Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1481: Formations and Arrays Are Needed!

"A direct strike would be more efficient than this crawling advance." He decided to compartmentalise the worry. At its current rate of travel, the blue cloud would take days to reach his position.

He couldn’t afford to halt his production for a far-distant threat on the horizon. He resumed his work, though he now checked the sky every few hours, watching for any change in the cloud’s behaviour.

While William was busy in all this, his guild’s core force was experiencing a baptism of fire. The five-pronged assault on the continental tide spots had begun, and the reality on the ground was far grimmer than any map had suggested. Even the locations that had appeared promising or stable were turning into terrifying meat grinders.

"Tsk! I thought this place was the least affected out of all of them!" Ro shouted over the roar of battle. She stood atop a crumbling defensive tower in that town, her fingers dancing as she used her flying spear to weave a path of destruction.

She wasn’t just stabbing; she was using the momentum of her weapon to redirect charging bears into one another, creating chaotic pile-ups in the front lines.

She paused for a split second to catch her breath, her lungs burning. "But this... This is a hellish nightmare! We’ve been fighting for hours, pushing with everything we have, and we haven’t been able to march more than a few hundred meters away from the city walls!"

Ro had thought she’d drawn the lucky straw when she was assigned this location. On the tactical maps, the garrison was strong, and the town was intact. She had arrogantly believed she would take control of the gate in mere hours. But the Medium World’s output was relentless.

No matter how many tens of thousands she and her masters struck down, more appeared from the swirling mists in the distance, instantly filling the gaps created by the fallen. It was like trying to punch a hole in the ocean.

This gruelling stalemate wasn’t unique to Ro’s position. Across all five locations, the story was the same. The triple-gate system at each site was funnelling an endless stream of reinforcements into the fray. The masters were fighting using their full strength, but they were running on a treadmill of blood.

"This won’t do," Fang muttered to himself miles away. He was shoulder-to-shoulder with Berry, both of them drenched in monster ichor. They had been fighting for nearly two days without a wink of sleep, and they had barely gained a foothold.

"We have to change the objective. We’ll have to take down two of the monster gates just to relieve the pressure. Only then can we hope to fight our way around the third gate and seize control of it."

As he swung his lightning-infused spear, a thought struck him that made his blood run cold. "That William... How could he have done all of this alone?!"

Fang had witnessed the tail end of William’s solo battle, but he hadn’t fully appreciated the sheer impossibility of it until now. He recalled seeing William toying with the bears as if they were nothing more than bothersome insects.

That display had led Fang to underestimate the Scarlet Bears. He had truly believed that with ten of William’s special monsters at his side, he could crush the tide with ease.

He was wrong. The power required to hold back a tide of this magnitude while simultaneously making tactical progress was staggering.

The realisation spread through the different battlefields. Becky also shared the same thoughts as Fang. The two of them sent word to the other three battlefields: Change of plans. Destroy two gates immediately. Then we’ll focus all our strength on the third.

Without this adjustment, the dream of taking control of a gateway would remain a far-fetched fantasy. But even with a narrowed focus, the execution was a brutal challenge.

It took more than two whole days of unrelenting slaughter for the first gate to be crushed in most locations. The second gate at each site didn’t fall until another day and a half had passed.

The destruction of the first monster gate acted like a weight being lifted from the chest of a drowning man. Across all five battlefronts, the air seemed to clear as the suffocating, infinite pressure of the Scarlet Bear tide finally found a limit.

When the second gate at each location imploded into nothing, the momentum of the war finally tilted. The transition was palpable everywhere.

Limited to the output of a single remaining gateway, the sheer size of the Scarlet Bear began to shrink. The chaotic, muddy sea of fur and claws was now punctuated by clearings of blood-soaked earth.

On all fronts, the Fox Guild’s forces began an organised advance, but it was the two spots led by Fang and Becky that showed the most terrifying efficiency.

"We can do it," Fang muttered, his eyes tracking the shifting lines of the engagement. For days, they had been pinned within sight of the town’s ruined outskirts, but now they were drawing closer to the final monster gate.

"Listen up! The moment we reach that gate, we cannot just stand there and celebrate. We’ll need to arrange layered defensive arrays and multiple formations to surround it."

Fang had watched William handle the gates with nonchalance, but he was a realist. He knew that no master present possessed William’s unique capacity to toy with the gush of Scarlet Bears coming from the gate.

For the rest of them, the only logical path to success was through fortification. They would turn the area around the monster gate into a fortress of defensive arrays and formations before they even attempted to step through.

"I’ll go and prepare the specialised teams for the task immediately," Berry said, her voice sharp and focused. She had grasped his intent before he had even finished the sentence.

She knew that to construct formations capable of holding back a monster tide of such ferocity, her masters would need to be perfectly equipped with the highest-grade materials available.

Furthermore, it wasn’t a job for common spirit masters; she needed to handpick the most experienced of her faction and forces present here.