I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

It looked like a big ball made of some sort of liquid. It spanned to cover a half mile radius, and inside I could see a floating piece of rock that looked like a flying island.

“Got you,” inside all this, I saw the silhouette of some giant standing erect, surrounded by a group of elites. All were wearing full body armour and that dude in the middle was wearing a battle suit.

A suit that was just like the one I fought against before.

“Found you,” I snorted, replacing my compass with my Libra. “Losing half of the stats for all these Bulltors? I can live with that!”

What was the big deal in losing half of those behemoths’ strength and stats? Compared to the sense of threat I got from just meeting eyes with that bastard, it was nothing.

That bastard was strong, even far stronger than the one I fought against before. I knew this fight wouldn’t be this easy to handle, and above that he wasn’t alone.

I had my personal army and he also had his. Comparing the two elite armies together, none of us seemed to have an upper hand here.

So using that Libra would do the crucial step needed, giving me an edge above that enemy.

Just looking at those elites… Once discovered by me, they all moved in unison and surrounded their paragon. That wasn’t all, each one of them showed a sort of suit that wasn’t that strong like the one I fought against before, but it wasn’t that bad either.

They were almost twenty thousand in number, not that few as well. Fighting directly against them would make my boys face a real hurdle indeed.

But what I cared most about was to not let that bastard get away. I thought about many things, like bringing my soulers here to fight these elites.

I even thought about contacting the nymph lady of the impact and let her send me all the races she gathered so far. But whatever I thought about proved to not work.

The enemy I was facing at this moment was well prepared and strong. The shield surrounding them wasn’t lacking in any bit compared to the one surrounding the portal.

It was as sturdy to stop all the ultimate attacks from my fallen gods without showing a single crack. Cracking this shield open would prove a challenge to me and my forces. And without crashing it down, we wouldn’t stand a chance to kill them all and win this battle.

Thinking about this made me look at my technique. The circles were still flashing in silver white light, feeding energy constantly from my dantian to the threads extending to the world.

My energy threads proved to be not stopped by anything. Even that shield failed. Any attacks that bastard tried before failed to do any harm to my energy.

The only drawback here would be forcing these elites to sign a contract with me. That wasn’t a real issue. I could just turn them against each other, fighting their friends and even their dirty master.

He played dirty against me already, and it was time for me to repay his kindness double.

As I decided it, I firmly squeezed the centre of my technique circle and focused over that distanced island.

The island was almost a mile higher than mine. Even from this far, I could see the burning gazes of that bastard all focusing over me and my actions.

In fact discovering him standing here was something unexpected. I never thought he would be so daring to come and stand just above my head.

I moved my chariot fast to reach him, but for a reason the distance didn’t shrink even after the passage of a full minute. “Yours is also able to move? Interesting…”

This was the only explanation I had in mind when I saw this. But that didn’t matter. As long as he was in the range, my technique would hit him.

As for my Libra, it weighed his soul and deemed him an enemy. It was now climbing up slowly, just at twenty something percent.

It was slightly moving slower than before, but at least it was working its magic. Once that bastard would get my curse, he would lose a lot.

The curse wouldn’t only affect him and his forces, also his gears and items as well. So these suits would be compromised and weakened. That shield here and at the portal would be weakened.

The portal itself would be affected, and these Bulltors.

“Spearhead, don’t tell me you are dead, man!” As I was chasing that bastard around in the vast dim sky, I shouted to try and awaken that exhausted dude.

Hours passed already since he stopped fighting. It was enough for him to regain part of his energy.

“I just want to sleep,” a weak voice came to reply to me.

“Stop fooling around, you slept enough like a damn koala!”

“Boss, please, let me sleep a little more,” that dude was really lazy. Did he think the fight was over or what?

“We have no time for that, or do you want to see your Isabella die under those bastards’ hands?”

*Thud!*

Just as I said this, I heard a muffled thud coming from his direction before he moved in an unstable way towards me. He was really exhausted, but I had to force him to work again.

“Just go at the edge and stabilise yourself,” I kicked him away when he leant over me, as if he was trying to hug me or something. He went to the edge in fear the next moment, while I returned to focus on that slippering island.

Since I started attacking it with my energy threads, that island kept changing its position all the time. I had to admit that attacking a stable target on the ground was much easier than hunting that big bird in the sky.

I only wanted one thread to link. One was enough to control an enemy, then let me expand fast to those around him.