検索キーワード： 著者 "Michael Chatfield" すべてのカテゴリー

Nach der Eroberung und Verteidigung Vuzgals haben Erik und Rugrat eine neue Aufgabe zu bewältigen – die Errichtung einer Stadt. Bisher sind sie förmlich durch die Reiche gerast, aber Vuzgal ist ein Preis, den sie nicht einfach aufgeben können. Alva wird ebenso mobilisiert wie ihre Verbündeten, um die neue Stadt aufzubauen. Es ist an der Zeit, ihre Gewinne zu festigen und an ihren Handwerken, ihren Kampffähigkeiten und ihrer Kultivierung zu arbeiten.

Plunged into the heart of Vedra, the Abyssal Plane of Etera, The Four Horsemen connect with Limos once more. Having reestablished their connection with the cunning Limos, their quest is singular—Desari has found Ilus, her long-lost home, now ensnared in the Fire Region. But revelation comes with its own perils; Ilus is embroiled in a war it is losing, threatening to extinguish its legacy forever.

Das Reich der Schlachtfelder–ein Reich, in dem Sekten aufsteigen und zerfallen. In dem der Boden unter den Füßen von Kämpfern aus höheren Reichen erzittert. In dem es Reichtümer zu holen gibt und in dem Imperien untergehen. Dorthin müssen Erik und Rugrat, wenn sie ihre Stärke und die von Alva erhöhen wollen. Es heißt, das Glück sei mit den Mutigen. So ist es in den Zehn Reichen. Die Beute geht an den Sieger. Das Vierte Reich wird ihr Leben verändern ... oder beenden

Merely gaining levels and having a higher cultivation isn’t enough to pass the eighth realm’s test into the ninth realm. Find your truth, understand your reason; only then can you pass the eighth realm. It might be Erik and Rugrat’s hardest challenge yet.

Erik West is an ex-combat medic. He and his best friend, marine recon sniper Jimmy "Rugrat" Rodriguez, have been thrown into another world. They've become one of the "cursed". Now they have to figure out this fantasy world, where cultivation, skills, and abilities must be grown...or death awaits.

Strength comes not in victories. It comes from standing up after defeats, in reaching out a hand and pulling others to their feet. Of pushing others ahead of one’s self. Alvans must dig deep. They have paid a heavy price, a price felt in the hearts of every member. They started as a small group fighting to just survive in the first realm to a nation that challenged the combined United Sect Alliance. Instead of crumbling, they bared their teeth, they fought forces from the seventh realm. They bled their enemy every step of the way.

For years Alva has trained, developed weapons, and tactics never seen in the 10 realms. Now Alva moves in the background, supporting the Adventurer's Guild. No band of fighters, no sect looking to gain individual honors. The armies of Alva were forged together in Alva dungeon.

Fighting in the shadows. Enemy at their backs. Will Alva's Secret be revealed? As Erik and Rugrat return to Alva, they find that things have only heated up in their time away. The Adventurer's Guild moves in the shadows with Alva's support. With all of their preparations, are they ready to take on a powerful sect from the sixth realm?

As the fighting competition grips Vuzgal, the city-state declares its independence and strength. Alva prepares to retake the lost floor of Water. The Adventurer Guild hones their blades, training and cultivating. They prepare for war, for the Willful Institute to reap what they have sown. Erik and Rugrat’s travels take them to the sixth realm, a realm with cities under the sun and dungeons beneath. Not all of Earth’s modern knowledge is used to help or heal. The Beast Mountain range is united under the empire.

After taking and defending Vuzgal, Erik and Rugrat have a new task to complete: build a city. They have been racing through the realms at this point, but Vuzgal is a prize that they can't simply give up on. Alva is mobilized, as are their allies, to build out the new city. It is time that they solidify their gains, working on their crafts, their fighting ability, and cultivation. As they expand their personal power, their gaze turns toward Vermire, to the dungeon. It's time they started to exert the strength they've built up.

Friend. Lovers. Blood kin. Humans. Beast kin. Enemies. Targets. At one time, humans and beast kin called each other friends. They weathered the bad times together and celebrated the good times. They even called one another blood brothers and sisters. They fought beside one another. Time has made these two groups forget their shared history - forget their past relationships. Now, instead of fighting beside one another, the lands at Selenus and Radal prepare to end their cease-fire and once again soak Dena in one another’s blood.

Uniter of Dena. Guardian of the people. Death Knight: Anthony gained a few titles. So did the savior of the north, the Guardian princess; Aila Wranoris. The gnomish engineer Tommie. The mad undead. Redeemer of kin, last of his bloodline, Damien. The reborn battle mage, the honorable Lich, high judge Claire. It seems as if he stands in good company. Titles, honors, awards. They are little consolation for the dead, a grim reminder and heavy weight for the living.

Star-crossed lovers? The mage and her knight? The Fool and the Genius, the world’s oddest couple? Claire and Anthony have a storied and colorful past. Ahem. It took Anthony nearly 1,000 times to ask Claire out on a date, you know? Like, come on. They were adventuring together for years! Maybe he wasn’t the fool. Claire, didn’t notice you there - don’t give me that look! You’re starting to scare me...Uh, okay, so, this world’s greatest love story continues, even though Dena is not a safe place....

Tommie, Anthony, and Aila have a new quest: to head across Dena to the island nation Ilsal. There, they might learn more of Anthony's past and recover his lost power. Getting there...well, that's half the adventure, and something is working in Dena's shadow. A guardian's work is rarely done. At least, this one doesn't need to sleep.

He was a great warrior...who thought he was taking a nap. He was mostly dead. Anthony accidentally lived a heroic life. He was a kind, loyal, though somewhat quirky guy, who earned many of his nicknames through remarkable good luck in battle. He just wanted to know two things. Who woke him up from a perfectly good slumber...and why can’t he remember anything? As the daughter of the Dark Elf Queen, Aila had needed to prove herself at every step. When she woke up the Death Knight, he was a bit of a disappointment.

The battlefield realm: a realm where sects rise and fall. Where the ground trembles under the feet of fighters from the higher realms. Where riches are gained and empires lost. This is where Erik and Rugrat must go, if they want to increase their strength and the strength of Alva. They say that fortune favors the bold. This is the ten realms. To the victor go the spoils. The fourth realm will change their lives...or end them.

With the third realm, new challenges arise. Erik searches for Old Hei while Rugrat deals with his broken mana system. For both, their path takes them toward the alchemist association's trial. They didn't mean to get into trouble, they swear, but in the ten realms, trouble is not far behind the duo. They'll have to fight across the third realm to complete the alchemist association's trial.

When Erik and Rugrat entered the ten realms they didn’t know what was going on. They only knew that they had contracted the two week curse. When entering the second realm they came to understand their character sheets, and part of the system that is called the ten realms. A place that the strong make the rules and the weak cling to them for protection and hope that they might be left in peace. They passed through the trials of the Beast Mountain Dungeon, taking control of it and becoming the leader of nearly 200 people.

Warships now move in the stars, made of soul-gem constructs, built by mages and engineers, crewed by those who lived on Emerilia or within Earth’s simulation. The Deq’ual system stands with Emerilia, their brothers and sisters, and their family and fellow human descendants. The Jukal Empire will not let Emerilia rise peacefully. As empires grow, so, too, can they be toppled. Only one can remain; in their biggest gamble yet, they must pass through the fires of war, empire against empire.

Wins and losses, there is no time to celebrate or mourn. The Pantheon in the chaos has once again risen to power, some trying to take power from one another, others supporting the people of Emerilia.