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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Enemy of the people
It was an hour past midnight, and the waning moon had disappeared behind a veil of soft white clouds, plunging the land in darkness. Only the stars twinkled upon the celestial velvet, saving the night from blindness.Ezra swam across the lake, keeping his head below the surface until he reached the shore. The treants had dispersed by now, and the only ones keeping watch were the Wood Nymphs flitting across the treetops and swinging on the prickly vines.Since the Royal Guards had strict orders to stay within the borders of the palace, Servius had used his magic to secure the area adjoining the Blackwater Lake. However, Ezra was nimble on his feet and knew the lay of the land well enough to move between the shadows without setting off any alarms. Emerging from the lake, Ezra used the trees for cover and ducked behind the bushes and shrubbery whenever there was movement nearby. The shadows of the moonless night aided his journey, helping him avoid detection.Beyond the grassy wasteland
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Crimson Purge
Tanya quickly set to work, measuring the ingredients and preparing the cauldrons and beakers for the task ahead. Brewing a rare potion like the Crimson Purge involved several steps and required both precision and patience. One little mistake could spoil the brew and produce something completely different.To enhance the potion’s potency and maintain its purity, it was extremely important to follow the steps in a perfect sequence and ensure every measurement was as accurate as humanely possible.Ezra stood watch near the window while Zala guarded the door and Glenn arranged the equipment. Tanya had learned the art of brewing potions from her late grandmother, but she was yet to master the techniques. What made her task even more difficult was the complexity of the brewing process.She started with the condensed sap of the Elder Elm and slowly added it to a beaker of boiling water to distill its essence and dilute its toxins. Once the water turned milky white, she transferred the mixtu
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Duality
Hearing Aleena’s shriek, her chambermaid, Aya rushed out of the bathroom and immediately turned on the lights. “My Princess! Are you alright?”Her eyes widened as she looked at Ezra. Alarmed by Ezra’s terrifying new appearance, Aya was about to scream for help, but Aleena stopped her.“Dear Goddess! May Ishani protect us from the horrors!” Aya exclaimed, staring at Ezra with wide-eyed disbelief.Though dumbfounded at first, Aleena swept away her fears and approached Ezra. “What happened to you?”Ezra looked away from the mirror, and his gaze swept the floor before narrowing on his wrinkled gray arm. His left arm had turned scaly and gray, and the tips of his fingers were blackened beyond recognition.Strangely enough, the other side of Ezra’s face retained its natural complexion, and his right arm looked perfectly normal.Ezra remembered when he was inside the cottage on the hillock everything was normal except for the darkness cloaking his visage. But now it looked like some terrible
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Murder! Murder!
Within seconds, Queen Guinevere’s lips turned pale blue, and the veins on her forehead started throbbing like bloodworms underneath her cold white skin. Even a blind man could tell she was dying.Ezra looked shell-shocked; the empty glass vial still stuck in his hand like a badge of guilt. He had risked everything to obtain the vampire’s heart, and Tanya had worked tirelessly all night to prepare the potion, yet instead of helping the queen recover, it had only worsened her condition.“What did you do to her, you murderer?” Aleena yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing through the tower and alerting the Royal Guards stationed outside.Soon enough, there was a stomping of boots on the winding stairway outside and a clatter of rifles on the other side of the door. “Princess Aleena! Is that you?” a voice questioned from outside. “What is going on there?”“Your queen has been mur—”Before Aleena could expose Ezra, he rushed and grabbed her mouth, shutting her lips with his rig
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The corruption festers
“Kill them all. Do not leave a single man standing,” a cold, emotionless voice whispered in Ezra’s ear, distorting his perception of reality.The room blurred around Ezra as the Royal Guards warped into shadowy figures with no distinguishable features, their voices muffled into a groggy murmur. Ezra blinked, trying to clear his sight, but the visions only got worse with every passing second. Something hammered inside his head, causing him to groan in pain. A splash of ethereal red flashed before his eyes, tempting him toward the path of bloodshed.“You wield the powers of the Lord of Decay. This is the path that you must walk to appease your God!” the same voice whispered again before breaking out into a maddening cackle. “Kill! Kill! Kill!” the words rang in Ezra’s ears like brass bells, inciting him to violence.The guards around Ezra continued shouting, demanding him to throw his weapons and kneel on the floor, but their commands sounded like incoherent ramblings, and Ezra could b
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Embrace the darkness
The magic rain that had been pelting the capital for hours, drove the people to seek shelter, leaving the streets lightless and deserted. And just like before, the shower had ripped open dimensional portals all across the city, opening the gates for Stalkers and Wraiths to escape from their shadowy realms.As Ezra hurried across the empty streets, he kept his eyes open for anomalies, and his ears alert to the slightest noise. His only respite was that the mobs had dispersed, and most of the guards had sought shelter inside their watch towers and barracks, making it easier for him to move unnoticed.Avoiding the smoky pits swirling with gust, and side-stepping the flaming blue puddles on the cobbled road, Ezra made his way across the city accompanied by nothing but his shadow. The splash of his boots resonated with his pounding heart at every turn as he desperately tried to avoid the Shadow Lurkers who had just started emerging from the portals and were now pouring onto the streets lik
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Embrace the darkness (2)
When Ezra had first arrived in Magaravia, the fear of the unknown had compelled him to avoid the dangers of the night. He still remembered his first encounter with the Shadow Lurkers while returning from Roverdale Park, but things had changed now.Ezra was no longer an inexperienced young Gunner running scared across the deserted streets. The dark energy flowing through his veins had awakened his primal instincts and drowned all his human emotions.Killing the smaller Shadow Lurkers fueled Ezra’s powers, rekindling his bloodlust. Instead of running away or calling for help, he stood there with a sinister grin on his darkening face.The Abyssal Lurker being an apex predator, was quite accustomed to setting up traps and ambushing its prey. But it failed to realize that the rules of the hunt had changed tonight.Ezra snapped his fingers to conjure a dark orb mid-air and gradually transformed it into a gigantic battle axe with a smooth curved blade and a long black handle studded with spik
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System An appetite for killing
The dark fog choking the city streets gradually dissipated as the Abyssal Lurker’s mutilated body turned to ashes. Even in death, it emanated an aura of despair that sent the curious rats scurrying for the sewers, where they perished within a few seconds.Not many Gunners in the city could boast of surviving an encounter with an Abyssal Lurker at night, but Ezra had managed to come out on top without using any firearms. He could see how casting low-tier dark spells was convenient in such fights.The only downside was that these basic dark spells were only effective against weaker enemies who had been isolated from the group. But there was no way his tricks would work against a bigger horde or a stronger opponent.Ezra knew his enhanced magic skills were far more powerful than these weak conjuration spells and they provided him a chance to be more versatile in combat. But he had a hunch that learning advanced dark spells could solve this problem.Killing the Abyssal Lurker had reinforce
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The festering darkness
Half the Imperial Cavalry was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and all Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond managed to do was watch helplessly as their men fell to another deadly blood curse.Lorelai had outwitted them once again, and there was no telling what other horrifying traps lay ahead.Marquis Desmond and Count Gressil were overcome with grief as they watched their dear friend die right in front of their eyes.“He was a B-rank Gunner,” Count Gressil spoke after a long spell of silence, his throat drying up with each word. “Yet…it seems we are completely powerless against their curses.”“We should have been more careful. It was my fault for allowing him to lead the charge all alone,” Marquis Desmond responded, his eyes still glued to the bloodstained patch of withered grass where his friend had breathed his last.“They even swallowed the bodies,” one of the paladins mumbled anxiously.The fear soon spread through their ranks, and the rest of the troops became increasingly agitate
Bloodbath on the battlefield
Corrupted Slashers stood at the top of the necrophagic hierarchy, and despite being similar to ghouls, they were driven by wild hunger and often could not differentiate between friends and foes.A single Slasher could slaughter an entire village, and only trained Gunners could handle a Slasher prowling among a pack of ghouls. However, these undead monstrosities were rarely found in the open and disliked hunting in groups.Strangely enough, Marquis Desmond could already count fifteen Slashers hiding in the shadows. It was a bizarre occurrence, one that posed a bigger threat than a horde of ghouls."There is too many of them," Marquis Sullivan whispered, furrowing his brow. "They must have been summoned by that necromancer to guard this valley.""Well, Lady Aurelia did say it wasn't going to be a walk in the park," Marquis Desmond responded.Count Gressil, being the most experienced Gunner, rode to the frontlines and prepared to engage the enemy head-on.“I can handle these bastards. Jus
The valley of haunting shadows
Count Gressil led the Imperial forces through the treacherous valley, cautiously observing the surroundings. The craggy mountains flanking their path watched on like ancient guardians, their ominous cliffs darkening the skyline.The arid path running down the middle was wide enough for troops to pass unhindered, but there was always the danger of being ambushed from the cliffs above. Count Gressil had known this rugged terrain for decades and was no stranger to such tricks. He could sense that the eerie silence pervading the darkness was merely the calm before the storm, and it kept him on his toes.“Never thought I would have to march on Ignar as a foe,” Marquis Sullivan was the first to speak, breathing some comfort into the tense atmosphere. His eyes scanned the cliffs as he continued riding. “I sure am glad we are not fighting elves. Their archers would have picked us off like fish in a barrel from up there.”“We still are sitting ducks until we cross this valley,” Count Gressil r
It begins with blood
Ignar had stood tall like an impenetrable fortress, resisting all sieges for centuries. The walled city perched atop the ravenous cliff overlooking the Great Green Sea was a testament to Valaria’s grand architecture heritage and immense military craftsmanship.Count Gressil had controlled this indomitable city for fifty years, fortifying its defenses and recruiting the best knights and cannoneers to turn this into an infallible stronghold. However, Lorelai’s blood magic had brought the city to its knees in one fell swoop.Despite her unconventional methods, she had succeeded far beyond Malodor’s wildest expectations, and now this great city once known for its values of chivalry and justice was wallowing in darkness, its walls and towers stained with the blood of the innocent.Inside the grand hall of Bloodflame Castle, Lorelai was seated on a bed of blood orchids, surrounded by nine pregnant women bound in dark vines.A clay pot in the middle of the room was gradually filling with bloo
Under the Dark Maw
While Ezra was dealing with Malodor and liberating Cekunia, Aurelia and the others were marching on Ignar. Led by Sir Galahar and his Royal Gunners, the Imperial army had finally arrived at Racinta.The ruined city looked inhospitable, much like the rest of the barren lands around it, but it was much safer to be camping inside Racinta, than resting in the open while the undead were howling in the dark.The dome of holy light shielding the ruined village kept the shadows at bay and allowed the soldiers to finally catch their breaths. They had been marching for two hours now, and even the horses looked tired.But Aurelia knew they had to get moving as soon as possible, or Lorelai could use her blood magic to wreak havoc on them.As the soldiers secured the village and gathered in the middle, Count Gressil lit a bonfire and ordered the men to drink up and recheck their gear.Meanwhile, Sir Galahar instructed two of his most trusted Royal Guards to scout the way ahead and scope out Ignar f
Dead men tell no lies
Ezra’s medallion emitted a faint green light, and a cloud of darkness gushed out of its core, taking the shape of a humanoid entity. The Tainted Djinn emerged from the shadows, holding a mystic lantern dangling from rusty iron shackles.“How may I serve you, master?” It asked, bowing its hooded head in submission.Ezra pointed at Malodor’s corpse and replied, “I need to talk to him. Reckon you can arrange a meeting?”“Of course, master. Your wish is my command,” the Djinn replied before moving across the room like a shadow and hovering over Malodor’s lifeless body. It uttered an archaic incantation in its raspy voice and lowered the mystic lantern, allowing its pale green light to illuminate the necromancer’s pale white face.Using its Dark Rite ability, the Tainted Djinn summoned Malodor’s soul before Ezra, binding it to the mystic lantern for a few fleeting seconds.A ghastly gray apparition materialized in front of Ezra, and the air turned cold and arid.“Welcome back, Malodor. I h
Malodor's Fall
A Gunner with a sword was a rare sight, but Lord Sebastian had trained Ezra to use short swords and sabers at an early age. He wasn’t the best when it came to melee weapons, but the situation left him with little choice.“Please guide my hand, Goddess,” Ezra uttered a faint prayer to the Goddess of knowledge before reaching out for the flaming longsword.As Ezra grabbed its handle and wrapped his fingers around the hilt, the flames rose higher, and the runes carved on its surface pulsed with divine energy.This wasn’t just any enchanted sword, it was one of the five divine weapons wielded by the immortal deities. And right now, this blade had chosen Ezra as its new owner.[Yolen’s Blade equipped successfully!][Magic Power consumed: 5000%!]Just equipping the sword drained Ezra’s magic power by half, but that wasn’t all. Each second he held onto the blade it continued draining a portion of his magic power, draining his energy at an alarming rate.Fortunately, Ezra's passive magic regen
An ever-evolving enemy
The Undead Hydra’s incredible regenerative ability amplified Ezra’s problems, leaving him in a precarious situation. In the sky above, the Crimson Maw was rapidly taking shape, forming itself into a demonic head, and Malodor was still far out of his reach.Realizing that he needed to deal with the hydra as quickly as possible, Ezra reloaded his enchanted minigun with Flame Burst Bullets and fired again, concentrating on the monster’s bloated belly.A blistering volley of fiery explosions lit up the hydra as the flaming rounds seared its dark hide, but the projectiles did not manage to punch through its toughened scales.Ezra rotated the weapon, targeting the softer spots on the hydra’s chest. This time, he succeeded in burning a patch of rotten flesh and leaving a deep scar on the monster’s body. But despite being peppered with a thousand rounds, the hydra refused to go down. Its skin molted, regrowing a new patch of flesh covered with a hardened layer of scales.“What the hell is thi
Blinding Haze
Staring death in the eye had become a habitual hazard for Ezra by now, but his legs froze as he saw the Undead Hydra’s serpentine head inching toward him. “Not tonight!” Ezra tossed a Shock Grenade at the hydra and jumped back.The blast zapped the oversized head, forcing the hydra to pull its snaking neck back into the green mist and disappear once again.Although the Basilisk’s Toxic Cocoon was shielding Ezra from the hydra’s poisonous breath, he could feel his eyes burning from the smoky haze. It was as if someone had sprayed pepper on his face, and each time he squeezed his eyelids, tears trickled down his face, stinging his skin like needles.Dizzy and disoriented, Ezra looked around frantically, scanning his surroundings for any hint of movement. But everything seemed as still as death, and the hissing noises had ceased as well.“Where the hell are you hiding? Show yourself!” Suddenly, a hydra head appeared from the left and sprayed Ezra with dark fumes. He started coughing fit
