I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

When I looked around the world, I got another shock.

The fortress built here was built over the concept of digging out ground. The depth of this hole was more than a mile down to the lowest bottom.

I thought the enemy would surround this region for a few miles and focus on supporting the defences down below. But to my surprise I saw the ground covered up with dense and complicated defences, resembling the ones my forces crushed before at the other Hescos world.

It was the same type of defences, filled with walls, towers, and underground holes. For a moment I imagined these holes on the ground getting connected with the underground forts through the long and complicated design of underground tunnels.

If that was true, then the Hescos didn't just depend on one type of defence to face me. They used two complicated and very advanced defensive designs to deal with me and my forces.

It instantly darkened my face. I thought by crushing the hole filled with many layered defences things would be over. Yet I truly underestimated the resolve of my enemies.

They made it like hell for me. Even if I took control over the hole filled with defences, it wouldn't be over.

In fact… It would be just the beginning!

Realising this made my heart palpitate in worry. Could my forces be able to crush this place and take over this world? Could we win this?

Of course if I used everything I had, allowed most of my stored up forces and armies to come here and join this fight, then crushing this place would be possible.

But if I did that, I'd risk losing my ability to invade other worlds. Besides, if the Hescos were able to do such awesome work in a few days, what would they do if I waited for a few weeks or even months before invading them?

Such a thought was scary. Such an enemy should be crushed early on or else things would end up pretty bad for me.

Aside from the terrifying scene of defences stretching over tens of miles in radius around here, the entire place was filled to the brim with Hescos troops and their supporting races.

When I fought before against Hescos in that deep pit, I thought I was doing great in kiting their forces down. But seeing such a scary scene in front of me made me have a wry smile on my face.

I truly underestimated such foe without doubt. Even if I killed ten times the forces I already killed and controlled, it wouldn't be enough to shake this grand force down.

I needed to do something else, I had to take down much more of their forces or else nothing good would end up in this fight.

I thought about taking out forces and sending them to fight these Hescos out here. Doing this would force the Hescos to divide up their forces on two fronts, and it might help in reducing the pressure over the whole fight.

But in return, the forces I'd send here would end up isolated and killed at the end. No matter how much I took, they'd end up dead. And in the long run, this would result in a great loss without getting much advantage.

The other way I had was to keep fighting at this pit until I'd emerge victorious. However, this would prove to be quite challenging.

In my eyes, this was a very hard to crack nut. But from my enemy perspective, the pit was like a grinding place, a trap formed to keep my forces at bay and at the same time, stop my forces from stepping outside and control this world.

It was indeed a strike of brilliance. And without any doubt, anything I'd select would place me and my forces at great disadvantage.

"Wait a minute…" I looked around and couldn't see a shadow of that supposed behemoth I thought I'd face, "where is that dude then?"

During all this time, the shields were hammered fiercely by a scary fiend. But when I got to this point, I could only see Hescos, weapons and gears all over the place, and supporting races as well.

There was no trace of that scary thing. Where did it go? I looked around, used my Hawk Eye skill and kept examining the entire place one time after another.

Yet after half an hour of constant search, I couldn't spot it. I looked everywhere around the pit, inside the pit, and even flew for tens of miles around trying to find it.

I even flew higher, thinking it might be obscured from my vision by the sky. Yet after flying and searching for an entire hour, I failed to find anything.

"That means one thing… That thing never existed in the first place…" it was such a strange thing to think about, but it was the only thing I could think of.

If such a scary thing was here, it'd be fighting my forces in the pit or at least standing on the edge of it. Right now I moved towards the edge of this pit, looked over the forces stationed there and the built up defences while being lost in thought.

If such scary things weren't here, then that meant the ones who took my shield down were the paragons and leaders of this grand army here.

I watched the weapons and gears installed all over the opening and sloppy edge of the pit. Nothing there was enough to pose a threat against my shields in the way things happened at.

It meant the paragons and leaders of this race in this world used priceless treasures to tear up my shields. And from the look of it, these treasures were limited in usage or got a flaw against me.

If not, then these folks would keep hammering the forces of mine down below after breaking the shields. But they didn't. All they did was to send out a flood of enemies down through the opening, fighting against my forces there.