Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

At least the clan had their defensive preparations, the huge wall and various huge weapons to rely upon.

Unlike them, the other two armies were fighting monsters in the open. Not to mention no matter how many spirit masters they had; their number wouldn't be equal to the army of a clan fighting for its survival at its homebase.

All that made their situation actually much more serious than the clan's.

​ As everyone snapped back from their sense of disdain towards these four, they realised again how distressing the current situation was.

"What shall we do now?" it was the question that everyone had in mind. As William kept claiming, he got a way to save their clan. So, this was the moment to prove that everything he claimed was true.

"We have to wait for them," yet William responded with such confusing words.

"Wait?!!! How?!!! Wait for who?!!!" Claine was on the verge of exploding in William's face when he heard what the latter said.

Yet unlike what everyone expected, William went towards the nearest flight of stairs directly before hopping over to the top.

Looking at each other, and without having the need to say anything, they started following.

And then a gruesome scene was lying in wait for them.

"This… Are you sure we have to wait?" Kong clenched both fists. Even if he looked in disdain towards the backs of the four retreating spirit masters, he couldn't help but feel his legs turn soft at the sight before him.

The entire place in front of the walls was covered in a densely packed seemingly endless swarm of monsters, fighting against a smaller number of spirit masters.

Just from watching for a few seconds, anyone could tell how brutal and desperate this fight was. And that drove a sense of weakness and helplessness inside every single one of them.

They were just weak spirit masters. They were young and considered strong in the eyes of their peers. But to the entire world, they were insignificant ants.

Could such a group of less than a hundred weak spirit masters do anything here? Could the survival of their clan really depend on their actions?

How would they make a move against such an insanely terrifying army of monsters?

"We have to wait… For them."

"Them?!!!" hearing the few words of William and the look of seriousness that he wore again made them realise something. And in the next moment, everyone's hearts fell to their knees.

This wasn't the end of their nightmare. Their true nightmare was yet to start.

Just the monster tide of second degree attacking here was enough to devastate the clan base to the ground. And yet William here was hinting about the presence of a more terrifying enemy that had yet to appear.

How the heck did he know all these? And how in the world was he able to hold his composure and calm despite knowing all this?

William kept glaring at the distance. The sight of spirit masters dying was indeed painful, but he grew dull to it.

"This is called a big battle? Humph! You are just country pumpkins who didn't see enough of the real world yet!" William heard the soft whispers of fear, doubt, and shock coming from all over the place. Even the stronger and more experienced spirit masters on the wall whispered the same words.

He remained calm despite all the chaos and terror spreading like wildfire around him. And that wasn't a show or act as everyone guessed. He was truly calm. Once he knew his enemy, spotted their weakness, and got prepared to turn tables around, his calmness would always prevail over everything else.

And that all stemmed in his confidence in crushing any scary enemy in front of him.

Afraid? Of course, he was! He was a human, just like them. Even when he was in his top form of power, he still felt fear.

But the key was how he dealt with such fear. Would he succumb to it and let fear take control over him and paralyse his mind and senses?

No, he wasn't that type of a spirit master.

If he got afraid of something, he'd do everything in his power to find a way to face the source of such terror and tear it apart by facing it head on and crush it.

And that was what he intended to do exactly right here.

In almost all situations he faced like this one, when he moved to face the source of his danger, his enemy would never expect his weak prey to get balls to come and face him head on.

Surprising attacks always worked magic in his past life. And using unexpected tactics and unheard of plans were his greatest assets in any hard fight.

Especially when all his tactics aimed towards the deadly weaknesses of his enemy.

And he used to get his actions misinterpreted by even his allies. But that didn't affect his mindset and kept the end goal in front of his eyes.

Just like now, when everyone took him for a fool, he didn't flinch and kept preparing. When everyone felt hope was dead and there was no light at the end of this pitch black tunnel, he held a scorching red flaring torch high up and led the way.

He was just waiting for the big players to arrive. He knew going by logic, such a scale of monster tide was enough for him to start acting.

And yet there was something that seemed off in his eyes… There was still a scary figure on their side, Berry's grandfather. And this old monster didn't act yet.

William got his reasons to not move. But how about that old man?

'Don't tell me… You already sniffed that something is off,' William could only reflect on such an explanation to explain Berry's grandfather's actions.

He sent out all the elites and strong spirit masters to the battlefield. Yet William never saw any of the dark gold spirit masters, the elders he was aware of.