Limitless The Strongest Revenant

The sheer fortitude required to join the ranks of Vela's wolves was enough to make even grown men cry. But rather than complain these girls gritted their teeth and trained even harder. They intentionally placed themselves in danger all for the sake of strength.

"I haven't heard that name in a long time, it sure brings back memories. Seeing as you specifically named us, state your request, Patron. We will accomplish it without fail."

Nodding, I turned to my monocled bastard and inquired, "Phillip, do we still have the body of Andromalius?"

"Yes, my lord we still do. We have yet to find a good use for it," my chief Administrator replied.

"Excellent. Yvonne, I want you and Golden Wick to create a new type of blessed bullet. One that has more holy energy than even a Sacred. You can use Andromalius' corpse for your experimentation. I want new Sacreds that can kill even Archdemons."

When everyone heard my words, they audibly gasped. Sacreds were already plenty powerful. But while they were able to kill even Rank B Noble Vampires, they were useless against Archdemons.

I didn't know if it was possible, but I believed that limits were made to be broken. I wanted to place my trust on those who devoted themselves to my cause. Against all odds, I had faith that Yvonne and her guild would rise to the occasion.

"Can you do it?"

Yvonne and the original 11 all stood up and slammed their fists on their chests. This would probably be the first time I gave them such a tall order. While such expectations would seem daunting to some, to the oppressed and marginalized, there was no greater sign of trust.

"YES PATRON! WE VOW TO ACCOMPLISH THIS TASK OR DIE TRYING!"

Even from where I stood, I saw the fervor in their eyes. Anyone with a brain would know how important this task was. Indirectly, I was telling the rest of my army that we would need to fight yet another Archdemon. One stronger than the one we already defeated.

"Thank you."

"Uhm, my lord. You haven't told Addi and I what you request is yet. What can we do for you?" Cynthia asked in trepidation.

Given that both she and Yvonne became my {vassals} at the same time, she might be feeling that she also had to pull her own weight. But given what was to come, I see her cursing me due to overwork like last time.

"Of course, I wouldn't forget you guys. Cynthia, Addison. I want you to take all the production teams you can muster and divide them into two groups. I have two things I want accomplished. Like Yvonne, coordinate with North America, Phillip and the Adventurers as you require."

"YES, MY LORD!" x2

"Before I begin. I want to confirm. Our Benevols, the soulgear created from Devil's remains. They all still exhaust themselves if you use them without my {Fate}, correct?"

"Yes, my lord that is the case," both of them replied.

"Okay. Addi, I want you to find a way to localize my {fate} to create Benevols that replenish themselves and Firearm type soulgears that shoot Sacreds but never run out ammunition. For the Benevols I want at least 10,000. While for the rifles 100,000 should be enough."

Much like before my orders caused everyone to wince. Why wouldn't they? To most people both were impossible. {Rewind} and {Reload} were {Fates} I only granted to Hellsend. Making them localized meant literally anyone could grab these guns and they would work.

The dwarf in front of me had a grim face as he pondered. He then took up his fist and bashed his face. While those around him were surprised, I was familiar with such an action. If he was like me this was something one did when fear overwhelmed one's reason.

"I understand, I will complete both orders in 30 days," he said curtly.

No excuses, no questions just a promise. Having worked on the {Sirens of Sin} I knew how devoted this man was to his craft. His {Fate} likewise came from his pride as a artisan. Satisfied with his response I turned to Cynthia as I continued.

"Cynthia, for you I have something different. You are currently in charge of the anti-soul armaments, right? Anti-soul is too long. Let's call them 'Fate Breakers', or Fakers for short."

At my naming sense the Sirens all began kicking up a fuss. I ignored them and waited for my {Vassal} to respond.

"Yes, my lord. The production of the Faker armaments are already underway. It is split in two parts. One group are in charge of forging swords and spears for the Yuddha Raksha and Gareth's Defenders.

"The other use modern machinery and techniques from the Derycks to craft Faker rounds. We have plenty of material but lack refined techniques. Frankly we are still learning on the fly. Processing the Faker material is also extremely hard."

Understanding her plight, I turned to Terence Anvil, our reluctant head of Fortification. Beside him was Van Micron Sub leader of Minerva's Wizards. Sensing my gaze the two of them straightened their backs, they probably knew what I was about to say.

"Terence, I want you to oversee the Faker cold weapons. Van, I appoint you to take over for the Faker ammunition for hot weapons. Prioritize arming the Soulless, then create supplies for an army of 100,000. This is on top of everything else you do. What is your answer?"

Both men were once Formless Reapers who pleaded to me to prove their worth. At this moment in front of the Hellsend leadership and Reapers from other continents, my words said one thing. They were people who had my complete trust.

"BY YOUR WILL MY LORD!" x2

I could practically sense the overflowing fighting spirit pouring from both men. Much like the Yvonne, they smashed their fists to their chests and roared like lions in battle. The sounds of their voices echoed like thunder.

Having addressed Cynthia's concerns I returned my gaze to the red head and continued, "Cynthia, your next task is to create a kit of 5 mass produced soulgear that can allow anyone to fight like our forces. They must all work at the same time. And I want 100,000 pieces of each."

"Y-You want me to create F-Five hundred thousand soulgears? Without blueprints? And they have to be able to work together? On top of hunting and needing to devote ourselves to creating {Bestow} rounds?"

"And they must work with gun and benevol Addi will create," I added.

"I-In thirty days?"

Soulgear creation was hard. If you didn't have a template to use, then it becomes next to impossible. However, as Version 2 of {Call my Name} gave everyone here {Bestow}, I knew they could make it happen. Cynthia with her intellect would make a way.

"Yes.

"Huh…"

Cynthia stared into empty space for a bit before punching herself awake. Seeing the blood from a busted lip, much like Addison, this woman also was fighting against her instincts. My people were quite violent, weren't they? Was this because they saw me do that before I wondered?

"Consider it done, my lord."

I then turned to everyone as I declared for everyone to hear!

"My officers, as an additional reward, everyone here will receive a set of Addison's and Cynthia's new creations and Faker weaponry. They are yours to keep. a thank you from me."

"WOOOAAAAHHHH!!!!"

At the announcement all my officers began cheering. From what I requested, each officer would receive in total seven soulgears that could work together. Combined with {Call my Name} and the new blessed ammunition, anyone could see how much our power would jump forward.

But I still wasn't done.

"Bernard."

"Yes, my lord! Your servant awaits!"

"You are our most effective training officer. I command you to coordinate with the Derycks, Phillip and Carlos. When I get back from Kismayo, I want Hellsend's first enlistment to commence."

"By your will! I Bernard Nelson will give it my all!"

"As for the rest of you, my final gift is not for you but your families. Everyone here knows the stakes of what we fight against. In preparation for Hellsgate breaking open. I invite all of you. If you wish to have your humans join our ranks, I will permit it. Have them trained to wield guns by the time I return, and I will serve as their sponsor and handler."

The officers who knew the cost of such a thing all bowed their heads and roared. Some were in tears, while others gripped their fists in excitement.

"THANK YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS, MY LORD!!"

Positive emotions were gushing from everyone present. Just one soulgear granted people much power. What more for an entire set of them! But I still hadn't gotten to the best part. By the time I did, Hellsgate will usher forth a new era!