I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

They hung their hopes totally on the ones from outside, praying and waiting for any help to arrive, just like myself.

"It's happening," I nodded, "and I'm here to help. However…"

"I can be your guide here," that dude ignored the enraged eyes of his mates, and stepped forward as he added, "when we reached this point a few months ago, the elders selected a bunch of us. Anyone with four wings and higher was given the task of acting as the guide for anyone coming from outside."

"So…"

"I'm going to tell you anything you want to know, and give answers to any question you have…" he paused, before all of sudden he knelt to the ground, "please… Do anything, everything, and save my people."

"Don't worry about that," I paused, while the images of my meetings with the old man back in the days before coming here flashed in my mind like an old movie, "I owe someone a big favour, and I'm kind of repaying this debt by saving you."

"... Thanks…" I knew he didn't get what I truly meant, but it didn't matter. This dude saved me tons of trouble, and I got to make the best use of him.

"Tell me then everything you know," I didn't limit him by any question, and left the stage open for him to speak about anything and everything he knew.

And he did know a lot!

It took him two hours to tell me everything he knew. During which, my chariot got hit many times by different forces of the enemy.

The response I ever took was the same, taking out my geared and evolved soulers to fight back any enemy daring to approach me.

I learnt a lot about this world from this dude. He introduced himself to be Russle, and I knew this dude got lucky to meet me first before anyone else.

Just from the information he told me right now, I could give him tons of credit for that.

He told me everything about the nature of this world. And the first piece of surprise was that this wasn't just a single planet! There was another one hiding in the darkness outside, not showered by any light of the star circulating in the space.

This planet got moons as well, the fight there was quite desperate and chaotic.

The second piece of shocking news came as the headquarters and the main trigger of the time loop didn't lie in any of the moons of the planet visible to me, but in those shimmering in darkness.

And that meant if I wasted my time trying to save this planet and moons here, I'd still end up failing the quest.

What a scary and nasty scheme and plan this was!

Letting me arrive here, on the lightened world, without getting any intel about the presence of any darkness planet and moons, was quite a sneaky and evil move from the enemy!

And that also highlighted the importance of information in any war. And that also made the importance and credit of this Russle dude here quite immense.

"Do you know how to get there?" as there was no point in saving this planet and moons, I didn't want to stick around anymore.

"There is no direct path leading towards there," Russle started to give me the bad news one by one, "and the path towards there is filled with tons of enemy forces, tons of traps, and debris of the previous battles."

"At least you know the way, right?" I felt like the bad luck of the jumpers got attached to me. I had a brutal fight in space again. At least this time I didn't have to fight lava and black holes.

"I do know of the common path taken there," Russle paused before adding, "but the way isn't safe at all. We don't have a chance to go there."

"Let's see when we are there," I didn't take any of this dude's words to the letter.

"Ok, we can go there," he pointed towards the sky, and the next instant I controlled my chariot and headed towards there. I passed through dense layers of clouds and ended up fast in space.

The sky layer didn't have any enemy at all. But the moment I got out from space, I finally saw what this dude really meant.

Tsk! There wasn't any space at all! The entire place out there was filled with endless debris, lots of forces fighting against each other, while many forces took rocks and controlled them as if they were flying fortresses.

The battle escalated and extended to cover a large space, blocking any path forward. I didn't need that dude to tell me where that world lied, as I could easily guess that from the densely packed forces in a certain region.

Such chaotic war suited my soulers to the best. However there were little soulers compared to the expanse of this battle and the number of the enemies.

"There," he pointed towards the same direction I guessed, "after passing the layer of debris, there we will find another belt of fortresses where my angels are fighting the enemy desperately."

The situation looked much harder than I guessed. However, I knew there was a single way to do this.

"I'm sorry old man, but I have to kill lots of your people to save the rest," this was something I got my hands forced to do.

Any path towards that hidden world got blocked, and there was no way to overcome such blockade without killing and harming the angels in the process.

So if they were destined to get killed and harmed in the end, why would I even care about their safety in the first place?

Instead if I openly used my forces and strength, used my dark bones, shields, and such, dealing with such mess would be much easier.

Even if I got branded as the angel killer, I didn't care. What mattered in the end was to step at that hidden planet and save it from getting destroyed.