Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Richard's forces who got inside found themselves lost. Any path they ran through ended up leading to nothing. At first, they thought they were taking this long to reach her thanks to the grand structure of this arena. But soon enough the smart and strong ones realised the trick Lara used.

They spread out their senses, to get blocked by the arena's ability. That didn't stop them, and they started to memorise the places they passed through, leaving spirit blueprints and such. In the end, they noticed they were running in circles, going nowhere.

"Interesting," Richard muttered when he got the news.

"She isn't a pushover or a weakling after all," Rick shook his head, "but any fierce monster will put its fiercest struggle just at its last legs. Tell them to use their strongest techniques and crush their paths using brute force. I doubt that the place had enough power to support repairing the arena if much damage is applied."

"Nice idea," Richard agreed on such an ingenious idea, then relayed the orders over to his men.

Lara was the most perfect one to know the ins and outs of her arena. She knew its shortcomings, and that was specifically why she knew she wouldn't even last for half an hour.

The moment Richard gave the order, his forces started to attack everything around them. She tried to retaliate and let lots of rocks fall over them. But that was indeed not going to do anything at all.

eaglesnovɐ1,сoМ The strong masters used their defensive techniques, enough to sustain an entire mountain falling over their heads. As for the ones with earth spirit elements, they played a great role in pushing aside much of these rocks away from their path.

Seeing such a swift response from them didn't surprise her. She already expected all this. "Tsk! It seems I have to recall everyone back… And then… Then it's the final showdown…"

She knew her chances in survival now were as low as ever. Her forces around the arena were already engaged in bloody battles against the enemies. And Stark's forces were just too far from reaching her.

The moment she'd recall her forces back, she'd be totally isolated from the outside. Her forces fighting right now around the arena didn't have the role to stop the enemies from arriving at the arena. They already failed miserably in such a task.

Their current role was to try and open any gaps through the enemy ranks, allowing part of Stark's masters to come to her rescue. Yet even with the coordination of Stark's masters from outside, the enemies stood their ground firmly, preventing even a single gap to open.

And when she'd recall back all of her forces, then such hope of opening paths for Stark and others would shatter. It'd only fall on Stark's exhausted and limited force to try and do the impossible, do it fast, do it in the next twenty minutes or so.

Lara sighed, took out the Message Paper linking her with her forces around the arena. With deep resentment, she sent the order for them to retreat. Then she told Stark about this, relaying how the end was getting near her without saying that directly with words.

Stark got what she didn't say in words, turned to his men and shouted, urging them to fight like hell, break through their enemies and arrive at their entrapped leader.

Lara watched the entire situation fall apart like pieces of dominoes. Her little number of masters retreated, and she opened paths for them to arrive here faster than their enemies.

"Get ready," she said on the floor of the entire arena. And as she led her remaining masters here, she also started to change the layout of the entire floor.

Walls appeared, and lots of tight spaces were left for the enemies to appear in. At the same time, she also made high level platforms, acting like towers or stages for her masters to attack freely from, hitting the enemies from such higher points.

Yet she knew all this was futile. The enemy already outnumbered them by five times at least. Their morale was at the lowest point right now, while their enemies had nothing to lose.

She waited, while looking at the grand structure of the arena using her authority as the ruler of the arena.

Everything went as worse as she expected. The moment Richard's masters attacked the entire arena structure, they started to pass through the grand arena in a short time.

It didn't take them more than ten minutes to climb up their way towards the rooftop of the arena. The moment they appeared there, lots of techniques rained back and forth over the two sides.

Lara didn't stand idle, started to help her side using her control over the arena. "Please hurry up, they are already here," she sent this to William, without knowing that the latter was just about to arrive at the stairs.

William got the help he needed from the hidden masters in the city. The moment they appeared, he started to force his way through the densely packed monsters, not even regarding anything for the ancient building, passing through them, leaving behind a long trail of ruins and destruction.

His top goal right now was to arrive at the stairs as fast as possible. But he knew even if he went there in a time shorter than he initially expected, taking twenty minutes to cross the entire city, things weren't going to look great in the end.

After all, when he arrived at the stairs, he learnt that the door Lara's masters came from was situated inside the market, far away from the arena.

That meant they needed to cross another half an hour or even more to arrive there.