I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I saw it, and it looked like a really intriguing ability without doubt. That shield was able to stand against any kind of ability or skill used by my warriors.

And they didn't get a single damage! Or even the Hescos gave me the impression they got pushed back or even stopped by such attacks.

All this happened because my forces didn't use any spiritual energy in their attacks. They just used their innate abilities and skills of their races and systems.

"Use spiritual energy, mix them with your attacks," I shouted again while holding my horn and trying to keep track of everything going on down below.

"Lord… Shouldn't we summon more?" from the side, and after the initial clash that ended up in utter defeat of my forces, old Gan seemed startled.

"No need to," I said while turning my eyes towards the sky. The deadly attacks coming from the Hescos came mainly from the aerial forces.

Those ground forces didn't show up their faces yet, making me wonder about their real purpose.

Were they sent down below to scout the other side's strength? Or to seek stronger ones and try to take them down?

Or were they acting as firefighters? Acting at times of distress to relieve the pressure over their forces?

I didn't know the answer yet, but soon I'd know.

When I gave the order for my forces to attack using their spiritual energy and cultivation techniques, things started to shift to my side.

The Hescos' suits lost all of their invincible shields' advantage. I saw many get crushed under the sudden wave of attacks injected with spiritual energy.

And those who stood erect showed a fainter layer of their shield, with fine cracks flashing from time to time.

They got beaten into their game! Using spiritual energy to form such a shield and protect oneself was a nasty trick without doubt.

Yet when countered with spiritual energy attacks, this advantage shattered and Hescos started to get pushed back.

At this moment, I started to see how special and terrifying this race was.

When my forces started to push those on the ground back, their suits started to shine in different colours. Most of the attacks landed got negated, and those who managed to reach the suits left only a few scratches over them.

From these fine cuts I could tell that these suits were formed by condensing many layers of this durable leather material. I didn't know what it was, but it had the ability to defend, absorb damage, and even get damaged layer by layer.

That helped to buy those at the forefront time, enough for other forces in the air to come and target my forces on the ground.

"Hit those flying bastards," as I got how hard it was to conquer this army of Hescos even with such numerical disparity, I had to stop the incoming aerial attack by giving the order for my fallen gods to act, "don't kill many, just scare them away."

*Rumble!*

Luckily the Hescos in the sky were scattered already and didn't group up. And many wore dark gold suits and higher. So when my fallen gods' attacks landed, they started to resist, surviving most of the attacks.

They used the same way as the ground forces, shining all in bright colour all of sudden. They managed to negate most of my fallen gods' attacks, especially when my fallen gods didn't concentrate their attacks over any specific target or region.

It was remarkable though. Only those wearing silver and lower coloured suits ended up in a miserable state, falling from the sky like dead flies.

Even if they managed to negate my fallen gods' attacks, they couldn't follow what they intended to do at first.

They shielded themselves and defended the attacks, ending up getting thrown back for miles!

And that made their ground forces in a more risky situation.

Until…

*Crack!* *Crack!* *Crack!*

All of sudden, and just when I thought my forces were going to crush the frontline of these Hescos, a terrifying grand cracking noise came from all over the place.

Bellows of dust rose high in the air while the ground started to show visible large and thick cracks. The cracking lines started to merge and diverge, until almost all of the frontline zone got enveloped into this.

"That's not good… Come back!" As this happened, I got a bad omen about this. I didn't wait for the cracks to cover up the entire area and called back millions of my warriors into my inventory.

I could tolerate losing tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of them. But losing millions? That was quite unacceptable.

*Rumble!*

Just as I called them back, I could see the grand structure that appeared at the ground where they stood. It was like someone kept digging under the ground, creating such a fragile layer of dirt that started to collapse!

And when the dirt fell, a thick layer of energy flared up from down below, forming a gigantic wall of energy that rose for hundreds of metres high above.

It was a mix of colours, and didn't last for more than a minute. But I could tell that if my forces were there when that attack landed, then I'd end up losing them all.

"Quite fierce indeed…" as the light faded and vanished, I got to see what caused all this. It was the Hescos who went deep down the ground, and started digging there for such a time.

They stood down there in lines, raising up their huge arms and forming a grand canyon formation that launched that wall of energy from before.

Quite scary! This race didn't just come from one direction, but it aimed to come from air and underground!

If the aerial intervention failed, then another from under the ground would follow.

That was indeed a terrifying tactic. And it told me to reach such an understanding, they got to train for a long time already in such situations.