I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

The moment it soared to the sky, I checked the energy output towards my chariot. At this moment, all the energy absorbed around was heading solely towards my chariot.

If the connection got severed by leaving the side of my chariot, then I'd face the predicament of the overload of my energy.

Considering such a possibility, then I'd have to wait right next to my chariot, or better take it inside my inventory. I just wanted that bastard to keep his focus over my chariot and not shift his attention to my pillar.

It was very hard to contend with my insane amount of energy fighting to free my chariot.

Luckily for me, when I checked I found out that the connection was still there. Another thick thread of energy extended from my body towards the chariot on the ground.

Then I turned around and took a grander look over the entire battlefield.

It was hectic at this moment! The area around me was already filled with chaotic fights where the warriors on my side were fighting bloody battles against the forces of Hescos.

What made this fight chaotic and hectic was the weird layout of the ground. It couldn't be described as trenches as it was filled with irregular ruins and holes of different sizes and depths.

For any side to cross the borders of these ruins, they must climb and jump. During this, the death count simply increased by a scary rate.

But seeing such a hectic situation made me grin evilly.

The enemy had to jump and climb, but my warriors didn't need to do so!

During the next hour, I kept flying around over the back of my dragon. I scattered warriors all over the place, making the warriors appear just in the middle of the sequestrated ruined sections down below.

The enemy might seem frightening as they got huge numbers. But they were divided into tiny groups, forced by all these ruins. So despite having the upper hand in terms of homeland and numbers, they were pressured too much against my warriors appearing out of nowhere in the middle of their forces.

In addition to that, these Hescos forces were already wounded. Most of them got light wounds, but they were still wounded after all. And on top of that, their morale was low from the start thanks to the scary attack they witnessed.

Facing my forces made them end up in a bitter situation. I watched all this and felt more confident in crushing all of them.

But I was limited by something. When I tried to go after the ten mile mark, the connection between me and my chariot grew weaker all of sudden.

That limited my actions to the radius of ten miles. After finishing this, I returned back to my chariot to check it up.

If after all this time my chariot's seal didn't break, I'd rather store it away and start my fierce retaliation.

The energy coming from my bones started to grow thinner at this point. It was pointless trying to break this seal by absorbing more bones. For me, I'd be able to keep myself alive using my pillar at any given dangerous moment.

Even if that bastard tried to seal my pillar again, which was something I highly doubted, then I'd use my warriors to shield me from any incoming attack.

If things grew worse for me, then I'd use my staff and jump away from any deadly situation safe and sound.

I wasn't out of options. And no matter how the enemy thought and planned, I'd end up with my head on my shoulders.

As I returned, the first thing I noticed was that my chariot was glowing in a weird way. "Sigh! Luckily it's about to get unsealed," I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw this.

I expected the enemy to run short of his attempts to seal my artefacts. I was the owner of many artefacts, and such high level artefacts were always limited either by time of usage, energy expenditure, or even weird conditions just like my Libra had.

The enemy exhausted its times of using his sealing artefact, and that led my chariot to finally be on the verge of getting unsealed.

I checked and found that almost more than two thirds of the sealing symbols here got crushed already.

I took enough bones to crush the remaining symbols and waited for the chariot to get freed.

[It's happening!]

Just when I was this close from getting my chariot freed, I got this sudden message from Sara.

The Hescos generals and paragons seemed to not be able to keep their patience anymore. They suffered more than what I estimated it seemed, or else they'd try their best to take me down, or take my zone back at the edge of that hole first before attacking the layers in the pit.

[Retreat first and do everything in your power to reserve the most force you can. Tell me, can you sustain the pressure for how long?]

[They are coming from everywhere! I can't promise you anything]

It was just like I expected. But didn't I leave behind tons of warriors in the tunnels? How come these forces came out from these tunnels without fighting my warriors?

[Are they coming out from all the layers?] I still couldn't believe this. I knew the Hescos had prepared too much for such an attack, but I expected all my actions here had weakened their forces already.

[Well… Let me check…] I felt weird when she sent this message over, [No, they are coming just from the layers starting from fifty something from the bottom]

Oh, that was it then… I heaved a sigh of relief when I heard what she just sent.

That made quite sense now. Or else I'd doubt I left behind a group of pussies and not full state warriors.

[Beware, they are coming from all layers but I left a surprise for them at the lowest fifty layers] I sent to her so she wouldn't think it was safe up to the fifty layer or so, [Just keep going down even after getting out from the danger zone]