I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

My rage had no limit at this moment. With such order, I also took out tons of warriors. They all were flying monsters, and they moved fast with my simple mind orders to hack these Hescos into shreds.

The entire place looked so chaotic at this moment. Fighting was going everywhere and anywhere. I didn't stop my chariot, took it all the way down, before summoning tons of my warriors.

This time I didn't keep my hand back. I called out for soulers and evolved soulers. I called for millions upon millions of my warriors before sending all to fight Hescos.

The warriors I first summoned were the ones strengthened by stat crystals before. They might not amount to much, but led by the soulers made them quite scary.

As they forced their way amidst the endless Hescos everywhere, I took out tons of stat crystals and left them without any care at the ground.

My summoned warriors weren't that strong to take down Hescos on their own. So as my forces were taking down more of these Hescos, keeping their main forces preoccupied, I wanted my weaker warriors to get this chance and use it to strengthen themselves.

I also summoned my other fallen gods and the rest of my summoned warriors through my class. They were the strongest even amidst the rest of warriors I had.

I let them fight freely, with one goal in mind; keeping the warriors down below safe until they'd fill their stat points to max before moving out to join the battle.

The enemy got their reinforcements, bought out precious time by this trick, and I also had my own ways to deal with this. If it was a grand contest on who had more elites than the other, then I'd end up being the top winner in such contests.

Humph! These damn Hescos were already getting on my nerves!

*Boom!*

Just as I was in the middle of this madness, and when I thought I saw everything already, a new change developed fast.

It was a frightening exploding sound, coming from no other direction but the shields high above. I raised my head and saw the shields I painstakingly created getting smashed fast.

A rumbling noise was the first, then much more followed. I missed seeing the first hit, but the other hits appeared like ink dots falling on a sheet of paper.

Each hit thundered and rumbled the entire world around me. I could faintly make out the shape of a gigantic fist, hitting the shield one time after another.

No matter what was up there, it was just a single foe hitting the shields fiercely and without any pause. Each fist was like a giant mountain in size, giving me the impression whatever was coming here was something majestic and grand.

It was a foe that my forces here wouldn't stand a chance against. I clenched my fist around the pillar. No matter what, I shouldn't let such scary friends come here.

Or else no matter how much I got out from my warrior reserve, they wouldn't be able to stop it.

I was in a big dilemma right now. The Hescos came from all the layers, gushing out an endless stream of enemies towards my forces.

Even with the combined efforts of everyone here, they weren't able to stop such a flood alone. I had to keep taking out many warriors, yet if I did that I'd miss supporting the shields up there.

If the shields got broken, then not only such scary fiends would be allowed to trespass here, but also more Hescos as well.

Both choices were a must, and yet I had to select only one. "Screw it! I'll just summon warriors and let them go and try their luck," I tightly clenched my jaw, feeling the pressure over my shoulders.

I wouldn't be able to keep the technique running with my will. The threads had to find their foes coincidently from now on. Even if they managed to claim little Hescos every now and then, it would still amount to something in the end.

As for my warriors, they weren't half bad actually. Silverlining and Toranks made a great contribution to me before by selecting warriors with cultivation bases.

Of course a warrior with and without full stat points wasn't the same. But I wasn't in a position to even complain about it.

Taking out warriors was a simple task that didn't take much of my mind. But trying to take more stat crystals and give them the order to consume these to level up would consume more focus.

I took a deep breath and accepted such a trade. It wasn't a fair one, but it was the only way I could use right now to deal with this mess.

Luckily for me the warriors in my inventory seemed endless. So it wouldn't matter much to waste much more than expected here to win this battle.

I started to madly form my shields, not thinking about anything else. Even if I knew taking down these thirty something layers here would be great, I also knew after doing that I had to climb higher.

At one point, dealing with that grand fiend would be inevitable for me.

I had a few more cards that I hadn't put to use yet, but I refrained from using them for now. It'd be better for these to be kept to a later time, until that grand battle with the colossal fiend out there would erupt.

I summoned warriors while doing this. I stood in my chariot in the middle of the crazy onslaught going on all over the place, holding one pillar in one hand, controlling a technique in another, while summoning tons of warriors around me without thinking too much about any of these.

I didn't know even how many Hescos were controlled, or how many warriors appeared around in every summon. I didn't even know what type of warriors were summoned. All I did was to madly do all this while focusing on casting the skill of the pillar all the time.