"Choose Crusader Strike."
Although Fang Zheng really wanted to choose Frost Strike, after so careful consideration, he finally went with Crusader Strike. The reason was simple; he could imagine that the people in the main world must have already discovered the bodies of the knights he had taken down. While Fang Zheng wasn't sure how much they could glean from those corpses, it was certain they would obtain so intel. If he learned Frost Strike, it would easily draw the knights' attention. After all, Death Knights and the Lich King ca from the sa school. If anyone with half a brain watched Fang Zheng in battle a few tis, they would imdiately see the connection between the two. Rather than handing over the evidence to the paladins of the main world on a silver platter, it was better to mislead them. At least a person using sacred power wouldn't be thought of as related to the Lich King, the undead monarch.
"Ding!"
No sooner had Fang Zheng spoken than he heard a light ring in his ear. Then, a wave of dizziness overca him, followed by the sudden appearance of previously unknown data in his mind. Shortly after, a line of system prompts appeared before him again.
[Crusader Strike Learned]
[Possessed Skill: Crusader Strike]
[Proficiency Level: D (Beginner)]
[Upgradeable]
Upgrade?
Seeing this, Fang Zheng paused for a mont. He opened the interface and saw a gray progress bar under the Crusader Strike skill, divided into five segnts. Fang Zheng reached out and tapped it, and soon another prompt appeared before his eyes.
[Use dinsional points to enhance proficiency level?]
"No."
Looking at the system prompt, Fang Zheng decisively chose not to upgrade. As the designer of the system, Fang Zheng certainly knew what it was. Dinsional points were extrely precious. According to Fang Zheng's previous design, ten dinsional points could summon a Soulstone. The Dinsional Codex Fang Zheng held was basically a mobile ga system that couldn't use top-up currency. Common sense also dictated that since he couldn't use real money, the stones that could be used for summoning should be saved and not wasted.
This was the self-discipline of a non-paying player.
After doing all this, Fang Zheng closed the system and looked around again. Although it seed like he had been thinking for a long ti, less than half a minute had actually passed. At this mont, the militia were starting to deal with the undead around them, preparing for the next battle. The earlier victory had lifted their previously low spirits a little, but each person's face was still clouded with worry.
However, to Fang Zheng, this was entirely normal. Almost everywhere outside was crawling with undead creatures. Compared to that, Tristram's manpower was pitifully insufficient. Depending on the town's defenses, they might be able to avoid destruction for a while, but if the undead joined forces, Tristram would undoubtedly fall.
What they were doing now was ultimately a futile struggle.
"Thud, thud, thud..."
At that mont, a series of heavy footsteps sounded. Hearing this, the militia quickly stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the noise. Soon, a figure appeared before them. She wore heavy white armor and carried a longsword and shield. From this classic look, Fang Zheng didn't even need to guess her true identity.
The Holy Church Army!
The Nephalem made a stunning entrance!
Under Fang Zheng's gaze, the Holy Church mber walked right up to Captain Rumford, put down her shield, and nodded to him.
"I am a Holy Church Crusader devoted to Sacrumm. I saw a teorite fall into this town."
"Crusader?"
Hearing the na, Captain Rumford seed to let out a sigh of relief. He shrugged his shoulders and spoke.
"It crashed through the roof of the old church. There was only one survivor—Lia. You should talk to her..."
But before Captain Rumford could finish, one of the militia let out a loud scream.
"Captain, they're coming again!"
"What?"
Hearing the militiaman's words, Captain Rumford was taken aback, and Fang Zheng quickly turned his head to look aside. Under their watchful eyes, the ground gradually swelled. Then, several grayish-white undead crawled out and staggered toward them.
"Damn!"
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Seeing this, Captain Rumford frowned and rushed forward.
"Let's deal with this wave of undead first; then I'll let you in. Everyone, let's go!"
Hearing Captain Rumford's orders, Fang Zheng gripped Frostmourne again. This ti, however, he looked at the undead with eager eyes.
Now that he had learned Crusader Strike, could he not handle these zombies?
Thinking this, Fang Zheng charged at one of the undead, raising Frostmourne high and swinging down forcefully.
Crusader Strike!
As the skill activated, Fang Zheng saw a brilliant golden radiance appear on Frostmourne's blade. He struck the undead with the longsword. At the sa mont that Frostmourne hit the undead, Fang Zheng clearly felt a burst of holy power attach itself to Frostmourne, erupting instantly!
"Boom!!"
Fang Zheng almost felt like he was holding a giant hamr instead of a longsword. The undead struck by Fang Zheng's blow exploded from the holy power. Fang Zheng even saw cracks appear on its previously tough body, with golden light shining from the fissures. The next mont, a holy cross emblem appeared on the undead's body. With a wail, the undead was sent flying and burst into fragnts upon hitting the ground.
"......"
The whole process took less than five seconds, but Fang Zheng was dumbfounded.
This is Crusader Strike?
This dazzling special effect, this brilliant flash—you tell this is a basic attack skill?
Is this the visual effect set at top-tier quality?
Did Arthas train with a Royal Limited Edition Crusader Strike?
This doesn't seem right.
Fang Zheng took down an undead with one Crusader Strike, but he also managed to draw the aggro of the other undead. Soon, several undead abandoned their original targets and staggered towards him. Although these undead didn't seem very threatening individually, their numbers made them a significant nuisance.
But Fang Zheng was no longer his forr self. Upon mastering Crusader Strike, a series of combat technique knowledge had also erged in his mind. He chose not to retreat. Instead, he seized a gap before the surrounding zombies could fully form, raised Frostmourne high, and charged at one of them!
The dazzling holy radiance appeared on Frostmourne again. This ti, Fang Zheng could even feel Frostmourne's displeasure and frustration through the hilt. It was no wonder; it was ant to be a scourge's divine artifact and was being used against undead creatures—in itself an irony. On top of it, you use Holy Light?
Now Frostmourne gave off a clear sense of a beautiful woman forced into rogues' company.
But Fang Zheng obviously didn't have the ti to appease a sword right now. He focused on an undead ahead, slicing down once more and sending it flying. He imdiately rolled to dodge the attacks of two other undead from behind. Then, gripping his longsword tightly, he swung it fiercely backward. A swath of golden light swept out and sent the two approaching undead flying.
Just as Fang Zheng took a breath and prepared to continue fighting, a shout of "For Sacrumm!" pierced the air. The next mont, Fang Zheng saw the Holy Church Crusader, with her shield raised, charging into the battlefield!
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