I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



Once the black ball appeared, I controlled it and threw it towards her direction. Anywhere it went, all the bright attacks got sucked in and vanished. And that created a weak spot for the black ball inside to get out.

But that didn't help her at all. The moment the two black balls met, my ball kept sucking the other dry, shrinking it slowly in size while weakening its effect.

At the same time, the torrents of attacks that escaped the suction force of my black ball went towards Karoline's and kept damaging it.

My ball was focusing entirely on the rich meal in front of it. I controlled it as much as I could to let it suck that ball first. "Keep attacking!" I didn't flinch and kept ordering my forces to release their deadliest attacks nonstop.

It was the time of my victory, the time to put an end to all this suffering and misery of this world, and to Karoline.

I got what happened. She got infected with a Curasee god directly. And that explained everything. The change in her personality, her running away, her cold attitude towards me, the deep hatred towards everything in the world, and on top of all, such an endless supply of forces she seemed to never run dry of.

The Curasee race was such a ferocious and scary race, one that existed in almost all the worlds in the apocalypse. They could infect any race silently, taking control of tons of forces. Not to mention their unique ability to reproduce and multiply.

They reminded me of my technique: once I controlled a target, more threads would pop out from its body. That was the same with that despicable race.

It was a blessing that Sith warned me just in time. If he was slightly late, then I'd have been done for.

I couldn't stand my place waiting to see the end result of this clash. Whatever this clash would end up with, it wouldn't matter. The real threat wasn't in what Karoline just released, but that black cloud.

The moment Karoline's attack got stopped, I moved fast towards the direction of that black cloud. I was already nearby, and just as I arrived, I worked my pair of scissors out, stabbing that damn thing over and over again.

The scissors consumed tons of energy. But it seemed the enemy this time was quite scary, much scarier than anything else I fought against before.

The Holy Ones bones kept depleted like weed catching fire. I didn't care and kept replacing these with others while stabbing and stabbing that cloud.

"Damn you! Attack! Don't stop until he is down!" Karoline's weak and trembling voice came from within the black ball of hers. Yet she still held tons of enmity and rage towards me.

She ordered all the races on her side to move out and try to stop me. In fact I was too damn busy doing many things to take care of these.I think you should take a look at

"Handle them for me please," at such times, the presence of someone like Lucas was indeed priceless! I took him out, and let him lead everyone on my side to take the enemies or at least stop them.

The fight grew intense fast, and everything was hanging on a thin thread between me and her. If a single mistake happened, if anyone delayed in their actions, then he'd lose.

So I kept focusing on taking down that damn thing. Sith told me if I couldn't kill it, then at least I could severely wound it. I never expected his words to be true. I always took my scissors to be almighty and overbearing.

They were known as the god slayer as well. So two god slayer weapons were clashing against each other, racing time to see which one would prevail over the other.

But to keep using those scissors, I got to deplete tons of my Holy Ones bones. I didn't care actually as I already amassed tons over tons of these bones at my last spree of collecting bones from all over the world.

Even if I ended up consuming most of my reserves, and that seemed to be the case if this clash continued for days and weeks, then I could simply roam the world after everything was over and collect more bones.

I just hurriedly collected bones, didn't visit everywhere, didn't visit every inch of the new world to gather my bones from.

So I was sure more bones were lying in wait for me, and all I got to do was to just have time and roam the world freely to collect them.

*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*

As she knew she was losing out, she started to take out tons of artefacts and weapons, releasing everything she got in my direction. Yet thanks to Lucas being on my side, nothing managed to fall at me, or even close to threaten what I was doing.

I didn't need to explain to Lucas anything for him to see how severely important this moment was. It was indeed the moment that'd determine the winner and loser in the entire war, in the entire apocalypse, the one that'd determine the king and slave.

I kept stabbing and stabbing, leaving behind holes upon holes. As this black cloud was colossal, I had to travel fast around, trying to stab every single place of it. And when I left tons of holes there, I revisited the places I attacked before and kept deepening the holes.

At some point, I had to throw out the scissors after binding it with the rope the jumper once tied to my chariot. That damn bastard was indeed a magnet for trouble. All this happened because I saved his as* one day. And in return for all this, I still didn't know where this jerk was!

He vanished from my sight a long time ago, seemingly pretty damn busy looking for his man, following the manuscript of his cursed god.