Dimensional Codex System I M Really Not A Cultist
/ Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist! Chapter 190
Chapter 190: Chapter 189: Fatal Strike
The dazzling red flames emitted a brilliant radiance, illuminating even this dim space at that moment. Then, the Flame Blade swung forward, colliding with the tornado.
“Boom, boom, boom——!!”
This time, the barrier formed by the massive Power of Existence finally could not withstand the assault of the flames, and was forcibly cleaved open. Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately dashed through the opening.
Upon entering the tornado, Fang Zheng was shocked by the scene before him.
“Are you kidding me?”
At the center of the tornado, Faliagni no longer bore the appearance of the dapper man in a suit from before. Perhaps due to absorbing too much Power of Existence, his body had started mutating. Other than his head, which still somewhat resembled a human, the rest of him looked like a T-virus infected creature, complete with eight arms… Could this be his true form?
“Human, you sought your own death… So, let me be the first to kill you then!”
Accompanied by Faliagni's roar, several mannequin models appeared beside him, immediately charging at Fang Zheng with blades in hand.
“Clang!!”
Damn it, this is trouble!
After blocking the mannequins' attacks, Fang Zheng felt a sinking feeling. He had not expected that these models would also have their strength enhanced by the Power of Existence. If these figures were once weaklings that Fang Zheng could easily dispatch, they now required much more effort on his part.
Though they were still not his match, under the current circumstances, even a mere delay was dangerous for Fang Zheng! At that moment, perhaps due to sufficient Power of Existence, Faliagni was frantically creating more mannequins, trying to block Fang Zheng's path and delay him there.
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No choice, time to risk it all!
Seeing the fissure created by the Flame Blade about to close, Fang Zheng gritted his teeth, then coldly stared ahead. Suddenly, he flipped the Sky-Cleaving Sword in his hand, plunging it into the ground. Instantly, the ground around Fang Zheng cracked open, and gushing Holy White Fire erupted like a volcanic explosion, pushing back the approaching mannequins.
Now is the moment!
Seeing the once tight formation begin to loosen, Fang Zheng quickly tightened his focus. He swiftly drew his longsword and lunged into the midst of the mannequins, swinging his sword and cleaving the Phosphorus before him in two.
“Struggle in vain, your resistance is utterly meaningless!!”
Faliagni's motions did not cease, and it was unclear if he possessed some kind of Noble Phantasm that could create warriors, as his eight arms waved rapidly, weaving movements in the air. Soon, one puppet after another was born from the radiance of the Power of Existence, joining the battle before him.
But for Fang Zheng, this was sufficient.
He raised the Sky-Cleaving Sword again, and as he did so, the Holy Light on the sword grew increasingly brilliant, as if resonating with him. Blades formed from condensed light appeared out of nowhere, awaiting their commands like soldiers ready to follow their general, ready to charge forward fearlessly and tear through any barrier in their way.
Divine Storm!!
“Boom——!!”
Fang Zheng thrust his longsword forward, and countless Blades of Light roared and surged forth, spinning as they went. Like a ruthless meat grinder, they swept up all the mannequins in their path, tearing them into fragments. Then, this nearly unstoppable deluge reached Faliagni, and seeing the roaring Sword Qi before him, Faliagni's face grew stern. He raised his arms, and quickly, the Power of Existence again condensed, forming a wall in the inevitable path of the Divine Storm.
Along with the dull impact, the barrier in front of Faliagni began to tremble, and one after another, the Blades of Light, like violent storms, furiously surged forward, shattering upon striking the barrier. Under this fierce assault, the originally smooth barrier in front of Faliagni also began to crack, finally shattering with a loud “bang.”
However, at the same time, the power of the Divine Storm had also reached its end, and the berserk Giant Dragon quietly vanished, leaving only a deep fissure in the earth as a sign of its previous existence.
“Hoo……”
Faliagni then breathed a sigh of relief; he hadn't expected this human to be so formidable, breaking through his defenses with a single strike. But that was all there was to it. As long as he regrouped, there would be no more chance for him… Thinking this, Faliagni raised his head to look forward, then, surprised, his eyes widened.
The human still stood there, watching himself through the crack. However, what terrified Faliagni was the fact that the human's face did not show despair or unwillingness; instead, there was a slight smirk with a hint of triumph.
It was at this moment that Faliagni noticed a nearly invisible, dim light being emitted from the fingertips of the human, heading straight towards him.
Not good!!
Faliagni did not know what it was, but the only thing he could do was instinctively raise his hand to block in front of him, trying to fend off this sudden attack. Then, as Faliagni watched, the dim light silently entered his body—-but it did not cause him any significant harm or impact as Faliagni had imagined, instead, the beam seemed as harmless as a small white rabbit……
“Ooh!!”
But the next moment, Faliagni's face drastically changed.
Because, as the beam entered his body, Faliagni felt as if he were suddenly aboard a ship tossing in the waves, his existence ruthlessly stripped away, as if a giant hand had fiercely seized his essence and torn it out of his body and flung it aside.
How could this be possible?
Facing this abrupt change, Faliagni's face turned ashen. He certainly knew what was happening; indeed, every Follower of the Crimson Realm was clear, what this meant.
Followers of the Crimson Realm were ultimately from the Crimson Realm; if they wanted to exist in this world, they had to devour the Power of Existence to stabilize their forms in this world. Once they were killed in this world—-or rather, if the Power of Existence was completely depleted, then the Followers of the Crimson Realm would be forcibly expelled by this world and sent back to the Crimson Realm.
This was also why the Followers of the Crimson Realm needed to continuously devour the Power of Existence because without it, they could not survive here. Conversely, even the Fire Mist Warriors needed to kill the Followers of the Crimson Realm, because only at the moment of death do the Followers lose control over the Power of Existence in this world and are forcibly sent back to the Crimson Realm.
But this man, he could actually ignore this and forcibly expel himself from this world!?
“No…!!”
Faliagni started to struggle desperately. He used all his strength trying to regain control and return to this world, but the moment Fang Zheng had banished him, the entity known as “Faliagni” had already developed a void, and without its core, “Devouring City” naturally could not continue to sustain itself. The immense Power of Existence began to disintegrate. With that, Faliagni's body, mutated from devouring too much of the Power of Existence, also dissipated.
When Faliagni once again broke free from his restraints, what he saw were only the pure white particles dancing in the air, like snow.
“No———-!!”
He desperately stretched out his hands, trying to grasp the dissipating Power of Existence, but in the next instant, the Sky-Cleaving Sword pierced his chest, ending Faliagni's life.
“Finally settled……”
Looking at the body of Faliagni lying on the ground, now starting to burn, Fang Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he glanced at his hand.
“Indeed, the Fifth-Level Spell is still lacking a bit against a Follower of the Crimson Realm.”
The reason Fang Zheng had been able to forcibly banish Faliagni in that instant was because he relied on the Protection Class's Fifth-Level Spell—-Banishment Spell, a type of spell designed to forcibly send extraplanar beings back to their original planes, specifically against summoned creatures.
Of course, creatures summoned by the Dimensional Codex were not included in this.
This was also why Fang Zheng had asked Aralastor earlier if Followers of the Crimson Realm, being from another realm, should be expellable. It turned out to be true. However, a Fifth-Level Banishment Spell seemed insufficient against the Demon King of the Crimson Realm; if it were a Seventh-Level Banishment Spell, perhaps, it could have killed him instantly.
Looks like I will need to practice and study more spells once I get back.
With that thought, Fang Zheng once again looked up at the sky.
The battle had finally ended.
Chapter end
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