I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



So instead of wasting time and effort in killing everyone, I started to fly in a direct path, heading towards the far away places that I never had been before.

I kept taking Kings out, releasing them all over the place, letting them kill the enemies, and clearing a vast space of air around everywhere I went.

And then I started to follow a pattern and routine. Every half an hour, I'd recall all the Kings here, take the heat of the enemy attack head on before taking them out again.

This way, I made sure to not leave too many Kings behind, and made sure that I'd move with everyone on my side.

Gradually I started to notice something. The Kings that I took started to show signs of evolving and getting stronger. They became bigger, and the fire coming from their bodies started to show different colours.

They grew stronger the more souls they absorbed, and that meant this current situation wasn't that totally bad to be honest.

If I'd get my Kings evolved, then it would be great news. And releasing this made me more excited about killing and flying in the middle of the enemy troops.

If I just got enough time, I'd simply let my boys handle all the enemies around, kill them all, level up and strengthen themselves.

It was a waste that I got limited by many things here. My top priority now was to go and see where these races were.

Gradually I started to notice something quite interesting. I felt like the number of forces grew thicker the more I advanced forward. Fire was still filling the ground all over the world, reaching and exceeding the horizon and the end of my sight.

I thought that enemies would grow fewer the more I advanced. After all, they were coming from different sources and directions, and the more I advanced, the wider the gaps between these places would be.

Yet unlike what I expected, and after a certain point, I noticed that the enemy troops grew thicker and denser, as if I was heading directly towards one of these places which released the enemies towards my shields in the first place.

It was quite a weird and unbelievable coincidence. But soon enough, I knew this was all wrong.

In three more hours, I found myself looking at a grand scene. The fire all around seemed to stop by something, couldn't even budge an inch forward.

At the same time, I finally saw the seemingly endless tsunami of enemy forces show an end. Both of my fire and the enemy troops got stopped abruptly at the edge of something that looked like my shields.

"I found you," I didn't need to go there and see what it was in great detail. Instead I simply knew this was one of the many places the races got confined at.

At the distant horizon, I saw a grand silver golden bubble that extended all from the ground to tens of thousands of metres to the air. It looked really gigantic, and it spanned to cover the entire horizon line from east to west.

It looked as if the bubble was there to fill the entire ground and sky. From such a far distance, I could see the fire and the enemy stopping at this bubble, and both were trying to smash and barge inside that bubble.

That explained why it felt like I was heading towards one of the enemy main bases here. It wasn't a base, but another grand gathering of enemy forces here, one that was supposed to take care of the race entrapped inside the bubble.

I didn't keep my hand anymore when I realised this. If there was a race inside, then I got to first kill and secure the place around before taking myself inside that bubble.

I had to go in there, establish my portal, and lead everyone away from here. Then I'd not care about what my fire would do.

My only worry was that the bubble would burst open, let the fire and outside enemies inside, killing all the entrapped races there.

So I didn't hurry to go there first. And instead I started to do two things first.

I took out all the Kings I could, scattered them in a circular path around this bubble. And there I really saw how really massive this bubble was.

It extended for hundreds of miles, even thousands. And after flying for ten hours straight, I felt like I didn't get to its end, or even close from getting there.

During this time, I took out my pillar, and kept using it to form bubbles of mine. If the enemy could be dealt with by the Kings, then there was still the danger of the fire.

To solve this problem, I got to use my pillar's shields. And to do so, I started to form shields over the course I took, intending to form an outer circle surrounding and protecting the race inside.

Even if the bubble burst open, then the fire wouldn't dare to cross the bubble circle I created, isolating the races inside from it, and protecting them.

So I kept flying forward, circling around this bubble, taking out forces and forming bubbles. My bubbles started to merge together, pushed the fire back even further, and provided a secure place where I could release more forces inside to take down the endless enemies around.

I hoped by the time this circular layout would be done, all the bubbles would coalesce together, covering up the colossal single bubble surrounding the race inside.

But I felt that by this insane vast space I was crossing, it was impossible for my shields to merge together unless I spent more time making more shields inside.

And if I did that, it'd be a total waste of time without doubt.

So I kept my attention and focused on encircling this entire zone, a task that didn't get done except after the passing of twenty more hours.