I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 242 A Massacre!

It took half an hour for all the three races to move to the side I pointed at. The scene was really epic. Their number reached half a million after all.

“Kill them all,” without batting an eye, I pointed towards the four hundred thirty-five thousands standing on one side and gave the order for a slaughter.

My warriors moved without any hesitation, executing my order in the most brutal way.

The first to attack were my dragons, followed by my soulers and then the rest attacked. I didn’t stand idle either, and let my Bulltors and shield warriors work on the weapons over my chariot and kill without limit.

Screams of agony, helplessness, rage, and despair came from down below. Yet for the next ten hours, I oversaw a big massacre here.

At these hours, the three races I spared stood all silent. I felt they were so terrified to make a single sound or else I’d shift my weapons towards them.

“Listen,” standing on top of my chariot spared my armour any blood stain. Yet at this moment, I was covered entirely with a thick and vicious bloody aura.

My simple word made the impact I needed, letting all of the sixty-five thousand forces of the three races all attentive.

“Arrange yourselves into one hundred man teams, each led with someone capable. Each ten teams can form a unit. Each ten units or higher can form an army. I need one army from both Giants and Shaders, three at least from Grounders. Start now!”

I didn’t wait to hear their response as I turned my chariot and led it to descend over the bloody ground. The forces of the four races I killed here didn’t stand idle and waited for death to come.

Or else I wouldn’t take ten straight hours to kill them.

They resisted, tried to fight me and my boys. But this was all futile. After all they were facing a grand force they couldn’t stand against.

From this battle I held higher hopes in the grander battles coming up in the distant future. These four races weren’t that much to begin with. But I noticed the presence of many elites scattered in their ranks.

They tried to lead these forces and form strong defensive lines. Yet each time they tried so, my dragons descended from the air like death gods, claiming their lives and smashing their efforts up to nothing.

Yet that meant they got many good fighters. I started to roam this massive battlefield and started to claim my loot.

Inventories and bones were left to me. Gears were left for my boys to get and gather at one spot. After working for five hours, I ended up with a lot of loot this time.

These races didn’t have any impressive inventories, yet they compensated for that with sheer numbers. More than four hundred thousand wasn’t a simple number after all.

I looked up at my current forces with pride. Just the line up and the growing numbers of my special force was something that drove arrogance inside me.

But when I thought about the upcoming big battle and the other races here, I didn’t feel as much. “I need more of these,” I muttered to myself while climbing up the stairs of my chariot up to the top.

During the first hour, I could feel all the gazes of the three races fixed on me and my boys. I knew they came here with endless rage, but with my actions here I changed that to fear and curiosity.

They were watching what I was doing, seeing me walking through rivers of blood without any hesitation.

Then afterwards I heard many clamours coming from their direction. They were arranging themselves, even loud shouts were heard without any logical meaning to me.

After five hours, they already finished arranging themselves. This time they looked like a real army. Each army was made up of smaller one thousand man units, which was arranged into much smaller hundred man units.

I got what I asked, five armies. Three belonged to the grounders, one belonged to the Giants and Shaders.

In front of each army, a strong looking dude stood. They seemed to be the strongest, the most famed ones among this batch.

“You… You… and you… all five of you come onboard now.”

I needed this meeting. After all, I didn’t only want to arrange them properly into my forces, but also wanted to get a better understanding about the worlds they came from.

The biggest dude was that giant. He didn’t need to climb the stairs, or more precisely couldn’t. Even this grand chariot built for the big build of dragons couldn’t accommodate his immense body.

So he simply climbed my chariot from the outer surface. It was lucky for me my chariot was just something common grade or else it wouldn’t tolerate the insane weight of this dude.

Damn! What did that dude eat exactly to reach such a scale?

“What’re your names?” I stood in the middle of my bulltors, shield warriors, soulers, and dragons flying over my mighty and frightening looking chariot.

The giant dude was the only one looking in such defiance in this picture. He stood with his giant stature, looking at me with eyes filled with fear and respect.

Even that giant had to show respect and fear in front of me. That was what I ended up doing after all this journey. A young man, a loser, with no class or any backing, no wealth or special strength of his own, with literally nothing I started from the rock bottom and reached this stage.

I deserved the pride brimming inside me at this moment. Who would challenge me at my current achievement? Those dragons? Selvators? Or those one hundred special humans Sith had under his support?

F*ck you all! No one deserved to be a rival of mine, none at all!

“Speak up, you have my word to be safe,” I added when I noticed that fear of me overwhelmed them and made them all silent.