I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

So I made my soulers stop, using the large number of Exomachines traps from earlier to slow the incoming Exomachines out and spread them into smaller groups on their own.

And as their speed got lowered enough, I gave the order for my Exomachines to stop.

The moment they stopped, the entire grand scene changed in a very shocking way. Most of the Exomachines army got trapped inside the cells I created using my controlled Exomachines, and the entrapped ones acted quite docile as usual.

"Tsk! If only I got time to deal with you…" I know that I had to use this chance and move the entire battlefield towards the direction of the holes.

The enemy had to move a large number of his Exomachines to stop me. And that might have put pressure over my forces, it also cleared a huge area off many of the Exomachines.

Even when the enemy decided to send more of these, they left behind a single row to protect the holes. And yet that wasn't going to cause me any trouble at all.

"Lucas, I'll leave the free Exomachines here to you," I said using my horn, cancelling out my techniques after binding all the Exomachines controlled by threads using contracts, "then go and support Sara."

I didn't need any of them to help me out there, not all of them at least. Sara was still acting as a good source of distraction for the enemy, and it would be stupid to relieve the enemy from her annoyance.

Instead, I'd send Lucas out to free her forces before coming back here and helping me together.

As I decided to act, the first thing I did wasn't to move towards the holes, but back to the places I scattered warriors there and asked them to gather up gears there.

I had a plan in mind about how to deal with these holes. However, to do it, I needed lots of warriors wearing gears.

I asked Silverlining before to bring me lots of soulers, Bulltors, shield bearers, and warriors alike many hours ago. That dude complied and in less than one hour, he returned with a good offer.

And still I turned him down!

[I need at least five times that amount] I sent over, [Any amount lesser than that and I won't make the deal!]

[This… But we have no time to look for more warriors!]

[You got ten hours then!] I ended the chat with him saying this, not caring about anything that dude sent later on, or bothered with any of his complaints.

The bone I sent him was quite unique and a new breed of bones to these greedy folks. They realised I got more of such unique bones, and they wanted to gain as much as possible from my dark realm bones.

Using such hunger while waving the bone in front of their opened and drooling mouths, I decided to get as much as I could from them.

Before this, whenever I asked for soulers, Bulltors, or shield bearers, Silverlining would always complain about how hard it was to find a large number of them.

Yet this time they brought over hundreds of millions of them! And in the middle, there were at least tens of generals, ones who were on the same calibre as Lucas!

Imagining having tens of these generals made me drool in return. However I controlled myself and never showed any of that on the surface.

Instead, I showed that I was satisfied, but not that quite impressed. And I wanted to be impressed this time.

Giving them ten hours wasn't out of a whim. I already noticed how long the battle against the Exomachines and other races would take, and estimated ten hours as a feasible timeline for him and me.

Out of these ten hours, nine have already passed. And now it was time for me to collect my loot from the fiends, gather up more dark realm bones and Holy Ones bones, while waiting for that dude to send his final offer to me.

This time, I expected to get hundreds of millions of such great and deadly warriors, even dreaming about getting billions wouldn't be an exaggeration!

As for the price tag, I left such hustle to when he'd deliver his final offer. By then, they'd already paid a lot, and wouldn't accept losing such a deal out of their greed.

I went to find my warriors still in the middle of gathering more gears, yet the ones they got were already too much!

The enemy seemed to send fiends like they were grains of dirt caught from the side of the road or something.

And that spoke clearly about their desire to keep my forces here trapped, not able to step ahead and push forward towards the holes.

I didn't care about any of that. I was ready to welcome my new warriors, the grand army that would be the major piece in my plan.

Waiting for Silverlining, I kept collecting gears. Just as I finished the batches left behind by my warriors, more batches were collected.

They weren't close in size to the gears I collected, but they were quite rich nonetheless. So I kept gathering them, while checking my messages from time to time.

[I've got an offer that will make it impossible for you to say no] just as I finished collecting the second batches, and was going towards the third group of gears collected, Silverlining finally responded.

[Tell me the details then]

[It's like this…] He kept talking without pause for a few minutes and I didn't try to stop him at all. I attentively listened, while he kept telling me the huge numbers of what he got.

First of all, he said something that took me by surprise… He was one of the ancient races that went extinct as tokens, and their number was close to five hundred million.

This race was new to me, called the Trans. These Trans were like the Hescos, even though I thought they were related in some way.