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Chapter 157: Chapter 156 How Can It Be Called Robbery When It Concerns the Templar?
Although Fang Zheng had been mentally prepared, it wasn't until he truly fought with the Ironblood Warriors that he realized mages could indeed be unmatched.
This was also why he was currently standing at the entrance of the corridor, taking on thousands by himself.
After Nymph disabled all the long-range weapons, the Ironblood Warriors could only resort to using melee weapons. Fang Zheng went even further; he had even put away his Sky-Cleaving Sword and stood there bare-handed, smiling as he watched his enemies in front of him.
The corridor of the Ironblood Mother Ship was very spacious, enough to accommodate four Ironblood Warriors fighting side by side, but here, Fang Zheng stood alone at the doorway, enough to stop them in their tracks.
“Huh!!”
An Ironblood Elite thrust his spear towards Fang Zheng with all his might. Facing the spear, which flickered with a cold light, Fang Zheng didn't even dodge. He just quietly stood there, watching as the spear aimed for his chest, and then… accompanied by a series of sparks, the sharp spear heavily struck the invisible force field in front of Fang Zheng, and then rebounded.
This scene surprised the Ironblood warrior, causing him to lift his head, endlessly switching his scanning mode, trying to find out what was blocking his way. However, Fang Zheng clearly was not inclined to kindly explain as he simply snapped his fingers. Soon, a mass of dark green clouds quietly emerged in front of Fang Zheng, forming a thick layer that blocked the entire passage. The Ironblood Warriors caught in the cloud had no time to react before turning pale and collapsing into cold corpses on the ground. Only a few physically robust Ironblood Warriors could resist the cloud filled with extreme lethal power, but even so, they were stiff and could no longer move freely as before.
The death of their comrades didn't stop the Ironblood Warriors. They still charged fearlessly into the deadly green cloud towards Fang Zheng, although some collapsed halfway there without any further reaction. Still, relying on the wild and fearless strength of the Ironblood, most of them broke through the Death Cloud Technique and continued to rush towards Fang Zheng.
Watching these Ironblood Warriors charge at him again, Fang Zheng didn't even lift his eyelids but simply pointed his finger lightly. Accompanied by a flash of light, leaping electric arcs immediately struck the first warrior who rushed up and rapidly spread backwards, knocking down half of the encroaching enemies.
It seemed that no matter what material the Ironblood Warriors' armor was made of, at least it wasn't insulated.
“Shoo, shoo, shoo!!”
No sooner had the electricity subsided than Fang Zheng saw several spears, different from the earlier ones and wrapped with a special energy, cutting through the air towards him. Under their impact, the force wall in front of him flickered several times before shattering and disappearing after reaching its impact limit.
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The Ironblood Warriors seemed to have seized this opportunity keenly. Just as the few spears broke through the force wall, several spinning sharp discs cut through the cloud and flew towards Fang Zheng.
But even so, Fang Zheng remained motionless, just standing there, watching as the sharp circular discs drew closer and closer, and then… suddenly, a series of bright glows flashed beside Fang Zheng. The discs violently trembled and, as if rewound, swiftly returned the way they had come. Soon, Fang Zheng heard several screams from the other side of the cloud, followed by silence.
Archmages really do as they please!
Fang Zheng finally understood why those spellcasters always looked so arrogant, as if they were the best in the world. Truly, the feeling of bullying the ordinary was exhilarating. In fact, Fang Zheng stood there and barely had to do anything; he just needed to lift his hand to take down over a hundred Ironblood Warriors. He only used four spells along with his “Future Sight”.
The Force Wall was used to fend off the physical attacks of the Ironblood Warriors.
The Death Cloud Technique was used to block the way and perform a wave attack.
Then, the Lightning Spell added elemental damage.
Lastly, the Reversal Arrows sent the enemies' long-distance attacks back exactly the way they had come.
Just two Fifth-Level Spells combined with two Third-Level Spells were enough to make a group of fully armed Ironblood Warriors lose their helmets and armor and break their ranks. Of course, this also included the support of Fang Zheng's “Future Sight.” It was because of this ability that Fang Zheng could confirm in advance whether his spells were capable of blocking the enemies' attacks or if they would be destroyed after exceeding the limit. This was also why he stood there so serenely, not moving at all.
In front of a Prophecy Mage, secrets do not exist; everything you do is already confirmed as the past.
“Indeed, drawing Little Angel initially was truly fortunate.”
At that moment, Fang Zheng appreciated Nymph even more, having lacked a clear understanding of mages before he became one. It was only after he had become a mage that Fang Zheng finally realized how he had managed to defeat that idiot, all thanks to Nymph. If the little one hadn't invaded the opponent's spells and canceled them, he probably would have ended up only being able to flee in a sorry state.
And now, in this world, thanks again to Nymph, he was able to move freely within the Ironblood Mother Ship as if he was lounging at home. This made Fang Zheng realize even more the importance of Nymph. Initially, he thought a Silver Rank Summoning Stone wasn't much use, but now it seemed Nymph might become one of his regular aids.
“Operating system rewrite complete, Master.”
Just then, Little Angel's voice came from behind him, and he turned his head to see Nymph staring at him with wide eyes.
“Can we start the operation now?”
“Let's start the operation… I'll have Lulana call back the Swarm.”
Upon hearing Nymph's report, Fang Zheng smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Little Angel's head.
“Thanks, Nymph.”
“You're welcome, Master. It's my duty.”
Having received Fang Zheng's praise, Nymph also showed a happy smile. Since Fang Zheng had established a constant soul connection with her, the little one's previously somewhat depressed mood had also dissipated quite a bit, though she still occasionally stared blankly at her broken chains, no longer as downcast as before.
“But… Master, is it really okay for us to steal their things like this?”
“This isn't stealing, Nymph. I am a Templar, and the matters of a Templar cannot be called stealing. To say so is to make me out to be some common bandit… Remember, they are our enemies. This is a war, and this warship will become the spoils of war that I, as a knight, will take possession of. Understand?”
“Understood, Master.”
Upon hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Nymph giggled and blinked, speaking while gently stroking the small cat in her lap. Now that Fang Zheng had entrusted Nymph with all the rear support work, aside from assisting him, she mostly spent her time petting the cat.
Indeed, with humans and cats together, work doesn't feel tiresome.
“Alright, let's start the operation.”
Fang Zheng turned his head and looked behind at the corridor, which was now only filled with corpses. Of course, through the mental link with the Insect Hive and Nymph's report, he also knew that many Ironblood Warriors were still attempting to counterattack on this mother ship. Fang Zheng had no intention of annihilating each one because Nymph had provided him with a better plan.
“Bang!”
After the last Swarm Alien returned to the command center, the thick metal doors instantly sealed shut. Fang Zheng then glanced forward–there lay the boundless universe and an azure Earth. At this moment, under Nymph's control, the Ironblood Mother Ship had left Earth and entered space.
By the way, no telling how those protagonists and the remaining Ironblood Warriors in the Pyramid are doing now…
With this thought circling in his mind, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, then issued an order.
“Go ahead.”
Chapter end
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