I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

It was impossible to do it for now, and so I got another idea.

[Inform me of what continents our forces found safe and easy to control] I sent this over to Lily, [I plan to send the races over these continents. And from there, we can use them as the main fighting force, helping us to secure more continents faster]

[Ok, I'll keep you informed about this] she was smart enough to understand what I didn't say. And I didn't intend to explain myself in the first place.

It was time to go and get these races freed, start looking for bombs at the same time, and win this war.

I opened the portal towards the first location I spread fire and death at. I left at each of the ten worlds bubbles filled with my warriors, fighting the enemies and killing them. By now, I was sure the enemies inside these bubbles would be long dead. As for the fire exploding outside, I planned to fly on top of it if it didn't get extinguished by far.

The moment I arrived there, I was welcomed by a scene that was slightly different from what I thought.

There were my bubbles, check. My forces killed the enemy, check. There was the ocean of fire raging wildly outside, check. What was different though was the presence of an endless army of enemies flying over the fire, surrounding my shields, and trying their best to crack them open.
At the same time, my forces were fighting the enemy fiercely from within. The Kings were doing just great, and the battle seemed to run for a long time.

The enemy didn't care about how many troops they lost, looked very adamant on taking down my shields and killing my forces here.

If this happened here, it meant it was also happening at all the other places of the enemy homebases. It seemed the enemy decided to risk everything, use the suited troops, the fiends, and anything that could fly to come and attack my shields.

That was indeed quite the bold move, one that I didn't expect for them to take. But if they thought they could do it and win, then I got the obligation to prove them wrong.

If they wanted to play, then let me accompany them. I started to boost my strength, defence, healing, and speed using sacrifices. It took five hours to get everything done, and by then I was ready to start my revenge.

I didn't even stand inside my shields for a single moment later. I flapped my wings, and directly went towards the outside.


"Rally up," I shouted at my warriors inside the shield, "make sure to give them the hellish beating this time," I was holding my horn, and started to shout orders to all the flying units in my forces here.

The enemy thought they could break my shields and base here and at other places. Or in the worst cases for them, I'd get entrapped here, get forced to use my deadly bones again, blocking the path for them and myself to advance any further.

If they thought I did that before thanks to my inability, then they were wrong. I only did that to buy myself more time, to attend to other stressful and urgent matters.

And as I got everything sorted out, it was time for me to release my rage once and for all.

Sending millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions towards me? Humph! That was something that wasn't that close to stop me.

The moment I stepped out of the shields, it seemed as if the entire world turned all bright. Flashes of different deadly attacks came, and at this moment, I truly missed my chariot.

But that didn't mean I was without means to protect myself.

I started to fly, fly so damn fast. I was already fast to begin with thanks to my wings. And with the speed boost from my sacrifices, I could now flash like a bolt of lightning without getting even seen by anyone.

I kept passing through all the incoming attacks like a fast bird, but that wasn't truly enough to evade everything. The enemy released all of their mighty attacks towards me, and I got to find a way to deal with all of them.

Even by using speed, I couldn't deal with it all. So many attacks started landing at my body, and that was when my defence and healing sacrifices showed their true worth.

No matter how many times I got him, most of the destructive powers that fell on my body got decreased by my defence. And the damage I suffered, the wounds that came out from such attacks, all got healed.

Soon enough I penetrated deeply into the enemy lines. The moment I went inside, the magnitude of these attacks diminished greatly.

It wasn't thanks to the enemy being overall cautious and protective of their forces. They didn't even care about each other in the first place. But by being in the middle of enemy lines and troops, they worked as meat shields, blocking most of the attacks coming at me.

Flying in the middle of all of them looked as if I was borrowing the enemy's hands to kill other enemies around. And from the general look of it, it seemed as if everywhere I went by, tons of troops would fall wounded or dead, falling deep into the inferno hell down below.

It was a hectic battle from the start, and it became more hectic when I called out for my Kings. Those brutal beings started a killing feast the moment they appeared, killing all the enemies around, jumping from one place to another, from one body to another, killing everyone in their path.

I didn't just fly around the place. I knew if I planned to kill everyone here then it would take me forever. The enemy would keep pouring more troops than what I and my forces were killing. And that wouldn't serve my purpose, but the enemy's.