I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

The area my forces were securing right now was huge. Just stretching out the forces into the grand circle around the sturdy shields took almost half of the entire forces present at that world.

If these two generals decided to hold their positions for a few hours, then the coming warriors would join them and increase their numbers. Also the weapons would be in position to join the battle and with the new ammunition they'd be able to take down any enemy standing in their path.

However this didn't happen. And the forces kept fighting such desperate battles without proper reasons. I looked at the general battle, not knowing what was going on in the heads of Legend and the other grand general.

Legend and that grand general proved to be smart enough to not fall into such silly mistakes. So I waited, patiently observing the entire battlefield without blinking.

I knew there must be a good reason for them to do so. And I hoped that reason would be worth such sacrifice.

Just while I was waiting for their trick up their sleeve to come into light, I saw the ground in the middle of my forces suddenly cave down as many holes appeared.

Dammit! These were the underground Hescos legions!

Seeing this made me feel very enraged. I knew this was a perfect opportunity for the Hescos, one that their leaders wouldn't let slip by their fingers at all.

On one hand, my generals let a chance to fall a step back and recuperate slip by. And on the other hand, the enemy finally found a break point and moved towards it with all their might.

As the holes appeared, I spotted a large number of flying Hescos coming from the deepest parts of this grand defensive structure.

The Hescos never sent any more flying legions after their last big loss. I saw many flying Hescos appearing before they were called back and vanished. So seeing these flying ones again didn't surprise me.

This seemed the last bit of flying forces the Hescos could muster. And they mixed them with the deadly ambush coming from the underground Hescos.

The Hescos at last found their rhythm back. They were fighting in the most perfect formation they could use in any battle, the most familiar formation they were used to fighting with.

This looked bad! Seeing the exhausted and over stretched forces facing such deadly attacks from the air and the holes made me envision losing most, if not all of them.

Wrong... this was all wrong! I looked at the massacre that started with deep rage. At this moment, I felt what the Hescos previously felt when they were this close from winning and then lost.

I clenched my fists, controlling the urge to go directly towards that world. Being there would turn things around, but I'd have to pay a hefty price to correct such mistakes made by the two generals.

Did they get overwhelmed by the continuous victories they achieved so far? Were they over their heads and missed the right moment to act humble and retreat?

Just when I was feeling like being in hell, I saw a sudden change happening out there.

The Hescos seemed to throw everything over this attack. The number of the underground Hescos coming was already in millions. As for the incoming ground forces on their side, they didn't pale in comparison.

I could see tens of millions coming fast from the deeper parts of this defensive structure. These forces seemed like the elites reserved for the last stand battle. And this one looked like this.

My last hope was for the far away warriors to find a way to come directly to aid my entrapped forces. It looked like a miracle, one that seemed impossible to happen.

No matter what I thought about it, my forces out there were doomed!

But the miracle I hoped for happened, and it didn't come from the direction I anticipated.

My focus was divided over the entire battlefield. Until the grand number of elites appeared at that battle, my warriors were still so far away from it.

​ I knew it was already a lost case. Even if I held little hope for it to turn around, even if this hope was as slim as a thin paper, it was crushed now.

I watched the incoming elite forces joining the fight. The lines entangling out there got crushed and acted like a grand earthquake just hit the land.

Yet when I looked closer, I couldn't help but open my mouth wide. The forces that came, no matter how I looked at them, they all looked like my warriors!

I even saw many weapons made by my research department in the mix. Deadly waves of attacks landed over the Hescos and their forces, claiming endless lives in mere minutes.

On top of that, the forces that came spread all over the place, fought against everyone around, killing their way all over the place.

In just a few minutes, the entire situation looked hectic and crazy like it was a dream. I couldn't even understand what was going on out there, but one thing was certain; this was going to be my victory!

The Hescos who appeared from the ground holes or flew in the sky were now entrapped again. Their connection with the back forces of theirs was cut sharp by the suddenly appearing forces of mine.

Without any more surprises, my forces cleaved their path through the bodies of their enemies, marking a grand circular region around the Hescos using the blood of their foes.

The entire battleground went berserk! Everyone was fighting against everyone. The number of my warriors out there was simply hard to believe.

Up till the end of my sight, there were warriors fighting against the Hescos and their forces. With the fact that the Hescos already sent out their elite forces at the forefront, the entire fight didn't look that hard in my eyes.