I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I knew he would do that! Just seeing Fang having large areas under his control while he held nothing would get on his nerves.

I closed the chat with him, looked around and could only resign to this fate.

"I didn't want to use any of my new forces until they are well trained, but I can't do it with the forces stationed here."

I opened a portal and went back to the zone outside the capital blockage. I already saved lots of spots around the capital with different distances just in caution.

I went directly to the training grounds. I didn't need elites to lead this army. After all, they were going to get distributed over a large space of lands, starting from Michigan and heading south through Ohio and Indiana, ending up at Kentucky.

I stayed there for five hours, gathered four big armies, each had one million forces in it.

I selected a few and appointed them as leaders. I selected those leaders from the second stage training grounds, where they learnt to work together and kill fiercer monsters all the time.

After the meeting with these leaders and explaining what they were going to do, I let them lead their armies towards four different directions.

Each army would control one of these four states. As for Wisconsin, it would be managed by me and the jumper.

I knew there was a blockage formed by the enemies in between here and these four states. So I didn't forget to mention this to these leaders, and asked them to fight and control these areas before continuing to move forward to reach their destination.

Like this, the enemy wouldn't realise I discovered what he was doing. He would mistake this as random battles with alien forces and races that were common to happen in the apocalypse.

If the forces remained behind or stationed few forces to safeguard these parts, then the enemy would grow suspicious. It was better to let these places go, as he would resend armies again to control the lost cities and towns.

As for this army, I was sure the enemy would send many teams to track them. When they'd discover they were heading to secure the four states, the enemy would heave a sigh of relief.

He would think he fooled me, not knowing it was the other way around.

As I finished this, I looked at the training grounds here. Taking four million out seemed like a lot, but in fact it wasn't!

I almost felt the impact of taking such a number out of here. The place looked as densely packed and bustling as before.

As for the ship training zone, the number of ships doubled and now there were two more ships joining the brutal hellish training grounds with my elite teams.

Two more ships... Interesting! It meant there were lots of promising talents there. I would spare time then to come and get to know these rookies, hopefully I'd find a few who would be trustworthy to join my exclusive circle.

"Time to go and help that jerk," I moved my chariot towards an outside zone before collecting my chariot and then moving back to Detroit.

When I arrived there, I didn't find the Wryly's men like before. Damn! That bastard called the few he scattered around once we closed the chat together.

Was the situation up there this bad?

I'd spare time and go to check the situation up there. But for now, let the three races earth themselves up for now before selecting a moment to intervene.

As long as they could keep Hectors busy, it would be nice. I had a Hector continent to worry about for now.

I didn't feel any guilt to move and leave this city behind empty like this. Once I was done helping the jumper, I'd set him loose over this region, taking back anything the enemy laid hands upon.

As such I started moving to the west. Any place I passed over was devoid of any sign of life, like I was walking in a huge graveyard.

This soon would change when my boys would arrive here. The distance from my capital to here would normally take ten to fifteen hours. But considering the fights they had to go through, this might be doubled.

That meant they'd take up to one entire day to arrive here. During this, I'd make sure to route all the forces coming at the jumper.

Then I'd leave this region to the jumper to act as the supreme general over such a big army of humans.

Something told me he would love such a thing.

It took me roughly two hours to reach the lake. I had to delay my speed as the jumper's retreat speed was delayed.

He got attacked from both sides per his words. That meant the enemy was really targeting him, placing his head as the biggest trophy here.

I knew in terms of value, I'd come first without doubt. But as a grand monarch, I was untouchable until the enemy would cut off all my strong raiders.

And that enemy selected the jumper to be the first to fall, the first one I'd lose.

As I arrived at the lake, all I saw was a huge stretch of calm sparkling water. It looked so damn calm and peaceful to make me believe there was a disaster down below.

During this time, I kept summoning my Krakens. I had lots of spirits now. Even when there was no war going on, the training grounds back at the capital secured lots of souls for me.

My class didn't differentiate between souls of races and monsters. That might be good just in case of peace times like now.

But in war time, it wasn't fair! How would a soul of a paragon be equal to a soul of a weak soldier or even a monster?

I had no choice but to accept such a thing. I got some, and lost some, that was the rule of the universe.