I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 298 I'm Going To Kill You!!!

Yet that wasn’t what made me grin, the tracking function of my dagger was. Now I didn’t only get my compass to find him, but also could easily use my second piece of dagger to keep tracking him.

I didn’t even stand in my place for one second. The burden of my pain was thrown at my back for now.

“Let’s see how you’ll run away this time,” and as I reached one of the machine guns installed on the side of my chariot, I evilly laughed while starting a violent rain of explosive grenades from this one and all the ones next to it.

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

And the world was only filled with violent sounds and terrible shakings of the mighty explosions of my grenades.

A paragon? I’d kill you bastard like a street dog!

*Rumble!*

Yet in the middle of my deadly barrage of attack, the entire world rumbled before a pillar of light shone from the thick veiled smoke cloud that enveloped his body.

And in an audible sound, the air shook and was swept away from him, revealing his body and sending back any grenade I fired at him.

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

In the middle of the chaotic explosions of my thrown away grenades everywhere, it was my time to get surprised by him.

He appeared, covered in a thick and strong looking shell of metal that covered his entire body. He wasn’t small, with a giant body of four metres.

But now? Heck… that weird metallic suit that covered his body entirely made him much bigger! Instead of his four metres height, he was now reaching ten metres, almost this close from touching the bottom of my chariot.

Damn! That suit looked so damn cool! The suit took the form of that bastard yet in a much bulky and more musculine version.

That Hector race initially had a slim body from the start. They weren’t muscular, not like Dragons, not like Selvators, and hellish not like the Berserkers!

Yet this suit made him even more intimidating than any Berserker. I looked at the shiny bulging parts that mimicked strong muscles with envy.

The colour of this suit swayed between golden yellow, red, brown, silver, and blue. It had a thin layer of light that seemed to protect it and its owner from my attacks.

Even after all this barrage, the shell that dude wore had only a few scratches here and there.

“Interesting,” I slowly said while that bastard showed another ability of his suit; flying!

He rose up slowly in the air, issuing a silent challenge to me with his actions. He rose until he reached my level, stood there while his head only appeared from a cavity in the upper part of that suit, looking like where a neck should be.

“It’s not over yet,” he said in a calm tone, yet I could feel how deeply enraged he was, “it’s just the damn beginning.”

“I like your spirit,” I snorted, deliberately mocking him, “keep it even after I stumble over your pretty face with my shoes.”

“Let’s wait and see who will step over the other,” he waved his big arm, and the next instant a group of flying objects appeared all behind him.

They were all cylindrical and slightly elongated in shape, with different sizes. All shone brightly in a dangerous light, seemingly this close from firing their content at my face.

But wait… Who said I was a sitting duck waiting for slaughter? Even if that dude brought such a big hand, it didn’t mean I wasn’t out of options here.

*Fwoosh!*

Just before the laser fast attacks came from those bunch of deadly pieces, I moved my chariot fast. My girl had a big butt, yet she was sexy as hell while dancing in the air!

Without even getting surprised by it, my chariot moved, flipped upside down, crossed over his head, evading all his attacks without a miss.

*Bang!*

And as he called such a deadly weapon of his, I also summoned one of my deadly weapons as well. That dragon heavy as hell glaive was summoned before I let it fall while passing over that dude’s head.

The attacks between the two of us came swiftly and nearly in a fraction of second. As he tried to control his weapons to hit me, my glaive fell over his suit, smashing that thin protective layer of shield off, piercing deeply into his suit and hopefully… His body.

I watched my heavy glaive move slowly before stopping, almost reaching below the midpoint of his suit.

*Fwoosh!*

And without any hesitation I jumped, holding the rope with one hand, before falling heavily over the exposed part of the glaive. I landed over it, slowly pushing it downwards before I threw a hell bunch of my explosive grenades at him.

Then I jumped off my glaive, not to forget taking it back inside my inventory. I controlled my chariot to take me away as fast as possible before my grenades would set off.

And the only thing I heard was his screams of pain and anger, mixed with the ear deafening explosions of my grenades.

I tried to aim these mostly at the gap created by my glaive. It took a minute for the smoke to slowly clear out. I looked at the end of this deadly clash between the two of us with anticipation.

I emerged unscathed, only using a few of my grenades. Yet for him things were much different. That suit he was so much proud of was now cleaved in half all the way from his shoulders down to slightly below the waist.

And that wasn’t all! Many holes appeared, small and wide, with few stained with his blood.

He got hurt, at last. That sounded like heroin to my mind!

“I will f*cking F*CK YOU!!!” he roared, like any injured beast. Yet dude… You didn’t know that just before that glaive attack of mine landed over you, the curse was finally over!

Everything I prepared for linked together now. Even if he ran away, I was sure he wouldn’t pose any threat to me.

Or was I just underestimating that damn paragon?

Well… I’d have to keep fighting then and not lower my guard or get intoxicated with what I achieved so far.

After all my quest here was to kill him, not to just seriously wound his flesh or his ego.