I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I only closed my eyes and left the fight with little hopes that it would end with our win. The next moment I returned to the raging fight inside my shadow.

That silver white whirlpool was now getting fiercer than before! The amount of energy it sucked away was accelerating at a terrifying rate.

If this really continued, then forget about my entire bone reserve, nothing could satisfy the gluttony of that silver white hole of mine.

Yet I kept directing energy without pause towards my shadow. After some time, what I feared became true.

That silver white hole’s absorption power became higher than the rate of energy that bone could provide! And when that happened, a new change occurred.

I feared that it would work towards my body’s energy first. But what happened was for this white hole to clash with the black hole in the feet region of my shadow.

The fight started without warning. Just when my energy supply became unsatisfactory, that white hole moved its attention directly towards that black hole.

And like a world war, the fight between the two holes was epic!

The two were as fierce as hungry tigers. They didn’t show any signs of backing off, creating massive shockwaves of energy that started to hit my body.

And again my dantian and meridians were pressured and on the verge of collapse. Yet the energy coming from the bone helped in repairing any damage happening to my spiritual power net.

At this point, the black energy coming from the bone was mostly consumed by my body. It was turned into silver white energy and started repairing any damage happening to my dantian and meridians.

At first I worried that my newly awakened dantian and newly opened meridians would crash under such tedious battle.

But as time passed, I noticed something interesting. With each shock and repair, my dantian became wider and my meridians got thicker and sturdier.

It was like my body was getting tempered with all this. It wasn’t a disaster as I mistook before, it was an opportunity.

Returning back to the clash ongoing in my shadow, I could tell the two holes wouldn’t concede until one of them would exhaust the other’s power reserve.

Yet the end result energy of this clash was so beneficial to me. So I left this clash going without even thinking about stepping in.

I could have pushed more energy again into that white whirlpool of mine. Yet that would prove to be pointless. If I did that, would my whirlpool stop clashing with that black hole then?

Would I lose such a rare tempering opportunity?

I kept my eyes focused over my body instead. Every crack created and repaired left my dantian and meridians stronger than before.

I didn’t know how long this continued. But at some point, the black energy coming from that bone became scarce, before a kick in happened and another rise occurred.

I knew that another bone was added to the mix at this point. And I didn’t even bother with opening my eyes at all to check what was going on outside.

I had no objection to using the two bones I got out. I needed their energy to help my body to sustain much longer.

But what would happen when the two bones got consumed? Would I get more bones out? Or shouldn’t I do that?

What would happen if I didn’t do that? Would that clash start hurting my body then?

I got questions without answers, but despite that I decided to stop.

Cultivation seemed to be like a bottomless pit! This clash seemed to take forever to end. So delaying time wouldn’t do me any good. Especially when a big fight was going on outside.

I had to put an end to this fight after the two bones got consumed. The noticeable thing here was the fact that the newly added bone was releasing a dense amount of energy into my body.

The rate it started with wasn’t even close to the rate the first bone started gushing its energy into my body. It started pouring energy at the highest last rate of the first bone.

That meant this bone wouldn’t last as long as the first one! After all, its grade was also weaker by one grade than the first bone.

And my estimations proved to be right! This bone didn’t last even for two hours before its energy became scarce again and another gush appeared.

The third bone was added to the mix.

Like the second one, this bone didn’t last for a couple hours.

Then by its energy going scarce, this cultivation process of mine reached an abrupt end!

Everything happened so fast. Just when the energy going into my body ceased to exist, the fierce clash that lasted for hours stopped without warning.

It was like the two holes reached a conclusion and agreement together. Once there was no gush of energy into my body, the clash stopped and the two holes called back their forces.

When that happened, I finally got to see the end result of all this. My cloned dantian wasn’t as small as before. It was already the size of my closed fist.

But that wasn’t the remarkable thing. What was remarkable though was the presence of such a net around that dantian.

It looked as if this dantian was surrounded with a net of light. It was similar to my meridians, yet it wasn’t as dense as my body meridians.

Also these meridians were thin and weak. My meridians now were thick and strong, enough to be called tubes and not threads.

Just watching this site made me see through it. I realised after some point that I had the ability to draw energy from my body to here. I also had the power to add more meridians, making this simple looking net turn into a far more complex one. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

I wanted to try, but I knew I wasted so much time here. So I just got a fast tour around my dense meridian network and dantian, making sure things were alright there.

Then I opened my eyes and returned to the real world.

The moment I did that, I was met with a shocking scene. The world all around was filled with thick tongues of thunder, created by a gigantic axe that kept hammering over my chariot’s shield.

I found tons of messages in front of my eyes, but I had no time to check them. As I took a swift glance over the chariot, I saw tons of enemies standing and surrounding my chariot, attacking me with everything they got!

Arrows, darts, and even grenades and bullet like projectiles were used. Yet my chariot’s shield stood erect and firm in front of all these.

That axe was really big. It was also held by a more gigantic creature made entirely out of golden mist.

All over the chariot, my dragons and fallen gods were there. Luckily I didn’t lose much of them, but I could clearly notice I lost a few at least.

They were fighting back. The dragons targeted the ground troops while the fallen gods attacked that gigantic figure.

That figure was like a giant, a real giant made out of golden mist. It wore a double horned, leather made helmet. His body was cladded in golden white thick armour.

Yet the thing that shielded him from all my fallen gods’ attacks wasn’t that armour, but his body.

The attacks of my gods passed through it like his body wasn’t even real! I narrowed my eyes and looked closely for a few seconds until I figured out what was going on here.

That giant seemed to have a unique ability to turn his body hazy, evading all the attacks coming at him. But when he landed his axe over my chariot, his body would turn real, allowing him to receive an attack or two from my fallen gods.

Yet such a low number of attacks didn’t matter to him. His armour managed to absorb most of the shock and only little damage was left over his body.

The first thing I did was to take a deep breath. I just ended up a long and stressful cultivation session. My thoughts were chaotic and my will was tired.

So I had to first calm myself down. From the look of things here, my entire army got rooted and lost this battle.

It still was within my calculations. The second thing I did was to check my chariot’s stat point reserve.

One hundred and fifty million stat points or even more were consumed! That was insane! But without even dwelling over this, I took out another two hundred million stat points and added them to my chariot’s heart.

By doing that, my safety was considered secure for the time being.

*Rumble!* *Rumble!* *Rumble!*

Yet the rumbling annoying noise coming from the repeated attacks of that axe still worried me. Each strike of it took away one million stat points without any trouble.

But that also meant I was safe for now. So I shifted my eyes, and started examining the current state of war.

“We didn’t lose out then,” as I extended my vision beyond the current army surrounding my chariot, I found many places looking exactly like mine.

My forces and Wryly were scattered, segmented and separated by densely packed enemies. Each group was surrounded, fighting back to back with each other, facing tons of enemies.

The situation looked dire! But at least we didn’t lose this fight yet.

As I roamed the battlefield with my eyes, I finally spotted that leader of the dragon forces here.

He was standing on the top of a flying beast. It looked like a dragon yet it had a long cylindrical neck. That dragon race archlord was sitting on the back of that beast, over a big golden seat.

I used my hawk skill and saw his face for the first time. Confidence and arrogance were the first things I felt from his face.

It seemed like he put nothing in his eyes, not a single enemy here seemed to be worth his attention. The look on his eyes told me that, and the way he placed himself close to me told me more about what he felt towards me.

He seemed to put me as his priority target. At this point, I noticed a leesh of golden energy extending from his right hand all the way to the giant who was hammering my chariot.

“So you are the one to summon that dude,” when our eyes met, I muttered these words slowly and then his eyes shone with golden light.

He seemed to read my lips or heard my low voice. The next moment he smirked, like saying: Yes, it was me. What can you do about that?

If it was before, then I’d just decide to turn around and run away. Fighting against such odds was futile before.

But that was before I got my cultivation opened. I now had a sheer amount of strength running through my body. Strength gave me confidence, like the one one would have in front of ants.

I didn’t know why I felt that way. Fear was supposed to dominate me, not the will to fight and even looking down on such enemies like they didn’t pose any threat at all.

[Congratulation on your success in the merge]

At this point, and before I could think about what I would do to win this fight, the voice of Yonker came all of sudden to startle me.

“You are still here?!!” I was surprised by this. I thought he was long gone. After all, he previously said he had little time to waste, and I actually wasted a lot of time.

[I had to see the end result of this] he gave me such a logical explanation, that told me a lot about what feat I did here. [Also I need to warn you about something]

“About that dragon archlord?” I pointed towards that dragon dude as if he was a mere fly, “I won’t bother with him. I’ll kill him soon.”

[Who cares about that piece of sh*t!] yet the answer from Yonker was this close to make me laugh, [I’m talking about the cultivation you just created]