All Chapters of Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System: Chapter 411
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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
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
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
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
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
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
Traitor’s Feast
Inside the great supper hall of the Morelis Mansion, Lord Wilhelm Morelis and his son were joined by Cecilia Rodel and her parents. Most of the servants had been killed on the day when Aranor was captured, but the ones who swore fealty to the Lord of Decay were spared.Maids dressed in crimson tunics and black aprons were serving the dishes around the table while two robed guards were waiting near the door accompanied by a Gunner dressed in a blue flannel jacket armed with dual pistols.“It has been a long time since we have had the chance to feast in peace. Things have been quite hectic for all of us. But now, we are almost ready to achieve our great mission,” Lord Wilhelm said, raising his goblet filled with red wine. “The Lord of Decay is ready to awaken from his celestial slumber and reclaim what was always his.”Lady Lillian nodded and raised her cup. “To our good health and prosperity. May Zepheroth guide us into the shadows and liberate us from death.”“May the Lord of Shadows g
Crimson Carnage
Ezra and Aurelia’s heroics had drawn quite a bit of attention from the cultists, and their recent excursions into their corrupted territory had also not gone unnoticed.While Malodor was busy preparing the site for the sacrificial ritual and fortifying their defenses, he instructed Lorelai to launch an offensive and crush the troops led by the nobles.Marquis Desmond and Marquis Sullivan had strict orders to cleanse the two villages and establish a defensive perimeter around the settlements.Mahakam and Avondale were perfect to serve as forward bases, which would allow them to resupply their attacking soldiers and expand their territory from two new locations.Everything was going perfectly according to plan. Marquis Desmond and his troops had occupied Mahakam and torn down the abandoned houses to create makeshift bunkers for their archers. Meanwhile, the Cavaliers had been posted outside the periphery to keep an eye on threats.Marquis Sullivan, on the other hand, had ordered his men
The Blood Crawler attack
While Marquis Desmond had decided to adopt an aggressive approach to counter the Blood Crawlers, Marquis Sullivan had ordered his men to set the barricades around Avondale on fire.Since the Blood Crawlers had no immunity against elemental attacks, they were afraid of getting burnt, and the flames kept them far away from Avondale’s periphery. Mahakam, however, did not prove to be so lucky. Marquis Desmond had thrown his cavaliers at the Blood Crawlers without thinking of the repercussions. His impulsive decision had cost him not just his troops, but also put him in a terrifying situation.Faced with two Blood Crawlers, Marquis Desmond had little choice but to rely on his skills and hope that the rest of the undead horde would not show up at their door while they were fighting.For a second, Marquis Desmond thought about flying off and launching an aerial assault on the two Blood Crawlers, but the shrill cries of the wyverns circling overhead made him reconsider his decision.Getting a
Born of Blood
Getting surrounded by the enemy was always a terrible thing, but what made Marquis Desmond’s situation even worse was the fact that he had no cavalry left to defend him.The only troops at Marquis Desmond’s disposal were the archers camping inside the makeshift bunkers. These men were armed with the latest compound crossbows and were excellent marksmen, but they were dealing with more challenging foes this time.Even before Marquis Desmond could give his orders, the archers took their shots, firing upon the enemy. But the steel-tipped bolts missed their marks completely as the resurrected cavaliers dashed across the village, dodging the projectiles like trained assassins.Marquis Desmond fired his rifles, blasting the enemy with magic bullets, but once again, the bloody warriors dashed away, avoiding the attack.Their blinding speed baffled the Marquis and his men. It was as if these resurrected warriors were mere shadows, disappearing and reappearing at will. Even though the bloody