Rebirth: Supreme Soul Master

“What a terrifying creature,” Ibra sighed, looking at the ground, and added, “Slytherin worms always move alone. Once they spot a target, they burrow into the ground, spreading their bodies out in a circle to form a circular worm-like structure before the target steps into the trap.”

"So, we're already standing on it?!"

"How long is that guy? A twenty-meter-long monster or something?!"

Those who had never heard of this terrifying monster before showed shock, fear, and confusion on their faces.

“The young ones are at least fifty meters tall,” Sarah’s voice came slowly, “As for the adults… at least one hundred meters tall… and all of them are at the Gold level!”

“Damn it! William is right in the middle of that trap! How can we help him get out and escape this damn place?” Berry was very worried about William and asked everyone without showing any emotion.

"Then let's kill it!" A bronze-level soul master who knew nothing about this insect said angrily and disdainfully, "We outnumber them, don't tell me you can't do it!"

“As far as I know…” Ibu is the most experienced and strongest here. Therefore, it was expected that the bronze-clad giant would speak to him: “Without a Dark Gold Soul Master, killing this thing is impossible!”

"this…"

“Most of the Slytherin bug’s body is underground, and its weakest point is its tail, which won’t appear unless you kill it,” Sarah explained urgently. “We’re already standing on it. Every move we make will disturb the ground, creating cracks, resulting in either falling into the circle formed by its body and being crushed to death within seconds, or being stabbed by its tail with sharp and deadly needles. It’s over.”

"How...how are we supposed to get rid of this?!" As one of the white members spoke, he and the other four men, who were of similar strength to him, turned pale with fright.

Sarah's meaning was clear... once trapped, no one can save their life!

“The standard escape method is for everyone to run away at the same time,” Lang said slowly, uttering something many didn’t want to say. “Few people will fall into a trap, and the monsters will be too busy dealing with them. Most of us are in groups of five; the rest will run.”

His words were clear: they had to sacrifice five men to save the rest. Hearing this, everyone fell into a deep silence.

Just a moment ago, they were taking a walk, chatting, and even having a great time. Now? They're talking about who they have to sacrifice to save other people's lives.

Who will be sacrificed? Who will have a chance to survive? At this critical juncture, William knew this would be a great test, allowing him to see through the true nature of each person.

Everyone wants to survive, but would his team members accept surviving at the expense of others?

“You all speak,” John said before anyone else could, “I…I have a duty to save William, to save everyone.”

John carried a feeling of not belonging from the very beginning. When faced with such a difficult situation, he volunteered without hesitation.

“No, we should draw lots,” Ibra gave John a deep look. “Let’s let luck and fate decide who lives and who dies.”

“This…” One of the five members in white took a deep breath and looked at Berry and Lang from the Dragon Clan. He paused for a long time, as if he had lived a lifetime: “I am participating on behalf of the Dragon Clan.”

“No, let’s do as Ibu says.” Berry felt immense pain seeing the child’s eyes. She agreed to Lang’s plan not to sacrifice herself to save her own life under these circumstances, but to let the children of her tribe see and experience the true horror of the real world.

“We either have the weakest member of our race sacrifice themselves for us,” the Silver-rank Soul Master Sarah raised suddenly spoke up, “or we let fate and luck decide everything. Let’s brainstorm and see who that person is.” It was a question of how to resolve this crisis.

William gripped his sword, listening to everything behind him. Just then, the dust that had engulfed him dissipated with a roar, and something that looked ferocious appeared, clashing with his sword.

It cannot be described as having a head or a tail... Its body is cylindrical, with a sudden circular end at the top containing smaller circles filled with sharp, ugly teeth.

William's sword fiercely blocked the sharp, razor-like teeth that were thrusting at his face from all directions. If his sword had failed, or had moved even a few centimeters away, his face would have been devoured by those teeth.

William saw it all most clearly. There were about twelve circles, and many sharp daggers came hurtling towards him. In the middle of it all, an opening appeared, covered by thick, round muscles.

It looks like a mouth, or an anus, or both! But it's unlike anything these Soul Masters have ever seen before.

William knew that if he released the monster, it would begin to attack him and his team relentlessly, ultimately harming everyone.

Even if he was trapped in place, he had to fight against the terrifying power emanating from that strange mouth and prevent it from breaking free.