Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1483: Lara’s Decision!

Anjie hadn’t held anything back; she had summoned even the most reclusive masters who had served her father and grandfather for decades. She had moved the elites of elites to this spot, turning her battleground into a concentrated hammer of scary spirit masters.

She had been certain that no one would outpace her to William’s side. So, when she considered the sequence of events that had led Fang to issue his advice, she couldn’t help but clench her fists. To her, Fang’s message wasn’t just advice—it was a sign that he was already at the finish line.

"We need to hasten everything!" she roared, turning her frustration toward the nearest cluster of Scarlet Bears. Her aura flared with a terrifying intensity. "We need to take this gate and control it within a day! No, we need to do it even sooner than that!"

She knew that in a widespread, open battlefield, Fang’s lightning-based abilities—even when augmented by the specialised formations William had taught him—had their limits. However, the situation changed entirely when attacking a concentrated, singular point like the area around a monster gate.

Anjie correctly guessed that if Fang drew close to the gate, his lightning would become an absolute scythe, clearing the path for the formation masters to do their work. It was a race she knew she could win if she could just close the distance to the gate.

Her intuition was spot on. Fang was indeed drawing closer to his target, using his lightning techniques to devastate the Scarlet Bears the moment they stepped out of the portal.

What Anjie didn’t realise was that Fang was fighting way better using his flying spear, and that Becky was also pushing her front with unprecedented speed.

The three primary leaders of the Fox Guild were engaged in a silent, high-stakes race. Meanwhile, at the other two locations, Ro and Lara were finding the pace much harder to maintain.

"They are already close... tsk!" Lara hissed, reading between the lines of the status reports. She was smart enough to recognise the hidden hints in the brevity of the messages. "I knew I couldn’t race those monsters with the little I have left!"

Lara was a realist. She knew long before the message arrived that she stood little chance of competing against Sara, Berry, or Anjie. If there was a single faction within the guild that had been hammered the hardest by the war, it was hers.

Her city had been largely reduced to rubble. Her strongest masters were either dead or languishing in the infirmaries with wounds that would take a long time to heal. Because her city had served as the main headquarters of the early war, it had attracted the lion’s share of the enemy’s elite forces.

"I need to learn from Anjie," Lara sighed, a rare moment of humility crossing her face. She realised she had been caught up in the momentum of her early advantages and had erroneously felt untouchable. "I gained many things, but I lost more. I can’t complain," she muttered to herself. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

She decided then that the wisest course of action was to maintain a close distance to Anjie.

She reflected on the divergent paths she and Anjie had taken. Anjie had been struck by the hammer of fate far harder at the start of this war; her entire kingdom had fallen, her legacy reduced to ash in a single night of terror.

And yet, she hadn’t broken. She had found a way to claw her way back from the brink of loss and despair, rising like a phoenix to lead one of the most effective wings of the Fox Guild.

Lara knew, with a stinging sense of humility, that if she were in Anjie’s shoes—as she was now literally standing in the same place Anjie had occupied at the start of this war—she wouldn’t have even dreamt of achieving half of what the other girl had.

Lara had allowed the relative safety of her city to lull her into a false sense of security, and when the hammer finally fell on her, she hadn’t been ready for the sheer weight of it.

But the clock only moved forward. She couldn’t turn back time to fix her missteps or the arrogance of letting her guard down and not properly defend the portal area and her city.

She decided, then and there, to accept her losses with dignity and treat this gruelling campaign as a masterclass in leadership. She would watch, she would learn, and she would ensure that her next move was dictated by wisdom rather than momentum.

Meanwhile, on Ro’s front, the situation would have been an unmitigated disaster if not for the presence of Panther. Ro was many things—a whirlwind of destruction, a fearless warrior, and a loyal friend—but she was not a leader.

She was the type to throw herself into the depths of a fervent battle, forgetting tactics in favour of using raw, unadulterated strength to cut through anything in her path.

In a grand-scale, high-stakes war of this magnitude, her personality was the least favourable for leading an army or managing a complex strategic task.

Panther had been left speechless during the early hours of their attempt to take over this spot. Watching how she led the masters under her command was like watching a child try to direct a symphony using a broadsword.

"I truly thought she had grown up and matured when she decided to turn the Scorching Land town into a city and a war headquarters," Panther muttered, shaking his head in a mixture of helplessness and lingering affection.

He watched her dive headfirst into a pack of thirty bears. "Perhaps that entire scheme was the idea of the other two girls. They certainly didn’t look like the type to let Ro plan such a far-fetched and vital operation."

Realising that the front would collapse under its own weight if left to her whims, Panther quietly stepped in to lead in her stead. Ro didn’t mind the shift in authority; in fact, she seemed relieved.