Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

He didn't miss his chance to grab any ring from all the enemies he crossed paths with so far. But now he had to really struggle to march a single metre forward!

"Time to up the game then," William knew if this kept up, he'd end up being entrapped in such a dense sea of enemies. So, he had to start using his biggest weapon, his fox spirit.

*Roar!*

Just in a flash, his body swelled up, enlarged to reach ten metres in height. His one tail kept flickering right and left, while white air got out from his slightly opened mouth.

And with his sudden appearance, a low roar came to stop all the enemies around. No, they didn't stop, they got instantly petrified.

"Thanks for standing there and waiting for slaughter!" William wasn't that merciful to let them have this moment without interruption. The next moment he threw his sword high, grabbed it with his tail, gulped the rest of the elixir he held in hand, before starting the real massacre here.

Before showing his fox form, William simply had to use his knives to take down silver masters and his sword to take down gold masters one by one.

But now? He simply waved his tail, dashed for a hundred metres, and then a hundred metre crater appeared with a fierce explosion.

A single attack was all it took, and he killed close to a hundred enemies. Be it silver or gold grade dark spirit masters, nothing really mattered in front of him.

"This…"

"What the hell is going on here?!!!"

"This fox… This might… It's…"

"Damn me! What the hell made that scary master come here?!!!"

"Is this a joke? Tell me it's a joke!"

"No, it's a dream! No, it's a nightmare!!"

Just as William dashed for a few times spreading death like it was Christmas, the dark spirit masters around started to break free of this spell. Yet they couldn't believe what was going on here.

"That old fox… He really got a great reputation, hahahaha!" William heard all of this and couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.

In this form, he felt invincible, truly unstoppable! And without even waiting for his enemies to wake fully up, he kept dashing and releasing part of his technique's scary destructive power.

*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*

Just before the enemies would break free from this spell, they ended up getting killed! And the newly arrived ones got the same kind of shock when they arrived in front of William.

The latter didn't keep his tail or sword, didn't stop even his knives at all. In this form, even his knives got a boost, became able to take down gold grade masters, the ones they struggled against before.

William finally noticed the new layers that formed around the knives. Before this, the knives would just flash, leaving behind a silver trail. But now? They left a red and green trail. And for a reason, William felt they didn't just get stronger but also faster.

He didn't have time to check over such a weird phenomenon, which was related to his newly acquired fire and wind elements. He got tons of enemies flooding here, lots of rings to collect, and big gatherings of the enemies to clear.

Once he started to crush the enemies in such ease, he ditched anything else and focused mainly on heading towards the first big gathering of dark spirit masters.

His path was easy, filled with lots of screams and agonising cries, tons of dead bodies, and lots of craters and deep holes.

He kept using his technique without any hindrance, noticing that by his rise in spirit power all this time, he could now sustain doing more of these attacks per one elixir bottle.

"If I keep going this way, then I can release hundreds of partially strong techniques of mine against the grand enemies… As for the full-strength technique, I hope it can satisfy four per bottle."

He knew using the elixirs to supplement his lost spirit power was brilliant for his normal technique attacks. But for the full powered one, he'd have to struggle sooner or later with the problem of lacking elixirs.

He got tons of potions, from the rings, but no elixirs at all. The only source he had for his elixirs was by either making or buying them.

Each full powered attack of his technique was enough to handle a low up to mid tiered dark gold masters. And that meant he got a limited quota in his hand, one that kept decreasing with more bottles of elixirs he consumed.

"I have to try the normal potions," he decided to stop wasting his elixirs over his normal technique attacks, "I got a shitload of potions that can help in recovering part of my spirit power. Of course, it's not like using elixirs, it will always keep me checking my spirit power, but it's better than throwing away the precious elixirs like this…"

He started to test using potions instead of elixirs. And just like he expected, each potion was enough to sustain his normal technique consumption rate. But they weren't enough to sustain more than five times replenishing his spirit power fully.

He gulped one potion as a whole and checked his spirit power. He felt it constantly increasing for ten attacks, then nothing would happen.

"Hmm… At least I can use these potions," he sighed while trying to console himself. Just ten attacks were nothing much, didn't take even a minute for him to do. And that made his left hand always working, throwing potions one after another in his mouth.

"I'm finally here," it didn't take him more than twenty minutes to finally arrive at the first enemy gathering.