Dimensional Codex System I m really not a cultist

Chapter 108: Chapter 107 Mage Slayer
 

Watching Fang Zheng pull out a sword, everyone was dumbstruck.

This doesn’t fit the script at all?

Some had seen Fang Zheng’s previous battles, solved with just a few spells. But now facing the glasses-wearing man, why did he draw a sword? And with a sword in hand, how could he cast spells?

“Attack! Kill him!!”

At this point, the glasses-wearing man wasn’t thinking so much. He pointed at Fang Zheng and roared, and the two otherworldly white wolves instantly pounced towards their target.

What followed next was astonishing.

With the otherworldly white wolves lunging at him, Fang Zheng showed no sign of dodging. Instead, everyone watched as a flash of light zipped by, and with the sound of a thunderous explosion, the two wolves were knocked back, howling in pain before turning into two beams of white light and vanishing into the air. Simultaneously, Fang Zheng’s figure had already appeared in front of the glasses-wearing man!

“How is this possible?!!”

Seeing his strongest trump card flipped so effortlessly, the glasses-wearing man was wide-eyed with shock. By the time he came to his senses, he saw the blade in Fang Zheng’s hand cleaving down toward him!

Wait, don’t panic, I have a magic shield, he couldn’t possibly…

But before the glasses-wearing man could react, he saw Fang Zheng raise his left hand and point at him, his magic shield shattering instantly. Then, as if struck by a sledgehammer, the dazzling sword light smashed into the glasses-wearing man’s chest, and with a scream, he was sent flying by the Holy Light, crashing heavily outside the arena.

And Fang Zheng silently sheathed his longsword, then turned and walked away.

“………”

For a moment, the whole Sky Arena fell into eerie silence; the mages who were spectating were all dumbfounded, staring at Fang Zheng’s departing figure, at a loss for words. Especially the White Tower Mages in the audience, initially shocked, but as they grasped what had happened, they were all terrified!!

“This man is incredible!”

A female mage gripped her magic wand tightly, gazing solemnly at Fang Zheng’s retreating figure.

“That sword strike of his was almost at par with my father’s!”

“Impossible? Your father is a master of swordsmanship, could he possess the strength of a swordsmanship master?”

Upon hearing the woman’s words, another male mage beside her shook his head.

“But even if he possesses such swordsmanship, what does it prove? Mages have stood their ground for hundreds of years; we have never feared those warriors, have we?”

“But you’ve forgotten that he is also a mage… and he can cast Silent Spells and Quickened Spells! I don’t know what class he specializes in, but I can be sure, it definitely includes the Protection Class!”

“What does that prove… No way!”

Hearing the female mage’s rebuttal, the man beside her started to say something reflexively, but he quickly shuddered, trembling all over.

The Protection Class specializes in defense and prohibition. But as they say, how can one know how to save lives without understanding how to take them? Who could understand better how to break through a magic barrier than someone from the Protection Class?!

Of course, the average member of the Protection Class isn’t a cause for concern; after all, casting spells takes time. The process of countering spells is also one of observation and duel.

But what can they do against someone like Fang Zheng, who can cast Quickened and Silent Spells, and possesses formidable close-combat abilities?

You see, there are only so many protective spells in the world, and even fewer that guard against physical attacks—just magic shields, the Stone Skin Technique, and Protective Blades. When mages duel, they engage in a battle of wits, but if one side has overwhelming physical combat power, then the other must be prepared with spells to guard against physical attacks.

But none of that’s important; the important thing is that the moment they do so, they would be grasped tightly by the other in one aspect!

Mages are powerful because to outsiders, their spells are ever-changing and mysterious. However, once their patterns are deciphered, countering them becomes much simpler.

And the very thought that Fang Zheng came from the Thunder Tower scared the mages senseless!

Could this man indeed be the student of that Devil Muscle Man? Wait a minute… if I remember correctly, the Thunder Tower’s tutor specializes in…

The Prophecy System!!

This is bloody outrageous!!!

The Mages of the White Tower are no fools, and after figuring things out, they all turned pale as death. The Prophecy System might seem powerless on the surface, but it’s actually the last thing any Mage from any other system wants to encounter. After all, every Mage knows very well that if used properly, there are no secrets before a Prophecy Mage.

And this young man came through the Thunder Tower’s Teleportation Array, which means he must know Prophecy Spells, and he has Protection Class too, plus his own super-strong combat power…

It’s like the African Savannah, where everyone’s eco-cycle is happy and harmonious, and then a tiger shows up, and what the heck, this tiger can fly?!

Are you even leaving any way out for the other animals?!

Once Fang Zheng made his move, that unfortunate guy with glasses was left unattended, but the whole Sky Arena turned into chaos. For the next few days, it felt like doomsday had arrived for those Mages. They all had bitter expressions whenever they met each other.

“Did you get beaten by that Wild Mage too?”

“Ah… I really hadn’t expected the Wild Mage to be so fast. I had just released a Shield! And then he rushed up…”

“Did he break your Shield?”

“No? He just cut me and the Shield together with one strike!!”

“What?!”

“Can’t help it, I’m not specialized in the Protection Class. I thought… who knew…”

“Forget it, you’re still not too bad. That Shaping-Type had it worse! He pushed himself to spit blood to quicken an Acid Sphere, and then…”

“And then what happened?”

“Then the Wild Mage gave himself Elemental Immunity… and then… I couldn’t bear to keep watching…”

“How’s The Shapeshifter doing? I heard he also ran into that Wild Mage?”

“Don’t even mention it, he really did learn the Prophecy System, none of The Shapeshifter’s Spells worked on him, and he still got cut down with one strike.”

“What about you then? You’re a Prophecy Mage too, right? Prophecy System against Prophecy System, shouldn’t it be a fair fight at least?”

“Don’t even get me started!! Yeah, I’m a Prophecy Mage, but I can’t keep up with his speed. I had just sensed his attack direction when his fist was already in front of my eyes! Look at my eyes, they’re still black and blue!! But Bit from the Necromancer Class might be able to teach him a lesson. I heard that Wild Mage is about to face Bit!”

“That makes sense, the Wild Mage has overwhelming strength and speed, perhaps only a Necromancer can handle him! Just summon an Undead Legion, and no matter how strong he is, he should have trouble, right?”

“Bad news, bad news!!”

“What happened?”

“That Wild Mage… he, he’s a Templar!!”

“What? What did you say?”

“Bit just fought him, Bit summoned an Undead Legion, and then the Wild Mage wiped them all out with Holy Light!!”

“…Are we Mages even supposed to have a chance?!! He’s practically a Mage Slayer!!”

For a while, the entire Sky Arena was in turmoil, those Mages who had studied Spells for half their lives had never seen someone like Fang Zheng who played by his own rules. Magic and Martial Arts dual cultivators are not unheard of, but they require talent, much like not everyone can excel in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but those who do excel are surely geniuses. Mages like Fang Zheng who can use Magic, fight in close combat, and also wield Holy Light, are probably a first for the entire White Tower.

Of course, if he encounters a Female Mage, Fang Zheng would still give them some face, let them cast a few Spells and make some gestures. Anyone who can become an apprentice of the White Tower is no fool, and they would promptly surrender when they know they are overpowered. But when it comes to Male Mages, Fang Zheng certainly doesn’t need to show any gentlemanly demeanor. He just lifts his Sky-Cleaving Sword and chops wildly; if you can block it, good for you, if not, too bad.

At first, some Mages were willing to fight Fang Zheng, but later, many would forfeit as soon as they entered the arena, especially those from the Necromancer Class who would turn and run at the sight of Fang Zheng. Although you can’t die in the Sky Arena, getting purified by Holy Light still hurts like hell!

Undead Creatures differ from summoned creatures; if summoned creatures are killed in the Main World, they just go back to their own world to recover from serious injuries for some time, but if Undead Creatures die, they’re gone for good! And being purified by Holy Light, that’s a fate you can’t come back from!

Proper Necromancers are not allowed to play with souls, so their duties are more akin to the Taoists in many urban fantasy novels, wandering the mountains and plains looking for Vengeful Spirits to then make a deal and take on board. Of course, if you manage to reform them, then you can subdue these Vengeful Spirits for your own use.

You can imagine how these Necromancers feel seeing Fang Zheng, their hearts trembling with fear. The helpers they painstakingly gathered up, sent back to their hometowns to get married by a Holy Light, that’s a blow no one can take.

Poor Bit is still lying in bed, spitting up three liters of blood every day.

Goddess of Order, I beg for your mercy, take this demon away!!