Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



"Listen to me, I'm going to give you something to cure the toxin you and others suffered. This is a game changer for you, for everyone. Select a capable team of one hundred formidable masters, and make them get ready to massacre the enemies."

"Ok… Let's see what the hell are you talking about…" Sloth was under the effect of the toxin, and his personality changed dramatically. William got used to this weird side of him and knew it was expected for him and others to doubt his words.

The master army entrapped out there had many formidable and well-knowledgeable masters. So it was expected for them to doubt his words as they never felt the presence of any toxin in the air.

William told Sloth to follow the distant sounds of explosions and battle, while he continued massacring the monsters. He was feeling a little doubt about something. He fought and killed with others tons of monsters, yet it felt like the pressure over there was still strong and threatening.

William was sure he attracted many monsters, and that didn't explain why the pressure wasn't relieved that much. When the dark masters attacked, they came with swarms of monsters, many ended up dead and the remaining ones were surrounding him.

There was no explanation for such a weird phenomenon. And so he decided to take his time and explore the enemy areas, with the help of Sloth and his team of course.

He wasn't that suicidal to act alone, go and deal with dark masters of much higher power than him. He'd use Sloth and his one hundred team as a vanguard unit, distracting the attention of the dark master leaders, while he'd do the scout mission.

He knew he wouldn't escape the attention of the dark master leaders this easily, but compared to the team of high-end masters, he was a mere fly not worthy of paying attention to.

He didn't try to explain all this to Sloth when he met him. He knew the latter wasn't in his best form, and trying to knock any sense into him was futile. He just lured Sloth by using the card of the survival odds of the royal family and the kingdom, making the latter fall for his words and buy all of them without any doubt.

"So these are the rumoured potions? Will see what they do right away… F*ck! What the heck happened to me?!!!"

The moment he gulped the potion, his eyes froze for a few seconds before his breathing changed. William didn't know what was going on, but soon enough Sloth looked much better.

William realised this was the process of cleansing the toxin off his body. And when he saw the eyes of Sloth, returning to look sharp and deep again, he knew he got cured of this toxin.

"Thanks," without saying much, Sloth expressed his gratitude and cupped his hands towards William. He didn't say more than this, but deep inside he was feeling more gratitude towards William, plus admiration.

If not for this youngster to sniff the toxin that no one else felt, their fate would be doomed. "Do you know for how long these potions will last?"

"That's one of the tasks I want you to handle," William said before explaining in great detail what he was doing and wanted Sloth and others to do.

"I don't know why I didn't notice this before, but out there a gathering of big gates is located," the moment Sloth said these words, all the mysteries got solved. William's eyes shone brightly, feeling this did indeed explain the insane number of monsters the dark masters sent for days on two fronts.

William also realised why they focused on using monsters, not caring even if they got slaughtered in his hands. "They are waiting for something…" William jumped to the next wild guess in his mind, "Are you sure the king is alright? The royal family is well protected?"

"Yes, they are surrounded by the royal guards… Why?" Sloth knew William wasn't going to mention such a point without something in his mind, something grand and dangerous.

"And you know all of them?" William knew Sloth was curious about his interest in such a point, and yet he didn't bother to explain anything yet.

"They are all old friends and comrades in arms," Sloth felt like William was suspecting someone of the guards. And so he had to make it clear how much he trusted them.

He guessed it right, but his words didn't help in convincing or changing William's mind.

"I have a task for you," William paused, "it's a bit dangerous and you won't like it."

"Just tell me whom you suspect and why," Sloth didn't like how William used to speak about things, and preferred the more direct approach, "I vow on my life if any is involved in this, I'll personally kill him!"

"It's just a hunch," William wasn't lying, yet his words made Sloth's eyebrows rise up in surprise, "but I believe there is someone out there, someone close to the king, a traitor!"

"Why do you suspect that? You have to give me something so I can work on this issue with full heart and dedication," if anyone else dared to accuse any of the old friends, the royal guards, then Sloth wouldn't hesitate to silence him with force even. But this was William, and he got lots of credit to add more weight to his words than any normal master.

"You saw how this toxin works, and yet the enemy doesn't seem that distressed by the elongation of battle," William thought for a short minute before adding, "They look as if they are waiting for something. The toxin we all suffered isn't that hard to deal with, not that much deadly. Yet the king was suffering the most out of it. I suspect someone close to the king, someone still present near him right now, and that traitor is about to kill him."