I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



At the same time, I kept visiting the mirror world frequently, almost once per half an hour.

I didn't notice any change at all at the light intensity or something, didn't notice anything weird at all. It seemed like this clone just vanished in thin air, and wasn't here anymore.

I even grew suspicious at one point, checking with Lily on the current progress of the war. Things weren't that great at many fronts, but we were also winning at other places.

Not to mention when she withdrew our forces from the areas of Karoline, things started to heat up there. The enemies of other races focused on dealing with her as expected, throwing away tons of forces right now.

The enemy grew restless and a bit greedy about the continents Karoline controlled. Yet such greed was destined to backfire at the end. I knew Karoline was stronger than they took her for, and I even didn't see it surprising if she expanded her control over new continents.

I strictly asked Lily to not send a single troop over other battlefields for now. I didn't want to alarm the enemy about my plans, only wanted them to dig their feet deeper in the mud, before I'd strike them with everything we got.

Lily didn't argue with me this time. In fact she told me she wanted to amass large armies, bidding time, before swarming lots of places and recovering the lands we lost, and even more.

I agreed to her plans, and gave her a time limit of two weeks at most. During which, she wasn't allowed to send out any forces until either Karoline started expanding her lands, or the enemies would send lots of forces away from the current battlefields.

If neither happened, then after two weeks, she'd have lots of fresh forces to send as reinforcements. It was a nice plan, and then it came down to ask about any weird happenings in all this.

[Aside from all the weird things you know about, nothing new happened] She sent this response over, making me confident that this jerk was sticking here, waiting for his chance to strike.

That meant he didn't plan to trigger or do anything to the bomb. It seemed the bombs were in the process of getting activated, and he just wanted to wait for me to get tired or busy, distracted by what I'd find later on, to come and hit me hard.

As he was hidden here, it meant he was somewhere around, a place that I could hit. Without waiting for anymore, I started to go crazy.

Hundreds of dark realm bones were activated in batches. To do so, I activated the board artefact, controlling time and making it run faster for me.

I didn't hold back anymore. And even if the fire released from my bones wasn't enough to crush the dense energy around, it helped in consuming a large part of it.

This wasn't all. The fire expanded to cover limited areas alone. Yet when they merged together, and when I used such a large number of dark realm bones, the fire started to cover many places in the cave.

I knew I wouldn't be able to cover up everything, but at least I wanted to limit the areas that the bastard would hide in, or drive him away scared.

As I kept doing this for an hour or so, I activated more than five thousand bones. That was enough to place lots of pressure over the bright energy in the cave. And then a new change occurred.

The cave was now filled with two opposing forces. And thanks to the fierce clash happening between the two, the cave walls that seemed like nothing could leave a scratch upon it started to show cracks.

It appeared as if the cave was experiencing wounds or something. But soon enough, the cave started to show gaps and holes in its walls, expanding fast, showing something I never expected.

"Damn! So this cave isn't the weapon, it's just the container for it!" in front of my eyes, the walls that fell showed halls and compartments behind. I couldn't tell how large this place exactly was, but it seemed the enemy hid them quite well from my eyes and senses.

Seeing this made me instantly move towards these places. At the same time, my fire and the clashing brutal energy with it moved to fill all the new compartments.

And then fierce explosions occurred without the need for me to do anything. It seemed like the apparatuses left by the enemy here got damaged and destroyed, exploding under the brutal forces of the two clashing powers.

Seeing this made me halt in my steps. Why would I bother myself with any of this when I could simply execute my plan using the simplest methods?

So instead of going there and fighting myself, I took out more bones and kept activating them. The more bones I activated, the more fire spread around, the more destruction that happened.

More walls kept falling apart, and with it fiercer explosions occurred. The entire place was filled with tons of noises, and I couldn't help but grin.

The enemy did it brilliantly this time, taking me by surprise. If things went like they planned, then I'd have been entrapped inside a deadly trap, one that I couldn't handle or fight against.

Against all this, things started to grow ugly for that clone. I now realised where he hid himself, read through his entire scheme, and couldn't help but laugh from time to time for his bad luck.

I wanted to corner him here, ending up revealing the hidden scheme. He must be in one of these compartments. And that meant he had no other way to hide or run away now.

Staying in these compartments wasn't going to work. My fire was getting fiercer and more rogue as I activated higher grade dark realm bones. As for the other energy clashing with it, it seemed to lose most of its supply and producing machines, ending up depleted at a very alarming rate.