I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Of course I decided to replace the highest grade bones I had with the lowest grade of green and silver bones. I had tons of these, but they weren’t enough to sustain my energy consumption rate but for five minutes at most.

So my chariot turned into a big reservoir of these bones. At the same time I also added a few of my energy crystals into the heart of my chariot.

That bastard never ceased his attacks even for one second. During the past fifteen minutes, he depleted nearly five hundred million stat points.

That meant my energy reservoir inside the heart of my chariot wasn’t even close from sustaining these attacks for more than one to two hours at most.

But now I made sure it would last for an entire day with that bastard’s attack rate. Either he would get bored or I’d be done from this fight and turn my full attention to him.

Just wait, b*tch, I’d turn you to my loyal dog soon enough.

As I arranged everything, I shifted my attention back to this fight.

Portals released lots of weird looking races. Some even were in the shape of big dogs with legs of leopards and heads with hair like horses.

I looked up at these races and couldn’t help but think of how big this universe was. Such dogs and others here were weak looking. They were just unlucky.

They were living peacefully in their worlds before the apocalypse hit them. Just like humans here, we lived our lives to the fullest without any worries about tomorrow.

But who said fate was merciful? Looking at these races and how they ended up to be sold and thrown like this in such a war that had no hope for them at all made a great impact in the depth of my soul.

We weren’t that far from being like them. If that bastard from the angels managed to succeed in his mission, we would end up like these, being sold to whoever got the highest price, thrown into desperate fights and be treated like worthless dogs.

I clenched my fists, feeling how bitter and far dangerous our situation in the apocalypse was. That damn communication system… That damn system must be established.

Without it, we had no hope for a better future. Without it, we would be rendered powerless in the later stages of the apocalypse.

I looked at those creatures. If I had to walk through hell and ice just to get that goal accomplished, I’d not back off or regret it.

“Come on!” I shouted, out of the blue, igniting all the will I had in my body. If I had a chance, then this was it. I had to crush those bastards no matter how much it took.

I looked at the large pile of bones and without even flinching I released my energy to encompass them all. As they turned in bright green and silver lights, I took out much more and did the same with them.

Just with the fourth attempt, I felt like my body was going to explode. All this energy was gushing through my body without any restraints. I needed these, I needed all these.

As I felt like this, I closed my eyes and started channelling all this energy through my dantian and swollen and aching meridians towards my left fist. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

I controlled my technique using my left hand. As I did that, my entire left arm started to burn like it was channelling fire and not energy.

But I never thought of stopping this or even decelerating the passage of energy through my arm. I knew the only obstacle standing in front of my threads was the difference between my energy and the needed one.

I had to bridge this difference, no matter what cost I should pay.

If that Hector race paragon turned crazy, I also turned the same at this moment. Come on bastard, let’s see who is much crazier than the other here.

In less than one minute, I felt like something got breached by my threads. Like a thick membrane that got burst open by my threads.

My energy influx… It was finally enough to overcome the last obstacle in front of my threads.

Alright… Let’s turn all these damn bastards into my slaves.

I knew that doing so would take a minute or two. But to my surprise, this didn’t take even a blink of an eye.

Just the next moment all of those attached by my threads got under my control. They stopped releasing their deadly attacks, and with it they were outnumbered and stumbled upon by my forces.

During this last attack, only my summoned forces were fighting. The rest just stood on the side watching, trying to think of ways to escape from here for sure.

“It’s finally over,” as I controlled these creatures, I knew this battle was over. But it seemed I celebrated too soon.

“Amazing! The dark energy of the shadow faction? Interesting! Since when have you, illiterate and primitive races, learnt such an advanced knowledge?”

At this moment, and just before I could give my newly controlled creatures any command, that deep and scary voice of that hegemon came through that gate.

I looked up at him, feeling much worse omen from his words.

What did he mean by what he just said? I didn’t have any time to consider what he just said, as the next moment large and much thicker clouds started to gush out from that damn portal.

“Sorry, I didn’t know someone like you existed here. Out of my deep respect to the shadow faction, I’ll bring you the forces that deserve your status.”

Damn you! I just burnt myself up just to take control over these scary dudes of yours. And you are apologising for taking it light with me? Dude… were you for real?

But no matter what, I had to deal with that upcoming danger.