I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I was already at the outskirts of the city. The city wasn't that big to begin with, filled with ruins already.

The last fight was so brutal enough to create more damage than this. Yet I didn't care about the city for now. Taking down that shield and that Hector race held a higher priority to me.

After all, it was a practical test on how to bring down that big shield.

"Listen up," I turned to my fallen gods, "focus all of the attacks over that one shield," I pointed towards the most important shield here, the one surrounding the large pillar.

It was protected with at least three hundred of the Hector race. I could attack other places, but this one still held the most importance and value to me.

*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!* *Crack!*

The shield was already showing fine cracks. Though they were much milder than other shields, yet with the focus of all my fallen gods' attacks over it, its cracks expanded and deepened with each passing second.

The shield tried to gather up the energy and repel it. I noticed that the speed it was working in such a way became slightly faster while the scales of all the Hectors inside the shield were shining with different colours of light.

Yet I simply kept my chariot moving all the time. I moved in a wide circle and at such controlled speed to make it impossible for that shield to hit me or my boys at all.

The shield kept cracking and those Hectors inside it kept trying their best to stabilise it. At some point, it was impossible to keep the shield intact. So they instead gave up amending and supporting the shield, pointing everything towards me.

All I saw was a myriad of lights coming towards me at a terrifying speed. I was already activating the chair in its highest form, so these attacks all landed safely over my chariot's shield.

Sparks of red, yellow, and green lights blossomed in front of my eyes, even to the degree of briefly blinding me. It was amazing, as this was enough to tell me how strong these rays of light were.

But it was just all this. The next moment as I regained my sight, the shield was already smashing and those inside were finally unprotected.

And then the world was ushered under deafening roars of pain and agony, coming from the throats of those Hectors inside the broken shield.

Their voices weren't that harsh at all, they were sharp and slightly melodic. Yet with such high pitched screams, it felt like my eardrums were this close from bursting open.

Luckily my boys' attacks landed again, wiping them out from the surface of this world. I heaved a sigh of relief, as this was something I didn't want to experience again.

My ears ached, but I ignored this pain and looked at the bright side. I finally found a way to crack open this shield.

Despite this working on the small shield, there was no guarantee it would work over the big one. Also that last act of resistance from that race made me a little unsure about the effectiveness of such a way against the big shield.

So to put it simply, I had to keep that race forces busy while landing heavy blows over the shield. Of course I didn't forget about the three holes I spotted… I built my entire plan over these holes.

But I wasn't carried away by this… After all, fighting this race would be a hard task without doubt. Thinking that by myself I'd be able to crush them was a mistake, a big mistake to be honest.

I had to act like the vanguard, the tip of the spear. All my efforts should be directed towards one goal; attacking and crushing that shield or at least creating a wide gap, enough for my forces to pass through.

"Attack that shield," as I crushed one shield, I didn't show any mercy to the nearest one from here. I randomly selected one, while leading my chariot directly towards that pillar.

It lost all the support from the forces down there. Yet even if the strong Hectors were killed by my boys' attacks, that pillar didn't show any sign of damage, or even shook once.

It only shone brightly for one minute before it started to lean to one side. It seemed that light coming from it was enough to shield it against my fallen gods' attacks.

"Trying to run? Humph!" Yet just as I got near it, almost this close from grabbing it with my two hands, it suddenly shook and flew at a fast pace to the opposite side.

Strange! First time to meet such a gear, like being possessed or something.

Yet trying to outrun my chariot? In her fully powered version? That was just a dream!

*Fwoosh!*

I was holding back my chariot's speed until this moment. Trying to run? Then let me show you what the meaning of speed was!

My chariot just flashed, and I didn't let it fly with its full speed fearing I might miss that idiotic pillar. "Come to papa," yet my speed was fast enough to get me to it in just a blink of an eye.

I only stretched my arm, grabbed it as my chariot kept moving. The speed of my chariot crushed that pillar momentum, making it lose any power to resist.

"Go inside!" Yet as I tried to stop my chariot, turn around to attack other shields here, that pillar started to grow restless again.

Frankly holding this big pillar wasn't good at all. Adding to its resistance, I decided to store it in my inventory first before doing anything else.

Yet I was met with another obstacle, one that I never imagined.

[The pillar of Hector race prime is resisting your desire to store it]

[You can overrule its ownership by paying any of the high currencies you have]

[For example: your blessing points, your soul points, and your favour points]

[For each currency, the price would differ accordingly]

[Please choose wisely as that pillar can reject your offer and you'll lose your chance in subduing it]