Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"Trying to go away from my reach? No way! You'll stay by my side, fight together. If you slacked, I swear…"

"Fine, fine, don't try to threaten me, I won't slack," the Nightmare monster said such apologetic words, in a tone that was void of any apology or sense of blaming.

"You too are going to fight," William turned to the flying balls of lights. And before anyone would say any lie, he added, "I know you can absorb one's spirit power and kill him in mere minutes. Together, you can bring down any target in mere seconds! So, don't slack."

"..." he got no response from the Transformers, but they knew they couldn't hide it from him. He knew, knew everything related to them, knew all their secrets, and that was simply frustrating as it was weird.

"They are here!" Fang jumped next and appeared by William's side, "why didn't you build a formation for me?"

"Do you take me as a candy shop owner or what?" William rolled his eyes, before turning to look at the front. The gate gushed out many enemies, all dressed in black, with cloaks covering up even their features, "this isn't a battle needing to use such a weapon."

"I can kill anything coming no matter what!" Fang didn't drop his desire to use that formation one more time.

"Just get used to this," William evilly laughed, "no more lightning formations for you to play with in the near future. Let's go, let's kill all of them, on me!"

William didn't stand back to entertain Fang, moved fast, and flashed directly towards the incoming enemies. The first batch was formed of a few hundred, but then more started to come.

The early batches fell victim to the traps and arrays around and got killed fast. But then the traps got exhausted, and the arrays were lacking the ability to stop them all. William didn't move alone, as other masters stationed here moved, fought against the incoming enemies bravely, stopping them from advancing.

They got an area of a few hundred metres around the gate to gather and station at. But when the high-end enemies appeared, they pushed the line back further, doubling and tripling that area in no time.

Masters around felt the pressure, yet William already saw such a thing coming. The enemies coming from that pocket world weren't all weak. Even if they killed lots of their high-end members, there were still enough to cause problems here.

"Let me use the formation," Fang shouted at the top of his lungs when that happened, but William didn't comply.

"Just keep fighting, and we'll slowly retreat," he looked behind before adding, "They secured a huge area already, we can use that."

He wasn't wrong. During the past hours, the masters here fought the enemies pushed for more distance, and gained more land. They controlled enough area to allow them to retreat safely without many issues.

Not to mention the enemies coming from the big hill weren't that strong nor threatening like the ones coming from the pocket world. And that was mainly because they never saw the appearance of masters here coming.

Unlike them, the enemies coming from the pocket world were prepared for a deadly fight. William knew the king and other high-end masters could spot such differences, and they'd rearrange their forces, making sure to send more stronger allies to this side of battle.

In the next half an hour, what he predicted happened. The king sent Sloth, leading lots of high-end masters, close to eighty percent of the total count the army had. With their arrival, things started to stabilise again.

"Easy boys, the big dudes are here," Sloth said in a loud and happy tone, yet what he got was an enraged shout from Fang.

"Screw you! Big dudes? You are just big idiots," Fang fumed with rage, making Sloth and others even pause for a few seconds in their tracks. They all looked at him, and behind Fang, William started to madly laugh.

"He is just pissed off because you cut way over his expected play with formations," William couldn't prevent himself from pointing toward Fang and saying these words.

"Screw you as well! As you know, why didn't you let me play with these before this is all over? Huh?"

"Come on, a big guy like yourself and still want to fcking play? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" William pointed again at him while laughing without control.

"I won't be ashamed of such a thing, this formation rocks! I want it, want to play with it again, come and build me one!"

"Stop it already, you are embarrassing yourself in front of the kid," Sloth couldn't help but interfere, after controlling his desire to laugh over Fang, "anyway, we are here, and that means things are going to be okay for now. Let's start, we'll take down the big ones, and you handle the rest."

He led everyone, scattered around, moved to contain the untamed big forces coming out from the gate. With their arrival, pressure all over the masters here was instantly relieved. And then William led others with Fang to crush the other weak enemies.

Fang was like glue and didn't move away from William. It felt like the man feared missing a moment William would need to use the formation and find someone else other than him to do the job.

Others didn't object this time, as the situation wasn't that intense. Even if there were many high-end forces on the enemy side, their number wasn't that high nor threatening to begin with.

Even if they intended to send all of their high-end forces here, they had to do it slowly thanks to the large number of other weak forces coming alongside.

"It's fun," William laughed, intentionally saying this out loud while giving Fang next to him a glance, "isn't it?"

"F*ck you!" Fang wasn't in the mood to enjoy this fight at all. In fact, compared to all the hell they suffered so far, this battle was like a peaceful period, a resting stage, after having a very hard and long working day or such.