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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 96: The Forge

Tristan

[Sage of All, Archmage of History Lv. 83 -> Sage of All, Archmage of History Lv. 86]

[Skill Boost obtained]

[Skill gained: Unshackled Knowledge]

[Skill Boost obtained]

World Boss battles continued to be an excellent source of Levels, but for the first time...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 95: Apophis

FYI, my laptop needs some repairs, I'll be taking it to the shop Wednesday, depending on how long that takes, there may be a longer gap in chapters.

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Joseph

Just as with the fire-based Nation Boss he...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 94: Scalding Sands

Sundiata

They were right back here. In Africa, only a few hundred kilometers from the place where he had awoken, and a couple of thousand from the heart of the New Malian Empire.

And once again, Zerzura was planned to be right in the line of fire, the “glorious capital” reduced to...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 93: A Mess

Tristan

Suddenly having everyone fall out of the sky when the World Boss was killed while ninety percent of all fighters didn’t even have eyes on him had certainly been, er, something, but it wasn’t an unfixable “something.”

Between Merlin and Fionn, everyone got caug...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 92: Typhon

Drake

A monster so big it showed up on radar … this was going to be a mess. A big one.

But at the same time, the way it stood out amidst the sea and sky, there was no way the missiles would fail to lock onto it. Assuming the monster’s air attribute didn’t interfere, at least. View Post

Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 91: That Should Have Been Obvious …

Tristan

Twenty days. Almost three weeks. It could feel like an eternity, or it could go by at a truly glacial pace, depending on what was happening.

Under the circumstances we found ourselves laboring under, with another cataclysmic fight awaiting on the far side of that timespan ... ...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 90: Cleanup

Tristan

The veil covering the sky overhead vanished like morning dew under a noonday sun, the light of the sun further illuminating the mess the battle had left behind.

For starters, it appeared the desert Cipactli had created was here to stay, though about half the place wasn’t a d...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 89: Cipactli

Fionn

Cipactli, the Devourer of Creation, True Ruler of the Cosmic Ocean, Primordial of Earth (World Boss)

No level, no nod to where the System had found the template, no other frills or other description.

Just a name, a few titles, and the simple statement that this thing was m...

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Outrage of the Ancients Poll

So, here's the thing. I was initally planning to write one chapter per World Boss fight, so I could post that as one part, but I'm not quite writing quickly enouhg to then keep up my usual rythm of putting out a chapter at least every three days. 

Therefore, here's the question: would ...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 88: The Earth Hungers

Dietrich

Why was it always helicopters?

Well, they were a useful conveyance with a multitude of potential configurations and uses …it was the single most annoying vehicle he’d ever encountered, almost as though its inventor had been intending to create a sanity-breaking torture ma...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 87: Twiddling Thumbs

This certainly was a weird situation. Even though we had a massive sword of Damocles hanging over our heads in the form of the World Bosses, things were oddly peaceful for now. Almost as if the worst was past …

Although one of the first things Charlemagne had done was announce to the worl...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 86: Blood of History

And here. We. GO!

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Tristan

It had been obvious from the start, but the System had seriously driven the point home in a way nothing else possibly couild have: history was a horror show.

It wasn...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 85: The Past

Note: I put in a pronounciation note because a certain Welsh name is one you're not going to have the faintest idea how its supposed to sound.

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Temujin

The empire, long united, must divide; the e...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 84: Kazikli Bey

Tristan

The landscape of Romania flew past quickly beneath me, forests, fields, highways, towns … exactly what I’d expected.

Because, sadly, this was the real world. Just because I had a land surveying Skill in [Know The Land] didn’t mean I’d automatically find something previ...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 83: Reliving Past Greatness

Tristan, Nine Days Later

The fifth Challenge was just about every kind of hell combined. Lots and lots of monsters, as scattered as they would have been in the first four challenges, with my job as a living taxi transforming from being my occasional objective due to immediate need to never-...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 82: Whitechapel

Arthur

London had taken a lot of damage, but nowhere near as much as many other cities hit by the resurgent Nazis, for one simple reason.

London was big, and very, very spread out. It had been hit with more than enough bombs to flatten most other cities, true, but its sheer s...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 81: Resurgence

Charlemagne

It was always going to come down to this. Some would say he had planned this the entire time, but that phrasing implied that he had had a hand in things turning out the way they had.

And, to be perfectly honest, he might have done that if it had, in any way, shape, or form...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 80: The Butcher of Prague

Joseph

Up to this point, Prague had only been hit by the very first wave of monsters, and it showed.

Intact buildings, reasonably happy people, and a regular flow of traffic.

Not anymore.

Phantoms clad in heavy leather coats and wielding firearms had come and … well, the...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 79: The Leaders

President Lane

The fifth challenge had managed in an afternoon what the first four had failed to do in four months.

Completely crushed Europe.

Oh, there were still plenty of survivors, lots of infrastructure, and so on … but the capital cities of the continent had bee...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 78: Propaganda

Tristan

The Tiger Panzer that drove straight at me was looking … strange. Fuzzy. Almost as though the black and gold stripes that “decorated” its outside were made from actual fur, rather than being a garish paint job the system had decided to slap on top of the massive war machine. View Post

Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 77: Terror of the Ocean

Drake

There are three kinds of people: those who are alive, those who are dead, and those who are at sea.

An old truth, one that had proven true all too often in his day but been rendered largely false by modern communications capabilities. Even the radio had changed the para...

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Outrage of the Ancients 2 Patreon Version

The second part of Outrage of the Ancients is coming out in a week, and therefore, here's the finished, fully edited copy for your perusal.

https://dl.bookfunnel.com/oc9uy8k71o

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 76: Legacy of Bloodshed

I actually recognized this guy. Not his face, even if the monster hadn’t been an indistinct phantom, the only actual Nazi I felt comfortable identifying based on their appearance was the head asshole himself, but I recognized the reference in the name.

Heinrich Müller, head of the Gestap...

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Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 75: Lightning Warfare (Start of Book 3)

Outrage of the Ancients Chapter 75: Lightning Warfare (Start of Book 3)

What do you think of the cover for book 3?

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Ours had been a war with no front lines, no clear targets, no order or even the remotest semblance of the Geneva Convention.

Humans on one side, monsters on...

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Museum Core Epilog: A Solar System of Possibilities

One year later, Kyoto, Japan

As per usual, no one had felt entirely comfortable with having a monster spawner only controlled by his own honor and conscience inside a capital city, so the Japanese had built the requested museum somewhere other than Tokyo. But Thomas didn’t mind, he’d ha...

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Museum Core Chapter 131: And the Void Stares Back

“Void Beast!” Elias growled, in a way that left Thomas unsure whether it was an identification of the problem or a curse. Probably both. Actually, now that he thought about it, definitely both.

These were the things that had given the former fairy’s former home its status as ...

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Museum Core Chapter 130: Poking Reality With a Stick

The last few days until the second merge came and went in a flash, during which Thomas both did everything and felt as though he had achieved nothing.

His biggest “achievement” was moving the Belfast right next to the Natural History Museum via a newly-dug trench, just in case ...

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Museum Core Chapter 129: Murderous Desert

The humanoid figure standing amidst the chaos of a rapidly disintegrating city only vaguely resembled a human being, angry red skin as though it had once been flayed alive stretched across a body that was just skin and bones, with topped with flaming red hair and actually flaming eyeballs that we...

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Museum Core Chapter 128: Barren Wasteland

She was going to kill Frye when she got back to Bristol.

Yes, every single one of her bonds was from the warmer climes, and perhaps being part reptile should have helped some.

And, technically, an expanse of ice and snow was also a desert, if you wanted to get down i...

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Museum Core Chapter 127: Bidding War, Bidding Won

Apparently, magic that actively altered the variables used in engineering calculations was prone to driving engineers a wee bit batty, to draw upon the delightful pool of British expressions that Thomas was only starting to learn.

Yes, technically, the Belfast’s newest power “j...

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