Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master - Chapter 1407

Chapter 1407: Killing Vladimir!
William wanted the serpent to feel the walls closing in, to hear the screams of his army and know that he was the ultimate prize in this hunt. Once Vladimir fell into William’s mental trap and allowed his panic to override his logic, then it would be the end for him.

William had already closed all ways of retreat for that bastard. He had accounted for every tunnel, every hidden path, and every shadow. He even sent a couple of monsters down to the portal to guard it at the underground city!

There was no way out for Vladimir, and all that remained was for him to grow frightened enough to run. When a cornered animal runs, it leaves a trail. When a coward flees, he makes mistakes.

That was why William kept walking and spreading chaos; that was why he stopped at the city’s outer walls, the same reason he did for the inner walls—to instigate fear, not only in his enemies, but also in Vladimir’s spirit.

He was orchestrating a symphony of terror. Fear was contagious, and so he used the large number of enemies around against Vladimir.

Every master who dropped their weapon in fright, every captain who turned and fled, served as a message to the hidden serpent: There is nowhere to hide.

Then like a calm fisherman, he waited patiently, waiting for his prey to make the wrong move. He didn’t need to rush. The city was being reclaimed, the enemy was being routed, and time was now on William’s side.

As William was hunting, his masters were giving their enemies hell. The portals kept gushing out lots of masters, till the entire city was filled with them!

The tide had turned completely, and the golden light of the defenders began to drown out the sickly green of the enemy’s presence.

William didn’t know it yet, but it was all going smoothly on all fronts after killing Becky’s Ex. He didn’t know that there was some sort of a connection between the dark triad members.

These three had shared a bond forged in malice and forbidden arts. Once one fell, the other two realised it instantly; they felt the snapping of the spiritual cord and knew exactly who was behind this.

Knowing his identity, they had decided to hit William where it hurt—they targeted his base of operations. By taking down Lara’s city, they thought William would be weakened and vulnerable, ending up with his death.

It never occurred to them that Lara’s city was strong thanks to William, not the opposite!

They had fundamentally misunderstood the source of the city’s resilience. And now the Reaper was gone as well, leaving Vladimir all alone, the last pillar of a crumbling conspiracy.

William didn’t wait for long. After ten hours of systematic pressure, and when his masters controlled the area around the city, Vladimir finally made his move. The pressure of the siege and the encroaching monsters finally broke his resolve.

“At last,” William’s eyes shone brightly when his monsters intercepted Vladimir. The moment he spotted him with his spirit sense—a flickering, oily signature trying to mask itself amidst the chaos—William gave the order, and the man was taken down!

The summons pounced with mathematical precision, pinning the serpent before he could even utter a curse.

“No suspense at all,” William finally stopped circling around and moved in a straight line towards Vladimir’s body, his boots crunching over the debris of the battlefield. “You didn’t even put any challenge at all. What a waste of talent!”

William knew for this bastard to create that deadly toxin, it must be thanks to his unique talent in alchemy. The man was a genius of the dark arts, even if his heart was rotten.

The poison was no equal, and William didn’t simply intend to find an antidote for it; he also wanted to study it. In the hands of a righteous master, such knowledge could be used to create unparalleled medicines.

He heard stories about the dark master who created it from his own master, but never had she mentioned anything about how this toxin was made. William felt it was more than just simple alchemy; it felt like a distortion of the soul itself. And so he grew curious to see what the real theory behind this toxin was.

“Great job,” William said to his monsters once he arrived at Vladimir’s body. He looked down at the shivering, defeated alchemist.

There was a big portal standing just half a mile away, which was Vladimir’s intended target. It was a masterfully hidden gate, shrouded in illusion arrays.

No one had spotted this portal yet, as it was situated far away from the city, and no master could spot it using their spirit sense. And this was where the attack on the city had originally started!

Vladimir had been so close to escaping back to his masters, but William had seen the invisible thread.

William wasn’t sure if disabling the portals at the city happened first or if this portal came here and worked as a distraction. Either way, the attack had failed, and the three enemies leading the coalition army were killed by his hands.

The air was still thick with the metallic scent of blood and the fading static of high-level spiritual clashes, but the immediate threat had been neutralised.

“That reminds me,” William muttered while crushing the seals over the rings he claimed from Vladimir’s dead body. The spatial seals crumbled under his superior spiritual pressure, releasing a faint popping sound like a bubble bursting.

“How come the dark triad was summoned to this lowly realm? Is it some sort of a coincidence? First, Sara’s mother, then Lingerie, followed by Becky, and now the Dark Triad? Something feels off… What do I miss?”

William was sure all this was connected in a way, or at least had a good reason and explanation buried beneath the surface. His thoughts first drifted towards Lingerie, thinking that she might have hired the three before coming here.