is a trouble seeker, a far troublesome kind…"