A new world with nearly unlimited possibilities. A system, classes, magic, skills and monsters. Sounds exciting? But for Jin it didn't go quite as he expected nor was there a princess or a Goddess to welcome him to this new world, his only hope was the system he received. Left alone in the darkness, How will he survive when he wasn't human in the first place?
View More“Crazy!”Aldo's arrow, released with a confident aim, found its mark, burying itself deep into the Merlock's neck below the fortified wall. The armour, meant to protect, was no match for the sharp projectile, and a gush of blood spurted out, painting the ground beneath the beast.But, to Aldo's disbelief, the Merlock did not falter. Instead, it looked up at him, its face twisted into a maniacal grin as if the arrow was nothing more than a bothersome insect.And, in a gruesome display of defiance, the Merlock yanked the arrow out of its neck, leaving a gaping wound that only seemed to fuel its ferocity.The sight of the Merlock's resilience sent a shiver down Aldo's spine, but it also ignited a fire within him.The Merlock's defiance was a splash of red, a crimson tide that painted its body and the ground beneath it. It was a testament to its fearlessness in the face of death, a statement of unwavering determination in the midst of war.But that defiance came at a cost.The Merlock's l
The probing attack had served its purpose, paving the way for the main assault. From his vantage point atop the wall, Wise observed the advancing Merlock army breaching the city's final line of defense with a solemn expression."Fire!" he commanded, his voice ringing out across the battlefield. "Knights, defend the gate!"With practised precision, the two hundred archers raised their bows, arrows aimed at the oncoming Merlocks. Meanwhile, inside the gate, the waiting knights bore grim yet determined expressions, prepared to repel the impending assault."Send word to Dray," Wise instructed urgently. "Have him lead the cavalry. When the opportunity arises, they are to charge into the fray!"“Roger!”Dray wasted no time upon receiving the orders. Mounting his horse, he drew his axe, eyes fixed on the emergency gate opening before him.A thunderous rumble of hooves filled the air as the cavalry, previously stationed outside the city walls, sprang into action. To the south, Roland and hi
Wise chuckled lightly. "Archers, don't waste arrows. Get into shooting positions and shoot only when instructed!" The archers replied in a single sentence: "Understood." "Hold your fire," Wise commanded, his voice cutting through the tense silence. "Let them come close. We don't want to waste a single arrow." A grim satisfaction flickered across his face. "Our first volley will be a hammer blow. It'll cripple their morale and thin their ranks." I offered a curt nod, acknowledging the brilliance of the strategy. Yet, a sliver of unease gnawed at me. What if the arrow storm faltered? What if enough Merlocks survived to reach the walls? The consequences of a breached wall were too grim to contemplate. With a nod, Wise acknowledged the trust placed in him. "Understood, my lord. We'll maintain our defenses and be prepared for whatever they throw at us." As they discussed the situation, it became apparent that the Merlocks were probing their defenses rather than launching a full-scale
"DO not fear!" Morven's roar echoed across the battlefield, his long tongue flailing to the side as he sprinted at full speed.The several kilometers between them and the city seemed to shrink to nothingness as they closed the gap with astonishing speed.The two hundred Merlocks closely followed Morven's lead, gripping their curved blades tightly. With each step, their determination grew stronger.As they approached the city gate, they knew that their finely crafted blades, made of premium and rare metals, would be their key to breaking through the iron defences of the humans through collective effort.Morven and his squadron closed in on the city gate, each step felt like a heartbeat, quickening as they neared their target. Four hundred meters became three hundred, then two, and just one hundred meters remained between them and the imposing iron barrier.Their advance had been swift, almost uninterrupted. The obstacles strewn across the battlefield—traps, pitfalls, and barricades—pro
Morven trudged on, his weary footsteps echoing softly amidst the towering trees that seemed to stretch endlessly into the distance. Each step felt like a burden as he pressed forward, his head throbbing with the strain of the journey. The once lush foliage now appeared desolate and parched, its vitality drained away by some unseen force.His skin prickled with discomfort, the dryness of the air sapping away any trace of moisture. It was as if the very essence of life had been sucked out of the environment, leaving behind a barren wasteland that offered little solace or respite.The weight of his backpack bore down heavily upon his shoulders, the clinking of armor and the weight of weapons serving as a constant reminder of the impending conflict that lay ahead. Each piece of gear felt like a burden, adding to the physical and mental strain that Morven already endured.But amidst the physical exhaustion and the oppressive atmosphere, it was the gnawing hunger and the gnawing thirst tha
"Well, I suppose that's good news for me?" I chuckled, amused by Richard's enthusiasm."Of course," Richard nodded eagerly, rubbing his chubby hands together in anticipation of seeing the beastmen."The slaves you sold us are quite popular, Baron Ethan," Richard remarked, his tone appreciative as he retrieved a letter from his pocket and placed it respectfully on the table before me."Baron Ethan, this letter contains signatures from various other noble lords who wished to express their gratitude towards you," he explained, gesturing towards the missive.The maid waiting nearby promptly approached and handed the letter to me with a bow.As I opened the envelope, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. The letter was written in the intricate language of nobles, a dialect reserved for their exclusive use. It was a reminder of the distinct social hierarchy that governed our world.This was the first time I had received a missive in this language, and its arrival piqued my interest
However, one piece of information in the report caught my attention and elicited a chuckle. "The Merlock army consists solely of infantry?" I couldn't help but find it amusing."The Merlocks have always looked down on humans," I mused aloud, contemplating the surprising revelation."But why would they make such a mistake?" I continued, directing the question to Wise."Do they think that our army is the same as theirs? That we would simply send out knights to fight them in the fields where they have an advantage?" I speculated, seeking to understand the Merlocks' flawed strategy.Wise nodded in agreement, confirming my suspicions. "That's indeed the case," he concurred."Are you sure the beastmen that we captured are telling the truth?" I questioned, not because I doubted Wise's reports, but because I harboured scepticism toward the information provided by the beastmen."It should be true," Wise replied, his tone confident. "When I heard the information from the captives, I also had a
The impact of Roland's strike reverberated through the air, sending shockwaves across the battlefield. The beastmen captain's roar of agony echoed amidst the silence that followed, his body skidding several meters away as he struggled to regain his footing.Witnessing the scene, the remaining beastmen froze in disbelief, their rage momentarily overshadowed by a newfound respect. They had underestimated the power of this human adversary, but now, they couldn't deny his formidable strength.As the dust settled, Roland stood tall, his expression unwavering. The beastmen, though still defiant, couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension creeping into their hearts. They realized that facing the forces of Ice Demon City would be no easy task, especially with warriors like Roland standing in their way.Roland approached the fallen beastmen captain and lifted him, tossing him back among his companions. The captain landed with a painful thud, groaning in agony before his fellow beastmen."Now,
With the current size of our troops, I was already confident that even if the full force of the Merlocks' army arrived with all their preparations, the outcome of the encounter would be uncertain. It would be a battle where victory or defeat hung in the balance.A smile graced my lips naturally. This battle had not only bolstered the defences of Ice Demon City but had also paved a solid path for its future prosperity.Of course, it was thanks to the system that this transformation had occurred. However, if my army hadn't risen to the occasion and defeated the enemy, the mission wouldn't have been accomplished. Their bravery and determination were just as crucial to our success as the assistance from the system.Moreover, it was a fortuitous discovery, an unforeseen side mission hidden within the fabric of our reality. Without accomplishing it, I wouldn't have even been aware of its existence.With 200 cavalry knights, 100 arcane archers, 100 regular archers, 300 infantry knights, and
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