After doing this for an entire day, he stopped, looked at the thick and densely packed monsters that seemed to not show any decrease at all, shook his head, and then left.
All this was watched and recorded by many masters that William didn't know of their existence. No one knew why these monsters didn't dare to step forward, and yet they all acknowledged and appreciated what William did.
The latter walked towards the fog zone. The closer he got, the more he felt how familiar it was. The shape of fog, its distribution and thickness, all were like the fog that bellowed from the holes back at that underground space at the Novistic capital.
Yet this fog seemed a bit thinner. "I believe it's because this is the outer zone," William muttered to himself, before standing in front of the swamp area.
The world looked a bit similar to how it was when he stood at the edge of the portal zone. When he travelled across the area filled with scary and colossal flying monsters, he arrived at the edge of it, looking at the world out there as if he was looking at a totally different world.
The world inside that fog was without a sky, only green colour prevailed. The fog moved in torrents, like wind bellowing a thick gathering of dust or something.
The light coming into that place was all green, in different grades and intensity, giving the place a very ominous feeling. As for the ground, it was indeed filled with giant swamps, filled with dirty black waters, bushes that lined the land around them with dark green, red, purple, and black colours.
William didn't go directly inside, started to walk around the edge of this zone while trying to get as much intel as possible before going inside.
From the city leaders, he got a lot of information about the monsters waiting for him inside the swamp zone. The deadliest were the armoured crocodiles, the feathered snakes, and the blue furred scorpions.
William didn't recognise these monsters, but there was enough data for him to know their main deadly features. The main most dangerous aspect was for these monsters' ability to hide from one's sight and even senses.
William tried to spread out his spirit sense, see through that swamp zone for kilometres, yet failed. The moment his spirit sense passed through the edge of this zone, and it felt like it met with burning fire, eating it away.
William knew this was the effect of this fog. So, masters going inside had to be extremely vigilant all the time, watching every angle, and be ready to fight all the time.
That was also why anyone going in there had to do it in the form of large teams, not just solo. Going there alone was a suicidal mission, one that no sane master would do.
William knew his limits quite well, especially when there were lots of dark gold monsters in that swamp zone. He didn't depend on the intel provided to him by the city leaders, and kept watching the swamp area, looking for monsters for long hours.
He remained patient, didn't hurry to go in and kept walking around this zone. As he did that, he started to notice different monsters swimming inside the dirty water or moving from one swamp into another.
He had to be extremely focused to see these monsters. After all, their colours weren't that much different than the gloomy colours inside that zone.
"This is going to be tricky if I just walked inside and waited for them to come for me," William kept thinking about the right way to go inside the swarm zone. And as he took his time like this, other masters tagging along were also feeling curious about what he planned to do.
They all knew about this infamous region, like other ominous and dangerous areas in the continent. No one was brave enough to step inside all by himself. And from William's actions so far, they got the impression that he was up to something.
As they kept watching, William sat on the ground after walking around for one day straight. They mistook his intentions as if he wanted to rest. Yet when they watched him taking out lots of stuff, ovens, anvil, hammer, and lots of ores and materials, they were surprised.
"Don't tell me he wants to forge something…"
"Right now?! No way!!"
"What went wrong in his head?"
Just as they were curious to see what he wanted to do, William started to melt down ores in various ovens, held his hammer, and began to cleanse them.
He wasn't the same weak white grade spirit master he was when he first did that back at the Aspire academy, nor was he the same bronze master who did it back at the Long clan.
He held the hammer after activating his one tail form, held it with his tail, and used the lightning element to add speed to his moves.
William wanted to make something similar to his grenades. He already exhausted tons of them before, and had few left over, not enough to secure his path towards the inner zone of this area.
He didn't have the same skills as his talented Artisans, but he knew few tricks to make up for this. In return for not having the right affinity and skills, he would use runes written on the surface of the finished products, adding more explosive nature to them, turning them into real grenades.
He knew the overall explosive might of these weren't even close to the real grenades he got from his guild. So he planned to produce tons of these, to make up for the lack of quality with quantity.
He didn't plan to make anything sophisticated this time, just stuck to the basics and kept cleansing the ores he just melted.
He knew even if he used advanced hammering and forging techniques and skills, the end result wouldn't differ that much.
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