The Way of the Future: Age of Machines(Completed)

Tales

Note: I change the name boomstick of the dwarves to muskits. Broomstick sounds stupid, I question myself why I prefer calling them in the first place. And some people in Fordalt knows what is a musket is, so forget about them when they thought the Androids held a staff, make them think its a musket instead.

Enjoy the chapter.

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Roman the Swordmaster

When the metal demons came to our world, nobody saw it coming. They were big, strong and wielded magic weapons that even rivaled those of ancient magic. What is more terrifying is the fact that every single one of them wielded such a weapon. When they first made themselves known by annexing the eastern Fortress City of Atira, they overwhelmed the defenders and enslaved the populace.

We were in a hopeless situation back then. I remembered facing one of them with my sword and my shield. I was wearing my armor, full equipment. We had cast ourselves magic enchantments. These magic enhancements or so they called them in their knowledge gave me the strength of thirty men, making my A-grade magic in its full peak. But when I faced off against a metal demon, he was also stronger than thirty men. What made things worst is that literally every single one of them has a strength and speed of a level peak A-grade.

I was ready for whatever he was going to throw at me. I saw how their weapons worked, bow they wielded powerful muskets that repeatedly loaded very fast than any dwarves had. It punished us with bullets like the dwarves possess with unknown metal and powerful energy it emited and when it caused the victim when impact, unlike anything I have seen before. While others only held such a musket, some wielded a musket and a sword. These were the most dangerous as they did not shy away from us when we got too close.

The distinction that we made was that they were separated into two categories. The first one being the mage or marksmans. They only wielded a fast-repeated muskets but they were not to be underestimated, even on their own, they have proven themselves to be worthy adversaries of a hundred conscripts to even the greatest of our warriors at the time. Our mages failed to counter one without overwhelming support from more mages.

The second category of these metal demons was the warrior-marksman hybrid. They had both a musket and a sword that shined whenever they drew it. It was a sword of amazing and terrifying sharpness. I remember the time I came across such a metal demon. He drew out his sword and I drew out mine. I was the first to strike but in just the blink of an eye, my sword was cut in half. The metal demon, however, did not kill me.

It merely pushed me back and I fell down onto the ground hard. These hybrids were different because for the most part, they had swords and because of those swords did they gain their second distinction which was the fact that they charged at us headlong. Unlike the metal marksmans who oftentimes took cover or hid behind anything hard enough to withstand our arrows or the spells of the mages, they, on the other hand, would charge at us.

It was terrifying, believe me even a seasoned veteran such as I would quake in my boots and tremble if I ever saw that thing come at me by the hundreds. That is exactly what I saw during their counterattack. It was day, our great military Airships and Griffin riders were over the sky and were supposed to give us cover when we did our assault.

The enemy had constructed a vast wall that stretched all across where we were supposed to attack. We were the first wave of the crusade and we were all eager to fight and die for the divine blue goddess.