Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1530: Beating the Fox!
"You want to be like me? You, a mere splinter of my shadow, think you can sit upon my throne? How dare you... How dare a fragment dream of the whole!"
"And here is your mistake, your arrogance, like always," William snorted. He channelled every drop of spirit power he could draw from the surface formations, directing it like a white-hot lance to eat away at the remaining two percent of the Fox’s territory.
"You think we are the same? I’ve already strengthened myself with the very elements destined to erase you! I’ve refined the light and the lightning that will eat away your darkness and your spirit until nothing remains!
I won’t just be like you; I will grow beyond you. I will beat you to that legendary state and become the absolute and sole ruler of the entire spirit realm, while you become nothing but a footnote in my history!"
"..." The Fox was left shocked and enraged for a few moments, its mind momentarily paralysed by a cocktail of rage, insult, and a flicker of genuine fear. It had already gotten a real taste of William’s abilities over the past few days. It knew the rogue clone wasn’t just talking big; the power to crush it was real.
The realisation that its own clone was seeking to replace the original made the Fox more enraged than anything William had done previously. It was one thing to be fought by an enemy; it was another to be usurped by what you perceived as something you owned.
All William wanted was those few moments of distraction. He knew the Fox’s ego was a weapon he could turn against it, and as the entity recoiled in a mixture of fury and existential dread, William struck hard, with everything he had. He instantly crushed the last lingering bits of the Fox’s darkness, the light and lightning surging like a collapsing star.
The black silhouette of the nine-tailed beast didn’t just fade; it shattered into millions of black specks that were immediately engulfed and purified by his two elemental forces. The void that had once anchored the Fox to this realm was replaced by a blinding, harmonious glow.
"See you up there, loser," William didn’t miss the opportunity to add one last stinging insult, sending it through the spiritual tether just as it snapped. He wanted that mockery to linger in the Fox’s spirit and mind for a long time, a thorn in its side as it retreated to its true body.
Watching how the core turned under his total control was a sensation unlike any other. Feeling the absolute authority over the planet’s surface, the intricate network of monster gates, and the very life cycles of the monsters that roamed up there, William knew he had succeeded. He wasn’t just an uninvited guest in this Medium World anymore; he was its sole ruler, its heartbeat.
"Still, my biggest strike is the last one, hehehe!" He couldn’t control himself anymore, and a long, triumphant laughter echoed within the silent, luminous expanse of the core.
He would have never thought of using this specific method before. Misguiding the enemy into accepting false facts and building their entire future plans and strategies over a lie was a stroke of combined brilliance and luck.
He had effectively poisoned the Fox from the inside out. He knew this would drive the Fox’s madness to a level never seen before, making the entity obsess over a rogue clone that didn’t even exist.
He didn’t fully understand what was so special about the Fox’s clones or why the entity was so obsessed with them. Yet, the Fox’s reaction had revealed a deep-seated vulnerability. It felt as if the Fox harboured a lingering fear of its own clones turning against it.
Perhaps that was why it had designed this Medium World entirely to ensure it could either harvest the clones while they were still weak or maintain total control over them after they ascended, effectively farming their spirits to reach a higher state of power.
"I need to learn more about this," William mused, shifting his spirit sense around the core and taking legitimate pride in what he had accomplished here. "And luckily for me, I have the right person to ask."
He decided to throw that thought aside for now, deciding to seek more answers about the mystery for a later time. Even if he had taken total control over this world and even if he had given the Fox a bloodied blow to the face, his to-do list was still dauntingly long.
First and foremost, he needed to explore and organise the dozens of lower realms attached to this world. They were now his, and their stabilisation was paramount to his guild’s expansion. Then, he needed to determine exactly what to do with the Blue Purgators.
While they had been invaluable allies, their presence was a double-edged sword. Finally, he needed to research and study the architecture of this world, to reverse-engineer how the Fox managed to link so many disparate lower realms to a single centre, so he could replicate the process and add more worlds here.
The main headache he anticipated wasn’t the management of the lower realms, but the high-tier force that had come from the upper realm. William knew the best course of action would be to send them back home through Lara’s underground city portal as soon as possible. And yet, a nagging instinct told him they wouldn’t be so eager to leave just yet.
He had seen it in the eyes of Bernard; the leader of the Purgators seemed to be growing increasingly interested in William’s origins and methods. That interest was born of several factors, some of which William understood and others he could only guess at.
Having them during the heat of the war was an undeniable benefit, but William had effectively ended the war by seizing the Medium World.
Now that the immediate threat was gone, their continued presence would inevitably escalate into either an attempt to spread their own dominance or a persistent prying into his most guarded secrets. He wouldn’t tolerate either.
