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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A banishing act (2)
Count Gressil’s stallion speared through the fog, piercing the enemy’s frontlines like a bolt of black lightning. The ghouls tried to pounce on the horse, but Count Gressil pushed them away with a fiery magic burst that burned them to ash.“You cannot hide from me anymore. I will find you,” Count Gressil muttered as he leaned forward and kicked the horse with his spurs. The stallion snorted and picked up speed, knocking away the Skeletal Warriors in its path and trampling over their bony bodies.While Count Gressil penetrated deeper into the enemy’s ranks, the mechanical sentries kept the undead cavalry distracted. The Headless Cavaliers were fast enough to get close to the sentries and deliver a few sharp blows to their legs, but they too were eventually cut down by their bladed arms.The three sentries marching across the battlefield fought off thirty Cavaliers at once, their bladed arms slicing through their plate armor and chopping down the horses with swift strikes. However, the
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A banishing act (3)
Tanya was in two minds about keeping Ezra’s request, but seeing as it was equally dangerous to leave him all alone inside the burial chamber, she decided to take him to the Chamber of Spirits.The white stone door guarding the Chamber of Spirits slid down automatically as Tanya approached it. Inside the ovaloid room were statues of different pagan deities, and in the middle of the chamber there was a cup-like depression containing sparkling blue water.This chamber was used for rites and rituals, and sometimes the relatives of the deceased meditated here to commune with the departed souls. However, a lot had changed since the undead infestation.As soon as Tanya set foot inside the chamber, she felt a shiver run along her spine, and the hair on her skin stood up. The energy in this place wasn’t pure, and it did not take too long for her to realize this place was tainted with a malicious presence.The Banshee was lurking nearby, and even though Tanya could not see her, she could feel he
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Wrath of the Elder Lich
Outside Silver Springs, the Elite Guards were engaged in a losing battle against an endless horde of Corrupted Ghouls and Skeletal Warriors. Although the mechanical sentries were doing their best to fight off the cavalry units, they were slowly beginning to get swarmed.Meanwhile, Count Gressil had managed to shoot down the Undead Cavaliers and break through their defensive formation. However, the Elder Lich still had plenty of tricks up his sleeves.Spurring his horse forward, Count Gressil headed straight toward the Elder Lich, and as soon as he was within range, he unleashed a volley of Flameshot rounds from his nock gun. The ammunition scattered into nine flaming pellets, but before they could hit the Lich, they were stopped by a magic shield.The Elder Lich had cast the Dark Barrier spell to protect himself, and it had absorbed the impact from the bullets, rendering them harmless.“That won’t keep you safe forever,” Count Gressil muttered as he charged forward on horseback, his no
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A brutal massacre
The town guards standing near the gate looked up at the sky and shuddered as the Undead Chimera flew over them, its massive gray wings casting a great shadow on the disorganized troops. Milton recalibrated the magic cannon and positioned it at an upward angle to target the Chimera. But just as he was about to fire, the hybrid flew up.Zwip!The magic beam missed its mark and disappeared amidst the smoky black clouds. Milton repositioned the cannon by changing the angle of elevation and fired again.Zwip!This time, the magic beam nicked the Chimera’s head, burning its manes and leaving a dark scar on the left side of its head. It growled and dived straight at the watchtower. Before Milton could adjust the settings and fire again, the undead hybrid clawed at the cannon and tore off its power tubes.As the cannon powered down, Milton’s face turned pale in horror. His heart thumped like a caged animal as he stared at the Chimera’s hungry eyes.Outside the town, Count Gressil’s Elite Guar
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Bones and bullets
The Elder Lich had expended most of his magic energy by unleashing that last fireball. However, its dark powers and mastery over necromancy allowed it to continue summoning the undead at will.Count Gressil had hoped his powerful Spectral Companion would help him turn the tides of battle, but the Elder Lich had cast a banishing spell to dismiss the Archeopteryx. Without his Spectral Companion, the Count was at a severe disadvantage now since the Lich had taken the battle to the skies.Weaving his bony fingers through the air, the Elder Lich summoned a set of flaming blue skulls to orbit behind him. He had already broken through Count Gressil’s defenses once by unleashing a skull barrage and was looking to end the duel with another similar attack.Count Gressil empowered his Bulletproof Armor by overcharging his Magic Power with the help of a Magic Boost potion. But he knew his shield was still not powerful enough to block dark spells. “You are not entering Silver Springs as long as I
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A well-earned reward
The death of the Elder Lich dealt the final blow to the undead forces, putting an end to the attack. The clouds gathered over Silver Springs disappeared and the evening sun brightened the clear blue sky with its gentle rays.As Ezra returned to Silver Springs, the governor bowed to him and expressed his heartfelt gratitude. “I still do not know who you are, but I am in your debt.”“I am just an ordinary Gunner, and it was my duty to help your people. After all, you were kind enough to allow us inside your family’s crypt,” Ezra replied.The governor slowly raised his head and smiled. “I am sorry, but I refuse to believe you are an ordinary Gunner. I am not a magic user myself, but I have never seen someone so young fighting with such mastery. Your skills can easily put even the most powerful Elementalists to shame. And I am sure even His Excellency would acknowledge you as an equal.”“That I would.” Count Gressil’s voice rang out from behind. He was accompanied by Tanya and Milton.Tany
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Enchanted Crafting
A three-hour car ride brought Ezra and his companions back to Magaravia. Despite the challenges, their outing had been fruitful. The Atlas of Altamir was now in Tanya’s possession, and Ezra had managed to acquire two futuristic weapons.Once they returned to their mansion in Verdant Gardens, the Count ordered his men to set out for Silver Springs the following morning to fetch the remains of his fallen Elite Guards. Although they deserved to have their last rites performed in Ignar under the watchful gaze of their family members, he knew it was impossible now since the city had been conquered by a necromancer. All he could do now was give them a proper burial close to the mansion.While Count Gressil was busy conversing with his guards, Tanya summoned two priestesses from the shrine of Ishani in Bolter Street. Since Tanya was still in two minds about trusting the people of Magaravia she chose not to reveal anything about the map. Instead, she requested the priestesses to accompany h
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Secrets of the Atlas of Altamir
The next day, Tanya returned from Ishani’s shrine at the break of dawn and immediately sent for Ezra and her father.Count Gressil and Ezra met up in the guest room on the third floor of the mansion, where Tanya was waiting along with Count Gressil’s two most trusted Elite Guards.“The map has revealed its secrets, and you won’t believe how expansive and detailed it is,” Tanya said, motioning the guards to leave.As the Elite Guards stepped outside the room, Tanya unfurled the Atlas of Altamir on the table, revealing a detailed map of the Ruined City of the Ancients. It covered everything, starting from the roads leading to the city to the traps and treasures hidden inside.Forever a treasure-seeker, the thought of setting off on a treasure-hunting expedition excited Ezra. Even in his past life, he had always been fond of reading about lost artifacts and venturing into abandoned shops and run-down buildings to seek items of value.Although his misadventures had often landed him in trou
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Hour of Judgment
Following the glowing trail left behind by the Spectral Beholder, Ezra avoided the rot vines squirming in the mire, and the Medallion of Purity hanging over his chest shielded him from the swamp's corrupting influence.Dark geysers erupted around Ezra, spewing molten tar several feet in the air and filling the swamp with a sulfurous haze. The choking odor brought tears to his eyes, but he pushed on through the vaporous veil.The Spectral Beholder led Ezra to a small patch of dry land surrounded by rotting oak trees. As he stepped onto the elevated mound, he spotted a fiery blue orb floating in the distance.Ten more orbs appeared out of thin air, floating through the foggy darkness. At first glance, they looked like glowing power crystals, but as Ezra took a closer look, he realized these orbs weren’t floating crystals or fireflies, but Elven Wisps.The Elven Wisps were unique spectral entities only found in the Violet Everglades. Unlike Banshees and Spectral Wraiths, the Elven Wisps
Lady of the Swamp
A weary traveler lost inside the Violet Everglades was an easy prey for the creatures of the dark. And Ezra had just encountered one such nefarious entity. But instead of fear, his eyes lit up with a strange hopefulness.“You called out to me in Tanya’s voice, so you must have seen her passing through. Point me toward the Fountain of Chaos, and I won’t kill you,” he spoke in a cold, emotionless voice, without even turning to look at the creature creeping toward him.The creature laughed at his words and rushed through the darkness, moving like a shadow to play with his mind. Her voice echoed from different directions as she disappeared like smoke and danced around Ezra.“You are in my home, youngling. The dark ones told me you’d be coming,” she cackled. “But you won’t be walking out alive. So, forget about your friend and save yourself if you can!”As Ezra stood there motionless, a howling shadow rushed past him and gathered on a dry patch of grass overgrown with violet tulips that gl
Swamped!
The upturned black carriage slowly sinking in the mud, had turned into a feasting ground for the necrophages prowling nearby. But these slimy creatures neither resembled Ghouls nor Drekavacs. At first glance, it was easy to mistake them for Merfolk due to their scaly bodies and fish-like gills. However, their sharp black claws and long white fangs gave away their real nature.About thirteen of them were gathered around the carriage, fighting for the best share of the food and tearing out lumps of flesh from the dead horses lying in the mud. Seeing no human bodies around, Ezra concluded the cultists must have ditched the carriage upon entering the swamp and proceeded on foot from this point onward.“The cultists are already here. We should be careful,” Ezra cautioned the Count as he slid out of the saddle and dismounted from his horse. It was far too dangerous to ride any animal into the swamp, leaving him with no choice but to walk.“We are losing time here. Let’s go in and kill thos
The Everglades dilemma
Marquis Desmond volunteered to stay behind and defend Stonewell while Count Gressil and Aurelia joined Ezra, ready to venture into the Everglades and rescue Tanya.However, as soon as Flavius heard their plan, he immediately objected to the idea.“The Violet Everglades is a perilous swamp haunted by malevolent specters and damned elven warriors who were cursed to roam this world forever. Chaos magic flows in its murky depths, twisting everything it touches and distorting the surroundings. Aberrations and magical anomalies are as common in the Everglades as trees in a forest. It is not wise to willingly venture into that death trap.”“The cultists have Tanya, and they are going to sacrifice her at the Fountain of Chaos. I don’t care about the dangers!” Count Gressil retorted, his fatherly feelings pushing all thoughts of caution out of his mind.But Flavius, being a distant guest, could look at things objectively without getting overwhelmed by his emotions. He looked calmly at the Count
Pieces of the final puzzle
Ezra rummaged through the pile of ashes on the ground, hoping to find that one elusive clue that would lead him to Tanya. But all he managed to get his hands on was a pile of disjointed bones buried amidst the heap.“God, how I wish you were here with me, Marlin. I could really use your help.”The thought of summoning Vorus’ departed soul to this mortal plane crossed Ezra’s mind for a moment, but as he looked at his shattered Mystic Lamp medallion, he remembered the necromancer had destroyed his old relic, vanquishing the Tainted Djinn.“Damn it, Vorus. You are a pain in the behind even after your death!” Ezra clenched his fists, anger, and frustration surging in his heart. Even after killing all three necromancers, he had learned nothing about Tanya’s whereabouts.As Ezra’s pocket watch ticked the minutes away, his heart raced faster and faster. He knew he barely had a couple of hours to locate Tanya and free her before the other cultists sacrificed her.The sound of heavy footsteps m
The pinnacle of power
Vorus was the last necromancer in Zepheroth’s dark cult, and with his death, the corrupted Gunners patrolling the streets of Stonewell lost their powers and crumbled to dust.Every bird, beast, and hybrid touched by the rot succumbed to the same fate as the necromancer’s dark influence dissipated. However, the summoned undead still roamed the lands like rabid predators, stalking and hunting any living prey foolish enough to cross their path.Ezra felt a dull pain rising in his chest as he remembered his first encounter with Marlin. Back then, he had plenty of doubts about the old Gunsmith and wanted to get rid of his cursed eye as quickly as possible.But now that Marlin was gone forever, Ezra felt like he had lost an old friend. Despite latching onto Ezra like a mere parasite, Marlin had quickly grown into a loyal companion. Not only had he taught Ezra the art of Gunsmithing, but also saved his life on more than one occasion. Ezra looked at his arm again, and the scars on his wrist
Marlin's last wish
Marlin’s parasitic grasp on Vorus’ dark heart severed his connection with the abyssal plane, distancing him from the Lord of Decay. However, binding with a demonic necromancer was far more difficult than Marlin had anticipated.Despite being soul-bound to the old Gunsmith, Vorus continued resisting his manipulation through sheer will and an unfailing devotion to the Lord of Decay.“Let go of me, you pompous prick!” Vorus cursed, hurling more obscenities at Marlin as he tried to regain control of his body.But the old Gunsmith restrained him from within, pulling his arms away from his chest. Ezra watched as Vorus swayed like an intoxicated madman, his arms turning stiff and bending downward while his demonic wings flapped around erratically.Vorus’ relentless struggle eventually forced Marlin to lose partial control, and he had to resort to his old parasitic ways again. Instead of speaking directly through the necromancer, the old Gunsmith now spoke through a parasitic mouth that opene
Soul Bound in Hell
**Two hours ago****Inside the Grand Observatory**Ezra blasted his way to the roof of the Grand Observatory, half a mile away from the industrial complex, and immediately encountered five hooded cultists who were making preparations for a summoning ritual.“It’s over. Stop what you’re doing if you want to live!” He barged onto the scene, interrupting their dark prayer.Seeing the blood-splashed Gunner, the cultists stopped chanting and gasped in horror.“It’s the blasphemer.”“The one who killed Lorelai and Malodor.”“He finally found us.”The hooded figures whispered among themselves, casting nervous glances at Ezra. Each of them was holding a human skull and standing inside a chalk circle enchanted with dark runes and cryptic sigils.The oldest among them stepped forward and pulled out an enchanted obsidian dagger from inside his long black sleeve.“How dare you interrupt our unholy prayer, blasphemer?” he bawled raising his voice to a fever pitch. The curved blade of his polished d
Vorus the faithful (3)
Guttural shrieks filled the air as the wyverns flapped their tattered wings and encircled Ezra. The abyss was their home, and anyone foolish enough to stumble into their domain was in for a nightmare.“I don’t need my staff to summon my minions anymore. This abyss is where I belong, and you are not welcome here,” Vorus hissed in his grating voice.The Corrupted Wyverns took turns swooping down and tearing at Ezra’s clothes. Their jaws snapped and ripped his jacket to tatters as they continued harassing him.“I would love to end your life in a heartbeat, but my pets enjoy playing with their food,” Vorus chuckled from afar as he waited for the wyverns to rip Ezra apart, bit by bit.But instead of cowering before the chaos, Ezra stood tall like an immovable fortress with his feet firmly planted on a floating obsidian platform that drifted through the space.With a bone-chilling shriek, the wyverns finally dived down with killing intent.“Dark Surge!” Ezra clenched his fist and shouted wit
