I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



That jerk was still alive thanks to his bubble. For a reason, all the attacks landing over it didn't work. They just left a few scratches here and there, but it wasn't enough to create cracks.

I wasn't dejected by such a result. I left my Kings to kill the remaining forces inside the shields, while my warriors kept launching my missiles and hit that damn bubble hard.

If it didn't fall after ten minutes, then after ten hours it might. If ten hours isn't enough, then ten days would. In the end, I got this bastard cornered here, and he was going to die.

In fact I didn't like any of those paragons. The ones I met and got real talents never got appreciated by the Hescos higher ups. Just in this situation, a jerk was leading other jerks, and there was no hope for any of them.

I'd never expect much more than tons of artefacts at the hands of these wealthy and spoiled brats. But the generals on their side were a different story.

The Hescos might be rotten deep down to the bones regarding paragons, but not generals. Generals got the goal of doing something great to save their future generations and secure a better life for them.

There was the same competition, but on a much fiercer scale. And this one seemed a bit fairer and more just than the one going on between paragons.

That was indeed for a reason. Such a mighty race wouldn't take any generals or capable dudes in their eyes at all. Not like myself, who would truly appreciate and even support any promising talented general on my side.

And so I decided to give it a go first, after collecting my bones. I decided to go and try to recruit any of these generals, most if not all.

If they were stubborn, wanting to die instead of surrendering themselves to me and joining my side, then there was nothing I could do for them.

But if they wanted to join me, then they'd never regret such a decision ever in their lives.

I kept focusing on gathering my bones as this was the most important task right now. The bones were my most precious loot and gain at any time, at any battle, against any enemy.

And in the middle of doing this, I noticed that more forces started to come from the horizon, coming from all directions towards here.

"They are sending more flies to die in my hands? Great!" I would never say no to more bones, or refuse the chance to get rid of more enemies right now.

It was safe to assume that this situation was repeated all over the other clusters in this world. The Hescos were fighting the fiends, and I got really tempted to let them keep killing each other for me.

But that would mean I'd lose tons of bones. And at the same time, I'd also lose much time in waiting.

It was better if I led everything, killed everyone, claimed the bones and half of their inventories, and did the inevitable in the shortest span of time.

I just left the incoming forces struggling against my shields, and didn't even spare them a glance. They were unable to penetrate through my thick layer of shields, and they were doing me a favour in return.

By all these attacks, they were going to add more damage inside my shields. And after doing what I wanted here, I'd simply release a deadly attack, then travel towards the nearest bubble.

I planned to do this, follow such a pattern, moving from one bubble to another, kill all the enemies I'd face using my shields' offensive attack.

I knew in time, the enemies would learn from their mistakes, release orders for their defensive measures to be used first, and not to rashly attack my shields.

It was better for them to wait for me outside, waiting for me to move from one bubble to another, and try to hunt me down in the middle.

However this would take time, especially for the poor Hescos. They lost their top leader circle from the start of this battle.

That as*a hole called Hulk thought he could come at me and crush me right from the start, head on. He was a fool! Even the fiends, the ones who fought against me the longest, never dared to do such a thing.

They'd never risk the higher up circle to face me in a head on battle. In fact if they ever did, then this war would be over for a long time already.

I took roughly one hour to collect my bones, and then went towards the bubble of that jerk.

The forces coming from outside were now blocking even the sunlight! They were so dense and numerous to turn day into night, and that meant there was a great harvest waiting for me out there.

But first I got to try and speak with the generals out there.

"Hahahaha! You finally realised how futile all this is and decided to come and plea for mercy? Sorry, but your fate is already sealed… You are going to die in my hands, after getting tortured…"

"Shut the hell up!" I roared at that jerk, couldn't take anymore of his bullshit, "I'm not here for you, but for you."

I turned my eyes around, moving them around all the black suited dudes. They were generals, the elites of the Hescos forces here, the ones who got trained all this time for a sole purpose… To be the deadly blade for the Hescos in any war.

"Stop this nonsense! Do you think I'll believe you? Hurry and kneel, bow and let your knees touch the ground with your head, and let me kill you…"

"F*ck you!" I shouted at this arrogant bastard. I couldn't believe who was the idiot who raised and taught this delusional jerk about the world? Even in the face of death, he dared to mock it and even get the wrong idea!

How funny this was! How disappointing this was!