Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

When that purple eyed leader tried to divinate their origins, he found out that they weren't merchants nor spirit masters living in this fort.

And when he thought about who they were, a flash of an idea popped in his mind. When he tested this thought, he was surprised to see it was true.

"Who are they?" Ben couldn't help but ask his leader directly. There was nothing out of normal in these folks, aside from having a large gathering of gold and dark gold spirit masters in their ranks.

"Dark spirit masters!" the leader said in an icy cold tone, before turning to face his trusted elders, "gather up everyone, notify the guards, notify other impacts, even notify the Refos group and the royalties in this damn place… We are going to have a big battle soon."

"This…" the lady in the group was about to say her doubts, but Ben stopped her with a glare from his eyes.

To her, to anyone here, even if these people were dark spirit masters, that didn't mean they were here for blood like usual.

In such a gathering and huge event, it was expected that dark spirit masters would appear here. But that didn't mean they came here for trouble.

That was what this lady wanted to say, but she got stopped by Ben. Who was their leader? He was someone who was blessed by the time element, could see through the thick shackles of time and knew answers to things that didn't yet happen.

If he wanted to summon such a grand gathering of spirit masters, even informing the ancient families in the fort, then it meant one thing… Things here were going to end up quite ugly, one way or another.

At this moment, William was already standing in deep silence, watching the seven buildings as if they were some sort of a grand mystery.

Thomas was now working over the seventh building, deciphering it. When he drew the scrolls of traps around the building, William inspected them for an hour or so, but didn't get any clue at all.

They all looked like normal traps drawn before. And these new scrolls didn't add much to the entire drawing.

Right now, the entire face was there, only missing the part in between the lips and nose. William resigned at last and let Thomas start drawing the last building, while he kept his silence, thinking about his next move.

"Shall I deactivate the buildings one by one? Or should I start attacking them all at once?" William was puzzled about this. He got twenty knives, and so he could arrange three of them to each building.

Yet he wasn't sure if this was going to work. Plus, deactivating these traps always ended up with detonation and a fierce wave of explosions.

If that happened to any building here, then these buildings would be long gone before getting anything from them.

William wanted to clear the traps, then go inside the buildings and search them thoroughly. He felt like some sort of huge secret was laid in these buildings. And so, damaging these old buildings was out of the question.

He thought about using some sort of protective array to defend these buildings, but that wasn't feasible. He needed lots of materials to do so.

Putting materials aside, he needed to lay down such arrays from within the buildings. And that was something he couldn't do right now.

He was sure the old tales he heard before were all lies. No one cleared a single trap here. The best they did was to trigger and detonate traps, ending up suffering heavy losses without achieving anything.

With such a dense net of traps, no one would be able to set foot inside this place without getting bombarded with deadly explosions. And as this place was heavily sealed by arrays, it was easy to fabricate anything.

William stood in front of the seven buildings, lost in what to do. And when he was standing there, he suddenly heard weird noises coming from one direction.

"This…" William was startled by such noises. And when he turned, he saw they came from the direction of the gate of this place. "Is someone knocking perhaps on the closed gate or what?" he muttered, while Thomas stopped what he was doing and looked at his master in puzzlement.

"No, keep working," as the noises of hitting or attacking the gate kept coming, William motioned with his hand towards Thomas to keep drawing.

Then he went towards the gate, wondering about what was going on out there.

No one would dare to come in here without his permission. That was something he was sure of. And hearing such sounds coming from the gate made him guess that it was Remy's doing.

"What? Did she finish the bet and wanted to tell me the total count of wealth? Or did she calculate my share and wants to inform me about it?"

He was puzzled until he finally went outside his territory. And there he found Remy standing in front of the gate, hitting it with her hammer like weapon.

That wasn't what attracted William's attention, but the people around her did. Remy wasn't alone, as she was guarded by many dark gold spirit masters of her group.

From the look on their faces, these folks seemed to grow vigilant against something. And William didn't need to ask to know the answer.

Opposite to Remy was another group of spirit masters, one that didn't pale in comparison, even were much bigger in number.

William didn't recognise a single one of these, but he could tell they were hellish strong and brutal. From the look over Remy and her guards, William was sure these folks meant trouble. And yet he didn't know what made such scary dudes come here.

"What's happening here?" William's best guess was that a feud started because Remy prevented accepting any more bids. Thomas already informed him of her decision when he went outside to bring food as usual.