I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

During the time I took to look for that nonexistent fiend, I never stopped controlling Hescos using my threads and techniques. Right now the entire world around me was like a spiderweb, filled with traces of my threads everywhere.

Lots of forces got entangled into my threads. But there was something that forced me to stop my tour around this region. My energy reached a balance at last inside my body.

This was a mark and a sign of the depletion of my bones. I had to go back and take out more bones or else I'd risk losing the energy at once, ending up in a bitter state.

Just as I passed through the opening, two things came into my mind. First I noticed how thick the attacks that landed over my chariot the moment I got near the opening.

These attacks returned the state of blindness again to my eyes. All I could see was flashes of bright lights that kept my eyes away from the world around me.

The second thing I noticed before becoming blinded was the dense number of forces in the hole. It looked like the entire hole got turned into a world of sand, filled with forces instead of air particles.

Without the need to think much about it, and even if I couldn't see anything, I gave the order to my fallen gods to return, attacking everything around again.

The previous time it took me almost ten minutes to come up from the bottom up to the highest point in the sky. I was moving slowly back then, and this time I also forced my chariot to fly slowly.

In theory, descending should be much easier than climbing up. But I didn't want to rush things up, giving my fallen gods the chance to devastate and kill as many of Hescos as they could while I was going down.

At the same time, I wanted my threads to keep doing their magic. Up till now, and after hours of controlling Hescos, I never gave an order for them to fight.

As I was taking my tour around the grand base of Hescos over there, I got a flash of insight about a crazy and scary idea that I could implement.

It might be a crazy one, but if succeeded, things would end a bit better than they should be.

As I went deeper, I finally got rid of such dense attacks and my vision returned back. The first thing I saw was that I was at the level where my shields were before getting broken.

I looked up and found out that the world was filled with deadly explosions and many dead bodies falling down like moths dancing around fire. The bodies of hundreds of thousands of Hescos or even millions were coming down like endless rain, crushing against anything and everyone in their descent.

I saw many of the Hescos up there getting hit by their dead and deeply wounded comrades, ending up bringing more down. These Hescos were brought down thanks to the devastating attacks of my fallen gods.

A single attack of my fallen god was enough to clear an area of any sort of life. And the scary thing about these attacks was the fact that they'd sustain for a longer time after the explosion.

That was the reason behind the constant death count increase even after descending all this down. The enemies were still trying their best to come down below and evade the devastated region.

But that was harder to do the closer they got to the bottom. The distance they could operate at was getting squeezed up and narrowed, depriving them of any chance to evade any deadly zones up there.

Their suits might help slightly in reducing the impact of damage of a single zone. But after passing through more zones, their suits were broken and they ended up being heavily wounded or even dead.

At least the end result would be for their suits to be decommissioned, stopping their ability to fly or easily jump down to the bottom.

Most of the Hescos descending were flying elites, and only a small fraction were normal ground forces. So this loss was meant to be heavy for the enemy.

Seeing this made me smirk evilly. Without thinking much about it, I asked my fallen gods to raise their weapons towards the direction of the opening, and release their deadly attacks non-stop.

At the same time, I took out lots of stat crystals and filled the entire chariot with it. If their energy got depleted, they could simply recharge up and resume attacking.

Doing this added more pressure over the descending Hescos. The entire place was at least five miles in radius in its strictest part, so it was still hard to stop the descent of everyone.

But doing so added a boost to the death machine going up there. As I did that, I turned my sight and looked down below and around.

Before leaving here, the forces were having a hard time containing the layers. I sent out many of my warriors before, attacking the first layer.

When I went up there I knew how futile doing this would do. I hoped before to take control of the layers one by one using my warriors and captured Hescos.

After going up there, I knew there was a slim chance for me to win this fight using such tactics. But to my surprise, and during the couple hours I was away, Sara led everyone and managed to clear the first zone for us.

And now she was leading everyone to fight over the second layer, aiming to get it under your control as well.

She was a daring girl indeed, one that I truly loved to have by my side.

But what was strange though was the fact that even after taking over this layer, the Hescos stopped showing up from it.

From what I saw up there, I knew Hescos would never run short on forces at this point. They got hundreds of millions up there, and I was sure the structure up there was connected with the layers down here.