Chapter 1168 The Little Detail That Everyone Missed
"... These will be our last line of defence, and we'll activate them if we don't have the chance to safely retreat to the gate…"
"You heard the man, let's do it!" the king shouted, while others yelled in response. They all moved and started activating their formations. As for William, he remained in the tunnel, took out his Troll, and started activating it.
From experience, he knew it'd take an hour to activate this Troll, just almost the same time needed for the three formations to get ready. He decided to go all out this time, over-infusing the Troll with his spirit power, so it'd have a much broader range and fiercer power in its attacks.
The moment they started using the formations, everything changed. They finally found their time to breathe, and killing the endless stream of enemies without the need to personally get involved was like a heaven-sent gift to all of them.
One formation got depleted after another. And by the depletion of the first batch of formations, they all realised why William acted stubbornly before.
They all thought these formations would buy them enough time to retreat, but that wasn't true. The moment the formations got depleted, enemies ran towards them, crossing the area cleared by the formations in mere tens of seconds!
It was insane! And if not for William to establish the next set of formations closer, they'd have suffered and had to fight desperately again.
They realised William was right, realised he got a point in refusing all of their shouts and demands before. If he listened and built the formations back then, things wouldn't have changed much for them, and they'd have ended up suffering again.
Seeing this made William smile and nod in satisfaction. He knew they had the reason behind his constant rejection.
"I hope they are ready at the other side," William finished activating the Troll in forty minutes, twenty minutes less than what he initially expected and aimed for.
He used lots of elixirs to replenish his lost spirit power, but at some point, he couldn't match the insanely growing absorption rate of the Troll. Even when consuming elixirs like running water, he couldn't make up for the insane amount lost per second from his spirit power.
So he had to stop, or else he'd suffer it badly, or even worse, get a deadly backlash or something.
As he finally stopped doing this, and other masters were midway through activating the third layer of formations, he got a few minutes to think about something that many missed.
There was another battle waiting for them at the surface. He wasn't worried about fighting enemies out there, but he was worried about the enemies coming from this pocket world.
After all, that gate was now widely activated, and they had zero control over it. The statues he had total control over didn't have any control over this gate. And that meant these enemies also had the ability to pass through and chase after them out there.
He didn't fear that, as this battle was going to happen on their continent. But the early hours of it were the most important, as they needed to endure and fight until news spread and reinforcements arrived.
Fighting enemies coming at them from everywhere wasn't the best situation anyone would dream of having. And that was why he thought about the masters who went to the surface.
"I hope they didn't lean to rest and started building up traps and defences around the gate," he muttered, while hoping the high-end masters who accompanied the large number of masters out there would act wisely.
"We are about to finish," lost in his thoughts, he heard the shout from Sloth, "Get ready to activate the Troll."
He wasn't shouting at William but at everyone else. According to William's earlier plan, they had to retreat, and activate the Troll, while others would retreat.
A group of them would be left behind to activate the deadly formations in the tunnel. Before experiencing everything, they felt like this wasn't necessary. But now, they were glad William thought this far ahead, considered such a matter deeply and prepared beforehand.
"I'm ready here," William shouted back, "All the unneeded masters will return back, make sure to fortify the area around the gate, make sure there is enough defences to stop the enemies…"
"What enemies?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You mean the ones we expect to appear from that single hill?"
Many exclaimed in surprise, even the ones who were going to help him and the king in activating the Troll.
William could only sigh, "Do you think the enemies here won't follow us out there?" his words landed, and all of sudden they all realised what he wanted to convey. And frankly speaking, they were shocked by it.
They were totally immersed in fighting and planning to get out of here to miss such glaringly obvious points. And when they realised it, they all fell into silence.
"You heard him, we need to fortify the gate out there," the king was the first to speak, the first to get a better hold on himself, "let's go, we'll try to buy you enough time to do it."
There wasn't enough time to do any of that. All of the masters here were exhausted and terribly wounded. And they were this close to the gate.
The last line of defence was the Trolla and the five formations William built inside the tunnel. They weren't enough to delay the enemies more than two hours, three at most. And that meant they had little time on their hands.
Once realising this, they didn't stop anymore and started to run towards the gate. The masters who were supposed to help William and the king to power up the Troll stood and poured their spirit power into it. While another group of masters, led by Fang, decided to wait inside the tunnel.
"We'll buy you more hours by activating the formations slowly," Fang shouted, "it's lucky that the first formation is lightning, my type, hahaha!"
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