Blacksmith of the Apocalypse

What had just happened? She couldn't grasp how things had come to this. She knew that she had fallen, but when her sight returned, there was the open sky above her. Her just regenerated heart dropped a beat. She had fallen to the bottom of a shaft.

What had just happened? She couldn't grasp how things had come to this. She knew that she had fallen, but when her sight returned, there was the open sky above her. Her just regenerated heart dropped a beat. She had fallen to the bottom of a shaft.

At the walls above, she could see the cross-section of what remained of the demon base, almost nothing. A tremendous attack eradicated anything in its path and drilled a hole straight through the subterranean facility,

"Rayki? Where are you? Please answer!" she called out desperately. It didn't matter to her what happened to the elves. At this point, she didn't think of Bodeka either. All she could think of was the rising dread as her thoughts kept circling around the unthinkable.

Maybe....just maybe the attack had been strong enough to even disintegrate the faer. Maybe Rayki was...dead? She tried to convince herself that it couldn't be. The far were immortal, right? She couldn't have lost him! It simply wasn't an option!

Desperately, she walked around the bottom of the shaft, clawing at debris and moving boulders out of the way. The scald had to be somewhere around here. Maybe he just hadn't regenerated enough to answer her? Or he was stuck and couldn't hear her! Yeah, that had to be it. It had to be.

"To think one of you evil creatures had survived Divine Wrath," she suddenly heard a voice from above. The flying lizards were descending from above, obviously to check for survivors of their attack.

"Divine Wrath? So that was your attack just now?" the bride asked, very worldly wrath simmering in her stomach. Her sorrow, worry, and desperation quickly started flipping. This was all their fault! Pulling them into their stupid little skirmishes. They hurt Rayki...maybe even killed him!

"What are you waiting for? Clean up the demon, so we can finish this," the lizard leader ignored her and ordered his men to attack Luf. A bad idea, considering her current state of mind. Like a trigger, following his words, a nova of death washed through the hole.

"The halo of death!" the leader cried out, watching the scene in horror.

The troop of avian reptiles that charged at her at their leader's command turned into a shower of blank bones and black sludge the moment the dark aura washed over them. She had released her aura, and any mortal life in Luf's vicinity was reaped, including her own flesh.

However, the leader and about half his men escaped the devastating attack thanks to their altitude. Now, they were facing a black, crystalline skeleton exuding an aura of death that decayed anything that came in touch with it.

"We cannot deal with such evil powers! Keep her occupied, I will get the Fulgeres,2 the leader commanded. Despite telling his men to buy time and die, none of them so much as grunted or complained.

Luf spent no thought on suddenly facing over 50 flying enemies that had no care for their lives. While they carefully attacked from outside the range of her aura, the skeleton had thrown out any rational thought or strategy, simply chucking spears of black light at her attackers.

There was no fear of the powers depleting; she only used to lock them away because of the pain they brought. Another worry that fell away, as her heart hurt more than any bodily ailment. Blade staffs and Light magic attacks kept hitting her body, some scratching, others breaking her bones, but she ignored the damage.

It repaired itself anyway. It always repaired itself. She focused on picking them off with her attacks. What she didn't have in accuracy, she made up for in the number of attacks. Although she never found out where this aura originated from, it never depleted. She could heal and attack forever, only stopping when all her enemies were dead.

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She would slaughter every last one of them. She would haunt their people and eradicate their entire race for what they did today. The price for their deeds was her becoming their god of death, their nemesis, their doom. She would-

Suddenly, a warm golden glow shone into the deep hole, driving away the shadows and aura of death. She had been almost done, just five more pests were floating above her, when suddenly all the spears of darkness she was about to fire vanished from her control.

Not just that. Against her will, she could feel her aura being driven back into her bones. She was unable to release it again. Suddenly, she was only a black skeleton, basking in the warm shine of an unknown magic.

However, unlike the bright ray of destruction from earlier, it did not harm her. On the contrary, the spell that suddenly enveloped her boosted her healing, and her body rapidly recovered. With her death aura sealed, she had suddenly become a powerless, naked woman standing alone at the bottom of the shaft.

This was the first time she faced such a situation during the entire time of her existence. Even when the Tower Master gave her a chance to be reborn in a new body, she always had access to the dark power that filled her existence, but now it was sealed.

Looking up, she found a new group descending into what used to be the base of the nightelf demons. But it was apart from the lizards with bird wings she met before; there was a new group she didn't know.

Among the beings coming from above, Luf spotted tall humanoid figures that floated with magic. Elves? Not their demonic hosts, but beings that actually looked like elves. Tall, handsome, with long ears and hair like honey in color.

Their eyes glowing in green or gold made a piercing contrast to their marble skin. Wearing either bright silver armor or white robes, they stuck out from the lizards in their golden body armor. The one who had spoken was one of the elves, wearing an especially ostentatious robe.

They definitely had the look and style, although they seemed bigger and more sturdy than the elves she knew. Like a hulked-up version of the androgynous pretty boy race.

"Who would have thought that such evil hid in such an innocent shell?" the most ostentatiously robed elf spoke solemnly. He carried no weapon, but a massive book, bound in golden covers. His sentence distracted Luf from the shock of losing her power.

Suddenly, she realized that she was completely naked with a massive host of male enemies ogling her. For a moment, she thought of the irony that she actually ended up using it, as a set of silver armor covered her bare body. She felt the power of the armor surge through her. The moon was shining brightly in the sky, lending her its aid.

The rush of power cleared her mind. Getting consumed by her rage and sorrow was not helpful in surviving here. If she wanted to get revenge, she had to use her head. Right, if they thought this was over when they sealed her power, then they were wrong.

Since gaining a corporeal body, Luf had spent her free time training her magic skills, since she couldn't always harm herself to fight. This was also why Seth gave her this armor, a Lunacy Set. Even if they sealed her power, she was not defenseless.

"Don't think you will get to live with this memory, perverts," she stated, having come to her senses and started casting a spell in her mind. It was the strongest spell she knew, but despite struggling with it before, it had suddenly become so easy.

"I don't know how a filthy creature like you can withstand the Holy Field, but it matters not! Your power has been suppressed. Kill her!" the ostentatious elf commanded, and the lizards charged down to end her.

In less than half the time she usually needed, Barrage of Darkness jumped from her fingers almost effortlessly. Her heart jumped in shock when she saw the storm of spears they unleashed upwards. But not as shocked as her attackers.

"Irgh!! "Argh!" A massive, dense cloud of dark spears shot upwards, surprising attackers as well as the caster. She had never worn the armor before. Luf wanted to become better at magic first before relying on superior equipment.

How stupid she was. To have denied herself this power...The casting reduction was already surprising, but the spell itself was easily more than ten times stronger than it was supposed to be, without dealing as much as a dent to her mana pool. She also felt several times stronger than before.

A smile of derision appeared on her face as her confidence shot through the roof, only to be dampened by a vast barrier, stopping her attack like it was nothing. She had only managed to take down a handful of stragglers who were too far ahead.

"Your dark magic will not stand in my presence!" the elven commander exclaimed, as his minions raised their staffs, further strengthening the barrier and obviously beginning to cast a spell. The next moment, the barrier was hit by a rain of various elemental spells, shaking it violently.

"Then how about ours!" a woman with flaming red hair exclaimed, several casters behind her firing the next volley already.

"Bodeka!"