I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

But when I used my hawk skill and got my chariot a little higher, I realised it wasn’t a gate like that.

It was a gap! A hole in the top of such a sturdy shield! I was surprised to see it, so much tempted to go and try it out.

From my distance far away from this big hole, I could tell that air currents were moving inside like getting sucked ceaselessly. I didn’t know what purpose this hole had for this defensive shield, but it was good news to me.

Yet just before I could think about what I should do about this, my chariot ascended a little higher and there I found another happy surprise.

This hole… It wasn’t just one! I spotted two other dot-like holes at the far distance from here. Even with my hawk skill activated, I could only see these two as small dots, recognised by the air current entering through these like torrents.

“Three holes… Three cities… Hmm, interesting thing indeed,” I muttered to myself while deciding to go and further inspect these holes after taking down that city.

For now, my top priority was to get total control over that city first.

Just as I shifted my attention towards the not far away city, I noticed another interesting thing there.

Humans… an army of humans that would reach a couple of thousand in number was fighting against herds of monsters and races like the ones I was fighting against.

Yet the most remarkable thing was that these monsters and races weren’t alone. They were accompanied by a few groups of weird looking races, each group of almost a hundred of them.

This weird race looked like a giant covered up with fine scales. It reminded me of that bad luck magnet girl of the DIWI impact; Sissy.

They had slim bodies compared to their giant statues that reached almost four to five metres. Looking exactly like a fine sexy human girl, a giant human sexy girl covered with small and soft looking fine pale yellow, green, and red scales.

From far away they looked noticeable thanks to these scales. Yet I couldn’t see their faces clearly even with my hawk skill. But from what I saw, this race held a higher position than the rest, ruling over the armies attacking the cities while bringing different weapons and weird looking gears with them.

The most common gear I spotted were war ballistae, resembling that of mine over the board of my chariot yet much smaller. Yet the bolts they released weren’t any weaker than my big girl here.

Putting in mind that these ballistae were smaller, lightier, and could be operated with a small group of ten normal races, it became clear how better they were compared to mine.

But they didn’t bring too many of these, only less than five hundred of them. On another note, there was some sort of a shining pillar of light, stretching to reach one hundred metres in height.

It emitted a blinding yellow and red colour from time to time, like it had a beating heart or something.

There was only one such pillar, and it was carried by one group that was surrounded by five others. From the look of it, this thing seemed pretty important to this race.

“Go and save the city,” even before I’d reach there, I summoned my soulers on the ground and gave such an order with a loud shout, “protect humans, and kill everyone else!” I added, announcing my appearance in such a loud and domineering way.

“You, go and stop the reinforcements coming from outside,” as for my flying dragons, I gave them such an order. After all, I was coming here and bringing lots of enemies with me. It was enough with the current enemy forces, not needing to add more to the mix to be honest.

“You… start aiming at these groups first,” as for my fallen gods, my other warriors here in the chariot, I gave that order while pointing my glaive towards the weird races groups.

Even with such a large number of enemies here, taking down their generals was the best course of action. If I dragged this fight more than needed, things might become more complicated here.

My fallen gods launched their attacks first. Their ultimate attacks landed and took away lots of these races’ lives out of surprise.

It seemed this race didn’t know how to fight. That was weird. Wait a minute… Don’t tell me this was the Hectors?

After all I was pretty much sure that any race in this apocalypse, especially in this region where I was active, was much aware of my way of fighting.

Just the first wave of attacks took away almost two thirds of this race’s lives. What remained wasn’t that much, scattered in many places, while the groups surrounding that weird looking pillar lost more than half.

“Keep firing,” I didn’t hold back my boys, “don’t miss those surrounding that tall shining stick.”

Yet the next wave of attacks was doomed to fall short. Just before my boys would launch the second group of attack, this race used some sort of a tool to launch a protective shield around them.

The shield wasn’t that much different from the one surrounding the cities. Just absorbing the incoming attacks, taking a long minute to gather the energy up before releasing it against me again.

Yet in that minute, I didn’t stand idle. After all, I have already tested this kind of shield more than once already.

“Keep firing,” I stressed over, “don’t mind those damn shields!”

If the shield could absorb and retaliate any kind of attack, it also needed time to do so. During this minute, I abruptly changed the position of my chariot, letting my boys hit these shields again and again and again.

With each attack, these shields got thinner as if they were overstretched. Just as the first attack was repelled, hitting nothing but empty air, the shields started to show fine cracks all over its surface.

“It can be brought down this way then…” my eyes flashed in realisation as I decided to change the approach against these shields.