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The Extra of The Lunerra

The only game in my life that makes me laugh: The Lands of The Lunerra... I played this game for six thousand hours in three years, and the day I thought I had done everything I could in this game, I felt a great emptiness inside me. I thought nothing in my ordinary and monotonous life could make me happier than when I played this game. But it didn't take long for me to realize that I was wrong with an e-mail I received the night I finished the game. ---- Hi! Thank you to everyone who came to read this story. There are two things I want to tell you. First of all, I first started writing this about two years ago, but I was writing in my native language, Turkish, and on a different site. But unfortunately, the website where I published the series came to the brink of collapse. While I was thinking about where to publish the series, I remembered Webnovel and here I am. So this is my first English novel and I believe I will make mistakes while translating. Please forgive me for these if you encounter some of them. I will do my best. Second... yes, while writing this novel I was inspired by most of the novels I've read so far. Like TNE, that novel is a pure diamond for me and I don't think I will ever reach the level of that thing. So I want to say the first few chapters may feel familiar to you, but I'll do my best to smooth it out. Discord: https://discord.gg/eRZTrv6Y49

WindskyW · Fantasia
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437 Chs

Volume IV - Chapter 75: Slaughtering Normal Soldiers

This... This was exactly what I expected, but...

I swallowed, gripping my sword tighter as I looked at the scene before my eyes.

Ash and dust were raining down on the area. The grayness in the sky didn't belong to the clouds, it was the color of this dust and ash.

That aside, it was all the more frightening because I had a wide view of the battlefield, even though it was quite far away from us.

Real people were dying there, dwarves who could think like humans. The explosions, one after another, the large-scale runic attacks using mana, looked from a distance like parts of a whole.

It was beautiful, spectacular even. And that is precisely why it was frightening. To know what these 'glamorous' spells, these explosions were actually causing... this contrast, this contradiction...

I swallowed again, letting the Absolute Mind put my thoughts in place as much as possible.

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