Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"This…"

"Do you hit your head or something?"

"Isn't it enough to lose us? You want to add everyone else?"

Many shouted and bellowed back in disbelief. But all William did was walk forward, reach the edge of that hill with the support of Sara and Berry, overlooking the valley where everything went south.

He pointed towards there before shouting again: "We don't need to be in the city to have fortifications and defences, all we need to do is build them! My guild masters there aren't strong, not that strong to take part in this battle. But they are talented enough to turn this place into a fort, one that won't pale in comparison to the city defences…"

He didn't stop there, started to speak more about his crazy plan, "We lack war supplies? Let's forge them! Do we have broken gears and weapons? Let's repair and make more then. Do we lack potions and elixirs? Let them do it! We need to build towers and trenches, and lay down traps all over the place? Let them have this task, and let us just kill. All we need to do is kill, keep fighting until we kill the last enemy here, and win this goddam war!"

"..."

His words landed, and all, everyone without exception, realised now how crazily and scarily different William was.

Everyone could tell and point out the glaring issues and problems they had. They all knew what they lacked, and yet no one ever had such an idea before.

In the middle of a war, William wanted to build a community using everyone he had? Make them build up defences, forge and concoct various items, and make them work to build a small version of the city here?

One word popped into their heads, all without exception; Insane!

"What are you waiting for? Let's do it!" He looked at everyone around, "we need to risk it, either we win and survive together, or fall down here with our heads raised high!"

His words invoked the excitement of many. They knew alone they wouldn't survive the incoming tsunami of enemies. And so they had nothing to lose.

Sloth and other high-end masters here knew the real decision makers weren't them, but the ones at the far back, those standing in safety and had a chance to run away.

Sara relayed the news to Berry, and they all waited. The choice was indeed hard to make, and the newly arrived masters knew if they ever stood in front of such a decision, then many would prefer to run away.

"They are coming!" and yet the shocking thing happened. It wasn't just a few of them, but all of them moved. The more shocking fact was that they didn't take any time to think or reconsider this decision, they simply received the news, and then started running towards the fort.

"Set the stage for them to come in," William shouted, "Sloth, pick a team and lead them towards there to help if things don't fall out right."

"Leave them to me," as they decided to step in, Sloth and others held high respect for them. He selected a few and started moving towards the direction of the walls.

It wasn't that great of a distance for the masters of William's guild to cross. They repeated the same trick Sara and others used to cross the deadly trench, and with the lack of the defending dark masters, their passing went out quite smoothly.

At the same time, the high-end masters pressed hard with everyone, forcing the dark masters around to focus on them and not care about the incoming masters.

It was clear these masters, despite being too much, were quite weak. And that made even the leader of that dark masters' army not put them in their eyes.

They heard what William wanted to do, and couldn't help but laugh at their naivety. A bunch of strong masters wanted a swarm of weak ones to come here and share the pressure with them? Fighting against not only high-class dark masters, but against two deadly monster tides as well? This was quite pathetic.

And yet when everything pointed out towards them winning this without breaking a sweat, something new happened, William acted!

He was feeling too weak right now. He didn't just get hit by that deadly beam, but he suffered such a blow when he got his power halved.

He was too weak to take part in that war, but he could do something else.

"Hurry, arm these ballistae's bolts with these grenades," he might not have made enough of his upgraded version of these grenades, but he got enough of the lower-quality ones, enough to make the enemies shake and even force them back.

The moment he shouted, he touched his rings and emptied a huge stock of these grenades. There was only Sara and Berry beside him, but soon enough many of the masters who were close by moved.

Even high-end masters, ones who didn't belong to the guild, moved as well to help. At such drastic moments, it didn't matter what grade the master firing the ballista was.

They all attached the grenades to the bolts, and the high-end masters attached more than one grenade to the same bolt.

"Let's do it!" no one needed William to tell them what to do. They all went to the ballistae, and armed these up with the new bolts, before releasing hell over the heads of the enemies.

The moment these bolts armed with grenades appeared in the picture, everything changed. The explosive powers of these grenades were strong enough to cause problems for the dark masters around.