I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

"I'll give each general one million of my precious soulers," I took out eleven million in one go, and said my words using the horn to make sure everyone down there listened as well, "make sure to not use them rashly. These soulers are enough to contain fiends and kill them. So don't waste their effort in dealing with weak and useless forces, right?"

"Yes, lord!'' They all shouted in unison, while I started to distribute such orders like listening to the words of the generals and killing any friends they saw to my soulers.

Then I left them to the generals to select and guide the one million each to their respective armies.

"What are you going to do now?" as everyone moved away, only Isac remained behind, "how do you plan to let us move down there?"

"The same trick," I shrugged, summoned my legion of twenty hundred thousand Avengers V. I knew I already arranged them before into teams, but right now I needed the help I could get from all.

"Listen up," I held my horn and started to issue them orders, "I have eleven armies that I want to move down to the ground. You have to create a circular path, wide enough to sustain the passage of an entire army on it. I need eleven of such paths, and they will move from this ground to the bottom…"

I started to explain further about the shape of these paths I had in mind. In general, they were like a coiling dragon descending from the heavens. And hopefully the enemy would die out of fear from seeing such eleven grand coiling dragons coming towards them.

"Go, spread yourselves into teams, and start making what I asked for…"

I just said the order, and when I thought they'd take a long time to get things prepared, they instantly moved in eleven directions and started to work.

The first wave of their abilities formed eleven wide silver lights that seemed to merge together.

Seeing this made me frown, and I instantly stopped them.

"Go first and scatter around," I ordered, "don't stick to one place, got it?"

If they kept doing this, then there wouldn't be eleven paths, but one grand one.

It might do the same purpose, but it'd be easier for the enemy to defend against.

After all, trying to defend against eleven points of intrusion was much harder than just defending against a single point.

And so they cancelled their initial ability, started to move around and it took almost ten hours for all of them to reach a different point from each other.

During this, I made sure the generals would each select one group of my Avengers V and lead their armies after them.

And then the Avengers started to form the paths in the same shape I had in my mind.

Each path was wide enough to span for a few miles in width, and it moved in a circular path towards the ground, coiling while moving downwards in a very shallow slope.

It was safe for my forces to walk down such paths, and it proved that way from the early batches that started to flood the already started to take form paths.

One thing I was inwardly worried about, which was the need for my Avengers V to go down there till the ground to make these paths. However such a worry was groundless as my Avengers just kept themselves over the silver ground high above, and controlled the entire magic from there.

Once the path coiled for more than ten rounds, a thing that happened in less than a minute, my forces from each army started to go down.

[Make sure to time your arrival] I noticed that by the many hours differences between each Avengers' group work, the eleven armies wouldn't arrive at the same time down there.

So I had to stress over this point. Even if the path was done, the general shouldn't take down his forces before others would arrive.

And with that, the beginning of our grand march towards the real ground started. I didn't realise how majestic or intimidating this looked until half of the distance was crossed.

I led my chariot to fly away from the ongoing progress of building these paths. And from my position, all I could see was grand pillars falling down from the sky.

They gave me the impression that the sky was falling. And that feeling wasn't anything like what I initially imagined, for dragons to be falling down from the sky.

It was as if the entire sky itself was falling apart and down! And that was on a totally different level of terror and intimidation.

And when noticing the thick forces marching over each path, it added another layer of terror on the entire scene.

Yet doing such a move took a long time to get done. After two days, we finally got closer to the ground.

During this time, I kept a close eye over the ground and noticed what I expected before. The enemy started to gather up arms and forces, calling for all the forces in the entire region and beyond to come here and help in the upcoming battle of defence.

They had time to call forces from tens of miles away, but they didn't have enough time to modify any existing defences.

So they had to make use of what they got here, and that might be the only good news here.

By any means, the initial clashes between my forces and them would be quite brutal and bloody. I doubted that even with the help of my forces coming from high ground, the initial classes would end in our victory from the start.

The enemy called their entire forces here, including the fiends. I sat my attention over these enemies, as I knew they were the most formidable and hard to counter ones down there.

The plan of Isac and Legend stated that I'd take the role of dealing with all the fiends in the entire zone. However the enemy didn't group them in a big single army. Instead they scattered them among their ranks and defending forces.