Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



William's side also got attacked by these monsters. Fire based masters were now working like crazy, while wind-based masters also stepped up to help.

Things were growing serious now. William knew how ferocious these Wrathers were. And it was expected how fierce they even handled fire.

William spread further instructions to add depth to the sea of fire, even using the leftover grenades to add more to it.

His side lacked such extravagant strategic weapons. So, he simply had to look for any light, lightning, and lava masters and send them to help as well.

It was rare indeed to find such masters, but he still found a few who formed two hundred master team and went out there to help.

After struggling for a few hours, and with the retreat of a few kilometres to the inside, things finally started to look much better.

Masters here got to see how scary these Wrathers were when they managed to break through the layer of fire at the early hour. They lost thousands of good masters thanks to that, as those who got wounded were controlled, moving out like puppets and attacking everyone around.

In the end stronger masters had to step in and kill everyone. This resulted in such losses, which was quite good in William's eyes.

If they didn't see how savage these monsters were, how truly dangerous they were, then they'd not take these monsters seriously at all.

Right now, all the four sides were lined up with a layer of deadly toxin, and then a layer of deadly fire. In between the Wrathers stood and tried to get to the masters.

At the same time, artisans were trying to make the things William designed. The latter knew they'd take time before succeeding, but he wanted just one advanced catapult with other gears to test this plan out.

His wait lasted for twelve more hours. During which those Wrathers never stopped coming as if they got no end to them. Masters didn't like such a situation, where they had to stand idle and watch fire and other elements eat away these weird creatures.

But when they recalled the bitter experience they witnessed, they knew how lucky they were to have such a way to handle these things without the need to directly clash with them.

William rested for a while, and then he kept following the progress of everything. The first catapult to be made was one at his guild's side. After all, there were around a few hundred ready catapults there, and they just needed to modify parts using William's guidance.

"Let's start testing it out then," William was eager to know the result of all his novel ideas more than anyone else. So once one catapult was made, he gave the green light to his guild members to start testing things out.

The other two designs were executed perfectly fine. They were quite simple and didn't need much work or anything.

[How many are we going to send?] Ibra asked, [I'd say a hundred]

[We need to send many out there, but in different directions] Stark said, [We need to test how safe it is at different places, not just one]

"I agree," William paused, "make sure to send wind-based masters, and let them use hovering tornado techniques when they are in midair. If they have any technique to add more speed to them, then they should also use them."

[Then we should send dark gold masters] a leader said, [They are the most capable ones to handle things in difficult situations like… Flying]

"Do we have such masters there?" William knew finding such masters in any side other than the one with his guild members would be easy. And against what he expected, there were enough masters to try this way out.

"Let's do it," William gave the signal, and then his vices and the few leaders with them started to test things out.

The new catapult had a weird, shaped boat instead of the normal net like piece to throw things away. It wasn't made entirely out of wood; it had an outer layer of ores that made it hard to crack when landing.

The inner part of it had a soft cushion piece, one that was enough to absorb any hard impact without harming anyone inside.

As for the cloak, it was filled with long and thin pieces of ores. They got knuckle-like pieces, able to be bent and not break. William devised this to act as crude wings, something to help masters thrown in the air to hover for longer distances and fly without exerting much effort.

He just gathered up ideas, innovations, and even rumours from the outer world to come up with all this. And now it was the truth time.

William anxiously waited for the good news. His wait didn't last longer than half an hour before news was sent back to him.

[It works!] It was Ibra who said it. William already asked dark gold masters to spread their senses and try to follow the ones flying outside, [We tried at ten different directions so far, one already succeeded in landing safely. There are no dangers out there, and everything looked fine]

"Yes!" William was excited about such great news, "how about others? Keep tracking them and return back to me," William then held the many Bullets of this grand army leaders and spread the news.

Their response wasn't any less than his. And eventually they got all hyped about making these catapults. Even many asked to try out their luck, see if they got the talent of forging or not.

William didn't stop anyone. At these moments, it was better to let everyone's excitement soar and thrive, instead of killing it using logic and reason.

In the next hour, more news came. All of the ten attempts succeeded, and right now they were trying to test different directions with limited distance, to see what distance they got in the end to cover.