260 The Hectors
My soulers needed ten attacks to take one down, but these monsters only needed one. The difference was clear, and that made me hope for more.
[You can give them orders through this message interface]
Just as they launched their first attack, a window popped in front of my eyes. It was lined with bright silver white light, with nothing there written at all.
It looked slightly dim until I touched it with my fingers. It flashed, like it returned back to life.
“One group of you move towards the closest lake and try to take down the monsters under water,” this was the test I looked for.
If they could just sustain the water, and keep part of the monsters occupied, I could go directly and shut down that portal down there.
As I said that, I saw my words appearing in the window box before it changed into strange and alien looking language that I never recognized. After that the writings vanished and the chat window turned dim again.
I knew the system would deliver my words to these monsters, so I waited. I greatly anticipated their performance at the lake battle.
The group moving towards the lake wasn’t that far away from me. I moved my chariot fast and got near them. “Clear the path towards the lake,” I shouted and my forces scattered everywhere moved to execute the order.
I had to shield this burden off them, hopefully they could bring me some kind of a surprise.
And just as I was waiting for them to reach the lake, and the world was filled with the noise of bombardment from my forces at the area adjacent to that lake, I got a message from Fang.
[The one attacking you isn’t just one person, it’s an elite group sent from somewhere else]
I looked at this message and frowned. A realisation hit me fast as I asked, to make sure I got what he said right:
[You mean from another apocalypse?]
[They didn’t come from that apocalypse directly] he sent, [But from a world controlled by a race taking part in another apocalypse than us]
I paused as I was shocked by this discovery. As for Fang, he kept his silence for one long minute before finally asking:
[What did you do to attract such hatred from another race? As far as I know, even the paragons of my race are intrigued and frightened by this move]
[It’s not common to happen?] I asked, trying to get more info about that.
[Not at such an early stage of the apocalypse at least] he sent, [As I got from my paragon, the ones attacking you have paid a hefty price. They won’t just stop here it seemed, as that entire world got an exclusive access to our apocalypse] ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
The more he spoke, the more shocked I became.
[What race are they? Giants? Shaders? Or Grounders?]
Of course these were the three races I had in my mind right now. I acted against these three, and they were the mightiest three out of other races I brought here.
But If I had to place my bid over a race, it would be giants. That race was the mightiest. Then I’d select Shaders, they looked vicious and acted brutally enough to do something like that.
[None, what the heck did you do?!!!]
[Nothing major, at least] I sent, [But which race then?]
[A terrifying race called the Hectors… These dudes aren’t a joke. You have to stop whatever you are doing to them. Damn! I always thought the most troublesome dudes in my apocalypse would be the dragons and Berserkers. Never took humans to be such trouble makers!]
Hectors? What the heck was that race supposed to be? And what was my relation to them?
Then it hit me out of nowhere!
[Whatever… Now with your actions, another race that wasn’t supposed to be here is. You have to take responsibility for this. This race… It’s really something scary, a behemoth you shouldn’t stir by anyway possible if you wanted to survive this sh*t here!]
[I can’t do anything for now] I helplessly sent to him before adding, [I’ll try to stop the invasion here]
[You still don’t get it… They won’t stop at your pathetic city. They will target everything. That race is as greedy as Dragons, as cunning as us, as vicious and brutal like Berserkers]
That was like my dream team in the apocalypse gathered into one single race! Damn! How could such a race target me?
[At least they want me, not you]
[They won’t stop at just taking you down] he seemed to be so much agitated, even more than myself, [They will finish you then go towards everyone else. They paid a hefty price not just for your sake! They will invade, aim to take control of our entire apocalypse]
That was really a bold race worthy of my admiration. But that didn’t mean I’d resign to just passively defend. [How can I close that link to here?] I asked, and the answer it came wasn’t that hopeful at all.
[If you have enough strength and forces strong enough to go into their world and control all the gates linking to here, then you can. Otherwise, you can only pray]
I didn’t know if he was acting hopeless or being sarcastic. Yet what he said was true. I wasn’t strong enough even to dare and invade any world of the few races in my apocalypse.
Not to mention I had to go and face such a terrifying race.
[I’ll find a way then] I only sent that, with no intention of doing so. What if I bought a scary foe here? After all, weren’t all these races having their fun fighting against us?
Let them come, at least these races would be threatened by a new enemy they never expected or planned against. Despite this situation looking much darker at first, I knew it wasn’t that bad, at least for humans.