I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



If that was true, then there were two formidable forces fighting each other to get their hands over the twenty races.

Thinking about this made me question something. The higher up told me that each race was surrounded inside a bubble, waiting for someone they trust to save them. But seeing how the Hescos here were desperately and seriously fighting the fiends made me doubt all this.

If the races would only swear allegiance towards one, then it was supposed to be myself. Yet the Hescos came prepared, ready to sacrifice their forces here instead of fighting me.

Thinking they didn't know about the condition the higher up told me before was bullshit. They knew, or to be more precise, they got a way to let these races follow them.

And that meant the higher up didn't tell me everything. Damn! Was the identity of the strongest race enough to pave any path with roses for them? While mine was planted with thorns?

I clenched my fists, looking around while the fight going on made it quite difficult for anyone to notice my sudden presence.

However, that didn't last for more than a few seconds.

"Human Hye… Welcome to the new world, our world…"

Just as I was trying to control my rage, a loud voice came from one direction. And when I turned towards it, I spotted a grand gathering of red suited dudes, surrounded with an entire army of black suited ones.

They were paragons, and they got an army of generals. I looked at such a grand formation, and knew they were the leaders of the fighting armies here.

For a reason I felt like they were informed about my coming, and even seemed as if they knew where I was going to appear.

"You got someone to see the future, right?" I recalled one of the old tales about the Hescos and how they got someone with foresight ability on their side a long time ago. And it seemed they had remnants of such scary dudes.

"Quite smart, just like the rumours I kept hearing about you," one red dude stepped forward. And when he did, I started to notice the colour of his suit wasn't pure red, but had a lot of purple in it.

He was different, different from all the paragons I met so far from this race. His purple coloured suit made me realise he was one step higher than a paragon.

What? Was he a sovereign? Or a sovereign candidate? Or what? I didn't know what lies above paragons except for the highest most rank, sovereigns.

And it was obvious this dude here was a step higher than the highest and strongest dude in any apocalypse. And that meant he came from outside our apocalypse, not part of it.

Who was it? Was he the general leader of the entire Hescos forces here?

"I'm Hulk, the leader of the Hescos in this world, and the next king ruling this new world after crushing everyone and everything here," he was so damn arrogant to declare his rank and intentions.

"You got to crush me first," I shrugged, "I never got a purple suited Hescos before. Why not leave all this nonsense behind and join me?"

"Hahahaha! quite funny dude you are! I never thought humans were this funny."

"So it's a yes?"

"It's a no, idiot!" that dude named Hulk seemed to have quite the temper, "don't you see what's lying around you? Just take a look, a proper look. You are all alone, in the middle of waves of my Hescos and our enemies. It's better if you start to grasp the current situation, and learn your real place in this new world…"

"I'm tired of this…" I snapped my fingers and took tons of my forces out. This jerk… He was quite talkative and noisy. Not to mention he was arrogant!

"Kill him!"

"Attack!"

We both spoke at the same time. I released my deadly Kings right towards the incoming army of generals and elite Hescos on that jerk's side.

And at the same time, he gave the order for his forces to move and attack me. I didn't waste anymore time, activated my pillar, and released my shields one after another.

"Pathetic! Do you think these tricks can take me and others down?" and just as the shield appeared, something came out from his body, like a bubble, surrounding himself and his forces inside, aiming to stop my incoming shield.

But unlike what he expected, and in the middle of his words, the brilliant shields of mine expanded fast, passed through his useless bubble, and enveloped him and his forces inside.

"Trying to misjudge my shields? Come on! Who is this idiot you sent here? Is he supposed to be the next king? King of fools or what?"

I shouted at the sky, at the watching gazes of those Hescos higher ups out there. They were mistaken to send a jerk and an arrogant bastard to face me.

If he was calm, acting collected and knew what to say and do, then I should have worried. But such an arrogant and self centred dude wasn't that hard to kill.

He dreamt about crushing me, ruling this world as a king? Humph! I couldn't believe how long Hescos missed the right pass and let such jerks and useless bastards rise up and lead their people.

Put that Hulk in front of Toramos and I'd select Toramos over a million Hulks! It wasn't the lack of talents that race suffered from, but a lack of right eyes to judge talents, lacking the right stage to let the rightful talents as Toramos shine and get their deserved rules.

If I fought someone like Toramos over this world, then I got to worry. But this jerk? No way! He just had his mouth and deep pockets, lots of treasure, and nothing else.

He had no brain, no charisma, no tactics, and no respect from his people neither from his enemies, nor from me.