YM778.TV Chapter 905 The Potion
With each potion he made, he discovered a trait of this toxin. Slowly the entire picture revealed itself to him. "So… It can destroy spirit power inside anything, slowly weakening anyone and adding a sense of illusion of being overly weak… It also affects the spirit and spirit elements, making anyone infected with it unable to exert his full power while using any technique…"
William grabbed the main features of this toxin. It wasn\'t that deadly, provided that no one got contracted to it for long enough. Its main lethal feature was the weakening effect for any master, making anyone vulnerable and quite weak and powerless against any foe.
William knew to overcome this, the right method was by using some sort of stimulus. He had tons of potions in his head, ones that could turn anyone berserk and crazy.
These were used as a last resort for many masters in the outer world in battles. As these potions would burn one\'s potential, ending up causing severe damage. But William wasn\'t worried, as these potions would work against the toxin, ending up causing little damage.
"It\'s better to modify the main formulas, adding mental stability effects and healing properties as well…" It was futile to use any healing potion or even elixir to heal the damage brought up by these potions. Such damage would affect the spirits first, and that was where the big losses came from to any master.
The only way to do it was by modifying the main formulas and making the potions heal the damage on their own. As he decided that, he took out scrolls and started writing down lots of stuff there.
Others watched what he was doing attentively. During the past day, they felt more eager to join the battle happening far away. Even if they couldn\'t see anything by eyes or spirit senses, they were hearing continuous noises of the fierce clashes going on out there.
William ignored all this and focused on the task at hand. Others thought he was going to deliver to the alchemists what he was writing, letting them make the cure for the toxin he spoke about.
None ever felt anything before when they walked past that line he drew later. But the ones who met Anjie before spoke about this toxin, and everyone started to understand why William was acting in such a way.
Against what they thought, once William finished what he was writing, he didn\'t give any alchemist a single piece of paper. Instead, he returned to make potions again, seemingly testing something.
William was testing the new formula he devised right on the spot. He experienced many setbacks and had to modify a few parts here and there before finally, he produced a potion that satisfied his needs and high standards.
"Listen, this is the potion you are going to make," the moment William succeeded in making it, he went in the direction of the alchemy masters gathered up at one spot.
Their number was in the thousands, luckily, and they stayed on an empty piece of land, which was enough to accommodate tables, ovens, and various gears and materials they\'d use.
"... I don\'t want to just make enough potions for our use. There are lots of masters entrapped out there, intoxicated by such deadly toxins. We need them, need their help to win this war. So make as much as you can, and keep me posted about this."
William already handed them a scroll with detailed items they\'d need. He asked them to copy and distribute this scroll over to other masters, sending them around to look for the materials in the area around or bring them from their rings.
But the moment he said his last piece, his friends\' faces changed. Many sighed, many rolled their eyes, and just a few spoke up.
"I have to go," William knew they grew sick of such an attitude, but it wasn\'t his fault. Every single time he was placed in a situation he\'d have to take the lead alone, or work solo without the help of anyone.
Just like this situation. He wouldn\'t take them with him, ending up getting intoxicated and falling victim to much weaker enemies. He said his reasons and left, didn\'t know if they got what he said or just nodded as they were powerless to stop him.
William started to run fast, quite fast. He already spent lots of time making and finalising that potion. And now it was up to him to save the day out there.
To make these potions, one master would take around half an hour to produce enough to fill a hundred bottles. Using the thousands there, then tons of these potions would be produced in a single day.
However, there was a catch. First of all, the materials needed were quite high. He had to make a complicated formula, one that\'d require lots of materials to concoct, not to mention a very high standard of the masters producing them.
So it might seem that thousands of masters would work on this, but he had to devise a system through which less skilled masters would help in processing the materials and making the easy steps. Then they\'d deliver the semi-finished products to the more skilled ones, letting them finalise everything.
Doing it this way wouldn\'t affect the productivity of the masters, but it\'d allow for many mistakes to occur. Not to mention he didn\'t yet try it out with masters, didn\'t know for how long the effect of potions would last.
A single potion might last for a few hours, or even a few minutes. It might produce different results for each grade, for masters with certain spirits or elements.
It was a turf that he couldn\'t guess any about without trying. Not to mention the concentration of toxin in the air. He was sure that the higher the toxin in the air was, the shorter the effect of the potions would last.