Dimensional Codex System I M Really Not A Cultist
/ Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist! Chapter 366
Chapter 366: Chapter 365: Guarding the Last Hope of This World (Part 2) Chapter 366: Chapter 365: Guarding the Last Hope of This World (Part 2) The Forbidden Whip transformed into a berserk hurricane, roaring past like a ferocious beast.
“Bang!!”
In the blink of an eye, the soldiers blocking Fang Zheng's path were flung into the air like rag dolls, their terrified screams echoing as they crashed heavily to the ground.
“Who are you?”
At this moment, the other soldiers realized something was wrong and quickly turned around, weapons raised, aiming at Fang Zheng in front of them. But as they clearly saw their target, they were all taken aback.
“Who are you? What do you want to do? We are the IISO Special Management Forces! You……”
“I'm not in the mood for your nonsense.”
Fang Zheng had no interest in hearing these guys identify themselves, he'd never even heard of IISO before. But since they were the type who could shoot at children without hesitation, it didn't really matter who they were. So without waiting for them to finish speaking, he slightly moved his right hand, and soon enough, the Forbidden Whip with a trailing afterimage plunged into the crowd like a fierce dragon crossing the river. In the next moment, the entire crowd exploded like Heavenly Flowers being released, soldiers with their weapons and riot shields screaming as they danced through the air, then falling heavily to the ground.
“A bunch of scum.”
Narrowing his eyes, Fang Zheng coldly snorted as he looked at the soldiers writhing in pain on the ground, then he put away his Forbidden Whip and quickly walked over to the children. Meanwhile, not far behind, Fumie Busei hurried over, with an anxious expression looking towards her companions.
“Big, big brother, are they okay?”
“It doesn't seem like there's any serious harm.”
Looking at the “Cursed Children” before him, Fang Zheng softly replied that just as the magazines had recorded, the “Cursed Children” possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities. Even if attacked by strong anaesthetic projectiles, they wouldn't die so easily. However, perhaps because of the anaesthetics' effects, they were temporarily unable to move.
“Midori…..”
Seeing the appearance of Fumie Busei, the expressions of these girls, which had been somewhat uneasy and fearful, seemed to ease a little.
“You, are you okay?”
“I'm fine, what about everyone else?”
“We're, we're all right…”
A girl with long black hair struggled to sit up and gave a slight nod of her head, while Fang Zheng quickly scanned them and then furrowed his brow.
“Is everyone here?”
“We……”
Facing Fang Zheng's question, the girl hesitated for a moment, then turned her head to glance around, her expression changing immediately.
“No, no good, Natsuse is still down there!”
“What?”
Upon hearing this, Fumie Busei couldn't sit still any longer; she quickly stood up, ready to jump into the sewer, but Fang Zheng was quicker and grabbed her.
“Now the place is filled with smoke, it's too dangerous for you to go; leave it to me.”
“Big brother? But…..”
“Don't worry.”
Looking at the silver-haired girl before him with an uneasy expression watching him, Fang Zheng smiled and reached out to pat her little head.
“Your companions aren't fully recovered yet, protect them here and I will be right back.”
With that, Fang Zheng jumped into the sewer.
Dense smoke rushed at his face.
It seemed the soldiers had used tear gas in the sewer, clearly aiming to drive out the “Cursed Children”. Fang Zheng didn't know why they were doing this, but he certainly didn't feel any sympathy for the soldiers.
Is it this way?
The thick smoke was suffocating, but with a magic shield, such an obstruction was nothing to Fang Zheng. Even though the sewer was pitch black and intricately complicated, with the help of the Prophecy magic, he soon locked onto the faint aura and quickly rushed deeper into the sewer.
How strange.
As he moved forward, Fang Zheng wondered in the back of his mind. The “Cursed Children” were known for their speed and strength, far beyond that of a normal person. In theory, even if affected by tear gas, they shouldn't be immobilized. But since earlier, he had felt that the faint aura had not moved from the spot at all. Could something have happened… Hmm?
Just at that moment, Fang Zheng suddenly saw a crimson light emerging from afar in the sewer that was supposed to be pitch black, and the air rushing toward him was also mixed with a hint of searing high temperature. Could it be…
“Crap!”
With that thought, Fang Zheng was startled and hurriedly quickened his steps, rushing to the end of the sewer. Soon, Fang Zheng saw the scene that he had been worried about.
In front of him was a relatively spacious area. Judging by the dirty bedding and cardboard boxes around, this seemed to be a resting place for the “Cursed Children”. Only now, it had turned into a sea of flames, perhaps because the “Cursed Children” had panicked too much during the earlier attack, or maybe due to the vibrations, the candles that were originally used for lighting had fallen to the ground, igniting the cardboard boxes and bedding around them. And now, the place had become an ocean of fire.
In the swaying sea of crimson, Fang Zheng swiftly spotted a small figure.
“Hey, hang in there!”
While shouting, Fang Zheng dashed through the sea of flames. For him, who possessed a Shield of Elemental Immunity, such flames were absolutely incapable of causing any harm. And when Fang Zheng crossed the sea of fire, he finally understood why this “Cursed Child” had not fled like the others.
“Uh…”
In front of Fang Zheng was a “Cursed Child” with golden short hair, wearing a pale yellow coat, lying on the ground. Her lower body was crushed under a heavy concrete block, and with the help of the firelight, one could even see the fresh blood oozing out from the gaps. The enormous concrete block also made it impossible for this “Cursed Child” to move.
“I don't know whether to say you're lucky or unlucky.”
Looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Zheng also sucked in a breath of cold air. For an ordinary person, such injuries would have been fatal. However, these “Cursed Children” possessed physical qualities and healing abilities far superior to those of humans, and perhaps it was for this reason that the girl had been able to hold on until now.
“Wait, I'll rescue you now.”
This slab of concrete might have been too heavy for a girl, but for Fang Zheng, it was no different from styrofoam. After all, he was now half of the Dragon Race, and with the strength of the Dragon Race, Fang Zheng could move such an object with just one finger. Hence, he reached out and effortlessly flipped the heavy concrete slab over, then picked up the girl who had been trapped underneath.
“Ah…”
Perhaps feeling the pain, the girl who had been in a coma slowly opened her eyes, looking bewilderedly at Fang Zheng in front of her.
“May I ask who you are…”
The girl's voice was very calm. Even though she was severely injured, there was not the slightest tremble or anxiety in her.
“We'll talk about that later, let's get out of here first.”
Fang Zheng glanced around. The sewer was starting to shake, with debris falling and cracks forming on the ceiling. Thus, without hesitation, he held the girl tight and rushed back the way he came.
Behind Fang Zheng, the abandoned sewer thunderously collapsed.
A total of twenty-three people.
When Fang Zheng brought the girl back to the surface, the other “Cursed Children” had also regained their ability to move. They were standing nearby, uneasily looking towards the exit of the sewer. It was not until Fang Zheng leapt out with the girl in his arms that everyone let out a sigh of relief.
“Natsuse!”
“Natsuse, are you alright?!”
The girls crowded around Fang Zheng's side, eagerly caring for the girl in his arms. Perhaps because the “Cursed Children” were always bullied, they had a very strong sense of camaraderie with each other. Seeing the companions around her, a faint smile finally appeared on the girl's face.
“Is everyone… all right?”
“We're all fine; this big brother saved us!”
“Really…”
Upon hearing this, the girl named Natsuse looked up quietly, gazing at Fang Zheng.
“Thank you… for saving everyone.”
“Don't mention it, it was nothing.”
In response to Natsuse's gratitude, Fang Zheng shook his head, then placed the girl on a nearby rock and carefully inspected her wound. However, contrary to Fang Zheng's expectations, although the girl's clothes were still torn, the wounds he had imagined were nowhere to be seen.
She had been bleeding so much just a moment ago, and her lower body had been crushed by the stone–such injuries would normally require surgery. Yet, within these short ten seconds or so, she had healed… Is this what being a “Cursed Child” means?
“Rest here for now.”
After setting the girl down beside him, Fang Zheng turned and walked towards the soldiers lying on the ground, moaning in pain.
He had a feeling that these soldiers clearly meant no good.
Chapter end
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