I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



Luckily for them, the cube didn't work on the enemy continents, and that left me with my techniques, the old way to add more races to my side.

But why would I work my as* to save them? Screw them! Let them all die and suffer from the same poison they tried hard to make me suffer from.

I looked around, the place here didn't have any meaning for me. This continent was like the other four, filled with enemies and jumpers who wouldn't join me.

So wasting my people and effort here wasn't a good thing. But also seeing the enemy struggle made me decide to keep the normal warriors and my shield ring here.

My shield ring didn't need any help from me anymore to do anything. And after all this was over, I'd simply have the chance to release a scary offensive wave from the shield ring, killing more of the enemies.

But trying to open a portal here towards any other place wasn't a good thing. In fact, I had to build these portals at a very secure place. And I have only found one such place for now.

The enemy got fifty grand continents, and I just got a tiny ground zero area, a very little space, and the capital of my kingdom.

Aside from these two places, there wasn't anywhere else that I could call safe. How ironic that was! The enemy started with such a crushing advance, and I got such a weak and pathetic setting and cards.

And yet I was the one who was going to win in the end, and they were going to lose. It was really ironic, and quite scary.

Having advantage didn't mean one would secure everything, didn't mean one could win any war or conflict. And that meant one had to be extra vigilant about everything, not feel any confidence or drop his guard, or else one wouldn't know when he fell, or when or how the deadly strike came.

I shoved all these deep thoughts aside for now. I took back most of my Kings, leaving behind just a couple of millions here to keep the enemy busy.

They didn't need to stop them, just killing many was enough for me. And as long as they were inside the shield zone, they were going to be safe.

I returned back to ground zero, didn't even care about speaking with anyone, and started looking for a place to establish my portals there.

There were already portals linked to these continents, where my fire was spreading and killing lots of their forces. But I just used ten portals to go to ten different places, and the enemy got fifty continents under their control.

That meant I lacked around forty continents, considering that each portal opened on a new continent.

I kept flying over endless armies of my forces, passing by the area of the new portals where many portals were flashing, sending armies towards the different battlefields.

This was just the start of my retaliation. All these warriors and armies were going to start building bases on many continents, expanding the reach of my kingdom slowly. And starting from there, the real war would start for my forces.

As for me, I already started my own war. I found an empty and slightly secluded zone, a deep valley in the middle of a gigantic mountain series.

It was wide enough to be called a basin, or perhaps a flat land sea in the middle of all these rocks. It was at least five hundred miles in length and twenty to thirty in width. It was perfect for building my portals, away from my forces, and pretty safe for now.

I took the map out, the grand one, and started to copy marks from the smaller map over it. The new map sent by the higher up wasn't that detailed like the old one. So I decided to use the old map in building the portals, to make sure nothing wrong would happen.

Each race got lots of bubbles actually, around a few hundred up to a thousand bubbles for each race by my rough estimate. I selected a continent, randomly selected one bubble, and decided to go there.

I knew the portals would get linked with a certain location, so it was hard to satisfy all the needs of these bubbles using portals for each one. In the light of that, I started to study the map thoroughly, seeing where the most bubbles were, and decided to release one portal for each cluster of bubbles.

This meant I got to travel personally to cover up the places which I couldn't get using portals. It looked as if the bubbles were close by on the map, but I knew this wasn't true.

At least the distance between each bubble and the closest one was hundreds of miles, even thousands.

That meant I'd have to travel and fight the enemy in their homelands. That might seem risky, especially in the case the enemy noticed my intentions and moved to stop me.

However with my bubbles, bones, and endless stream of warriors, who could stop me? It would have been better with my chariot around, but I got to work using what I had and not think about things I didn't get anymore.

I started first by placing dots on the grand map, then began to draw circles around the nearby clusters of bubbles. At the end of it, the old map looked like it was stained with lots of ink.

"There are hundreds of different clusters out there… Each got hundreds of bubbles…" I stood by the side of my grand map, looking in deep thoughts towards it, seriously thinking about what to do next.

Instead of using tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of portals, I lowered this number to be less than a thousand. It was much better indeed, but it also meant I had to travel for a lot of time.