Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



"Can you show me the places they died at?" William suddenly spoke up, and everyone looked at him with different emotions.

"What do you have in mind?" Stark was already on the verge of losing himself when William said his piece. He knew this youngster would never do something out of boredom or curiosity. If William asked for such a weird request, then it was just safe to assume he got a clue about something.

"I frankly don't know, but…" William paused, looked at Lara before adding, "she got attacked by a formation that can't be known by Richard. Don't ask me how I know, but I'm sure the attack that happened at the portal area, detonated the entire building, and sealed the door towards the Lost city, wasn't done by Richard."

"Then by whom?! Is he also the one who killed my son?" Stark was really desperate, like any father hearing the news about the loss of his son.

"Let me check first," William said in absolute seriousness, "then I'll let you know if I reached anything."

"Thanks," Stark took out a Message Paper, handed it to William. The latter gave him and Lara his Bullets, so they could speak with him all the time about any development.

And then William left with Lina, Sara, Ro, Ibra, and Thomas, following people from the Vancouf family. After this day, there weren't anymore factions inside the Vancouf family, it was united, with deep wounds and heavy losses, yet ended up united and not destroyed.

"Do you believe now that you are a disaster magnet? Tsk! I have never heard of someone with such ability like yours!"

"Shut up!"

William walked in the middle of his five vices and friends, while Ibra kept pestering him like this. William knew what Ibra said might be true, but he didn't feel any regret about having such luck.

After all, if not for the presence of the interworld portal under this city, he'd never have thought about fighting back or causing any trouble here.

"By the way, I see that young lady of the Vancouf family quite interesting, right?" Ro turned towards William, acting as the fire starter.

William could already sniff the gunpowder from her words. He knew this was going to be a little issue among his girls, and he knew how to best deal with all this; ignoring what they say!

Sometimes being silent was the best answer to a few solutions.

"Thomas, you need to use your technique all the time," William ignored that troublemaker, turned to Thomas and said.

"Starting from now?" Thomas used to act a bit cold and silent when he was with anyone but William. After all, the other vices always called him the Trouble Lord behind his back all the time.

"Yes," William paused, "I want to see if there are traces of people other than those belonging to the city."

"I got it," Thomas nodded, activated his technique, while Sara couldn't help but ask:

"What do you suspect?"

"I sniff the dirty smell of dark masters," what William said made their faces change a little bit.

"Aren't these rats hiding since that war five years ago?" Lina asked what everyone was thinking about.

"That happened five years ago," William didn't agree with what they thought about, "and we aren't in the Scorching Lands. Dark masters might be cowards, but they are quite resilient. I'm sure part of what happened is connected in a way or another with dark masters."

"Hmm… If there are any courageous and ambitious rats here, then it's our duty to eradicate them, right?" Ibra looked at others, and they all nodded in firm and decisive ways.

The Black Tails team lived and interacted with William the most during the past five years. And without knowing it, they got infected by his deep hatred and enmity towards such traitors.

In fact the entire Fox guild was famous in the nearby areas as the Anti-Dark Master folks. They always accepted any work and tasks related to dark masters. Not to mention their glorious rise five years ago in the ashes of many dark masters.

"Let's just hope they are still here," William knew that getting a clue about the presence of the dark masters in the city was something, and finding these despicable traitors was another thing.

He didn't want to just confirm his guesses and doubts, he wanted to find and kill most of them, capture a few, and gain any possible intel about their true identities and missions.

The small team went towards the place where Stark's son was killed. It was a nice two storey mansion, surrounded by what once was a thriving and grand green garden.

But now it was all ruined. There were deep holes everywhere, lots of dead bodies, and even smoke tongues were still rising from different places of the destroyed mansion.

"What do you see?" William entered the mansion, to see more dead bodies. He turned to Thomas, and didn't care about anything else.

"There are indeed quite interesting traces here," Thomas moved his eyes around, seemingly seeing different coloured threads that were heading towards the horizon, "this one, this, and this are all connected with the alien forces."

Thomas could see traces and connections of karma, but he had no way to identify the identities of anyone. William knew of a technique that could help Thomas identify the relation of anyone to him using his karma element. Yet it was a very advanced technique, one that he had to wait to arrive to the higher realm to teach it to this youth.

But now it was enough to identify the identities of the mysterious figures in all this mess. Thomas pointed towards a group of twenty or something just in this grand and destroyed hall.

"Gather me everything on them, and follow me around," William said to others, while patting on Thomas' shoulder. The latter kept moving around the mansion, pointing towards anyone who got weird connections in his vision.