2024-12-29 23:59:45
Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Aerial Supremacy
Overlord Dojing Wu spearheaded the mission, leading the way on his Sea Dragon. The Majestic beast sprinkled raindrops each time it fluttered its wings, radiating a pale blue aura.The Griffin Riders followed in a scattered formation, some riding high and others keeping low to survey the ground. It had been a long time since Dojing Wu had led his fliers into enemy territory at night. But the darkness suited them well since Griffins were predatory hybrids and had excellent night vision.As far as the Sea Dragon was concerned, its emerald-green eyes could detect the slightest changes in temperature and spot enemies from miles away.But the darkness also empowered the undead and their infernal legions. As the influence of dark magic grew stronger at night, the ones raised from their graves became more ferocious, and some even gained new abilities.Dojing Wu flew across the Great Plains, keeping his eyes open for any sign of trouble. So far, the skies looked clear, and only a few vagrant
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Aerial Supremacy (2)
Each Tower of Corruption was a withered branch on the tree of undeath, connected to the abyssal realm by threats of darkness. Any attack on either of them resonated across the undead legion, alerting them instantly.Dojing Wu realized this a little too late, but once he figured it out, he understood he had to sever the tower’s connection with the abyss, or the reinforcements would never stop.As the Infernal Wyverns and Necro Bats swarmed in from all sides, Dojing Wu summoned his Thunder Spear and hurled it at the Tower of Corruption.He was hoping it would be able to destroy the Dark Crystal in one shot, but as the lightning bolt streaked across the sky, a dark barrier encased the gem atop the tower, absorbing the attack.“Keep the undead fliers at bay. I need to get closer to the tower!” he barked his orders before diving toward the tower with his Sea Dragon.The rest of the Griffin Riders immediately changed formation and spread out to deal with the undead fliers.As the Griffins sh
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Cosmic terrors of the blinding darkness
Ezra’s stallion raced with the wind as he leaned forward and spurred it onward through the misty haze. With the moon veiled by the encroaching gray clouds, the night darkened like the pit of a bottomless well, leaving the wretched traveler blind amidst the trees.In the pale glow of the lantern wobbling at his side, Ezra could barely make out the tall shapes of the ancient Gray Maples and Silver Sorrels flanking his path. Occasionally, his horse would let out an agitated neigh and veer off toward the low-lying steps of the distant hillocks, but he would forcefully steer it back on track.“Come on. Just listen to me!” Ezra grumbled, clutching the reins so tightly that the rope bit into his gloves, leaving marks on his skin. As the moon completely disappeared from the sky, the shadows smothered the way ahead, cloaking the snaking path running through the tall trees.Unable to see anything in that blinding darkness, Ezra had no choice but to pull the reins of his horse, bringing the agi
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Trolls and Totems
Fighting trolls was a nasty business even in broad daylight, but Ezra found himself staring down three of these fiendish brutes in the middle of the darkest night he had ever seen. The dangers were only compounded by the fact that these ones were already dead.Raised from their woodland graves with the foulest form of dark magic, the trolls had been transformed into unthinking masses of rotting skin and flesh. This ungodly resurrection had not only altered their brains but changed their forms as well.Each Undead Troll had gained new dark abilities and a cruel amount of strength that would put even the Orc Berserkers to shame.Ezra realized now that these wretched trolls hadn’t wandered onto this beach aimlessly, but had been summoned to this place to guard the way to Cekunia and keep unwanted visitors away.“I am glad we are at least fighting these brutes out in the open. God, I would hate to face them inside some lightless cave,” Marlin muttered, turning his cursed eye away from the
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Trolls and Totems (2)
Channeling his magic power into the core of his clenched fist, Ezra fired a final cannonball into the sky. The flaming orb launched out of the glowing red barrel and burned through the gray clouds like a meteor, illuminating the night with its fiery radiance.The two Undead Trolls left alive stomped across the beach in unison and rushed at Ezra. The older one on the left hammered the ground with its mace, throwing Ezra into the air, while the second one whacked him away with its club.The sudden tag-team attack caught Ezra off guard, and he took a bludgeoning blow that shattered his ribs, sending him flying away like a ragdoll. Rolling across the sandy shore, he eventually halted at the foot of a palm tree.“Are you alright?” Marlin asked, his voice laced with concern.“I should have been more careful,” Ezra blurted through clenched teeth and uncorked a healing potion. He took two sips of the green liquid to mend his broken ribs and numb the pain.The potion worked like a charm, and it
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Crimson Maw
Ezra knew the best way to attack a port city was by using warships and transport galleys. It was an easy way to get past Cekunia’s outer defenses and reach its Grand Lighthouse: the seat of its power.However, ever since the undead had captured the city, they had fortified its walls with Rot Cannons and erected Frost Towers to take down any aerial threats. Even the seaway was off-limits since the waters were now infested with Sirens which had a habit of attacking in groups and luring unsuspecting sailors to their deaths.To make things more challenging, the city was also guarded by a nine-headed Undead Hydra that could wipe out a whole army in the blink of an eye.Ezra understood how difficult it would be to stage an assault on Cekunia from the ground, but it was the only option for them since neither Overlord Dojing Wu nor Princess Aleena had any warships at their disposal.Having defeated the Undead Trolls, Ezra had cleared the way to Cekunia. However, it would only take atleast a f
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Sanctuary of Light
When the undead attacked Cekunia, they surrounded the city in such a way that no human could escape. Count Gressil’s scouts were able to confirm that the necromancer named Vorus had been the mastermind behind this assault.Despite being adopted at a young age, Ezra had been educated thoroughly by the Romanovs in matters of Valaria’s rich history and religious order. And many of those old books mentioned the two necromancers: Vorus and Malodor.Ezra knew Vorus was once regarded as the most powerful dark mage, and his necromancy spells were second to none. All dark cultists regarded him as their leader, and some even saw in him a guardian figure who was descended from Zepheroth himself.Although there was no way to verify the claims about Vorus’ bloodline, Ezra was fairly certain that Vorus was one of the most powerful necromancers in Valaria, and if anyone could cast a demonic spell of that magnitude, it was him.“If the Crimson Maw is indeed a spell, then I am pretty sure Vorus is the
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Dark Designs
While Vorus chose to remain in Cekunia to assault Magaravia and keep the living at bay, the other necromancers were tasked with guarding Ignar and Stonewell.As the night darkened and the undead werewolves howled in the corrupted woods, Malodor and Lorelai gathered before Zepheroth’s idol inside his ruined shrine.Lorelai approached the idol of their dark deity and offered a crimson rose drenched in human blood at Zepheroth’s feet.Moments later, Malodor walked up to the idol and offered it the skull of a fallen dark dragon.“Your great coming is at hand, O Lord. Grant us the strength to crush your enemies and drown this land in darkness,” Malodor whispered, folding his hands in prayer and bowing his head in reverence.Lorelai, however, greeted Zepheroth with an excited grin and exclaimed, “We are tired of waiting. I can only imagine how pleased you will be with our efforts once we sacrifice that pitiful lamb and welcome you to our world!”Hearing Lorelai’s shrill voice, Malodor furrow
Latest Chapter
Choose your fate
“I never really thought the boy had it in him to keep going after he lost his home,” someone observed in a calm, benevolent voice. “I must admit his resilience is quite impressive for a mortal. Were it anyone else in his shoes, the ending would have been a lot different.”“I knew there was something about him right from the day he was born. Alas, his mother never got the chance to see him grow up,” a feminine voice stated wistfully. “The question remains, what must we do with him now?” the male voice questioned.“I think it is time to leave the choice in his hands,” a second feminine voice spoke aloud. “Wake up, my dear child. Your mortal troubles cannot touch you here. Wake up and choose.”Groggy and disoriented, Ezra slowly parted his eyelids and immediately squinted as the bright white light flooding the room smarted his eyes. Still dizzy and weak, he somehow rolled over and gasped.“Where am I? What happened?” “You are safe inside the Hall of Wandering Souls,” a measured feminine
Sins of Thy Father
“The hour of darkness descends upon this world like a shroud, and the bleeding moon beckons the Lord of Decay to reclaim his lost domain. Come forth and ascend the throne of darkness, my Lord!”Ezra’s heart pounded inside his chest like a caged animal, and his head throbbed in pain as he heard muffled words shouted in the distance. Lying in a bloody puddle on the black marble floor, he parted his droopy eyelids and saw Lord Wilhelm standing behind the altar and Lady Lillian facing him on the other side.Though Tanya’s face was hidden from view, Ezra could see her supple white fingers tingling as her delicate arm dangled from the stone altar. She was still alive, but Lord Wilhelm was already anointing the ceremonial dagger forged from infernal obsidian and preparing to plunge it into her heart.“You…cannot do it. You need the crimson moon to…summon Zepheroth,” Ezra said, fighting the pain.“The hour of our Lord is nigh. And all celestials shall obey his will,” Lord Wilhelm continued cha
Heroes never win
The enchanted nock gun vibrated with elemental energy as Jasenki loaded it with enchanted rounds. The glyphs carved into its stock shimmered and dazzled as he aimed at Ezra.“Scream for me, Ezra!” Jasenki yelled, pulling the trigger.Bang! Fwoom!A fiery barrage lit up the dark pavilion as fifteen fireballs erupted from the silver-dusted barrels. The first hit burned Ezra’s left sleeve, setting his tattered leather jacket ablaze, and the rest of the fireballs charred his white shirt, burning his skin.“This gun was forged by the best Gunsmiths in Stonewell, and enchanted with the rarest of ancient glyphs. No one can withstand its power!”Jasenki reloaded his weapon and fired again, unleashing another flaming barrage.But this time, a barrier of flames erupted around Ezra, cocooning him within an elemental shell.All fifteen fireballs exploded into sparks as they collided with the flame barrier, leaving Ezra unharmed.“Damn you, Ezra. Keep trying your tricks and see how long you can su
Lovers in Crime
Ezra looked at the two Spectral Companions hovering behind Jasenki and Cecilia and realized these spirits weren’t obtained from their ancestral artifacts. “I see you have abandoned your family relics,” he said, carefully analyzing the two specters with his Dragon Eye skill. “These spectral entities are gifts from the Lord of Decay,” Jasenki replied, raising his head with arrogance. “I bet you have never encountered anything so powerful before.”“Go on, Ezra. Call your little Spectral Basilisk, and let us see if it can stand up to our companions,” Cecilia mocked, casting a disdainful glance at Ezra’s tattered brown jacket and muddy black boots. “You still look as beggarly as before. I suppose some things never change. I am so glad I rejected you when I did.”Suddenly, Ezra’s eyes glinted, and his pupils brightened with a bright blue flame that blazed with magic energy. The scar on his chest glowed through his shirt, revealing his true power.Reaching inside his jacket, Ezra pulled out
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 w
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 glo
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
