Calamity Strikes: My Skills Are All Wrong

Extreme natural disasters, endless calamity beasts, uncanny shadows... Calamities clung like maggots to bone, and civilization was fractured and in turmoil.

Mu Yuan transmigrated into this world, thinking he was just a lowly mage, only to discover that his skills were a little bit off.

Other people slide to dodge pursuing enemies. I slide straight into a calamity beast’s stomach and transform into a Heaven and Earth Dharma Form?

A mutated tarot reading gives me the Paladin class, so I whip out a forty-meter holy sword and fight a martial artist hand to hand!

The promised little fireball spell pops up an option on my status screen asking, “Do you wish to detonate the current planet?”

“These are absolutely not skills a proper mage should have!”

On the day he was wanted by the civilizations of the universe, Mu Yuan remained completely unruffled as his pursuers closed in. Taking the initiative, he called out, “Thief, open your mouth! My transformation device fell into your stomach.”

The other players stared. “Is this guy’s style completely off? Weren’t mages supposed to be fragile?”