I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

For a second, it seemed easy to do. However when I tried, the usual way to make my techniques failed.

I was even blasted away a couple of times when the technique crashed down and collapsed in the middle of its formation.

"Damn! So I have to use the other way then," I wasn't helpless. If the simple way failed, then it was a clear indication on how the dark energy of that world was brutal.

So my normal technique wouldn't endure the pressure and collapse. Instead of using the simple way of drawing over the air and form the technique, I started to use the more complicated way.

One group of techniques piled on top of each other, hovering in silence like grand black balls around me.

I used words like suction, condense, transport, channel, low rate, infuse, and such to make my ultimate technique.

Using this would reinforce this technique eventually. And when it finally formed, I felt like I was standing in the direct face of a howling open mouthed monster who released a torrent of air at my body.

Without even hesitating for a second, I cancelled the technique for now. Just activating it for a brief second released cracks over the entire place, devastated the beautiful scenery, and left me with a dejected look on my face.

It was truly brutal! Would my artefact sustain it?

I held more doubt towards the success of this plan. Even if I used a necromancer's world artefact, it would end up with a high risk of crushing.

As for using my castle, it was a joke, a bitter and silly one that left me unable even to smile when thinking about it.

"Well… From my previous experiences, the strongest moment of any artefact was the time of its activation," I pondered about it while recalling the two magical artefacts that I used before.

Every single one of them created a massive burst of energy when getting used for the first time.

Between the two I used, the fountain of life held the upper hand in terms of strength without doubt. If not for using pure life energy, I might have considered using it instead.

"So the best way is to use the technique just at the moment of activating this artefact," I pondered about it while releasing this might be tricky.

One second delay or a mistake in judgement would turn everything pointless.

I first tried out my technique once more to ascertain the time needed for its activation.

As I got previous experience in making it, it just took ten seconds to activate, three seconds before it started howling and releasing cracks all over the world again.

"Cough… Cough… It's really troublesome… Cough… Cough…"

I freed myself from the deep pit I ended at after cancelling this technique. As I stood for a few minutes to control my anxiety, I finally knew the right timing of using this technique.

But I just knew the timing of one factor. As for the dens of bones, it was all a mystery to me.

I was already on a continent that was midway between the furthest away continent and the one I started at.

I took a deep breath before taking out that crude shaped bone.

The way to use this artefact was simple. One blood drop and lots of energy needed to activate this thing.

When I thought about energy, a flash of realisation hit me. "I shouldn't sync the two together, instead I shall make the den of bones get formed using the pure energy of the shadow world. Like this, it will have a higher chance of surviving the first clash."

I felt inspired. And the next moment I started forming the technique. As I just started it, I left a blood drop over the dens of bones.

Just like a dried up tree who sniffed the scent of water, the bone that wasn't that big in my hand broke free with a mighty force.

It shone brightly in pure brown and golden colours before hovering in the air for fifty metres.

Then it started to vibrate and torrents of air started to form around it.

I knew what it was doing. It was trying its best to suck away the energy from the world and get in form.

"Not this energy, idiot," I hurriedly finished my technique and without any hesitation, I let the two collide together.

The technique I created to suck energy from the shadow world was really fearsome! The moment it got done, a grand black ball appeared and engulfed the bone inside.

"Damn! Don't let it slip to the other side or else I'll swear I'll kill you!" I didn't know why I was threatening a dead technique, but thinking about it malfunctioning and throwing the den of bones artefact over the other side terrified me for a brief moment.

*Howl!*

Then out of nowhere, the previous tyrannical attack over this world came from my technique, sending my flying away in the next second like a bomb just exploded near me.

"Cough… Cough… What that damn piece of sh*t doing inside it? Cough… Cough… Shouldn't it suck dry this energy or what?"

As I got up to my feet, I was really furious. After all I did, after all this effort in thinking and preparing, nothing happened!

"Wait…" just when I was about to cancel this technique, I noticed something, "these cracks… They aren't as dense and numerous as before… Thinking about it…"

As I reached this point in my train of thoughts, I looked around and checked the place I just fell at.

Previously, and each time I got slammed fiercely away by the energy of the dark shadow world, I'd find myself miles away from my initial spot.

However, this time was different. I just got thrown away for two up to three hundred metres.

Seeing all these signs meant one thing; the power of energy coming out from this technique was growing weaker.