I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 59 - The Jumper Is Really Mad!

"Don't give me that look, I'm fighting with all my power!"

The jumper jumped up like he was stung by my eyes. He claimed to do everything he could, but he was about to be truly tested here.

However, just as he said so, he kept himself up front, away from me. I was at the front alongside a few shield warriors. As for the Bulltors, they were fighting with all their might.

I didn't know if I didn't have all these warriors by my side how I would have survived this attack so far.

The red light kept shining at an alarming rate, giving me the impression it would attack at any moment. As there was no time to waste, I finally gave my final order.

"Bulltors, carry that man and throw him back there!"

The jumper was at the front, yet he wasn't truly fighting. He was just tagging along the mighty Bulltors doing nothing.

If I wanted to survive this, I had to choose between sacrificing my precious warriors or using that jumper. Without any hesitation I made up my mind.

"You… Stop your hands! Do you want to die?" his shouts came in a shocked tone but he was slightly late to act. The Bulltors were loyal, and the moment I gave the order they turned around and executed it.

The jumper was carried like a little baby in the thick arms of five Bulltors before he was thrown in the air by such irresistible force. The body of the jumper flew past me with a whoosh, finally landing fiercely a hundred meters away from me.

And at this moment I saw the red beam of light was about to come down.

"Come back!" I instantly retrieved the remaining warriors while the angry shouts of the jumper came once he stabilized himself.

"Are you crazy? Why the hell did you do that? Do you want to sacrifice me to live? Where is your honor?"

"Shh, don't speak this loud when I'm just next to you," unexpected to him I ran and crossed the hundred meters fast and stood by his side, "use your shield and everything you have to defend. We will face this together."

"Then why are you standing behind me now?" As I said this, I shifted slightly to the side and stood behind him.

"You have a strong physique, but I am very weak," I gave such a logical explanation. I felt his body tremble out of anger, but that beam of light didn't give him the time to complain or take action.

*Rumble!*

The entire world rumbled while a gratifying scene appeared in front of me. This time the beam of light fell and exerted its full strength and unleashed its full devastation on the land.

The moment that beam of light touched the ground, a gigantic wave of dust cloud appeared and expanded fast like a tsunami towards every direction.

But that wasn't what concerned me. What I cared about was the shape and size of that beam. As expected, it was rectangular with a couple hundred meters in its base and a couple miles in its long arm. The beam stretched from south to north, bypassing us by a safe distance.

But that doesn't mean we are safe.

"Concentrate, we have a mighty shock wave to deal with," I shouted while taking out my giant shield again and holding it fiercely with both hands. I let it fall on the ground and lean at the jumper's back.

"Saying the one cowering behind me," the jumper said in annoyance, but what could he possibly do?

The shockwave expanded fast and finally hit us. I felt like a feather thrown in the middle of a storm. The harmless dust particles turned all sharp and I started to feel pain all over my body.

However despite the pressure exerted by that shockwave, the jumper used two gigantic shields to defend. Each shield was like one that could be used by one of my Bulltors, looking more exquisite than the ones I gave to them.

Perhaps after the end of all this, I might take these shields from that jumper and give them to my Bulltors.

The attack landed in its fiercest way for more than five whole minutes. During all that time I could only hear the howling sounds of the air, the roaring explosions of that weapon, and nothing else.

Even the jumper staying up front was enveloped by the thick dust cloud and I started to doubt his presence there anymore.

Either he got thrown away, or I was thrown away, or we both got the same fate.

The moment that weapon stopped, the massive shockwave started to dissipate slowly. It took roughly another five minutes for things to become clear in front of my eyes.

Luckily that jumper was still there, yet in a much more sorrowful state than what he was like before the weapon's assault. His clothes were now tattered and only the mighty gears he wore stood there to protect his body.

For some reason, his skin looked strangely smooth and pure white like milk. I looked at myself and saw that aside from my gears, everything else was damaged beyond recognition.

"Damn!" I didn't hesitate to take out more gears to cover my body, the same thing the jumper did. Yet just as I finished, I felt his heavy body leaning over my shield and exerting pressure over me.

"Easy," I tried to hold his body but it wasn't only him that was falling on me, but his two shields. I was also feeling deep pain and my body suffered from many wounds.

But they were all superficial, and it looked like my injuries weren't like him.

"I won't… forgive you for… that…" he spoke with much difficulty but I didn't mind his words. As for the threat he held in his tone, it wasn't nothing much.

I knew he was just pissed off at the moment. But after seeing the scene in front, and knowing that we finally survived this, he wouldn't dare to be this angry.

*Whoosh!* *Whoosh!* *Whoosh!*

I took out all the warriors from my inventory while looking around. The piece of land that was hit by that weapon was now beyond recognition.

There was such a deep pit there, one that didn't show any bottom from my place. It looked like the grand canyon or something, with a depth that was only veiled under darkness.

Five minutes… an attack that lasted for five minutes was really scary. I got lucky to guess the right direction this time, or else I would have never survived this hit.

The statue I used before to survive the first two attacks was gone. Even the pond seemed to be linked to that deep abyss at some point.

"Heal him," I gave my orders without care, "and heal me too," I pointed at the jumper and myself before turning towards the rest of warriors here.

"Scatter, kill any monster still breathing."

I didn't forget about my own quest. Despite killing so much already, and the three portals were engulfed in that terrifying attack and got destroyed, I had to make sure to kill more monsters.

After all, part of the monster army was killed instantly by the brutal red beam, and the rest were thrown everywhere, on the verge of death.

"Move in small groups of seven, one Bulltor, two shield warriors, two archers, and two magicians," I finally arranged the formations so they wouldn't face any surprise in the process.

Then I fell on the ground while leaving two groups behind to keep on guard. After all, I and that jumper were suffering heavy injuries and much exhaustion to fight anytime soon.

Green light befell the jumper and myself. I felt only warmth and calmness seeping deeply into my body. It was the effect of the healing skills of the healers here.

The large number of healers had no ability to fight, so they all remained behind. With such numbers, my wounds were healing at a rate visible to naked eyes.

Yet cladding oneself into gears and armors wasn't a pleasant experience at all. I checked on the jumper from time to time, to be met only with his resentful gazes.

The most remarkable thing was that his face was still covered in that helmet. The scarf he used to cover up his lower half of face was still intact. That was crazy.

As I rested and got healed, the sounds of roaring monsters in pain started to echo all around. The groups I sent kept doing great work for almost an hour. Even some went around the area of devastation and got around that bottomless abyss to kill monsters thrown onto the other side.

As they were doing a great job, I started to consider my next move.

I didn't forget what that arrogant dragon kid told me before. The angels paid a hefty price to change the sequence of quests. That meant they already suspected me of knowing the quests in advance.

But changing the quests wouldn't make any difference for someone like me. I knew all the quests from now till ten years later, until the main quests would come to end.

So even if they changed them, I wouldn't be affected by that.

'I should think about bringing that ace back,' I thought to myself. After all I got free hours and with the upcoming quest, I needed her ability to see through the angels' doings.

[Angelica, can you ask your friend if she is interested in joining my channel?]

I opened the channel while waiting for her reply. To my surprise the number of subscribers rose up to three thousand, six hundred and twenty-three. That was a big number indeed.

But just as I checked the channel, I found that I had slightly over one hundred dontators. I hurriedly checked my coin balance and was pleased to find an extra three million coins there.

It wasn't bad as a start up. With this much, I could be relieved from any dirty plot of the angels.

Having such loyal followers would act as a good buffer against these tricks. In return just like that god who stepped in to help me, others might also do the same as well.

But their names were all hidden from me. The gods were named as anonymous, without giving any head or tail about their identity.

'The one who helped me before must be a real god,' I couldn't judge from their names but from their expenses. The real gods were filthy rich, and quite authoritative.

So like that god who stepped in and paid a lot to just warn me, I found five more gods who donated with slightly over seventy percent of the coins together with that previous god.

So I might have six real gods watching my channel. Would I find someone worthy to support me then after gaining one more slot for blessing?

Having the support of a real and strong god would be perfect. It wasn't only regarding the coin support, but it extended to intelligence and also his inheritance.

Each god would bless humans with part of his power. So imagine having the support of only a general or a previous king; a fake god as the old man used to describe them.

That would get us nothing much in return. But if the ones supporting me would be one of those mighty and scary real gods, like one from the Chinese, Greek, or even Pharaonic pantheon… I would hit the jackpot here.

Having the power of the underworld from Hades or Sith, having the power of the mightiest of gods like Zeus, Pangu, or Amon.

Thinking about these made my heart throb in excitement. However no matter how dreamful I was, I knew that having such a mighty god here in my humble channel had a slim chance.

But I aimed to make my channel bigger and more famous. Like that my chances of attracting such attention would become a reality and not just mere dreams.

[Boss, there is a problem! I tried to contact her all the time since the end of the first quest, but I couldn't reach her. Can she be in danger?]

Just as I was mesmerized inside my dreams, the next message of Angelica poured a bucket of cold water over my head.

Damn! She even learnt to call me boss from others! That's what I initially thought.