I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 98 - The Mighty War Chariot

After all, I also wanted to hurry back, check over what I gained from that dragon and also check the prime soulers I got.

*Fwoosh!*

In a flash I left the auction site and returned to the side of the river. Once I opened my eyes, the scenery filled with colours and lights blinded my eyes for a few seconds.

"Finally you are back!"

Just as I was adapting, I heard the anxious voice of Isabella next to me. I squinted my eyes and tried to endure the difference in sight while sharply looking around.

But I found no sign of danger at all. They all came here, the jumper, the spearhead, Isabella, and Angelica. "What's wrong?" I couldn't help but ask.

"What happened to my girl? Waaah!" Angelica burst open in crying and I noticed her red puffy eyes at this moment. She was crying for a long time, it seemed.

She leant over the weak body of Alex, crying over her like she lost her or something.

"We had a bumpy ride here," I shrugged, "but they are all fine."

"If they are then why aren't they awake yet?" The spearhead stood by Isabella's side, seemingly supporting her against me.

Dude! If you wanted to attract her attention, you better stood by my side not hers! After all she was trusting me, and if I said something mean about you… Humph!

"They suffered heavy blows from that tunnel explosion from earlier," I annoyingly said before adding, "I gave them something to heal their wounds. Don't worry, they might just need a bit more of a rest."

"Where were you just now?"

Just as I finished dealing with the anxious girls, the jumper appeared on my side while gazing up at me in a suspicious way.

"One second," I didn't forget what I wanted to do first. "Come forth my dragons!"

Three dragons came up and they flapped their wings while standing midair.

"Why call them that?" The jumper seemed a bit perplexed when he saw them. Dude, were you foul speaking about me when I wasn't here or what?

"Go, search the bottom of the river where the destroyed tunnel is," I pointed my fingers towards the distance, "bring me the big corpse lying down there."

Of course I wouldn't forget my missed trophy. Even if I returned with such a big harvest of unknown items and those soulers, I wouldn't forget about that Kracken race left to the fish in the river bottom.

His bones… all his bones would be mine.

"Are you out of your damn mind?" The jumper took a few seconds to get over what I just did before he forcibly held my arm in a fierce way. "We just managed to escape with our lives on the line. Do you want them to come and get us again?"

"They already know where we are," I freed my arm with equal strength and firmness before adding, "they aren't attacking because they won't be able to harm us."

"Who says?"

"I say," I rolled my eyes, "don't you trust me?"

"Not when my life is hanged by a thread here!"

He pointed to his chest, and for the first time I noticed a small hole in there. Damn! That was an arrow hole, right? Just near his heart!

"Here," as I was worried over him, and out of my good intentions, I took out one potion and threw it to him before he threw it back.

"Do you think I don't have tons of healing potions?" he said in disdain, not even thanking me for my good gesture.

"Then what?" I still didn't get what hit him.

"He got a cursed arrow," the spearhead said from Isabella's side. "An arrow came and turned into smoke when it penetrated his chest. He says it won't go before killing the one who did it."

"Didn't you get him?!" I was surprised. Not only that jumper was taken by surprise, he also failed to get his hands on that person.

"If I did, then would I stand here shaking from fear?" The jumper rolled his eyes before the angry voice of him came, reprimanding the group, "if you didn't leave me behind with such worthless people, I would have gotten him by now!"

"Dude, you are a really crazy one, y'know that?" the spearhead didn't like the jumper's attitude and retorted back, "you made us run without rest for almost an hour! We even ran into a mighty enemy base filled with many races and strong humans!"

I looked up at the jumper who explained in one word: "Castle."

And I got what happened.

"Where is this castle then?" I asked, "we can go and kill everyone now. we are in Jersey city, so we can start working from there."

"Who said we are in Jersey city?" our guide jumped to her feet before adding, "we aren't! We are a few miles away from it."

"This isn't Jersey city?" this news came to surprise me, "didn't you say once we cross the river we'll reach the city?"

"A walk of fifteen to twenty minutes can't be considered that much, right?" she said, while rolling her eyes.

"Then let's go and take that castle," I didn't change my mind, "we can find that bastard who cursed you and kill him."

Frankly I was totally oblivious about such cursing arrows. Did they even exist? And how did they work exactly?

But from this little experience of the jumper I could tell my safety wasn't guaranteed. Even all the cautious jumpers fell into their trap.

"It won't work," the jumper shook his head, "if I was that person, I'd leave as fast as possible and hide inside the bigger city."

"No harm to try then," I shrugged, "at least we take one castle away, get further understanding about our enemies, and also vent out some anger."

"You don't get it," but the jumper seemed not that excited like I thought he would be, "they have many warriors like yours. Yes they don't have your mighty dragons, but you only have four. And you just now took only three of them, meaning you lost one already or he is deeply wounded, right?"

"And?" I knew he had a point here, but he didn't know that my forces just expanded in quality and quantity while he was away.

At that moment, I imagined his reaction when seeing my new forces. Damn! I wished I could see his face at that moment! It would be epic!!

"I'm saying they have hundreds of warriors, not to mention other races and the traitors of the humans! The army they have there is simply in thousands! Add to this the castle effect… Don't tell me you got your head hit or something during your escape?"

He even moved to check out my head, fearing I had a concussion or something. I pushed his hand away and didn't say anything back.

"Just take me there," I said, "after my boys return."

"Do you want to die?" The jumper looked at me but I didn't speak.

"Just watch," I didn't say much and simply summoned one thing first.

My mysterious trophy!

Even inside my inventory, the item I gained from the bet was boxed in, covered with red straps like a present around a golden box. I had my expectations raised by a notch when I saw this.

*Boom!*

Just taking it out caused an intense booming sound accompanied by massive waves of dirt expanding everywhere around. I looked in daze and amazement, opening my eyes wide, waiting for all the dirt to be cleared to see what I got from that bastard.

"F*ck me!!!" and the moment I saw it, I couldn't help but hold my head with my hands, cursing out loud out of my immense shock and delight.

"What the heck is that?!!!"

Even the jumper screamed in shock while the others literally jumped off their feet.

They had all the right to react this way. After all what came in sight wasn't a simple war item like I imagined; it was a deadly behemoth!

A behemoth sized war chariot that spanned for over thirty metres in length, fifteen metres in width, and above fifty metres tall!

The chariot was simply a giant in any aspect you wanted to consider. The front was dragged by a group of giant horses that reached the number of thirty, arranged in groups of three, forming ten rows to drag this absolutely heavy chariot!

Each chariot horse was ten metres in length, five metres in height, covered with soft scales at necks, strong muscular leg origins, and around their tails and wings.

Each had two long wings that were filled with absolutely pure milky white feathers. Compared to the bright golden scales, and pitch black skin, the overall look of these horses was fabulous!

As for the chariot itself, it was made entirely of three kinds of ores; red, black, and golden. The chariot seemed to have three floors inside, each floor reaching almost fifteen metres in height.

Such height was enough to sustain the giant bodies of the dragons and many giant creatures like Bulltors. As for the top of the chariot, it seemed to be like a roof, with eight cylindrical towers rising up for another fifteen metres where small versions of my giant ballista resided over their top.

It was a beast! The chariot wasn't running over wheels, but over five parallel long and curved sleds. And those sleds were all emitting golden fog that looked like the pitch black fog emitted from the hooves of the giant horses and the edges of their wings as well.

I bet it wouldn't just glide over the ground… I bet it could even fly!

As for the two sides of the chariot, both had great murals depicting great battles where dragons overwhelmed other famous races like Selvators, giants, angels, and even phoenixes!

Damn! This wasn't a chariot! This was a fortress!

"Is… This is yours?!!" The jumper moved under his immense shock and tried to touch the twoo big handles at the centre of this chariot.

But the next thing happened was for the chariot to emit a loud buzzing sound, before I heard a loud banging noise coming from the violent crash of the jumper.

Damn! It even had its own self defence mechanism! I loved it! I really fell in love with this behemoth!

"Wait," I warned the others, although this wasn't needed, "I'll adjust its setting first."

I didn't move or even turn to help the jumper who looked in a sorrowful state at the moment. Even the jumper with such a strong body couldn't resist the simple backlash from the chariot!

How cool was that?

I opened the description of the chariot, and read it with all attentive eyes.

[Dragon archlord war chariot: An earth grade war chariot that was made under the specific requirement of a famous dragon race archlord. This marvel was built by the universe renown goblineers: The Makers!

Current owner: human race Hye.

Current condition: basic condition status.

Description:

The war chariot runs over stat points as its main fuel. You can use other precious materials like rare ores, jewells, and even unique things that contain high grade energy.

It can't run on low grade items, like coins or common monster materials for example.

The war chariot was manufactured, but it's considered a living item. The goblineers who made it added a beating heart of a giant and ancient world tree as its core.

It has three modes; basic, intermediate, and fully activated modes.

Basic mode:

It runs on the residual force of the beating heart of the world tree in its centre. It can run on the ground, allow the usage of the protective towers, and give enough energy for the dragging dragorses to drag it. The defensive shield will be in its primitive form, only sustainable for ten eings attack force.

Intermediate mode:

It can rise slightly over fifty metres off the ground. The defensive shield will be augmented to be in its intermediate form, enough to defend against one hundred and fifty eings attack force. The dragging dragorses will have their speed augmented, and have enough power to attack using their short ranged breaths. The chariot will allow the owner to use the long ranged energy pulses as a weapon to stun and kill enemies.

Number of stat points required to activate this stage: ten thousand soul points per hour.

Fully powered mode:

It can fly even to the highest sky! Its speed will be rivalling the speed of light! The dragorses will use their long ranged breaths and all their attack power. The chariot can use its full force, like gravity control, myriad of skills, long ranged and AOE attacks, plus the most shocking ground separation and elevation to its height! The defensive shield will be in its strongest form, sustaining an attack force of one thousand eings.

Number of stat points required to activate this stage: one hundred thousand soul points per hour]

"Damn!" I sucked in a cold air of breath. This behemoth… really was worthy of an earth graded war treasure!

It consumed tons of stat points per hour! What did that mean? I couldn't possibly fully operate it at my current financial status.