I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

If the strength of the zombies matched the strength of the original monsters, then I wouldn't have to worry. However the zombies got boosted and their strength scale was modified to match the difficulty of this quest.

Dealing with them was going to be a headache. And I couldn't tell if the angels would keep pushing their defensive shitty weapons to protect these zombies or not.

Also I didn't know if the dens would play a role in helping these zombies. If so, then I wouldn't succeed with my current power and armies.

Throwing armies like ditching away dirt wasn't going to work. My armies were helpless against the grand zombies, and the losses I'd suffer would backfire at me as more strong zombies would emerge.

Honestly speaking, this quest started to be a nightmare for someone like me. What should I do then?

To be honest, I only had limited options in front of me. Either I should deal with this problem from the root, or either I ignore it completely.

Taking down these dens proved to be quite a challenge now. These dens harboured more dangers than I originally thought. Dealing with each one would release a frightening enemy to deal with.

lacking any suitable way to deal with these, I'd end up getting trapped and burdened with long and tiring fights.

I wasn't worried about losses, after all armies were trained to join battles and suffer losses. But doing this would end up making me lose too much.

I didn't have dens as my only threat. I got the Hescos sneakily targeting my kingdom, and the expedition to invade other worlds.

Aside from these, I still had the golden quest which I knew wasn't going to be an easy trip at all.

Once I went to the golden quest, I wouldn't be able to come back and help if things went awry.

Thinking about this in a different light, I knew the dens were the least problems for me to word. Even if the dens were a source of nuisance for me and my kingdom, I knew I could handle this problem quite well.

Containing these dens wasn't a problem. The giant zombie dens at south and north were trapped by water for now. And the ones coming to shore were still few in number.

The only threatening dens were the two in mainland. And I already took my measures to counter their threats for now.

I might just need to go back and replenish the shields every now and then. Doing so would nullify such a threat and make the dens less scary and troublesome.

So I decided to shift my attention towards the other two problems. The expedition to the north was a must. But first I had to send people to the other worlds and start my counterattack.

Using this, the enemies lurking in the shadow around my kingdom wouldn't be able to stay out anymore. If my thoughts were right, then once I started hitting on their worlds, the Hescos here would be forced to move out.

They planned to stay hidden and wait for the right moment. After all, waiting for longer duration would make the fifth quest difficulty rise to new heights.

Thinking about this made me finally feel a little better. Since the start of the fifth quest, I felt like my hands were all forced.

And that was after all this time of preparations and making many plans in such regard. Thinking about the case if I didn't possess my second Earth, or I didn't plan like this made me feel a little cold all over my back.

Even after all these preparations, and with intense work of endless people and taking more than two years to prepare, things didn't look that good at all.

This fifth quest was more trouble than I expected. Was it a mistake to go all out and contend with Hescos at this time?

For a moment there, I felt little regret. However when I thought about the upcoming easy series of quests after this one, I knew my chance was at the fifth quest. Missing it would mean I'd lose any opportunity to attack the Hescos at all.

"Sigh! I have no other way than walking the road to hell and hope I'd end up winning," I muttered before turning to Loran, "prepare your people and be on stand-by for now."

"Are we going to hit these dens?" Even if he was obviously scared, he was also curious and eager to test these special dens.

"No," I slowly shook my head, "I'll have to do a few things first. I won't touch these dens until it's absolutely necessary."

"I see," Loran paused, "if so, can I lead my people around and kill zombies? We need more men with powers to have higher chances at these dens."

"Sure," I shrugged, "but don't throw yourselves at any dangerous place. Last thing I want to see is to lose a lot of your people."

"I understand," Loran bowed slightly, seemingly taking the wrong impression about my words. He then left and I stood in my place thinking about what I should do.

I felt like a beast getting chased and hunted down, ended up being trapped from all sides with many enemies.

If I got cornered then, what was the use of hesitating? I'd prefer to go all out, face all the enemies trapping and chasing me at once, and crush them once and for all.

It was dangerous and hard, but it wasn't impossible. My mind started to shift and think about my next move.

I had to send all the armies out at once. But to just invade the world without enough power to bring a sense of disaster upon those watching me here wasn't going to work.

"I have to use one of my trump cards then," I thought before I sent a message over to Lily and asked her to send all the weapons modified legions over to the capital.