I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

The place was turning into a land of Hectors. But with the appearance of more races in such dense numbers, and alongside my order, a bigger fight started to erupt there.

Massacre? That might be an understatement to say so. It was a brutal fight that just a single swing of any weapon would kill many foes.

It was chaos! Everyone literally started to fight and kill everyone around!

The calmness Hectors was so close to achieving here was lost. They tried to control this mess by pouring more of their forces from outside, using deadly attacks, but no matter what they did they failed.

This was thanks to the huge number of forces that lady stored up for me till now. She said before she had close to ten million of different races.

I knew that many of these races were good and worthy to keep, but I couldn’t do that now. I had to only sacrifice them for the first purpose I decided to gather them before; to have many souls.

Of course that wasn’t the main reason here, but it was like an extra bonus without doubt.

With each passing minute, chaos kept escalating and not decreasing. No matter how many Hectors sent in or did to control it, the chaos kept getting wider and bigger, even stretching to areas beyond the limits of my shields.

This made the Hectors grow more frantic. And in less than half an hour, I got a message from Fang to confirm my expectations.

[I dunno what magic are you using right now over them, but the Hectors just called most of their forces and even called endless armies of their slaves towards your direction]

[Get ready then] it was almost time, [once they start attacking me, you’ll move and hit their rear]

[Attacking the armies?]

[No, take control of the cities and towns first, make sure all the portals are closed and all the castles and emblems are within your control]

[I see… But Tennessee is very large. It will take ten hours or more to cover it with my forces]

[Don’t worry, you got help here]

[Damn! That bastard… Bro, did I do anything wrong to you?]

I looked at this shameless dude’s message and didn’t know if I should laugh or what.

That dude here acted all away from the hot zone, and now he was asking for benefits?

Come on! At least Wryly stuck to my side most of the time until I sent him away.

[We are fighting against time here. Don’t forget the races remaining forces are just nearby and another army isn’t far away]

[Got it! But promise me to leave the areas I conquer under my control]

[You have my word] I never planned to control Tennessee. It was far away from the region I sat my eyes upon.

[Get ready dude, move out in half an hour]

[Finally!] Unlike Fang, Wryly wasn’t as informative about what was going on here.

[Move to the south now] at the same time I didn’t let my forces away from this. [Hit all the towns and cities at the central part of Tennessee]

[What about me?] The jumper was seemingly bored and impatient. [Is it my time yet?]

[Give me two hours and you’ll get busy later on. Just don’t come and complain afterwards]

[Humph, I never complained before]

[Yeah, tell me about it]

I am in a better mood now. Everything I planned for was in the right place. All I needed to do was to wait for my pieces to be in their places before dealing the final blow.

I intended to strip away these Hectors from their bases in the south. Like this they wouldn’t be able to get anymore reinforcements except if they worked to gain control of more towns and cities in Kentucky.

With the rapidly approaching remaining half of the first race’s army, and with the approach of the other big army, they wouldn’t have it nice or easy.

This fight here placed a bloody end for the honeymoon relation between the Hectors and the big five races here. Even if the two paragons ended up escaping, they’d have to deal with the wrath of the other five races before dealing with me.

And who said I’d just let them have their time? I’d force myself all the time from here onwards.

If things went like I planned, then I’d not only end up clearing one big army but three. Then the map would be wide open for me, with only the remaining two big forces of Dragons and Selvators at West as the last obstacle.

Besides a few scattered archlords who didn’t have it nice from their paragons just like Fang and Wryly, the map would look a lot empty and much too spacious to accompany all of us.

But who said I was going to divide this region with anyone? After getting rid of these three armies here, I’d expand my forces and work fast with the other two to dominate the rest.

The fate of the other races’ scattered archlords was simple, either they’d comply and agree to work under my two loyal dogs or die.

In the end, this entire zone would be totally controlled either by me or by forces following me. As for Wryly and Fang, if these two didn’t get promoted after all this, then I’d go and look for their paragons and kill them.

Or they’d better change colours at this point.

Anyway, I estimated the dust of this grand battle to settle in a day or two at max. After that I’d start worrying about how to distribute the spoils of war.

The bloody chaos here didn’t show any sign of rest until two hours passed. The portals were still gushing out new forces, and with this the newly arrived forces of Hectors got busy the moment they arrived.

And that wasn’t only thanks to my boys here. Just after one hour, the remaining half of the race’s army appeared.