I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Also I had to complete my sacrifices before fully attending this battle with my full attention.

I spent almost ten hours getting my sacrifices done. And when I got finished, I saw the instant change in my technique.

These hours were worthy of my time! I had to use my healing sacrifice for my boys out there. And that depleted it in less than five hours, even when I sacrificed fifty million souls for that sacrifice alone!

Anyway it was worth it! During these five hours, not a single one of my forces died! No matter how hard they got hit, no matter how deadly the enemy came with their sparkling to the eye fancy looking attacks, they all survived and their enemies fell.

"Time to start my hunt," as I got over from my sacrifice, I filled my chariot with gold grade bones. This was the first time ever to start up using such mid grade bones from the beginning.

But my enemies were fierce! And they got cultivation bases to supplement themselves. So I estimated it would take more effort to get them under my control.

As expected, without the gold bone help, the time needed to control them was as long as half an hour! But when I used my bones, it shrunk to only a few minutes!

Also the scale my technique worked on increased by leaps and bounds! I kept controlling those standing far at the back, and then when the time came for them to get to the front line, I gave one single order:

"Join my side, all of you move right now!" I shouted at them before holding my horn and gave a general warning for all of my forces to not kill them.

This came as a surprise in the middle of this battle. One had to know I targeted the really far away forces, and the time it took for them to get to the frontline was over ten hours!

One could infect hundreds, and hundreds could infect thousands! By the time these forces came to the frontline, it looked as if a big chunk of forces was cut off from the enemy and added at the same time to mine.

My forces seemed to lose themselves in the fight for so long. Few hit the incoming allies but soon everyone complied with my orders.

"Good… The next batch then…" I shifted my gaze towards the distant forces while the frontline got pushed all of sudden for miles ahead.

I didn't rush outside the protection of my shield. After all, many of these forces fighting mine were able to use aerial attacks. And most of them looked really nasty!

It took almost a day to clear all the scattered flying serpents clansmen from the enemy lines. I didn't know if I got any of them on my side, but it was safe to say I did.

By taking them out, the main source of annoyance for my forces was eliminated. Then all it was left was the ground forces. And these were like naive prayers for my technique.

I noticed a few who used the same techniques as mine, using the power of the shadow world to control the souls and minds of my forces.

Yet they never did it on a big scale as mine or could infect as much as I did. And once spotted, I marked them as my top priority.

What I greatly lacked to elevate and upgrade my cultivation base and techniques? It was masters! People who were able to use the same power as mine, who traversed through this path before and knew all about its secrets.

And these were the ones I was aiming for! Once spotted, densely packed threads would instantly target their location, sparing none from my control.

I didn't know if contracts would work over them or not, but I had no other option but to use them. At first, I tried over a small group, releasing my control over them and waited to see what they'd do.

I left instructions for a group of my fallen gods and soulers to stand by, waiting for my signal. If this group started going berserk, they'd interfere and act against them.

"Kill yourself!" and what was the biggest test that would uncover any lie? It was asking anyone to take his own life with his own hands!

With cold blood I gave the order for these couple thousands to kill themselves. I clenched my fist over my dragon glaive, waiting for their answer.

"A small loss for the better good…" And as I watched, they each raised their techniques in the form of swords and other weapons and severed their necks.

They killed themselves. It was something I wasn't truly proud of, but it was the only way to know if the system contract worked against them or not.

"Cool, it works," I bitterly said while shifting my gaze away. I didn't want to see their bodies, or ever recall such an act of brutality ever again.

It was a must, but it was brutal. Anyway I got what I sought, and contracts really worked over these races.

That highlighted an issue… Contracts came from the system, and the system was a force only present in our universe.

How come the contracts powered by our system that worked only inside our universe worked over folks from another universe?

I had no time to think deeply about such an issue, and decided to leave it for later.

As this test worked out perfectly fine, I started to return to my old routine. I controlled those forces with my threads, before forcing them to sign a loyalty contract with me, then I'd release the threads, letting them work freely over other folks around.

And with such simple adjustment, the efficiency of my merged technique showed an obvious upgrade again.

Each day I had to spend almost ten hours reactivating the different sacrifices. The first crazy move of spending fifty million souls over the healing dome wasn't repeated again.