Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

And one had to know such a fearsome monster had a long list of very frightening techniques, all were fire related.

Just when everyone held their breaths out of horror, the one bear that jumped out of the forest while crushing down its trees abruptly stopped.

It came out just hundreds of metres away from William and his group's location. Everyone felt intense fear as the elliptical purple eyes of this scary monster moved around them as if they were the eyes of death god.

As it stopped, silence prevailed. Even other scarlet monsters here ceased in their actions, looked at it as if they were looking at their fearful god.

The bear stood up on its rear legs, showing the magnificent horrifying body of it. William was the only one who held his calm, knowing that this wasn't going to be a bad end for any of them.

He noticed what most didn't. Even if that monster scanned them with its eyes, it couldn't actually see them. Its eyes were covered in a thin layer of semitransparent membrane that ended up making it unable to see.

In fact, it was in a state that would appear after getting forcibly woken up from its hibernation sleep.

Such bears would grow berserk once they were interrupted in their sleep. And even if they were considered in the most dangerous state after getting woken up, they'd still lose their ability to see or smell, even to properly think.

Only their natural instincts would kick in. and that was exactly what was going on here.

William knew that for the yellow stream river to be covered by tens of metres of rocks, these bears were only feeling a faint presence of it.

Unlike it, the presence of the spear, which was just thrown out at the gate, felt much stronger.

The presence of two feelings coming from two different directions puzzled the bear for a few moments before it finally followed its instincts. It went directly towards the strongest feeling, heading towards the spear planted on the monster gate.

Its sudden charge and change of direction baffled everyone. They all imagined the scenes of their deaths on its paws.

However, when that bear started to move, the ground shook fiercely, and that came as a waking up call for all.

Without saying a single word, they all watched in awe the bear running on four, speeding up, before slamming on the far distanced monster gate in less than ten seconds.

During which, more bears appeared and started to show the same phenomenon.

Yet everyone wasn't focusing on the newly arrived scary bears or their weird behaviour, but kept looking in a single direction, towards that small spear inserted into the gate.

After all, they all got it. Such a miracle happened here thanks to such a harmless looking spear.

*Boom!*

The clash that happened was simple, as the bear slammed at the gate with its colossal body. Yet the aftermath was too overbearing, leaving behind a tremendous shocking wave that even forced many of the monsters around the gate to the ground.

"With these simple spears, we can control the direction of attacks landed by these bears," William paused intentionally until the fierce bear started to sway its deadly paws and attack that gate without pause.

With each paw, the gate trembled faintly. Yet it was evident, it'd need more than that to be taken down.

And that was quite expected. After all, these gates were world famous for how sturdy they stood against the assault of a team made of dark gold spirit masters.

However, who said that just one bear was going towards that gate?

As more bears appeared, they started to move towards the gate. William used this moment to add:

"Each spear can hold up for up to five minutes. Then it'd lose its power and release the bears free again. Yet don't worry…"

With a wave of his hands, a huge number of spears appeared. They were numbered in thousands, even reaching up to ten thousand at the moment.

These were the spears he painstakingly crafted with others. Seeing this miraculous scene unfolding in front of their very eyes and realising that what they crafted and never realised its value played such a godly role, every single spirit master who helped William felt an unexplained sense of pride and joy.

'See this… This is our creation… This is what we made… This is how we are going to save the clan…' words like these echoed in their minds, adding more sense of pride into them.

At the same time, all of them stole a glance at William. This weak looking, thin spirit master who wore porter clothes was the one who made all this possible.

They didn't understand most of what he said, yet they got that thanks to his illogical plan, their clan was going to be safe. And they were going to be branded as the heroes of this war.

"I'm going to trouble the strong spirit masters around," at this point, William started to shout at the other spirit masters, acting as their temporary leader or something.

"I want you to hold these spears, point them into the three holes for a few seconds, then throw them in the direction of the gate. Never stop until you bring the gate down, got it?"

William was an outsider, a weak spirit master in his own regard. Compared to most of the spirit masters around, it didn't make sense for him to just issue orders and expect them to listen.