I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Seeing this war marvel fighting on my side and all these forces launching hell over my enemies was pretty damn cool.

I couldn’t say I liked this, I loved it!

I stood motionless in place, just feeling the same amazement my forces had. As for my enemies, they were petrified out of pure shock and immense fear.

Facing such a deadly war machine from the air was an unexpected move. I bet even these two meticulously prepared lords never saw this coming.

Hahahaha, I loved it!

“Don’t stand like this, they are on my side,” I held my horn and spoke to my soldiers this time, “advance!”

I pointed out my glaive and took the first move to the front. My chariot flashed and the next moment I jumped off, landed on top of one of the three major walls, and started killing.

“Make sure to cover up my boys on the ground,” I didn’t forget to give this order before jumping and joining the fight.

For once I wanted to feel the fun of killing enemies with my glaive. And frankly… This feeling of being mighty and unstoppable was priceless!

I never felt this way, ever before!

I kept moving around the walls, a single man holding his glaive, fighting against a huge bunch of giant soldiers holding their weapons and trying to resist.

Yet each and single weapon was crushed under the might of my glaive. Saying it was deadly was an understatement.

I kept moving, killing all the enemies in my path, while enjoying this.

“Your walk will end here,” and just in less than ten minutes, I spotted a group of a hundred, walking in such calm steps towards me.

Few held spears, few held shields, and lots of them held swords. They were all giants, cladded in heavy armour from head to toe.

Only their eyes appeared, and I couldn’t tell the looks of their faces even from such curves on their cheeks.

They looked troubled, I could sniff that from miles away.

“And who is going to stop me from walking through this lovely piece of land?” Even if I smelled trouble from them, it wasn’t enough to make me lose my cool.

“We will,” one of them said, while landing his heavy sledgehammer on the wall, creating little trembling there.

They were indeed fierce! But who said I was the weakling I was before?

Right now… I was supported with my sacrificial boosts and my mighty glaive. Let me see then who was stronger, who was fiercer, and who would kill the other.

“Come on, show me what you got,” I taunted them by motioning my hand for them to come, “if I liked you, I may leave few alive to work for me.”

“Humph! Kill him, let us show the lord the might of our sacred knights again! Attack!”

That dude seemed like this little group’s leader.

Who said numbers mattered? This little group of a hundred was indeed capable of standing against an army and crushing it.

But for their bad luck, they stood against a single man who was much stronger than any army they faced.

*Clang!*

The first to step forward was the ones holding their shields. Unlike any shield soldiers I saw fighting before, these dudes were quite reckless and fierce.

Any shield bearer would wait for his foe to come to stop the attack. However they moved first, ran and even ended up jumping high in the air, landing at me with their shields like they were holding axes or swords!

And when they just were landing at me, a group of spear and sledgehammer holders jumped off their heads.

It was clear how fierce and deadly this tactic was. I’d even go to say not a single enemy they faced would stand tall against such a combined attack.

From the front, shield soldiers would keep me busy and make sure I’d end up losing any chance of attacking. And from top, these soldiers were coming for my head.

I could easily summon my chariot, use its shield and protect myself. However right now I felt a strange adrenaline running through my veins.

I fought for a long time while being on top of my chariot, and it seemed I lost lots of great moments while doing this.

Fighting head on, taking danger with one’s glaive and strength was awesome! And at this moment, I decided to honour such fierce fighters and match their might and tactics with mine.

*Rumble!*

I didn’t do anything but duck, take a half circle around myself while expanding my glaive to the limit horizontally.

And what happened next was for the group of shield bearers to bear the might of my glaive. They got sturdy and capable shields, I could give them that.

However even if they could stop harm from coming at me, they couldn’t stop the fierce strength in my glaive.

They were thrown in the air, like a bomb just exploded and sent them flying.

And with a single step, I bypassed the zone of danger while holding my glaive and watching the group landing from midair and hitting nothing but empty air.

“I’m here,” and before any would regain their composure, I slammed against their backs with my glaive, sending each and every single one of them flying off the walls.

Would they die if they fell from such height? From over one hundred metres tall walls?

Well, this was their thing to worry about. As for me, I just cleared over forty off the fight.

And there were still sixty remaining.

“You… Are strong,” the leader seemed to be shocked by this, “I love it!”

“I can only return your words back, I also love it, hahahaha!”

“Attack!”

He just bought a few seconds to wipe off the shocking feeling his little and elite soldiers got from my little show.

And I knew it. Yet I didn’t interfere to stop them.

Such a group… Sigh! Why wouldn’t they just change their coats and start serving me? I wasn’t a bad lord, right? I could give them tons of battles to immerse themselves in.