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I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse
Chapter 1192 Falling Into The Trap"Suits? There are more of these suits? Amazing!" I couldn't help but turn towards the faraway Garry who was leading his people to modify the drones.
It seemed he expected my gaze as he instantly turned and gave me a confident smile and a thumb up.
It was always amazing to have such capable people by my side. I turned to observe this crucial moment of this battle, hoping things would end up as I imagined.
I kept myself busy by the preparations of the orbs and forgot about other things. Suit force was responsible for stopping the brutal advance of the Hescos before.
Seeing the large number of the suits flying alongside the drones made my heart throb violently in my chest. It looked perfect, simply perfect.
The Hescos on the other side were still in the dark. They kept moving and preparing for the incoming enemies, thinking that these zombies and flying drones were just for show.
The first to reach their territory was the zombies. The ground zombies already passed through the gaps in my forces ranks, reached the outer lines of the Hescos defences, and started killing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI couldn't hear a single sound through that feed, but I could see the brutal shocking fight that started between the two sides.
The Hescos left the races at the outermost layers to defend and act as fodders. But compared with those they sent into the region controlled by my forces, these ones looked a bit special.
Their bodies were much bigger and they wore thick armors, held great weapons, and gave me a strong feeling. But when they met the zombies, they seemed like kids trying to fight adults.
The zombies lunged at the enemies, ripping and tearing their bodies and gears into shreds without any difficulty. I looked and all I could see was one side overwhelming the other, like a landslide crashing over weak grass.
The lines of these races weren't that much actually. The Hescos just used them in an attempt to stop the incoming enemies, aiming to slow their advance before their elites would join the fight.
In their scenario, the Hescos should be reaping easy kills without any speck of danger. But in reality they failed to do so as the zombies proved to be much more formidable enemies than what they imagined.
And when the ground zombies came to face the Hescos at last, the flying zombies worked in cooperation and flew down at the Hescos.
The Hescos found themselves fighting enemies on two fronts. They could deal with both, but for a reason they failed to do so.
The Hescos had to divide themselves into two parts before the battle started. The ground Hescos took the frontal lines, while the flying ones took the task of protecting the deeper places.
In their eyes, they never doubted the ability of their defences to stop my forces. And that confidence stemmed from the dense defences plus their overconfidence in their abilities to rival and triumph any race in direct fight.
But when the Hescos at the forefront faced attacks from two directions at the same time, they couldn't put up a fight against the zombies.
The zombies might be low grade ones, but they were driven from a formidable bloodline of monsters. As zombies retained the abilities of the original monsters and living beings they were formed from, these zombies were indeed scary.
In just ten minutes, the frontline was already shaken and many lines were deformed and devoured by my zombies.
And the bad news for the Hescos was that there were more zombies coming at them from my dens.
Just when I thought the Hescos would be generous enough to let my zombies kill to their hearts' extent till the walls of their defences, the Hescos suddenly moved.
The earlier shock coming from the zombie's appearance was gone. These Hescos were indeed something else. They sent many of their flying Hescos to aid the frontline, in addition to a grand wave of light that started from many towers.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI saw the tops of the towers shine brightly before releasing some sort of a pulse wave. The waves merged together, forming one grand dome shaped wave of black energy that moved towards the front.
Despite it looking like a wave formed of light, it travelled slowly. But this low speed gave the chance for more towers to shine and add more power to the incoming assault.
The dome shaped energy looked quite dangerous, but I frankly didn't know what it was going to do.
And just when my attention was focused over the incoming attack, I saw the ground shook and many holes appeared in the middle of the zombie forces.
"'Damn! They are sending everything out!" I didn't need to wait and see what was coming as I already guessed it.
They didn't even send the flying Hescos and activated the weird defences all over the forts there, but they also sent the underground Hescos troops as well.
But seeing all this made my eyes shine, and I even laughed. "Do you think we are this hopeless? Do you think our main force is these zombies? Hahahaha!"
The zombies might look scary and formidable, and with all the preparations my forces did, it looked as if they were the main force of attack.
But it wasn't! The zombies never were the main force of attack. They were just the decoy, and the enemy perfectly fell in the scheme without even knowing it.
As things went hectic on all fronts, I shifted my eyes towards the flying clouds that stopped just a few miles away from the frontlines.
They'd give anyone the false impression that they stopped thanks to what the Hescos did. Strangely and luckily enough, the timing of their stop and the arrival of all the Hescos counter attacks was the same.
And that made the enemy drop more attention off the shoulders of the flying drones. They might be wary of my suits, but as they stopped in their tracks in such a way, they'd believe they must have done the right thing.