I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

It seemed that the turtle shield's area of coverage wasn't big, and it didn't have the same ability of my shields to surround a space and defend those inside it.

In brief, this shield was like an immovable rock that stood in my path. I could simply take a detour, turn around it and continue deploying my shields.

But I already grew tired of doing this. I controlled enough space to start my next step in my plan.

So I didn't aim towards deploying more shields around and simply led the enemy to mistake my inability to overcome such obstacles.

During the next few minutes, I reinforced my shields by adding more to them. It was a must to do move, or else my next move would lose much of its value once my shields were taken down.

Such a turtle shield might possess some sort of offensive power in it. If so, then my shields were at a great risk of getting smashed in a short span of time.

The enemy didn't stop their attack for even one second. After using that turtle shield, I noticed the magnitude of attacks landing over my shields getting fiercer.

It was a clear indication that the enemy generals placed great importance over taking down my shields and wiping out my inside forces.

It made quite sense. After all no one wanted to divide up their forces in two fronts, especially when one of them was this close to their grand army.

I stood over my chariot doing nothing but coldly watching what was going on around. After expanding my shields in such a grand way, the attacks landing on it had to cover up lots of areas, leaving behind cracks to expose what lies behind.

These cracks were thin, looking like flaws in the middle of a bright star. But they were enough for me to see the dense number of forces trying their best against my shields.

At the same time, the enemy never stopped deploying forces inside the shields to keep my forces occupied. I knew they were suffering such losses to make sure my forces weren't free to come out or defend the shields once getting broken.

However they were soon destined to get disappointed.

Once I reinforced my shields enough and saw the lands beyond the shields filled to the brim with enemy forces, I knew it was time to make the next move.

The next move was simple. I took out tons of warriors, the ones I already strengthened for long hours before, and gave them a single order.

"Step outside, keep killing until you are deadly tired or really dead," this was the simple order I gave. And the next moment, tens of millions sprinted towards the forces outside from inside my shield zone, attacking the enemies everywhere around, with much more following in their tracks.

The impact that came was indeed quite scary and shocking to the enemy. No matter how bad they thought about the steps I'd take next to counter them, they'd never think about sending out forces to meet theirs.

And the big point of difference lies in the ferocity of my forces coming out and their large numbers.

Every time the area inside looked a little emptied, I'd instantly fill the gaps up with more warriors. I got enough to keep sending these out without worrying about anything for hours!

But who said I only wanted to do that? If I started to attack, it was best to hit the enemy with everything I got without sparing anything behind.

So as I was releasing my warriors here, a storm of forces appeared all of sudden from the hole and invaded the shields without any problem.

The area of my shields encircled the entire hole opening, but it couldn't cover it. As there was no land out there, it was hard to cover up the opening as well.

Once these forces appeared, they ran like mad dogs towards the outer region of the shields. I looked at them and smiled evilly.

These were the tens of millions of Hescos I already controlled before. All this time I left such vast and formidable force stored away from any fight. They lost few in the middle of the attacks between my forces and the Hescos when the Hescos broke the shield.

But that wasn't a big loss at all. Looking at these hungry wolves racing time to go to the Hescos, I felt like a true warlord with invincible might.

Who could stand before me? Hescos? The first race in the entire universe? Humph, no one would stand a chance against me when I'd go all out.

Provided that I got enough time to prepare, I'd turn into a one man army, enough to take down the mighty army of the formidable Hescos.

Once these Hescos appeared, they crushed the fragile resistance stopping in front of my warriors. Comparing the two together, even if I was using warriors with cultivation bases and full stat points, they still paled in comparison to regular Hescos soldiers.

This wasn't just a difference in training and preparation, not a difference in cultivation bases and personal might and such, but it was mainly thanks to the suits the Hescos had and my warriors didn't.

As everything started to toll the same way I wanted, I instantly summoned someone back from the battlefield.

"Lord, I'm at your service," Lucas appeared and bowed to me with his orange fire engulfing his body.

Watching him gave me a formidable feeling. His fire didn't show a change, but I felt like he grew quite stronger since the last time I saw him.

"I'll entrust this region over to you," I knew I couldn't limit myself here no matter what.

If I wanted to create the biggest trouble for my enemies, then it was better for me to step outside and personally lead this entire war.

By doing that I'd not bring much headache to the disarrayed enemy, I'd also add more forces using my techniques. Not to mention going out there would make me public enemy number one.