I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

1768 Welcome To Hell!

According to the raw intel gained from radar, he could tell each force there had at least hundreds of millions of spaceships. And there were a huge number of flagships, meaning there were lots of generals and capable soldiers out there.

He wanted these, and on top of that, he didn't want to risk having such a force growing in the heart of this sector. If that ever happened, and they got wind of what he was doing, then the consequences would be quite severe.

So he had to make sure this force would be dealt with early on, before moving away, reaping all the loot he could from there, and attacking a few more gatherings while heading to the other two gatherings appearing on his radar.

His Soulers and Reapers, couldn't get deep intel about the ongoing battles too far from him. So he had to expect the appearance of such threatening gatherings that he didn't get yet.

"Worrying about something I can't even see or detect won't do…" he shook his head while focusing on the closing in a grand battle from a distance, "I'll handle these three first, then will send Soulers out to scan the deeper parts of other areas…"

He knew by being greedy, he was going to risk it all. But he didn't want to come out with short gains either. So it was a tough choice to make, and he decided to first learn about the scale of the entire situation before making another decision.

Then he arrived at the tons of ships fighting each other. The moment he arrived there, he felt like he had been thrown into the depths of hell. Weapons got fired everywhere and all the time! Enemies were at every single corner, and he had to face deadly challenges almost all the time.

The entire zone was filled with tons of ships desperately fighting their enemies. He tried to not fire back, focusing more on evasion, but failed. He couldn't help but fire back, leaving this task to one of the Soulers, as they were crazy at firing and such stuff.

Yet that didn't help at all. The best it did was to slightly secure a path in front of him. But soon enough, lots of heat came at him, as he didn't differentiate between ships from this universe or the other one.

The Soulers he took out kept firing at anything coming nearby, and didn't show any mercy to any ship. Even when Hye tried to warn them against hitting ships of this universe, they couldn't do that.

In fact, this was out of their hands. The entire space was filled with tons of ships, all flying and fighting among each other, in a true bloodbath scene.

All he could see were flashing bright lights coming out from the endless explosions happening all over the place. At some point, he had to find his way through a brightly shining world, ending up with nothing but gambling and guessing.

"At least I'm on the right track," after crossing the outer zone, he finally got time to inspect the map on his radar. At this point, the space wasn't filled with ships and deadly battles. In fact, it looked much calmer and more peaceful than what he experienced for four straight hours.

The ships were now gathering up, arranging themselves in large fleets, while fighting deadly battles like how classic wars should be. William finally heaved a deep sigh of relief, stopped his Soulers from firing, and focused on steering the ship through the dense net of fire and ships.

This wasn't as hard as it was before, and he just had to take routes to get away from any heated-up battles.

As he got away from such a red zone, he started to align his course better while checking the radar. In ten hours, he finally arrived at a spot that was just near that huge gathering of fleets.

And there he found something similar to the situation he faced when he first came here.

"Damn! You are really annoying!" William was at least a couple of hours of flight away from the big fleets gathering. And yet, he couldn't find a single spot where he could deploy his Soulers and Reapers to be the closest to this gathering.

It was all a bloodbath, starting from the far edge of this zone up to the middle of it! He could see a clear sight of this area, and everywhere he could see blazing red colour no matter where he looked. It was a clear sign of how many fleets were there, and how intense the ongoing fights were.

In the end, he had to drop such an idea totally and learn to retreat further back. "I'm wasting time and effort without getting anything," he consoled himself, before getting out, and started to take out his warriors.

"Go, take them down, leave none behind!" His orders were clear and simple. In the next few hours, a colossal army of Soulers and reapers devastated the entire place, passing through any ship, any attack, and taking down any living soul inside them.

He watched tons of ships stop flying, doing nothing but hovering in the middle of space. Even the lights went off, and shields fell. Yet many ships got caught in the intense fire happening around, exploding in such a fierce and eye-catching way.

"Those bastards…" Hye was quite enraged by such growing losses. He wasn't just losing ships, but all the warriors inside. And yet he got nothing in his hands to stop this.

The only way to stop this was by trying to distract the ongoing battles towards himself, or by taking a fleet, arming it up, and trying to distract the enemies around it.

But that wasn't going to work. The sheer size of the gathered fleets here made it impossible for a single ship, or a single fleet, to make any difference. So he had to drop such an idea, and accept these losses bitterly while hoping for things to change soon enough.

As he hoped, in the next five hours, the enemies around started to focus on something else, on his warriors!