Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



William had a monstrous weapon, one that could control the earth's elements perfectly fine. Yet he still needed all of them to make the scary grand technique.

"Screw it! Taking one out won't greatly weaken my technique. And I'm already close to my limit, so it won't differ if I stopped now…"

He decided to take the risk after five more minutes, ending up taking the monstrous weapon with earth element out from the formation. The moment he did that, the entire grand technique faltered, and started to show signs of instability, and its effect wasn't that great in the end.

He didn't care about that. He left his earth-based monstrous weapon to handle the restructure of the entire terrain around him while he kept defending the zone he selected as his rest spot with other monstrous weapons.

Even if his grand technique suffered a weakness, it was still scary. The petrification effect continued, but lasted for much less time, and covered a much smaller area.

William gave his earth-based monstrous weapon half an hour. During this, the entire terrain for an area close to two kilometres radius got totally changed. There was now a big hill, with a very vertical surface that'd stop any incoming monster. The hill rose up for almost five hundred metres, with different levels on which William planned to scatter his monstrous weapons there, acting as the main assault units.

Monsters would be stopped using this terrain, but the dark masters wouldn't. And yet William wasn't worried.

"Let's go," William called back all of the ten monstrous weapons, turning them into ornaments and equipment surrounding his body. Then he flashed, crossing hundreds of metres while releasing two monstrous weapons on each stage.

The newly constructed hill was circular in shape, and it had five stages before the very top point. William scattered his monstrous weapons before he took the post of the highest point there.

"Time for me to rest," he knew this wasn't exactly a rest, as enemies still flooded this place from many directions, but at least he got rid of one problem for now.

As he predicted, monsters couldn't even scratch their way up to his monstrous weapons. But then it came down to the dark masters, who were able to cross the distance to the stages using different techniques.

Even before they arrived at the stages, they were all bombarded either by his monstrous weapons or flying ones. He kept his flying weapons circulating around the hill, ending up protecting the entire structure, and stopping anyone trying to climb up.

"He is smart indeed," seeing this made everyone watching William smile in satisfaction. They all predicted him to get tired sooner or later, and they were curious about what he'd do to save himself from the enemies around.

Many thought he'd continue fighting them using standard methods, techniques, and such. Yet others argued that if he grew tired, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing. The only option he had was to escape and return to any group scattered here, seeking refuge and shelter there.

The closest one was Fang, and the latter also thought the same, actually waiting for William to make such a move. He intended to use this as a favour, getting closer to William. Yet the latter never thought about such an option in the first.

"He is really hard to grasp and read… A true genius is a pain in the as*," Fang sighed, shook his head as he knew he missed a good chance to get closer to William, "it's better to wait for another opportunity then. I found it hard to believe he is going all out, all alone, without the need for any help at some point…"

Yet he was destined to be disappointed. William built a strong fort for himself. By eliminating more than half of the enemies by using this method from the very beginning, he saved himself tons of trouble and headaches.

All he needed to do was to spread his flying weapons around and hit anyone trying to climb up while leaving the stronger or the faster ones to his monstrous weapons.

The pressure was relieved greatly, and yet it was still there. William estimated that he'd take roughly half a day until he'd finish his rest. And then he started to watch others while things went according to his will.

He was the one who got it nice so far. He killed when he wanted, he rested whenever he wished, and he didn't suffer a single wound or something. But others had to struggle to do something close to his results.

He spotted Fang, fighting monsters and dark masters like a death reaper. He was unstoppable, and yet he was alone. Fighting too many enemies ended up in him being surrounded, had to consume elixirs from time to time.

For someone like him, drinking a few elixirs wouldn't add any value. So he needed to consume almost one hundred bottles every time he needed to replenish the scary amount of his spirit power.

As for the three teams led by the high-end kingdom masters, they were doing fine. They were just killing on much lesser speed than him or Fang despite having lots of high-end masters. That was because they worked to protect the weaker guild masters, a thing that made William grateful to all of them.

Even if they were advancing and killing their way slower than him and Fang, they were still doing a good job. "This place looks as if it extends for the open plains we appeared at, and all the mountainous regions as well…" After checking on others, he shifted his attention upwards, "I wonder what's the use of such a formation up there…"

He shifted his attention towards the formation drawn over the ceiling of this place. Even after running and moving away from the entrance he came from, the formation still spread over and extended even beyond what his eyes could see.