1212 A Burtal Fight
I used to strengthen warriors using stat crystals but left all of them back on Earth. I didn’t bring any with me, and didn’t take this possibility into consideration before.
Regretting wasn’t in my nature. And thinking about taking the warriors I left behind back and using them here wasn’t going to work either.
The warriors I left weren’t just for show. They had a great role in keeping my kingdom safe and sound.
Instead of that, I should take the harder route, take out warriors and give them stat crystals to feen on.
When that thunderous shout came, I was already starting to move.
“Attack freely,” I said to my fallen gods, “focus fire over the layers around.”
The first step was for me to take over the lowest layers. By doing this, I’d create space and buy my warriors time to consume stat crystals.
The next moment, the entire world flashed in bright and scary waves of light.
The attacks landed over my chariot’s firm and sturdy shield. Attacks also came from the outer layers, hitting the shield formed by my pillar.
Just from the earth shattering rumbling explosions I heard, I knew things weren’t right. The fierceness of all these explosions was something on the calibre of shredding my pillar’s shield.
Without any hesitation, and even before I could see the world amidst the flaring lights of attacks, I repeatedly used my pillar’s defensive shield, adding shields in layers one on top of another.
I didn’t need for all these attacks to stop to know what was the status of my defensive shield out there. My chariot was already filled to the brim with energy, enough to sustain tons of these attacks.
But my pillar’s shields weren’t the same. These shields have a limited amount of power. Once consumed, they’d be cracked and crushed.
If that happened, then more attacks would land at my chariot and the warriors I’d summon next. This would be quite dangerous.
My top priority here was to create a safe zone in such a hellish place for my forces to operate from. Failing in this step would hugely impact my plans negatively.
I kept using my defensive skill to support the upper high shield for ten minutes straight. During this, it wasn’t just my side getting hammered hard, but the enemy as well.
My fallen gods lived up to their names. Each strike held up an unimaginable amount of damage, destroying massive areas and obliterating these from any living souls.
The ground around the portal was filled to the brim with ground Hescos. I couldn’t initially tell how vast this area was until the ground got changed by the heavy fire on my side.
When I spotted it, I could tell the area was at least five miles in radius. It was a good space, but not enough to execute the next step of my plan.
So I waited for ten more minutes. During this, the attacks never ceased for one second. It looked like the entire world was attacking and fighting against me, which was quite scary.
The world all around was filled with blinding flashes of light. However after the second ten minutes passed, the attacks coming at my chariot got lessened, as the enemy lost tons of their forces in these twenty minutes.
I was standing just near the top of my pillar’s shield, yet I couldn’t tell if the shields were intact or not. I never dared to stop summoning shields even for one second, fearing that the rate of forming shields would barely compensate for their speed of destruction.
After twenty minutes, I knew it was time to start really fighting these dudes. I instantly summoned all the Bulltors and shield bearers I created, leaving behind the dragons for now.
Even if my fallen gods were doing so great, the sky all around was still filled with many Hescos flying like bees. Their speed was great, and their reaction was almost on par with the speed of the incoming attacks.
Seeing this made me realise these flying Hescos weren’t anything like the ones my forces fought before. They looked elite, top of the elites actually.
So even with their dense numbers, they swarmed around my chariot like locusts, attacking like headless flies at some point, and retreating and evading the attacks at other times.
Even if few got hit, that didn’t matter much. Weirdly when the devastating attacks of my fallen gods landed on these flying Hescos suits, something absorbed most of the shockwave produced by these scary attacks, ending up in limited area damage.
That made the Hescos more daring. I knew these flying Hescos would be painful, but I never expected their strength and suits to be so scary.
Yet it was enough for me to wait. Once I decided to summon my warriors, I dived my chariot and went deep closer to the ground before summoning them.
My top goal wasn’t just to summon them in close places to the surrounding first layer. I could simply do this on a whim. My aim was for my chariot to help in defending against the scary incoming attacks from these flying Hescos.
Just as I summoned my warriors, all I needed to do was to just think about the next order and they swiftly executed it.
The fallen gods tried their best to take down these annoying flying Hescos. However their main focus was still over the surrounding layers.
So when my warriors finally appeared, they found it easy to crush over the first layer without much difficulty.
The fight started to heat up over the first layer. Most of the forces out there were either killed or wounded. And that was also the same for the other few higher layers as well.
However the moment my warriors climbed and started the kill, part of the flying Hescos seemed to get orders and they started to head towards the first layer.
At the same time, tons of forces gushed out from the closed doors and high walls that covered the underground forts off my sight.
I knew this would happen, and that was why I kept my flying dragons off from the start.