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Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master
Chapter 885 A Race Between Armies
The entire thing might be depending on the heart William made and the mountain backing it up, however there was something else that was needed; a controller!
The controller would be governing over everything happening between all these formations. As the heart was going to suffer from hellish pressure, the controller was going to suffer the same.
William knew this, and that was why he took out tons of healing elixirs, much more than spirit regeneration elixirs.
The first few minutes would require him to spend tons of his spirit power, but later on he wouldn't lack any spirit power anymore. In fact, his suffering would start when he'd face immense spirit power, one that he wouldn't be able to handle.
His body would suffer lots of damage, and he would spend lots of time healing and repairing his body than controlling the formations.
As he said the magical words, the entire world around suddenly changed. The first thing to happen was for the air to change colour, turning all white, as if thick mist was invading and prevailing over the entire region.
This wasn't a simple mist, but spirit power. And William knew this was just the beginning. As the mist kept getting denser fast, he felt like his senses expanded.
He first felt like he could see everything happening in the mountain. He didn't now see the smoke and fire, nor the explosive falling rocks and devastation around. He could see the mountain itself, littered with many holes, with many pieces already missing.
There were many holes that ran deep into it, one of which got the heart he threw earlier. He couldn't only see the mountain, but also feel it!
"Sorry about that, but this is something I needed to do to stop the evil in this world," William could feel how terribly bad the mountain was feeling, and couldn't help but say these words to express himself to it.
It might have felt weird, yet it was something he got the inspiration to do. And when he said these words, it was like someone patted on the head of a crying baby, one who lost his mother, reassuring him that everything would be fine.
The bitterness and sadness he felt from the mountain greatly decreased. "Good boy," he muttered, before turning his attention towards the heart.
It was laying down there without showing any sign of reaction or response to what was happening around. William didn't get worried about this, as he still didn't connect to the other big formations far away.
In the next few minutes, he felt more pressure over him while his senses expanded massively. It was as if someone flipped a switch, and he could now see for a long distance, tens, even hundreds of kilometres away!
He saw his friends, team, and Sloth's men, closing their eyes, releasing their spirit power to activate the formation.
The ground under their feet was shining bright with different colours, mainly white and golden. Before he'd take his time to inspect this area, another switch was flipped, and he started to see new places.
His senses covered a huge area, one that stretched out for hundreds of kilometres or even thousands. He didn't need to closely inspect the new area as he knew it was the Black Holes, the areas that were filled with the grand deadly formation made out by the dark masters.
"They did work hard indeed," he muttered to himself, knowing that the scale of the hostile formation was much bigger than what he initially expected.
But that wasn't going to change anything. "Time to kill the shadows!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe moment he intended to do so, he felt like spirit power was getting sucked dry from his body. It happened fast, but he was ready for this.
He activated his spirit body, then started using his tails to bring elixirs from the ground, emptying their content in his mouth.
His spirit power was now big enough to not show the previous remarkable effects of these elixirs. So he had to use lots of them. As spirit power gushed into his body, he felt a little better, but still feeling the pressure.
"Tsk! The increasing size of that damn formation than what I expected is going to cost me a lot," as he finished the last elixir he took before, it didn't look as if it was enough. This was thanks to his little mistake in predicting the sheer size of the hostile formation. And so he took more elixirs out without even caring to count how much he took out, gulped them fast.
He kept doing this for almost two hours. During which, the army led by Sloth started to get closer fast from the Black Hole area. Sloth and other formidable masters gave the order, strictly ordering everyone to pick up pace.
They even said to not look for anyone slowing them down. As a result, the united army was now running in different groups, each compromised from masters in the same grade of strength.
It was a very weird sight for masters in other armies. Using their spirit sense, they could see everything happening as if they were flying at high altitude. And the weird march of Sloth's army didn't make any sense, only giving them a single conclusion.
Sloth found a way to crack through the deadly defences at the Black Holes, and he was aiming to reap all the glory for himself!
They guessed it right. Even if they didn't know how he did it, or what loophole or a solution Sloth found to bypass the tight defences out there, they knew they'd miss it big if they didn't push forward.
And soon enough, it wasn't weird to spot the same weird scene happening all across the other armies. After a few hours, anyone seeing the entire region from high above would see these masters, running fast, as if they were racing each other, as if they were fearing to miss a date.
Yet these armies moved just one hour later than Sloth's, and they needed more time to let their masters get what they should do, and why they were doing it.