This Is What a Skill Looks Like with Top Graphics Enabled!

"Select Crusader Strike."

Although Fang Zheng had really wanted to choose Frost Strike, after thinking it over, he still chose Crusader Strike. The reason was simple. He could imagine that the people in the Main World had surely discovered the bodies of the Knights he had taken out by now. Although Fang Zheng was not sure how many clues they could find from those corpses, they would undoubtedly learn something. If he learned Frost Strike, it would easily draw those Knights' attention. After all, Death Knights and the Lich King came from the same lineage. As long as they were not idiots, they could figure out the connection after watching Fang Zheng fight a few times. Rather than handing the Paladins of the Main World evidence against him, it was better to do the opposite. At the very least, someone wielding holy power would not make people think of an Undying King like the Lich King.

"Ding!"

The moment Fang Zheng finished speaking, a light chime rang beside his ear. His vision swam for a moment, and then unfamiliar information suddenly appeared in his mind. A new system prompt appeared before his eyes.

Crusader Strike learned

Skill possessed: Crusader Strike

Proficiency: D (Beginner)

Upgradeable

Upgrade?

Fang Zheng froze again at the sight. He opened the interface and saw a gray progress bar beneath Crusader Strike, divided into five sections. He reached out and tapped it, and another prompt soon appeared before him.

Use Dimension Points to increase proficiency level?

"No."

Looking at the system prompt, Fang Zheng decisively refused the upgrade. As the designer of this system, he naturally knew what it was. Dimension Points were extremely precious. According to his original design, ten Dimension Points could summon a Soul Stone. The Dimensional Codex in Fang Zheng's hands was basically a mobile game system that could not take microtransactions. And common sense told him that since he could not pay to win, he had to save the stones used for pulling cards rather than spend them recklessly.

This was the self-cultivation of an unlucky player.

After finishing all this, Fang Zheng closed the system and looked around again. Though it seemed as if he had spent a long time thinking, less than half a minute had actually passed. The Militia had begun dealing with the Undead around them and preparing for another battle. Their previous victory had raised their low morale somewhat, but every face was still clouded with gloom.

However, Fang Zheng felt that was only natural. Undead were practically everywhere outside, while Tristram simply did not have enough manpower. They might be able to hold out for a while using the town's defenses, but if those Undead joined forces, Tristram would certainly fall.

What they were doing now was nothing more than a desperate struggle.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

At that moment, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded. Hearing them, the Militia hurriedly stopped what they were doing and looked toward the source. Soon, a figure appeared before them. She wore heavy white armor and carried a longsword and shield. Seeing that classic outfit, Fang Zheng did not even need to guess her identity.

A Crusader!

The Nephalem had made her dazzling entrance!

Under Fang Zheng's gaze, the Crusader walked up to Captain Rumford, set down her shield, and nodded to him.

"I am a Crusader who follows Zakarum. I saw a Falling Star crash into this town."

"A Crusader?"

Hearing that title, Captain Rumford seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then he shrugged and spoke.

"It smashed through the roof of the Old Cathedral. There was only one survivor at the time—Leah. You should speak with her..."

Before Captain Rumford could finish, however, a Militia member suddenly screamed.

"Captain, they're back!"

"What?"

Captain Rumford was startled by the Militia member's words, and Fang Zheng hurriedly turned to look as well. Under their watchful eyes, the ground gradually began to bulge. Then one grayish-white Undead after another crawled out, staggering toward the group.

"Damn it!"

Captain Rumford frowned at the sight and immediately charged forward.

"Let's deal with this wave of Undead before I open the gate for you! Everyone else, move out!"

Hearing Captain Rumford's command, Fang Zheng gripped Frostmourne again. But this time, his gaze toward the Undead was filled with eager anticipation.

I've learned Crusader Strike now! Can't I handle a bunch of zombies?

With that thought, Fang Zheng rushed toward one of the Undead. He raised Frostmourne high and swung it down with all his strength.

Crusader Strike!

As the skill activated, Fang Zheng saw brilliant golden radiance bloom across Frostmourne's blade. Then the sword in his hand struck the Undead. At the very instant Frostmourne hit it, Fang Zheng clearly felt a holy power cling to the sword before erupting in an instant!

"Boom!!"

Fang Zheng felt as if he were not wielding a longsword, but an enormous warhammer. The Undead he struck was blasted apart by that holy force. Fang Zheng even saw cracks spread across its originally rock-hard body, followed by golden light shooting from within them. Then a holy cross suddenly appeared upon the Undead's body. It let out a shriek and was sent flying backward before exploding with a bang, scattering into fragments across the ground.

"..."

The entire process had taken less than five seconds, yet Fang Zheng could only stare in dumbfounded shock.

This was Crusader Strike?

With these dazzling special effects and brilliant flashes, you were telling him this was a basic attack skill?

Was this what a skill looked like with top graphics enabled?

Or had Arthas trained in the Royal Limited Collector's Edition of Crusader Strike?

Something was seriously wrong with this art style.

Fang Zheng had felled an Undead with one Crusader Strike, but he had also successfully drawn the aggro of the others. Several Undead soon abandoned their original targets and staggered toward him. Admittedly, these Undead did not seem particularly threatening, but once there were enough of them, they became troublesome.

But Fang Zheng was no longer the Fang Zheng from before. The moment he mastered Crusader Strike, a series of combat techniques and knowledge had appeared in his mind as well. Instead of retreating, he seized a gap before the Undead could complete their encirclement, raised Frostmourne, and charged fiercely at one of them!

Dazzling holy radiance appeared on Frostmourne once again. This time, Fang Zheng could even feel Frostmourne's dissatisfaction and frustration through the hilt. It was no wonder. It was an artifact of the Scourge, yet now it was being used against Undead creatures—and that would have been one thing, but he was even using Holy Light?

What Frostmourne conveyed now was the helpless resignation of a beauty forced to serve bandits.

However, Fang Zheng was clearly in no mood to comfort a sword. He stared at the Undead before him and swung again, sending it flying. Then he rolled across the ground, dodging the attacks of two Undead behind him. Gripping his sword tightly, he violently swept it backward. A streak of golden light slashed across the air, instantly knocking away the two Undead that had closed in on him.

But just as Fang Zheng caught his breath and prepared to rise and continue fighting, a roar of "For Zakarum!" rang out. The next moment, Fang Zheng saw the Crusader in white armor raise her shield and charge into the battlefield!

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