Chapter 6 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

“I choose Crusader’s Strike.”

Fang Zheng really wanted to choose Frost Strike, but thinking about it, he decided on the crusader one instead. The reason was simple. He could imagine that the people in his primary world had already discovered the knights he’d killed. Fang Zheng wasn’t sure just how much info they could find using only that corpse, but they’d at least reach some conclusions. If he had Frost Strike, he’d be attracting attention that much easier. The Death Knight class came from the same place as the Lich King, so any person with a brain would be able to make the connection after seeing Fang Zheng in battle a couple of times. Rather than make it obvious for those Holy Knights, he might as well go the opposite direction and use a holy ability instead to pat off all suspicion.

A ding sounded right after Fang Zheng made his choice. His eyes blurred a bit, and information appeared in his brain that he’d never seen before, followed by another message.

You have acquired: Crusader’s Strike

Special ability: Crusader’s Strike

Skill level: D (Beginner)

Improvement available

Improvement?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng opened the menu screen. Below ‘Crusader’s Strike’, there was a grey progression bar, split into five levels. Fang Zheng extended his hand and tapped it and another message appeared.

Use Dimensional Points to improve skills?

“No.”

Fang Zheng decided to leave the upgrade for now. As the developer of this entire system, Fang Zheng naturally knew what he was dealing with. Dimensional Points were very valuable, and judging by Fang Zheng’s design, 10 Dimensional Points were enough to summon a Soulstone. The Dimensional Codex he held in his hand right now wasn’t something one could cash in real money for in-game money, after all. Common sense told him that since there wasn’t any in-game purchases option. Since he was in the game world himself, he had to keep these points for those times where he could open random loot crates. These needed to be saved up.

This was a sort of a gamer’s discipline, after all.

After completing all this, Fang Zheng shut the system down and looked around. He seemed to have taken a long time thinking things over, but time hadn’t progressed over half a minute, yet the soldiers were cleaning up the undead and preparing for the next fight. The victory from before had raised their originally low morale, though they didn’t look too enthusiastic either.

From Fang Zheng’s view, though, that was as natural as it got. There were undead everywhere, and there weren’t nearly enough men here in Tristram to deal with it. Relying on the town’s defense may be able to get them through a tough time or two, but they’d fall without question if the undead joined together.

All they could do now was struggle.

Heavy footsteps pounding the ground could be heard. The militia stopped what they were doing and looked over. Soon, a figure appeared before them; a woman wearing heavy white armor, with a longsword and shield. Looking at this classic attire, Fang Zheng didn’t even need to guess who she was.

Crusader!

The Nephalem had arrived!

Under Fang Zheng’s gaze, the Crusader just walked forward until she arrived in front of Rumford. Putting down her shield, she nodded at him.

“I am a Crusader of Zakarum. I saw a comet fall into this town.”

“Crusader?”

Hearing the name, Rumford seemed to let out a breath of relief, shrugging afterward.

“It fell on the roof of an old church. There’s only one survivor, Leah. You should talk to her…”

But, the captain couldn’t even finish his words when a militia called out sharply.

“Captain, they’re back!”