Dimensional Codex System I M Really Not A Cultist
/ Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist! Chapter 314
Chapter 314: Chapter 313: Nightmare Difficulty Level of the Apocalyptic Wasteland Chapter 314: Chapter 313: Nightmare Difficulty Level of the Apocalyptic Wasteland “Aah!!”
Crashing heavily onto the ground, the rider let out an agonized scream as he gazed in horror at his horse, engulfed in flames–and before he could utter another word, the fire dragon descended violently and clenched the horse in its jaws, quickly swallowing it in just a few bites. It then turned its head to look at another prey before it.
Facing the fierce gaze of the Fire Dragon, the rider became completely petrified. He even stopped moving, just staring blankly as the creature approached him, opening its massive maw. Then, with one strike…
“Boom!!”
Just as the Fire Dragon extended its head, about to swallow the rider whole, suddenly, a gigantic claw appeared out of nowhere, firmly grasping its neck and pressing the Fire Dragon against the ground like a strangled snake.
“This, this is…”
Witnessing the scene before him, the rider's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked up, and then he saw a scene he would never forget.
A colossal, pitch-black giant dragon descended from the skies, its wings unfurled like dark shadows blotting out the sun, resembling a terrifying entity from myths. Merely gazing at it invoked a sense of fear from deep within.
However, this fear was different from the terror he felt when facing the Fire Dragon. With the Fire Dragon, he shuddered and quivered because he knew he would be devoured; it was the instinctual fear of a living being facing death. But the fear induced by the Black Dragon was entirely different; it recalled the awe one feels when facing towering mountains, boundless seas, and vast deserts… an admiration for one's own insignificance and humility.
This is a Dragon.
Even though Fang Zheng had not yet released his Gifted Dragon Might, merely his presence alone was enough to make this world's humans feel an overwhelming and otherworldly pressure. And should Fang Zheng release his Dragon Might, these humans might crumble to the ground or even suffer mental breakdowns.
Moreover, Fang Zheng's Time Dragon form, strictly speaking, was not completely identical to a true Time Dragon. Though he had absorbed the bloodline of a Time Dragon, the traits enhancing his body still followed the evolutionary path of the Zerg. Hence, while Fang Zheng possessed a physique similar to that of the Dragon Race, other enhancements still followed the biological evolution of the Zerg. As such, the Time Dragon Fang Zheng transformed into radiated a profound presence far exceeding that of ordinary dragons, a presence that originated not just from the Dragon Race but was also intensified by the Zerg's aura.
In comparison, the Fire Dragons of this world were no more than big lizards that could breathe fire.
But what happened next stunned the rider even more. He saw the Black Dragon hold down the Fire Dragon's neck and then open its mouth to inhale. Initially, the rider thought that the mighty Black Dragon would also spew fierce flames, but what happened next was even more astonishing.
Before the rider's eyes, the Fire Dragon, which had been struggling violently, suddenly began to weaken. Its muscles visibly shriveled at an alarming speed, quickly turning into a heap of skin-covered bones. Then, with a loud snort, the Black Dragon emitted a dark mist from its mouth onto the Fire Dragon, and the rider watched as the once menacing Fire Dragon turned into a pile of white bones.
What kind of power is this?!
Watching this scene, the rider was utterly confounded. If the Black Dragon had burned the Fire Dragon to bones with fire, he could have understood. However, this transformation was beyond his comprehension, and the Fire Dragon, which had just been snapping its jaws at him, had turned into a pile of bones.
What kind of fearsome creature is this?
Gazing at the scene before him, the rider didn't know how to react. He instinctively looked up and found himself staring into a pair of golden eyes. At that moment, he felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly.
The next moment, without another word, he rolled his eyes back and fainted.
“………He's really too frail.”
Looking at the human collapsed before him, Fang Zheng helplessly rolled his eyes. He had even planned to say a few pretentious lines like “The world trembles under my torment, in my shadow, all things turn to ash!” but this person just lost consciousness without any regard for courtesy?
“Forget it.”
Looking at the faint human, Fang Zheng thought it over and decided to pick him up.
Anyway, he'd first find a place to settle down and have a good talk with this human.
Night fell.
Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the twilight fade below the horizon, but his heart was far from peaceful. He had to admit, he had been to many worlds, but this one was possibly the most boring of all the worlds he had traveled through.
It was not that he hadn't encountered worlds facing destruction, like Black Soul or the dark worlds, but even in those worlds, there were a variety of monsters and creatures. Here, however, the Fire Dragons had almost completely consumed everything on the Earth, except for marine life, leaving only the grass on the ground–Fang Zheng suspected this was only because Fire Dragons didn't eat soil, otherwise even the grass wouldn't have survived.
Although on the surface, this world seemed similar to a wasteland world, Fang Zheng discovered that it was far more dangerous than a radioactive wasteland. After all, in the radioactive wasteland, there were bandits and mutated roaches, insects, and animals due to radiation, but those creatures were not utterly untouchable for humans. However, not only could these Fire Dragons fly, but they moved en masse like a family, growing at a rate comparable to the Zerg. Facing such creatures, the humans in the wasteland faced nothing short of a nightmare-level difficulty.
“I really have no idea how these humans have managed to survive.”
As he spoke, Fang Zheng looked toward the rider he had saved, not far from his side. She was a blonde woman in her twenties or thirties, dressed in very ragged clothes. At least from this woman, Fang Zheng could hardly discern any traces of civilization in the post-apocalyptic wasteland. But anyway, it was a good start. Fang Zheng had even thought, if the humans on this Earth had gone extinct, whether he should open a wormhole and bring the Zerg to this world to sing the conquest. But now it seemed… the humans of this world weren't as fragile as he had thought.
“Ugh…”
Just then, Fang Zheng heard the woman let out a low moan. Then, she slowly opened her eyes.
What happened to me?
The woman opened her eyes bewilderedly, staring at the fire in front of her. She didn't understand what had happened for a moment and shook her head slightly, trying to clear it, then slowly recalled everything she had encountered. Right, I was heading for the ruins, then I was targeted by the Fire Dragon, and then…
At this thought, the woman suddenly gasped. She hurriedly looked at her body. After not finding any traces of being devoured or feeling any pain, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she seemed to notice Fang Zheng's gaze and timidly raised her head, looking toward Fang Zheng. Soon, the woman saw those gold eyes again–and the gigantic Pitch Black Giant Dragon.
“Ahh!”
Seeing Fang Zheng, the woman immediately screamed in fright, hurriedly backing away, while frantically drawing a dagger from her waist and aiming it at Fang Zheng. But from the woman's trembling hands and pale face, it was clear that she was currently incapable of fighting.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng snorted coldly.
“Foolish mortals…”
“Huh?”
On hearing Fang Zheng speak, the woman was taken aback, then she widened her eyes, staring incredulously at Fang Zheng.
“You, you can talk?”
No wonder the woman was so surprised. The Fire Dragons had been ravaging this world for many years. To the humans, those fire-breathing creatures were just flying beasts. There was no way to communicate, let alone converse. But now, this Pitch Black Giant Dragon was speaking the language of humans?
“Of course!”
On hearing the woman's question, Fang Zheng raised his head and spread his wings.
“I am the Guardian Dragon, the Guardian of the Earth, Earth King Neltharion! As a mortal, have you ever heard my name? Do you know of my deeds?”
Ha ha ha, I've finally managed to put on this act. Indeed, pretending to be grandiose feels great.
“The, the Earth King?!”
This world apparently lacked elements of Demon Beasts, so the woman turned pale and her body wavered on hearing Fang Zheng speak.
“You, are you the leader of those Fire Dragons?”
“Leader?”
Hearing this, Fang Zheng lowered his head and moved closer to the woman, staring at her coldly.
“Would you consider a monkey to be of your kind? I am the king of the Earth. Those are merely beasts that idle away their existence, not worthy of being mentioned alongside me!”
Oh, pretending to be grandiose really feels good; I just can't stop.
Fang Zheng felt he was getting addicted. No wonder in so many movies and games the dragons always appeared so arrogant when facing humans. From a human's perspective, it feels annoying, but from the perspective of a dragon… ah, being able to pretend unabashedly is just too fabulous!
“So, what is your purpose for being here?”
“Quite simple.”
Faced with the woman's question, Fang Zheng snorted lightly. He, of course, had already thought of an answer.
“These uncontrolled beasts have caused severe damage to the earth, and as its guardian, I simply can not ignore that. I am here to completely eliminate that group of foolish beasts!”
Chapter end
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