I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

When I looked, tens of million of Hescos were already standing apart from the ongoing brutal battle. Few Hescos tried many times to attack them, but they always failed and ended up turning sides at the end.

Seeing such a scene made me even more shocked and delighted. It was indeed a scary ability, and now I have enough power to change this entire battle.

"Not now," but against my desire, I controlled myself and kept these Hescos at wait. I simply started to bind them first using my contracts, releasing the threads controlling their bodies before releasing them again against other Hescos.

At the same time, I checked the current status of the bones. To my surprise, I realised that the balance didn't just happen thanks to the increasing number of threads formed from the controlled Hescos.

Many of the bones I took out were exhausted already, turned into piles of dust on the ground. Thanks to that, the pressure over my body vanished after one hour.

"Should I take more out or what?" I was a little hesitant about that. If I took more bones out, then the old pressure would resurface once more and make me feel the same struggle.

If I waited, the bones might all get exhausted at one point, making me face great danger.

Both options weren't that great actually. And after pondering it for a few minutes, I decided to go with the choice of having more energy.

Having more energy was always better than just expending my own energy and ending up with nothing.

I took out lots of bones and started to absorb them again. As expected, I felt the same threatening pressure of immense energy coming from these bones.

However, just when I was about to endure and make my best to invade more Hescos, I felt an earth shattering quake that came from the high above.

I raised up my head and saw my shields showing massive cracks, giving me the impression of being on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

This was pretty much expected. After all, once I stopped following the enemy's play, the threatening hits paused all this time.

But it seemed they made up their minds. They were going to break through the shields and join this battle.

Even if that meant my forces would end up facing tons of elites, including the frightening colossal fiend waiting behind that shield layer, that was something I could live with.

My techniques were doing great right now, and more Hescos were going to be under my control. My only disappointment and regret was that the Hescos controlled here were all weak.

If the enemy was this generous to throw the elites towards me, then I wouldn't say no to such a thing.

I knew at any moment now, the shields up there would be demolished into nothing. Instead of staying down below, I controlled my chariot and moved high towards the sky.

I kept my concentration over channelling the scary amount of energy through my body and towards my right arm mainly. Yet I kept little focus over the shields up there. Once destroyed, my right arm threads would sprint up there and invade the incoming Hescos.

I thought about warning Sara and others, but figured out that wasn't needed. Such grand changes were perceived by everyone here, and I already gave her a head up warning before.

*Crack!* *Crack!* *Boom!*

Just before five minutes passed, the shield high above was crushed into nothing. The deep cracks expanded and filled the entire surface of the shield zone, turning it into specks of light before turning into nothing in the next second.

And then doors of hell opened on its fullest from both sides.

Once the shields got smashed, I didn't hesitate to throw all the threads up towards the zone above the broken shields. And at the same time, tons of forces descended, attacking at the same moment.

I saw bright flashes of light falling from high above, meeting up with my chariot's shield, ending up blinding me from seeing anything for long minutes while my chariot's shield began to tremble and show cracks as well.

Yet unlike the shields produced by my pillar, my chariot's shield was constantly supplied by the energy stored in my chariot. The cracks that developed were healed almost the moment they appeared. And the attacks that came down were being repelled again and again without any risk of truly crushing my shield.

The price I'd pay for that would come from the stored energy in my chariot. But to me it was nothing much. If my chariot's energy reserve got near depletion, then I'd simply add more energy crystals to it and keep it running.

As the shields got destroyed, I didn't stop in my place anymore. I made my chariot rise higher up, up to the upper zone of this immense and complicated defensive fortress.

I wanted to see everything they got, wanted to see and assess their offensive and defensive abilities. If the Hescos kept something secretive at first, then at this stage of the fight they'd have to use most of their fighting abilities.

The moment I decided to rise up with my chariot, I felt like the entire world was coming against me. Even if the shield of my chariot was still unbreakable, it was getting hit with fierce powers enough to impact its ascending speed.

For long minutes, I couldn't see anything through the thick veil of lights covering the entire world around me. Even my threads and techniques didn't help me see anything at all.

If not for the scary suction speed of the threads, I'd suppose that my threads got smashed into pieces at some point.

After ten minutes of struggling and seeing nothing, I finally stood up to some point away from all the incoming attacks.

To my shock, I found myself standing over the ground for almost a mile. It meant the enemy down below kept attacking me even when my chariot ascended way above the level of the ground.