Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

William intended to wipe out all the enemies here, pave a path toward the underground base, and kill many of the enemies inside.

The king knew what William intended, so the moment the Troll appeared, he gave his orders for everyone to break free from the fights and retreat.

It wasn't that easy to do so, and even if William took much longer this time to activate the Troll, the king didn't manage to recall more than ten percent of the entire army.

This was expected. After all, if the masters tried to retreat, the dark masters wouldn't give them the chance to do so. Yet the king worried for nothing. William never intended to use his Troll against the frontline enemies.

The moment he and others activated the Troll, things started to turn truly bad for the dark masters! They finally woke up over the deadly and unstoppable attacks from the Troll.

They tried to defend, but it was futile. They tried to retreat, but it was pointless. In the end, they tried to run back into the underground base. Yet they couldn't make it in time, not to mention William never intended to let the bass go unscathed from his attacks.

This time it was different, not only because he intended to last as long as it took to destroy everything and kill everyone on the surface, but because the king joined this time.

With this, the Troll was officially used to its full power. The attack came swiftly, and the damage it left behind at any place it landed was quite clear.

It was catastrophic for the enemy, and nothing they tried worked. William persisted for two hours, much more than what he ever used his Troll for.

The supreme mode was quite lethal, but it had the disadvantage of covering up a little area in a short time. He needed two hours to cover most of the area controlled before by the enemy and focused for half an hour at the underground base entrance.

He couldn't tell if he killed so many or not if he caused enough damage to the underground space or not. All he did was to try and move the two deadly rays from one side to another, slowly trying to kill anyone and damage anything down below.

All the masters were watching this as if they were watching a magical show. William's Troll was seen once by most of the masters when he used it before at the surface battle and hit the flying dragons.

And yet this was totally different. The scale, magnitude, and ferocity of this Troll took the masters who were at the surface by surprise.

When the attack started, William made sure to avoid the frontline. The first places he hit were a few hundred of metres behind the frontline, ending up creating a weird gulf behind this frontline, enlarged by the explosions that erupted from his attack.

Then the masters killed their foes in a short time, and all retreated. They didn't need anyone to order them, and simply moved back, the moment they broke free from their enemies.

"This behemoth of yours is indeed something," the king couldn't help but express his admiration towards it, "I'm glad I can control it…"

"Don't dream about having it," William interrupted the king, before pointing out towards Anjie, "I've made it for her."

"That's even better," the father looked at his daughter, and for the first time ever, he felt her future was in safe hands as long as William was on her side.

"Gather everyone, we'll go into that last base and win this," the king turned around, spreading his orders, while William took back his Troll. The Troll killed tons of enemies, but there were still many more surviving the assault of the Troll.

They might be huge in number, but they spread all over the place, scattered. They weren't united, and suffered lots of wounds thanks to the explosions that stemmed from the attacks of the Troll, and that made the task of taking them down quite easy.

They weren't the same enemies who stood like unmovable mountains in front of everyone before. In less than one hour, the entire surface belonged to the masters. And the early batches of vanguard teams got dispatched to the underground base.

William joined the early batches, alongside all the high-end masters in the army. The holes the Troll created to the base were all wide, and the attacks left deeper holes at the base like ugly scars.

The moment William jumped through one hole, alongside Fang, he found lots of enemies waiting for them down below.

"They don't get scared easily, are they really dark masters?" Fang asked, and William couldn't help but give the old man next to him a weird glance.

"Why are you following me?" William couldn't help but ask, as it felt weird when Fang kept trailing him anywhere he went.

"I want to keep you safe," Fang shrugged, "you know there are lots of high-end masters down there, right?"

"..." William didn't know why, but it felt like Fang grew a weird obsession with the Troll. The old man didn't want to miss a chance and try this weapon. And William's guesses were right.

Fang found it hard to stay on the side, watching everyone else using the Troll and destroying the world around. It was something that he didn't like, didn't accept, and just wanted to try and convince William to let him play with that lethal toy.

The hole William selected was in the outer area of the base. William selected it so he could simply explore the base, and look for his enemies fast.

He didn't want to get distracted by the fights with other dark masters. So he felt it weird to have Fang on his side, as he used to do such tasks solo.

But what Fang said was indeed true. It was expected to meet lots of high-end enemies all across the base. So it wasn't a bad idea to have someone like Fang by his side.