I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 862 [Bonus chapter] Fighting Ancient Races

“Do you think such cheap methods of soul attacks can work on me? On any of us? We got a gift once we got in this world, a gift against any soul. Even those mighty soulers, the one who once ruled a large piece of our universe with their formidable powers, won’t do any harm towards us! You are pathetic! Just like any useless human I ever met! Your race is just rodents, nothing but weed or even lower in my eyes! Listen up, attack and don’t stop at anything! Kill this impudent intruder and get his forces inside for interrogation after that.”

Oh… This damn leader seemed quite full of himself! Did he mistake my threads, my technique, to be something related to the souler race?

Sorry pal! But you messed up, pretty much huge this time!

My technique… Was quite scary!

But my technique would need a few minutes to control these bastards. So just as I waited, the forces over the mountains started to act.

First I saw many starting to move at the mountains in front of me. Then I spotted many flashes from the nearby mountains.

This bastard was summoning everyone here. To cling up to power, he was ready to let everyone die for his sake, for the sake of his greed.

I was quite sure now, he was doing this to keep his power and authority. Letting everyone go outside would be the end of his reign, of all the leaders’ reign.

But who said they got a say in this?

I watched these big siege weapons starting to roll, releasing such mighty waves of fiery attacks towards my chariot.

The soulers already went elsewhere under my orders. And now all that was left was for me to take over those fighters, then force them to work for me.

*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*

Wow! These attacks were quite impressive indeed! Each one splashed over my shield, crashing into such a huge mushroom shaped fire, leaving behind a few marks on my shield.

That was just a sign of how strong such attacks were. At the same time, a shield appeared enveloping this immense area, surrounding all the mountains and protecting those inside from my retaliation.

However… I didn’t let anyone on my side to attack. Even when the races started to fire their attacks.

The fallen gods were really fierce! I noticed they were weaker than mine, but they weren’t that weak.

In numbers, they compensated for their lack of strength, making my shield tremble frequently under the heavy fire they launched.

And that wasn’t all! I watched the ground underneath the mountains get soaked in a white sea of fire. That was the signal that the necromancers joined this fight.

But they were weak. In big fights, against massive armies, they might be a great threat without doubt. But against me? The sole me and my chariot? That was pointless.

At the same time, many attacks started to come, weird, filled with different kinds of energy and holding lots of power. To be honest, I suspected my chariot’s shield would sustain all this for a long time.

If this was a grand war, without any means for me to control them, then this fight was going to be brutal and deadly.

And that told me how big the difference was between the current races of the universe and the ancient ones.

Those ancient races… They were fierce!

However…

“Yes, come to poppa! Follow my orders and sign these contracts, shall you?” Just after the passage of ten minutes, the first wave of forces getting controlled appeared.

I simply gave them the order to sign a contract with me, but didn’t order them to stop. If I wanted, I could easily order a massacre here.

But from what I saw, and the hellish pressure I just experienced with forces that were void of any system support, with no stat points or any source of power, they were great!

I felt greedy here, greedy to get all of them, even those greedy leaders, get all to be on my side.

So I didn’t give them any order to stay back. Instead, I filled my chariot with many green bones, and used them to push my technique further.

I couldn’t see clearly through the thick layer of attacks landing over my chariot. I didn’t try to evade, and let them have their fun. As soon enough, I’d have mine.

The shouts that I heard before and filled the entire camp on the mountains were growing faint with each passing minute. The first step was the hardest, but once I started to pour more energy into my technique, and with the first few waves getting controlled, more started to fall under my clutches like dominoes.

In less than two hours, not a single sound was heard giving a single order from their side.

That meant all the leaders, at least the big ones, were all under my control. I was sure that bastard was already under my control for good.

“Give the order to stop,” I said, “let all of your forces stand down!”

It was time to take control over this mess. I didn’t plan to stop my technique, but the stage of depleting my shield’s energy was over.

In a flash of a few seconds, and just like a magic spell fell over their side, many shouts came to stop them from attacking. And with this, all the forces there stopped.

But soon enough I heard a loud ruckus coming from deep, deep behind the wall of rocks standing in my path.

“Go inside, scatter into the big open space inside,” and with this, the second stage of my attack came.

I didn’t plan to just fight on a single front. I knew if I waited, then a lot of forces would flock here and things would come out of control.

Whom I was dealing with? They were all brutal and mighty races, ones that could cause much devastation if two armies were allowed to have an open fight.