Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!-Chapter 827 - 826: Did this little guy eat dynamite?
The Forerunner’s teleportation technology is quite impressive. Fang Zheng only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the next moment, he appeared in an open space with Iona and the Little Fire Dragon.
"What the hell is this place?"
Fang Zheng glanced around. He was clearly dashing around in the tunnel just now, and now he suddenly ended up in an open space? It seems like some kind of Forerunner facility...
"Bang bang!!"
However, just as Fang Zheng teleported over and was surveying the surroundings, suddenly he saw a few bright spots emerging from the shadows in the distance. Immediately, the magic barrier in front of Fang Zheng sprang open, and he saw golden bullets burst from the shield, sparking bits of fire.
Was he being attacked already?
Fang Zheng found that the enemies in this world have one main feature: they don’t give any warning and start shooting as long as they identify you as the enemy, unlike other worlds where at least there’s some grand entrance line. Perhaps that’s why humans are being defeated by the Star Alliance... After all, the villains here seem totally against following any sort of customary playbook...
But what on earth is attacking me?
Fang Zheng held the Little Fire Dragon and hid behind cover, then stuck his head out to take a look at the distance. To his surprise, he found that it was not the Star Alliance aliens attacking him this time, but rather things that looked like robots. Their appearance was similar to humans, except they had beetle-like protrusions on their shoulders. Fang Zheng saw these robots wielding weapons, attacking them in an oscillating pattern.
Are these... the Forerunner’s guardians?
Anyway, as long as they aren’t living beings.
"Nymph, we’re being blocked by the Forerunner’s guardians, they seem to be robots. Can you handle them?"
"Of course, let me try, Master..."
Upon hearing Fang Zheng’s order, Nymph’s voice temporarily disappeared, but after a moment, she suddenly spoke again.
"Hey? This... this is...?"
"Hmm? What’s the matter?"
Hearing Nymph’s surprised exclamation, Fang Zheng paused to ask. Nymph quickly responded.
"Master, those... those aren’t robots! They are biological entities!!"
"... Huh?"
Hearing Nymph’s report, Fang Zheng was taken aback, then he poked his head out again.
"Could it be that these Forerunners are still alive? Are they wearing armor?"
"No, no... it’s not like that... they are..."
Nymph seemed exceptionally shocked, so much so that even this Little Angel, normally confident in her technological domain, was at a loss for words.
"They... are products of biological information fragment reconstitution!"
"Fragment reconstitution?"
"Precisely!!"
Nymph nodded vigorously.
"It’s formed by converting a type of biological entity into information fragments, which are then reconstituted. Strictly speaking, this is a biological mechanical information aggregate!"
You’re kidding me, right?
Hearing Nymph’s report, Fang Zheng was also shocked. After all, breaking down and reconstituting an entire biological entity into information was like something out of a science fiction story. But does this world actually have such black technology? That’s terrifying! What on earth are these Forerunners that they can be so powerful?
"Is there no way to forcibly invade?"
"If I were over there, I could, but from a distance, it’s very difficult..."
"Then forget it, let’s attack."
At this moment, the number of Forerunner guardians was increasing, and they were frantically shooting at Fang Zheng and his team, making the cover crackle loudly. In any ordinary situation, one might already be trembling in fear, but to Fang Zheng’s surprise, the Little Fire Dragon was not scared at all. Instead, it chirped excitedly, flapping its little wings as if eager to fight three hundred rounds with the other side. Luckily, Fang Zheng quickly pulled it back, or else it would have met with disaster.
"Behave yourself here; you can’t beat those guys!"
Knocking on the Little Fire Dragon’s head, Fang Zheng scolded it unhappily, and the Little Fire Dragon stared at him for a moment, then opened its mouth.
"Whoosh!!"
A fireball shot from the Little Fire Dragon’s mouth and hit the cover in front of Fang Zheng and his team, and then... it melted away.
... melted away.
Melted away?!!!
Are you kidding me?
Fang Zheng stared dumbfounded at the slowly melting cover in front of him, completely at a loss for words. Just now, the Forerunners’ army had been shooting at this thing, making a racket for ages, and yet it stood as solid as a rock, like something out of a video game, undamaged. How did the Little Fire Dragon’s single fireball turn it to water?
During the time I was away, did you eat some rare treasures or practice some divine skill recipe?
"Clang clang clang!!"
Just as Fang Zheng was at a loss while looking at the Little Fire Dragon, the Forerunner army opened fire again at Fang Zheng and his team. Meanwhile, the Little Fire Dragon chirped excitedly, Fang Zheng saw the little guy hiding within his shield, withstanding the incoming barrage head-on, taking a deep breath, and then suddenly opening its mouth to breathe out!
The next moment, Fang Zheng saw an orange-red fireball shoot from the Little Fire Dragon’s mouth, hurling rapidly towards the Skywalker army.
And then...
"Boom!!"
The ground shook and the mountains quaked.
"Holy shit..."
Fang Zheng stared dumbfounded at the mushroom cloud slowly rising before him, along with several Forerunner guardians engulfed in flames and smoke, completely at a loss for words. Meanwhile, the Little Fire Dragon flapped its wings proudly, chirping cheerfully as it flew around him, acting cute, as if waiting for a reward from a parent.
"You are..."
Fang Zheng looked at the Little Fire Dragon, then at the devastation that appeared to be the result of missile bombardment.
You little one... did you eat dynamite?!
"... Well done."
Ultimately, looking at the Little Fire Dragon before him, Fang Zheng could only manage to say that much.
When Fang Zheng arrived at the scene of the battle, the smoke had already dispersed, and the ground was littered with the scattered remains of Forerunner guardians. He truly hadn’t anticipated that the little one could be so powerful—a single fireball with power comparable to a missile, unstoppable even by Forerunner guardians.
Although Fang Zheng was not entirely clear on how strong the Forerunner guardians’ defenses were, they certainly had both shields and armor. Yet, the Little Fire Dragon’s single fireball outright obliterated a swath... when did the little one get this strong?
Watching the Little Fire Dragon perched on his shoulder, Fang Zheng felt a bit puzzled. When he had started raising the Little Fire Dragon in the Fire Dragon World, it was just like any ordinary Fire Dragon from that world, only capable of spitting fire to barbecue fish. There was no indication it possessed such power. Could it be that after he made the Little Fire Dragon an Enchanted of the Time Dragon, it gained some kind of new strength?
Or did the little one accidentally eat something, gaining a hundred years of cultivation power for nothing?
It seems that this question can only be answered when Fang Zheng returns to the Heavenly Dao Palace to look for answers.
