In the middle of all this, this old man never grew tired of using William's lightning formation. His laugh looked a bit absurd, making everyone look at him in a weird way.
"It's not luck, it was all intentional," William rolled his eyes when he heard that, "you got at least ten hours to prepare, we'll slowly grind them here, and try to buy you more time. Go, go now."
Masters paused when they heard Fang's words, but they returned to run again. They knew they had much more time than what they initially expected. And that was great news to them.
The Troll got activated, and hordes of monsters and dark masters got cleared out in batches in the next two hours. As William took his time to power up the Troll, the latter could last a bit longer, and its attacks reached far-distanced places.
Yet the enemies relentlessly came after them. In two hours, the Troll exhausted its power, and then the time for the formations inside came.
