Not to mention this team depended entirely over the landmine strategy in their fight and escape. They lacked any speedy and flashy techniques like William, couldn't show the true might of their weapons as he did.
For all this, the overall strength of the team in such intense and brutal head on battles was quite low actually.
"Hey, we can't keep up like that!" After one hour of doing so, and when the monsters didn't show any sign of slowing down or decreasing in numbers, Sith had to shout at William's growing smaller back, "we will fall down soon on this rate!"
"Just keep following me!" William knew from the start the crucial dead weak spot of this team. And so, he never planned on just running around aimlessly like Sith and others thought wrongly.
He just used the sea of monsters here to shield them from the many clones of the Nightmare monster. And his little plan succeeded.
During this entire hour, William never met a single clone of this monster. There were many silver grade monsters here, a threat to any of these monster's clones. After the last loss of this monster on the hands of William, the latter would be totally stupid to just lend more of its silver clones over to him.
So, William guessed what this monster was going to do. Sending out bronze grade clones seemed to be the most logical approach of this monster, acting as fodders to wear him and Sith's team down. And that was why William didn't even flinch or hesitate to throw himself directly inside the ocean of monsters here.
But that wasn't the entire plan of William. Even if he looked like he was just picking any direction on a whim, he wasn't! During this hour, and without even Sith and his team realising it, William led all of them in a big, curved path, heading like an arrow towards one location.
"I'm telling you; we can't keep up doing this! We aren't monsters! Not like you!" one of the team behind screamed in agony, as he just suffered a hellish wound from one of the silver monsters.
"Just hang on, almost ten to twenty minutes."
"Wait for what?" Sith felt like William was hinting something over to him, to all of his team.
"Just stick around. If you have the power to talk, use it instead to fight!" William wasn't in any mood to explain anything right now.
He looked much better than all of them, but in fact he wasn't! After running and fighting for all this time, he started to get mentally and physically exhausted.
Controlling all these knives and time the attack right to take down the endlessly coming monsters wasn't a simple task to do. Not to mention he had to preserve little of his attention to grab the falling cores from the ground, absorb one every few minutes to replenish his lost spirit power, and watch out from any sneaky and deadly attacks coming at him.
Even if he could kill bronze and silver grade monsters easily right now, he ended up meeting a bunch of troublesome gold grade monsters just twenty minutes ago.
These wouldn't get easily stopped by his knives., nor they'd get those deep wounds from them.
On a few occasions, these gold grade monsters took their chances and jumped to claim his life. During which, they managed to stop and interrupt the tempo of his knives, and he had to fight them at the right moment using his dash lightning technique and gold grade sword.
If not for this sword, then his life would have been threatened a long time ago. He never stopped again to deal with any of them. He just blocked their deadly attacks, then left them for Sith and his team behind.
After all, there were gold grade spirit masters in Sith's team, enough to handle these troublesome dudes.
Even so, many managed to slip fast and returned to harass him from time to time. William had to keep his vigilance against such dudes, and hoped they'd end up reaching their destination soon enough.
He wasn't that familiar with any of the region here, but he got his common sense to follow the direction he saved in his mind. And as he expected, in fifteen minutes, they finally arrived where he wanted.
And the arrival of them towards that place came loud and clear, even one kilometre before they'd arrived at that region, by a series of violent explosions.
*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
"This…"
"Isn't this…"
"No way! I'm going to cry!"
"It's our landmine! We arrived at our landmine!"
"Yes! That's how a leader shall be!"
"What the hell are you talking about?! I'm going to kick your as* after all this, mark my words!"
William listened to all these excited and celebrating shouts that came from Sith's team, with the last comment said by Sith himself.
This was William's plan from the start. He knew if he dared to lead the team directly towards that landmine location, then it was impossible for any to survive the night.
The Nightmare monster wouldn't let them get closer from that location. And so, William did all this to make this monster have nothing to say or do about this.
The Nightmare monster had to step aside, watch the swarms of monsters coming at William and others, blocking its path towards them.
And when the initial series of explosions occurred, marking their arrival at the landmine, William knew his role had to end right now.
"Sith, it's now your task to lead us there," he shouted, while suddenly expanding the reach of his knives to cover the entire team inside, "move forward, lead us towards the safe spot in the middle of that landmine."
"Right away," Sith shouted, before moving with his team forward, "thanks," he said in utmost sincerity when he passed by William's side.
"You take the front, and I'll handle the rear," William started to slowly retract his knives, while starting to slowly walk forward, "make sure we don't end up stuck just a few hundred metres away!"
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