Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!
Chapter 592 - 591: Berserk in the Darkness

Chapter 592: Chapter 591: Berserk in the Darkness

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Meanwhile, in the command camp not far from the village, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"What did you say? The village has become a den of ghouls?"

The man in a suit widened his eyes in disbelief as he looked at the woman in front of him and asked in confusion. Hearing the man’s question, the woman standing before him, with long golden hair and dressed in a suit, scoffed and then pulled out a cigar from her bosom.

"That’s right. The so-called ghouls are monsters transformed from those who had lost their virginity after being drained of blood by a vampire. They lack intelligence and self-awareness, simply obeying the commands of the vampires that drank their blood, nothing but puppets and pets. And now, with vampires in that village, naturally, there are also ghouls. I’m afraid your men won’t stand a chance against them."

"But, but..."

Upon hearing the woman’s words, the man opened his mouth but couldn’t utter anything. Just moments ago, the strike force he had dispatched had lost all contact... This meant that all of his subordinates had been wiped out.

For several fully armed elite squads to be effortlessly wiped out... clearly, this wasn’t the work of a mere maniac or criminal.

"Our experts on dealing with vampires are already on their way to the village."

The woman lit her cigar, took a puff, and then spoke again.

"Judging by the time, it should be about finished by now."

As if to confirm the woman’s words, at that moment, an old man dressed in a butler uniform, wearing a monocle, and with long black hair walked in. He approached the woman and then spoke in a low voice.

"Young lady, we just received news from Jetaz Village..."

At this point, the old man leaned into the woman’s ear and whispered something. Hearing his message, the woman’s expression subtly changed as she turned to look at the old man.

"Are you certain? Walter?"

"Yes, it is the message just transmitted by the intelligence squad. The enemy is currently engaged in battle with our trump card, look..."

"Prepare the car!"

The old man hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted by the woman, who abruptly turned and walked toward the outside of the camp.

"I’m going to Jetaz Village myself!"

Meanwhile, the battle in the forest was still raging on.

"Swoosh!"

Fang Zheng’s greatsword traced a fiery path through the air, severing the right hand of the vampire before him completely. In an instant, the severed hand flew up in the air and then turned to ash within the flames. The vampire leaped back, clutching the gun in his left hand, and pulled the trigger aimed at Fang Zheng.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Flashes of fire burst forth from the muzzle, and Fang Zheng rolled on the spot, dodging the first two bullets with a series of afterimages. But the third bullet accurately blocked Fang Zheng’s path and, with a surge of air, shot towards his heart.

Do you think this will work on me?!

Just as the bullet was about to penetrate Fang Zheng’s body, he suddenly raised the silver short sword in his left hand and swung it forward. The curving, sharp blade collided with the bullet, and then a burst of fire exploded right in front of Fang Zheng with a "boom".

"How does that feel?"

The vampire, having raised his gun and ejected the magazine, looked smugly at Fang Zheng.

"13MM burst armor-piercing bullets made from silver crosses from Leicester Cathedral. Even if you’re not a vampire, I suppose they still wouldn’t feel nice."

"A bloodsucking bat actually using human civilization’s weapons... you truly surprise me..."

Emerging from the dispersing gun smoke, Fang Zheng slowly raised his head. Under the shadow of his Undead Squad cap, his eyes glowed an eerie yellow—unnoticed by anyone, his pupils had now transformed from their previous human shape to a vertical slit, resembling... that of a dragon.

"But how many bullets do you have left? Vampire, I’m curious, after you run out of bullets, how will you fight? Will you use your teeth and claws? Or perhaps some mysterious and strange magic?"

"You’ll find out soon enough, but even so, what can you do about it?"

The vampire split his mouth into a grin, spreading his hands open.

"You have killed me over a dozen times, yet here I am standing before you, human. How many more times will you kill me before you are willing to give up?"

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"Until I grind you into ash."

Fang Zheng once again tightened his grip on the greatsword in his hand, slowly lowering his stance. His eyes revealed a glint of madness and a cold killing intent.

"Even if it means killing you trillions of times, it makes no difference. Prepare for death’s embrace, vampire..."

"Oh ho..."

Hearing Fang Zheng’s response, the vampire whistled, then he raised the gun in his hand once more.

"Then, let me see your power!"

"Bang!"

Before his words could finish, the vampire pulled the trigger again. But this time, Fang Zheng didn’t choose to dodge as before; instead, he leapt to the side like a wild wolf, his greatsword swinging forward fiercely, and at the halfway mark of the swing, accompanied by the "click" of a light sound, the previously seamless greatsword suddenly separated, transforming into a Hydra-like phantom that lashed out toward the vampire.

"What is this...?"

Facing the abrupt transformation of the greatsword, the vampire was also taken aback. He hurriedly raised his gun, firing at the whiplike shadows before him.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Several bullets flew out of the barrel, but instead of hitting the whiplash as the vampire had anticipated, they passed right through it as if they were merely phantoms.

And indeed, that was all they were.

"Swoosh!"

Just at that moment, one of the whip shadows suddenly accelerated, shooting forth like a flash of light towards the vampire’s arm. But this time, Fang Zheng’s target wasn’t the vampire’s constantly regenerating arm, but the weapon in his hand...

The chain sword flung from the phantom wrapped around the firearm in the vampire’s hand like a giant python. Noticing this, the vampire’s eyes widened in surprise. But before he could react, Fang Zheng gripped the hilt of the sword and shook it vigorously, and the next moment a great force traveled along the chain sword, twisting the vampire’s gun into fragments.

"You actually...!!"

Seeing his beloved firearm so easily destroyed, the vampire’s expression changed. He quickly reached out, trying to grasp the accursed chain sword. But to the vampire’s surprise, as he extended his fingers, the chain sword suddenly tensed, and in the following instant, Fang Zheng’s figure reappeared before the vampire, his chain sword once again transforming back into the original pitch-black greatsword.

"Now you’re without a weapon, little bat."

Fang Zheng lifted his head, the cold light gleaming in his eyes beneath the brim of his hat.

"So, how will you fight me now?"

"Hmph... Even without a weapon, I still have my ways of fighting!"

In response to Fang Zheng’s question, the vampire snorted coldly, then he simply raised his right hand. Soon, his previously disfigured hand was restored, and the vampire, without hesitation, spread his palm wide and jabbed forcefully towards Fang Zheng’s heart!

"Let’s see if you can withstand this strike!"

But just then, the vampire saw Fang Zheng raising his left hand’s dagger and smiled coldly.

"Bang!!"

Accompanied by the sensation of impact throughout his body, the vampire felt all strength leave him in an instant. His raised right hand drooped powerlessly, and he too crumpled to the ground.

"What, what is this...?"

"Die, vampire."

"Pfft!!"

The massive blade pierced directly into the vampire’s chest, Fang Zheng looked up, eyeing his enemy before him.

"Since you can regenerate countless times, let’s see how long you’ll burn!"

"Boom!!"

As Fang Zheng spoke, the next moment, searing Primordial Fire burst forth from the vampire’s wound, engulfing him completely in an instant!!