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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Elven Coalition
With the corrupted Wandering Stones destroyed, the crimson beams shooting into the sky disappeared, and the dark clouds drifted away, allowing the morning sun to grace the valley with its warm radiance.As Vorus’ spell was broken, the grass sprung back to life, and the barren trees sprouted new leaves. The Rot Vines shrunk and withered away, making way for winter flowers and ripe old berries.Aurelia commanded her spectral angel to purge the corruption, and her holy aura drove the shadows out, cleansing the land again.Flavius smiled as he looked at the birds flocking to the trees and new tulips blooming in the fields. His home was slowly healing from the darkness, and it gladdened his heart to see his men wearing cheerful smiles on their faces again.The free tribes inhabiting the Vale of Lost Scribes had always been hostile toward humans, especially those hailing from the capital. But by vanquishing the corrupted apparition of Yelaine Shadowstrider and saving their home, Ezra had ear
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Elven Coalition (2)
Ezra was so impressed by Flavius’ gift that he could barely contain his excitement. This grimoire was an ancient relic sacred to the elves, and it was so powerful that it could enhance existing skills and upgrade one’s magic talent to unattainable levels.“Are you sure you want to part with something so precious?” Ezra asked just to be certain the elven chieftain understood its value.But Flavius seemed unbothered by his question. “There is not a single magic-user among us. Our shamans and archers all rely on their natural abilities. This grimoire might be sacred to our tribe, but I believe it would serve a better purpose in your hands.”It wasn’t normal for an elf to trust a human, especially if he was a Gunner from the capital, but Flavius’ priceless gift proved that he was willing to turn over a new leaf and begin anew.Ezra thanked the chieftain and stored the grimoire safely in his inventory. With this special item in his possession, he knew he could finally break the ceiling and
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The final march
Count Gressil took charge of the Imperial Riflemen while Marquis Desmond led the rest of the ground troops including the cavaliers and swordsmen.Meanwhile, Aurelia coordinated with Flavius to get his elven archers and shamans into marching formation.Having spent all their lives roaming the valley like hunters, the elves from the Thousand Arrows had very little experience fighting pitched battles or laying siege to fortified strongholds.Since these free elves preferred to stalk their prey and hunt from the shadows, Aurelia decided to organize them into a separate battalion of specialized shock troops.“Your elves won’t be fighting with the rest of the Imperial Troops. I think your elves are more suited for infiltrations and assassinations,” she explained to Flavius. “Where do you want us then?” he questioned, eager to join the war efforts.“You are staying back. I need your elves to act as a special infiltration battalion. If things get out of control and we need something to be han
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The endless horde
The dark fog shrouding the vast gray plains made it difficult for the human troops to march forward. Even the horses raised their forelegs and refused to go any further.Count Gressil could feel his blood freezing inside his veins as the temperature suddenly dropped around them. Soon, it turned so chilly that a thin sheet of ice covered the ground, and the troops started shivering in their boots.“This cannot be natural,” Marquis Desmond remarked as he noticed the water inside his flask freeze without warning. Even though he was wearing a heavy jacket lined with fur, he could feel the chilly winds biting through his clothes like daggers. “Hold!” he ordered, bringing the marching formation to a sluggish halt.Up ahead, even Count Gressil commanded the Imperial Riflemen to stop their advance and dig in for now.However, the golems marching in front continued trudging through the fog, unfazed by the whims of the weather and undeterred by the fear of the undead.Just when things had reache
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The gift of undeath
“Divine Glory!” Aurelia shouted, ordering her spectral companion to use her special ability.As the necrophages converged on the Imperial troops, the blindfolded angel raised her spear skyward, unleashing a divine curse that ravaged the ranks of the undead.The holy light pulsing from her spectral weapon blinded the ghouls and burned their skin, causing them to shriek and crawl back into the shadows. Owing to their scaly hides and tougher flesh, the Slashers resisted the burn but were dazzled by the bright light.Staying in the holy light caused the necrophages to lose their regenerative abilities and dealt continuous damage to their rotting bodies. Their flesh started peeling off their bones as their skin sizzled and hissed.Marquis Desmond realized the enemy was in a spot of bother and immediately pressed the offensive, ordering the Imperial Troops to attack.The Imperial Cavaliers rode out with purpose and trampled down the retreating ghouls while the swordsmen formed a protective c
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The infiltration plan
The Imperial Army advanced like a well-oiled machine, gradually pushing back the undead and clearing a way to Stonewell. The cavalry units rode down the lowly ghouls while the riflemen continued targeting the Slashers.Even the Skeletal Warriors found it difficult to penetrate the defensive circle as the Imperial Swordsmen hacked and slashed through the undead attackers, covering all their flanks.Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond acted as commanding officers, organizing the whole offensive and charting a course through the madness. Their strategy of supporting the melee attackers with ranged gunfire worked wonders against the undead. However, the tides of battle turned once again as Vorus sent out his fliers to engage the enemy.Dark Harpies and Tainted Beholders flew out of the clouds, catching the human troops by surprise. The riflemen were too busy dealing with the Slashers and this sudden aerial assault left them defenseless.Flocks of harpies swooped down like eagles and plucke
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Rot and Decay
Ezra moved like a shadow, his boots kissing the cobbled road noiselessly as he sneaked up to the walls of Stonewell. A barred iron gate guarded by Elite Gunners obstructed his path while an army of Skeletal Archers kept watch from the battlements above.Even though the night was blindingly dark, the faint light from the spectral lamps hanging from the wall flickered in the soft-dying wind, illuminating the city in an eerie glow.In the past, a traveler could hear the grinding of factory gears and the crackling flames of the blazing furnace even from outside the gate, but now this once bustling city had fallen into a deathly slumber. The only sounds that reached Ezra’s ears were the wailing of banshees and the distant howls of feral ghouls.No living creature could survive within the walls of Stonewell while the dark barrier was active, yet Ezra was puzzled to see two human Gunners guarding the gate.“This doesn’t make any sense. How are they fighting the curse?” he mumbled in confusi
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Shadow of the saboteur
Vorus’ mastery over dark magic, combined with Stonewell’s advanced technology, allowed him to amplify his spell, increasing not just its area of influence but its power as well.Encased inside a dome of decay, Stonewell remained impervious to all attacking forces. The Imperial Army fighting outside was forced to back away and adopt a more defensive approach as the dark barrier expanded, engulfing a good quarter of the vast plains.Even the elves under Flavius’ command ran back to escape the effects of the spell.Ezra, however, had no choice but to push through the city while struggling with the constant life drain. Every second he spent inside the dark barrier leeched an hour from his life, making him age unnaturally.Although Ezra had only been inside Stonewell for a couple of minutes, he could already feel his limbs growing stiff and his skin turning wrinkly and soft.“Why don’t you just attack and kill Vorus directly? Why go through all the trouble of sabotaging the dark towers and
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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
