Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!-Chapter 1482 - 1481: Heroes from Another World
What does a BOSS want after making a grand appearance, showcasing its majesty, and delivering its lines?
Of course, it desires an epic battle that shakes the heavens and earth, ideally resulting in absolute destruction and an unending fight.
However... right now, Glass might have the lines of a BOSS but lacks the aura of one.
As for her current state, it’s far from that of a BOSS.
"Boom!!"
The cliff collapsed, and Glass flew out, hitting the ground hard. She rolled several times before coming to a stop. Her face was pale, her clothes tattered, looking like an extra in the opening of a movie being chased by a monster.
"What’s wrong? Weren’t you shouting loudly just now? Keep going?"
Fang Zheng strode out from beneath the collapsed cliff, gripping his shield axe tightly in his right hand, surrounded by the roaring Primordial Fire, looking like a reborn Terminator pursuing an unarmed extra.
"Ugh.....!"
Hearing Fang Zheng’s voice, Glass struggled to stand up, but just as she raised her fan, she saw Fang Zheng make a gesture. Then dozens of Magic Missiles appeared out of thin air, whistling towards her.
Ultimate Magic Missile Storm!
"Whirling Dance Zero Form, Countercurrent Snow Moon Flower!!"
Facing the whistling Magic Missiles, Glass gritted her teeth and fanned forward with her hand. Her movements suddenly accelerated several times, sending out waves of light to meet the Magic Missiles. However, Fang Zheng sneered and snapped his fingers again.
"Rumble!!"
In that moment, the sky darkened, thunder roared, and thick clouds rolled and gathered, then formed a giant fist, crashing down on Glass!
Ultimate Heaven’s Fury Fist!
"Ah—————!!"
This time, Glass couldn’t defend against Fang Zheng’s attack; she screamed and was sent flying, hitting the ground heavily. Although Glass looked battered, Fang Zheng could see that her health bar had only decreased by a third.
It’s really strange.
Though the health bar is just a reference, in reality, it’s impossible to have the misconception that one must zero out the health bar to knock someone down. But Glass’s situation was clearly unusual; she had just taken a hit from Fang Zheng’s axe, and then several Shaping Magic spells smacked onto her, especially the Ultimate Heaven’s Fury Fist, a Ninth-Level Spell of the Shaping Type, and yet it only reduced part of her health.
Of course, if she were truly a BOSS, it wouldn’t matter. But the problem is that Glass’s current performance doesn’t match her health level. Put simply, if others in front of Fang Zheng are minnows, then Glass is just an elite minnow, even if elite, still a minnow.
But her health... it feels like a mid-to-late stage BOSS.
That’s very unscientific.
If the fight seems strange, then let’s consult the guide.
Thinking this, Fang Zheng extended his hand.
"Ratziel!"
Soon, the pitch-black all-knowing book appeared in Fang Zheng’s hand, quickly flipping open, and then information about Glass appeared on the previously blank pages.
"I see."
Seeing this, Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow, then looked at the dusty and battered Glass with interest again.
"So you’re not human, no wonder you’re so resilient."
"—————!"
Hearing Fang Zheng’s words, Glass’s expression changed immediately.
Indeed, according to the records of the "Ratziel," Glass belonged to a race called the Soul Folk, whose characteristic is having no distinction between vitality and magic. For them, vitality is magic, and magic is vitality.
In other words, they have no HP, only MP, so the Soul Folk also have no level restrictions, and the more MP they have, the stronger they are.
So what Fang Zheng saw before wasn’t a health bar but a mana bar.
No wonder it’s so challenging to fight; in truth, the opponent is a condensation of magic, with naturally high magic resistance.
But now that he knows how to fight, it’s much simpler.
Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, quickly drawing in the air, and soon, bright, dazzling light orbs appeared, surrounding Glass.
"What is this?"
Seeing the silver light orbs spinning around her, Glass’s face changed drastically as well. She quickly raised her fan to do something, but the next moment, Glass suddenly went limp, collapsing to the ground.
"How could this be? My power?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"Hehe....."
At this moment, Fang Zheng could clearly see that Glass’s HP (or rather MP) was rapidly decreasing, and she herself was evidently in panic.
Indeed, this was the Ninth-Level Protection Class spell released by Fang Zheng — Radiant Refinement!
This spell could create several silver-white light orbs and then guide them to absorb the spells or magic power the target casts. To others, this might merely be absorbing MP, but for the Soul Folk race, where MP equals HP, it was life-threatening!
"Countercurrent Snow Moon Flower!"
"It’s useless."
The attack that Glass unleashed had no effect at all. On the contrary, the flying light blades seemed to vanish instantly into thin air.
"How, how can this be?!"
Seeing this scene, Glass’s face turned deathly pale, never expecting that her attack would be entirely nullified by the opponent?
"Once I understand your race, it’s much easier to fight."
Fang Zheng lowered his left hand, raising his shield axe as he walked over.
Indeed, Glass’s race was Soul Folk, a race that lives with MP, which means all her skills were magic.
Then, as long as the Magic Nullifying Barrier is released, this woman is essentially useless.
"It seems you’re not from this world, so let me ask you, why did you attack me?"
"Ugh..."
Glass, whose magic power was being absorbed by the silver-white light orb, was already unsteady. She collapsed to the ground, gritting her teeth and glaring at Fang Zheng.
"If we don’t kill you, then our world will be destroyed! To protect our world, you must die!"
"So, you’re saying your world also has waves?"
"That’s right... everyone in that world is desperately resisting the waves..."
As she spoke, Glass shakily stood up again, gripping the fan in her hand tightly.
"I am also the Enchanted Tool that protects the important world from the waves, the Hero of the Fan! I will never fall here. This battle will not end until one of us dies!"
"If that’s the case."
At this moment, Fang Zheng had already walked up to Glass, then raised the shield axe in his hand.
"Then, you shall die."
Saying this, Fang Zheng abruptly swung the shield axe at Glass—only for it to change path midway.
"Clang!!"
A pitch-black giant scythe suddenly appeared, blocking in front of Fang Zheng, who raised an eyebrow, and the shield axe continued its fierce downward swing. With a loud crash, a figure screamed and was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground. Seeing this person, Glass also screamed.
"Larku!?"
"Ugh... it hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts..."
On the ground lay a man with short red hair, wearing adventurer’s attire, holding a pitch-black giant scythe, standing up from the ground. Hearing Glass’s shout, the man named Larku gave a wry smile.
"Honestly, little sister Glass, what on earth are you doing, challenging the Four Sacred Heroes in another world? Are you looking for death?"
"But if we don’t quickly eliminate the Four Sacred Heroes, then our world will... ugh..."
However, before Glass could finish her sentence, she collapsed again. Clearly, she was running low on MP at this point.
"Glass!"
Seeing this, the man named Larku’s expression also changed slightly, and he looked towards Fang Zheng.
"Although it’s not very courteous to say this, could you let me take her away?"
"From what she’s saying, you’re also a hero from another world?"
"That’s right, I am from the same world as her, the Scythe Hero."
As he spoke, Larku raised the scythe in his hand.
"Sorry, little sister Glass is an important companion to us. I must take her back!"
"Then let’s see if you have what it takes!"
Fang Zheng once again forcefully swung the shield axe.
"Thinking you can come and go as you please, what do you take this place for? Since you’re here, then don’t think about leaving! Prepare to embrace death!"
With a cold snort from Fang Zheng, golden whirlwinds of light suddenly emerged in the sky behind him, and then countless weapons appeared from within, aimed at the man in front of him.
The next moment, a rain of swords descended.
"Not good!"
Seeing this scene, Larku’s expression changed drastically. He hastily swung the scythe, rushing towards Glass. Meanwhile, numerous sharp blades shot down, targeting the red-haired man.
"Haaa!!"
Facing the oncoming blades, Larku also spun the scythe, knocking them away. Yet his steps didn’t stop, continuing to charge towards Grace, who was trapped in the Radiant Refinement.
However, Fang Zheng wasn’t about to let him succeed so easily!
"Die!"
Confronted with the Scythe Hero rushing at him, Fang Zheng mercilessly swung the shield axe once more, cutting forward. Meanwhile, the Scythe Hero swung his huge scythe to meet the strike, shouting loudly.
"Tiris!"
As Larku shouted, a woman with long blue hair tied into braids appeared from the side. She raised her hand toward Fang Zheng, and her bracelet shimmered with a multicolored radiance.
"Gemstones of power everywhere, respond to my request, appear!"
The intangible magic power instantly condensed into searing flames rushing at Fang Zheng. However, faced with this surprise attack from behind, Fang Zheng didn’t even bother to turn around, his movements didn’t pause, continuing to slash down with the axe, directly deflecting the Scythe Hero’s weapon. Then, he clenched his left hand into a fist, punching straight into the Scythe Hero’s abdomen.
"Ugh!!"
With a scream, the Scythe Hero flew backward again. At the same time, the searing flames struck Fang Zheng’s back.
But at that moment, a gleam of magic radiance suddenly flashed across Fang Zheng, and then an emerald green brilliance burst forth, spraying out like a fan, extinguishing the blue-haired woman’s flame magic as if blowing out a candle, enveloping her.
"Crack!!"
In the instant the blue-haired woman was enveloped by the emerald light, her attire and the bracelet she wore shattered and vanished. She screamed, hurriedly crouching to hold her body.
"Tiris!"
Seeing this, the Scythe Hero tried to get up again, but before he could move, chains that appeared out of nowhere restrained the three of them tightly.
Holding the chains, Fang Zheng gazed at the trio, his expression unchanged.
"From now on, you are all my captives."
