I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

"I don't need your help for that!"

"Humph, cold bastard!"

"What did you just say?" he narrowed his eyes and I felt if I said anything further, he might go and break the contract amidst his rage.

Why did he have such a ruthless explosive temper when it came to this jumper?

But that didn't matter. Right now I simply obtained a lot of stat points in various forms. According to my initial estimate, I got almost one million stat points off him.

That seemed too much, but compared to the one hundred thousand gulf of my chariot's strongest form… It was considered nothing!

Even adding my stat points and his together, my chariot could only operate in full power for ten hours only!

I prayed to gods at this moment to make my chariot's intermediate form suitable to be used in combat. Or else I would be screwed!

But the next moment I threw all these negative thoughts and fears away from the roof of my chariot. My girl… she started to run at a speed high enough to be considered monstrous!

"Damn!" Angelica came as well to stand with the rest of us at the front. She put her hand over her face to shield against the sudden gush of the wind created by the high speed of my chariot.

"It's amazing now, right?" I couldn't hide my excitement from this result. Right now we were running at a speed that exceeded the flying speed of my dragons in the air!

Come on, just admit I was cool by having this mighty chariot galloping earth like it was a hungry beast!

"Yet it takes a lot of stat points to run," even in the middle of such a glorious and happy moment, the jumper always found a way to say something mean.

"Not a problem," I shrugged without care, "I can sustain it like that for over a hundred hours!"

"That's only four days," the jumper rolled his eyes at me, "or to be precise, it's only two days time in the apocalypse."

"Don't forget we are going to kill many races," I didn't show any sign of disappointment. I wouldn't give that bastard his satisfaction. "We'll steal much more stat points from them."

"Just pray they are wealthy rich kids in their clans and tribes," he still found a way to say something mean again, "or else you'll end up having nothing after these two days."

"We will," I firmly responded, "and not only a bunch of them, but most of them."

"Humph, let's see…"

"Yes, we'll see…"

The two of us kept glaring at each other for a long minute without flinching. It wasn't until the sudden shout of Isabella that I finally turned my eyes away from him and saw the front.

"We are here," she exclaimed in excitement, "let's kill their asses!"

"It's kick their asses my sweetheart," the spearhead said before Isabella glared back at him.

"Who is your sweetheart? I dare you say it one more time and I'll grab that sweetheart off your chest!"

"It's rip, not grab," I corrected while laughing. I didn't forget to give the spearhead a warning gaze again. Dude! Don't push your luck too much or else you might find yourself lying dead in my hands!

But the moment I turned to see the front, I couldn't help but feel my blood getting frozen out of fear.

"Sh*t!!!" I cursed out loud while stopping the chariot all at once.

"What's wrong?" my sudden curse followed by me stopping the chariot attracted their attention.

"Was that thing over there present when you were here before?" I pointed in the direction of the castle, not towards the ground that was covered literally with thousands of monsters, kobolds, werewolves, and humans.

"You mean that shining protective dome on top of the castle?" the jumper snorted as it seemed he took that thing too much lightly than he should be. "Yes, it was there," he added when he noticed the stern look on my face.

"What is it?" Angelica pushed herself to the front through us to get a better look, "isn't it a protective shield?"

"It's a protective dome," the jumper corrected her in his usual high attitude.

"It's not!" but I had to pour a bucket of cold water over his head.

"Then what is it, genius?" he crossed his arms in defiance and at this moment it hit me.

He didn't recognize this thing as he didn't see it before! The highest run he did wasn't even close to the twenty-fifth quest we were going to face soon.

So it was normal he didn't recognise that thing hovering on top of the castle, and mistook it for a protective shield.

"It's a world gate," I said in a deep tone, "one that connects that place with a similar place in another world."

"A world gate? What the hell is that?!!" the jumper asked in much doubt but this wasn't the big problem here.

From what I saw so far, the main races here were kobolds and werewolves. They were the same kind of races I faced before.

And as far as I could tell from my short visit to the Bringold impact, they acted as warriors for another race.

But who was that race then?

Suddenly everything started to fill in their places… The jumper, someone so cautious to even let a fly get close to him, was hit by a cursed arrow in a sneaky attack.

What were the possibilities for someone like him to commit such a silly mistake? Nill! It wasn't even one in a thousand or even a million percent! It was big f*cking zero!

So I had a world gate activated for such a long time without any race obviously present around it, a herd of warriors working under such a race, prepared to fight us head on without being afraid from my chariot, and finally that mysterious incident of the jumper.

Everything seemed unrelated, but in fact they were once you put a single race name in such a weird mix… The illusionists!

Damn! Why was my luck this bad?! I had to run into them first, not my targeted world gate!

Damn me!

"We should go and kill them now," Isabella started to get on fire, carried out by the momentum of my chariot and my newly acquired big guys here, "world gate or not, we can crush everything standing in our way."

"Well said," like a parrot, the spearhead nodded and repeated what she said in different words, "we have our mighty chariot and mighty warriors, we have you and that… masked fellow who still doesn't tell me his real name…"

"Do you want to die?" The jumper gave him a cold gaze that made the spearhead pause in the middle of his words.

"Peace bro, I'm here for peace," the spearhead retreated a couple of steps and even took the shield out of Isabella. The latter shook her body before turning to stand by my side, totally exposing the spearhead.

"But the refined lady here has a point," the jumper suddenly gestured with his head towards Isabella, "we have nothing to fear! As long as we are here, nothing can harm us!"

I couldn't disagree more dude! We couldn't risk our lives and go blindly against such a scary race!

Just as I was thinking about if my chariot was equipped to fend off the stealthed racekin of illusionists or not, a strange feeling came to my heart, making it drop to the dead bottom.

"Move aside!" without even explaining, I sprinted towards the direction I felt that strange feeling coming from. I took out my two swords in a flash, before I rotated around and slashed with both at the air just ten metres away from us.

And as I felt my sword hitting something fleshy, and even before I could make certain of what my swords hit, a sequence of the same uneasy feeling appeared in my heart in succession.

There were ten! Ten at the same time!

"Be ready for battle!" without having any speck of doubt I recalled every single warrior here except for the soulers. The latter were the only race I had with enough agility and inhuman reflexes to match such hidden enemies.

"What's wrong?" Angelica's doubtful voice came from behind, but I had no time to explain everything in words my dear.

"Infiltrators!" this was enough to explain everything to them. Just as I did all that, I started my next spree of running and killing.

As I took away most of my warriors, moving around became much easier than before. The roof of my chariot looked spacious, but the more I moved to kill, the more uneasy signals I got!

These signals came from my sense stat! The one I never found a way to put in actual battle use proved itself to be my life saviour today!

Of course this unused passive skill for all this time kicked into the stage in such a big move! Damn! My class was really superbly dope!!

"Keep yourselves protected with each other," I shouted while killing my tenth illusionist. But that wasn't something to be happy about. It seemed my chariot lacked any ability to stop them!

And that was simply bad news!

But if I knew that, then my next move was simple and direct. Instead of running around like an idiot to catch them, I ventured directly towards the source; the stairs.

Going there wouldn't only help me kill any of them coming on board, but might also attract the others' attention.

"Keep moving," like I expected, my soulers moved in their bizarre way all the time, looking like they were flashing and shaking while filling the entire floor with their afterimages.

It wasn't their afterimages, but the moment they moved from one spot to another, they got attacked to move up again.

"Yeah, kill them," I noticed that amidst their movements, many silhouettes came out from their stealth and fell dead on the floor of my chariot.

I didn't see how they did it, but it was all good! Kill them, kill those bastards!"

As for me, I stood like a heavy rock over the stairs. My sense skill kept giving me unstoppable signals, which I kept answering with both my swords.

But at some point I couldn't keep up and felt a few blades hitting my legs before something like a big hammer hit my chest and made all the air inside my lung come out in a burst wave.

That wasn't the problem, the problem was that I lost my control over the stairs for a long minute before I returned again while killing my path through the illusionists.

"Half of you come here," after this happened thrice, I couldn't see any hope of stopping their influx towards here. All I hoped for was to not meet any shadow illusionist here, or else I would be cursed while dealing with such a scary race.

Under my orders, almost forty of my soulers flashed and came to my aid. The moment they surrounded me, they managed to kill many illusionists without even lifting a finger.

All I saw was that their black fire became restless for a few seconds before they calmed down again.

"Ten of you go and protect them," unlike my and my soulers' outstanding performance, my group was literally struggling in dealing with those illusionists.

They had all the right to suck in such a way. After all none of them had my sense skill or had the mighty nemesis of the illusionists, my souler warriors.

"Ten around me, and the rest go down there and stand firm at the entrance of my big baby," I added while releasing all the rest down below.

And I could hear sounds of clashing swords, thudding sounds of falling bodies, and then the noises started to grow weaker.

"Stay here," I said before moving around my floor.. It was time to clean this mess up and start my retaliation.