I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



"Full speed forward! Attack like hell! And consume these stat crystals if you ever need energy!" I shouted, while throwing tons of stat and energy crystals to fall in the middle of my bubble.

That was the greatest advantage of my chariot. It made anywhere look like home to me, no matter where or what.

Even if I was flying in the middle of all these enemies, this deadly fire, and in the middle of a huge red dot on the map, I still got a place to be called home, a place that was enough for me to deploy anything as if it was my backyard.

"Keep attacking!" when my chariot was going slowly, it felt like my fallen gods were just slacking around, lazily attacking.

There was no challenge at all! Just one hit and it was done? How come this even be called a street fight? A kids fight? No way!

So when I increased my speed, the chariot started to flash like it was a ray of light. Accordingly, the entire shield got stacked with tons of metallic shielded gatherings of the enemies.

And then a real massacre occurred.

These enemies were already hard to deal with. The Exomachines got such sturdy external layers of hard metals. But against the new shield of my chariot, the deadly fire raging wildly out there, it seemed like they got their defences exhausted.

So it wasn't a surprise to see lots of these hard to crack shells getting slaughtered either from me or my fallen gods.

I kept opening the map, and checking it with every update. The places I flew through seemed like it wasn't big at first. But when I checked the map, it proved that I really crossed large areas during the past few hours.

I could see my place, but that wasn't the point. What I saw was for the entire areas I passed through to be emptied from any red dots.

"I have to return," I kept flying at top speed for ten hours, crossing over a thousand miles. But once I came out, and as I checked the map, I realised that I had to return.

There were lots of forces here that could be easily killed without the need to trouble myself or my forces with any direct clashes. So I turned my chariot around, letting it spur into the ocean of deadly fire.

The ones who escaped the reach of this fire weren't just the Exomachines and the ones protected by them. Anyone with wings or the ability to fly, like the suited troops for example, managed to rise high up, higher than the reach of my fire, and evade the disaster.

But flying that high didn't save them from me, or from my chariot's shield. As I expanded the chariot's shield to reach a very wide range, then even the ones who thought themselves smart and ran high to the clouds were also caught!

With me here, not even a fly would dream to run away. And unlike my recent battles, this one was the start of a new trend, the total annihilation war!

I didn't need to run to save something, or battle in another place, or another enemy. This time, it was the right time to start putting an end to all of this.

And so I'd not leave a place here without making sure to kill every single one of my enemies in it. Like this, I started to roam this region, the area filled with my deadly fire, and kept circling it until I finally covered everything.

The fire was still raging wildly, but on the map a small white dot appeared there in the middle of all this redness. The enemies in this region got all exterminated. And without even a single moment of pause, I took out my staff, jumped back to the edge of the fire area, before activating another bone and releasing it!

Fire spread, enemies got trapped into my shield, and my forces and I never stopped killing all. I kept moving and clearing one place after another, while a certain person didn't show her face up to me yet.

That leader of the enemy forces was missing. She was either too shocked and scared to meet me right now, and decided to run as far away as possible from here, praying that I'd not end up meeting her at some point.

Or… She was scheming something new, something that'd topple my current fighting tactic.

To be honest, I leant more towards the second scenario. Such a fiery lady wouldn't let her grudges down, especially against a man, especially against me.

But no matter what she was cooking, I didn't care. Even if this tactic got foiled, I'd find another way to crush these forces. I wasn't without options here.

As she didn't show up for days, I kept moving from one region to another, spreading death like cancer, expanding the white zone on the map even further.

After some time of doing this, my fallen gods became experienced in doing this. They even arranged themselves in different lines and levels, so they'd all hit the densely packed metallically armoured enemies, before others would pop up and get killed as well.

Everything was going just fine until I noticed something…

"A tactical retreat, huh?" I started to notice that the redness around me began to fade away. It wasn't that clear at first, but after six days of continuous battling, I started to see it clearly.

That meant she decided to call back her forces, not make the last standing battle here. "So you are really up to something? Fine, you run away and I'll just start digging the bombs out!"

I didn't mind this move. Even if she tried to do something, using the map, I'd be able to see where she was scheming all this.

I didn't need to search for long. In the next two days, I spotted a far away continent that was filled with lots of growing red dots.