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/ Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist! Chapter 220
Chapter 220: Chapter 219: The Fight of Chuunibyou
The cold air blew in her face, carrying a flurry of snowflakes that clouded her vision.
The next moment, a giant axe suddenly emerged from amidst the snowflakes, chopping towards the young girl in front of it.
“Nanoka!”
“I know!”
Hearing her companion's warning, Nanoka forcefully leaped backward, dodging the strike of the giant axe. She raised both hands, and soon, two pitch-black, nearly one-meter-long mechanical constructs, following Nanoka's movements, began to move swiftly in front of her, intersecting and blocking her front. Then, they started spinning rapidly, and the next moment, countless rounds of ammunition spewed out, fiercely shooting towards the enemy in front of her.
“Clang clang clang!!”
The bullet storm struck the enormous three-meter-tall skeleton in front of them, sparking a series of sparks. Under the barrage of bullets, the movements of the axe-wielding Necromancer also trembled.
“Now's the time!”
Watching the enemy halt in its tracks, Nanoka clenched the button in her right hand tightly.
“Boom!!”
With her action, a burst of flames suddenly erupted at the spot where the undead creature had stopped, enveloping its massive figure. Seeing this, Nanoka excitedly clasped her hands together and swung them down forcefully.
“We did it!”
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“Watch out!!”
Before Sanya's words had finished, Nanoka saw a dark silhouette suddenly spin towards her from the dancing snowflakes in front of her. This unexpected sight startled the girl, and almost instinctively, she screamed, then covered her head with her hands and awkwardly fell face-first into the snowy ground. The spinning axe whistled past, grazing her scalp. The chill it raised was enough to make her shiver.
“Roar!!”
But this was not the end. Accompanied by a roar, the battered undead creature lunged forward again, having lost the weapon in its hand. Yet even so, the undead creature continued fearlessly moving forward, seemingly intent on tearing its prey into shreds with its bare hands.
“Counterattack, quick counterattack, Nanoka!”
“I know, I know, don't rush me! I can do this!!”
While shouting, Nanoka flipped over from the snowy ground and stood up. She reached for her waist, drawing out a rifle. Whether due to nervousness or something else, her fingers trembled incessantly, making it impossible to release the safety, or even to pull the rifle's bolt, which had become extremely difficult.
“Thud, thud, thud!!”
The Necromancer was getting closer, and Nanoka's hands seemed to be frozen, mechanically gripping the bolt yet unable to pull it.
“Na, Nanoka!”
“I can do it, I can do it!!”
The girl gritted her teeth, murmuring as if hypnotizing herself. Then, as if she had used all her strength, she suddenly pulled the rifle bolt and raised the weapon in her hands, aiming at the enemy now close at hand.
Then, she forcefully pulled the trigger.
“Bang!!”
The massive undead creature stopped its movements, its body tipping forward. Its hollow eye sockets stared fixedly at the pale-faced Nanoka. Then, the next moment, its skeleton started to shatter and scatter, melting into white flames that disappeared into the air. Only then did Nanoka let out a long breath, and she sat down on the cold snowy ground, gasping for air.
“Not too bad.”
Accompanying this voice, Fang Zheng leisurely walked up, looking at the young girl in front of him.
“Yes, Elder Brother, compared to the time when my head got chopped off by the axe, it's indeed much better.”
And Tilia, holding an umbrella, clearly wouldn't miss any chance to strike at the Fire Mist Warrior.
“Ugh …”
Hearing Tilia's response, Nanoka couldn't help but shiver. Of course, she hadn't really had her head chopped off; in fact, if Nanoka hadn't dodged, the previous attack would have shattered the moment it touched her. But that would have meant the girl's “death” in battle yet again.
And what she was facing now was one of Tilia's peculiar punishments.
“However, you still need to improve your attacking moves.”
Looking at the two dainty drones hovering near Nanoka, Fang Zheng shook his head too. Nanoka's abilities were not bad, but there was one very prominent issue, which was that she had to “think” that this thing should be used in a certain way for it to actually work effectively.
Put simply, it was like a gun. Nanoka didn't need to understand aerodynamics or the specific principles of firearms, but she needed to have a clear concept in her mind that “a gun fires bullets after the trigger is pulled,” and then the firearms she created would function as such. There was one occasion, due to being overly panicked, that led to Nanoka creating a weapon where pulling the trigger resulted in a stream of water–well, after all, most people have vivid memories of playing with water guns as children.
Indeed, the biggest problem with Nanoka's powers lay not only in the requirement for her to imagine wildly but also in needing her to firmly believe in the results of her wild ideas–put simply, she needed to be extremely delusional.
For a sensible good child, this was truly difficult.
Even with these two drones, it was only after Fang Zheng persuaded and explained to Nanoka to accept the common sense transformation of “drone = remotely operated model airplane = fighter jet” that she was able to create them. However…
“As for their power, it's still too weak.”
“Please, please don't say so.”
Hearing Fang Zheng's sighs, Sanya immediately became anxious.
“Nanoka has already done very well, this child has been working hard…”
“Yes, she wouldn't have become like this if not for Elder Brother's teachings.”
“Wuuu…”
This time, Sanya couldn't utter another word. As Tilia pointed out, since that unexpected encounter with the Follower of the Crimson Realm, Fang Zheng had begun training Nanoka on the grounds that she was too weak–his training method was simple, he directly enacted Sealing, threw Nanoka into the Icecrown Citadel, and then had her fight several elite monsters.
Initially, Nanoka's performance was quite poor, but now… she had finally begun to slowly learn how to control the rhythm in battle.
But the problem was…
“No, the things you create are not powerful enough.”
Since she did not have a Noble Phantasm like Shana's greatsword (Fang Zheng couldn't remember what it was called), Nanoka had to craft weapons on the spot during every battle. However, the weapons she hurriedly made were always the most common things in ordinary people's perceptions, such as guns or grenades. Of course, her proudest creation was still the Mecha she wore when she first met Fang Zheng and Tilia.
According to Nanoka, that was an inspiration she got after watching a certain animation.
Unfortunately, she could never make it again.
The reason was simple, when Nanoka made that Mecha, she truly believed it was a very sturdy armor that could protect her from harm.
As a result… her fantasy was ruthlessly shattered when Tilia pinned her to the ground and rubbed her face in it.
That failure meant for Nanoka much more than just an external failure; it was also a shock to her originally unshakable inner belief. This directly led to the complete collapse of her “impregnable” impression, and without a strong will, she naturally couldn't make similar Battle Armor again.
Purely put, it was the story of a delusional young girl losing her power after being taught a lesson… well, it was truly a sad story.
“All in all, it appears that what is most crucial now is updating your concepts.”
As he spoke, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers, and quickly, the snowflakes dancing in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the luxurious Presidential Suite reappeared beside the three of them.
“It seems we must pull out all the stops.”
Looking at the young girl in front of him, Fang Zheng sighed, then reached out his hand, and pulled a laptop out of thin air and tossed it to Nanoka.
“Mr. Fang Zheng?”
“Take it, finish the games inside, then come find me.”
“Games? Video games?”
“Yes, haven't you played before?”
“This… I'm sorry, I haven't… ”
“Go try it out; you might discover something.”
“This… ”
Hearing this, Nanoka hesitated, looking at Fang Zheng then at the laptop in her hands, and wanted to say something else, but eventually, she obediently nodded her head.
“Okay.”
Chapter end
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