I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I was now holding the pillar with my right hand, covered in my blood. It was still attacking, but comparing the damage caused by my tentacles with it, this pillar looked like a fly.

Even if it was a fly, I didn’t think about terminating it for now. Anything that would make that bastard scream was needed.

But my new technique was really domineering! The only drawback of it was the source of its energy.

Would mine reach such a level one day? Damn! It was such an exciting goal for me to dream about achieving in this lifetime.

If I ever reached such a level one day, would that turn me into… A god?! Or would I be on an entirely different level than these gods?

Feeling such power, feeling such mightiness… I wanted to have such a feeling anytime I wanted. I had to start working harder at elevating my energy.

Black energy… My slightly dark green energy would turn into all black energy one day… One day I’d reach this goal for sure!

As my new technique ended up being as offensive and not sealing as I intended, I didn’t know what to do next.

The damage caused by my dark pillars was really fierce! That bastard kept screaming in immense pain, not stopping from forming a chorus since my attack landed.

[That’s not enough] as if Sith read through my doubts, he said, [This will make it in pain, but not enough to kill it. You are still too weak to do such a feat]

“At least it will realise how strong I am,” I thought, “I might get a better chance in securing that contract than before.”

[Don’t do a deal with him, force him to sign the contract] Sith warned me again, [Doing any dealing with him will end up by you getting cursed]

“That’s…” I thought by forcing it over this edge, it would accept any offer I’d make. But from Sith’s repeated warnings, it seemed a bit dangerous to adopt such an approach.

I needed to force it to sign, not make a deal with it. “Isn’t making it cry and scream out of deep pain enough to force it to sign the contract?”

[Not even close! He knows his perks and knows once you agree on something, you’ll be under his mercy]

Damn fierce! Even if it was cornered against a mighty wall, it was still looking at any chance to turn the tables around and shift the tide.

Such an enemy… It was better to be killed than anything else.

[Don’t dream about it, even gods like me will find it hard to kill such a thing!]

Even Sith?!!! Damn! I thought to use my dark energy to the last drop before thinking about doing anything else.

But if even a Sith couldn’t do it, then how would I dream about achieving such a feat?

[You still have only one option… Form a new technique to bind this beast to you. If you fail, I’ll kick you out of my group!]

Dude! If I ever failed, I’d die!

“Ok,” I only said that. It was that hard to move me away from the mighty feeling I was having right now.

But as Sith said, it was so damn hard for even gods like him to kill this monster. In fact when I thought about it, it made quite sense.

If there was such a threatening being in the universe and it was out of control, then why didn’t they just kill it?

If they could, they’d have done it a long time ago. But it seemed that the bastard was so damn hard to kill.

So it was better to play it safe. But how would I form this damn technique?

I looked at my current new technique and felt that the answer was related to this. I merged two techniques to form such a mighty one, so wouldn’t it make more sense to merge more techniques together to form the one I wanted?

But the problem was… I couldn’t do it before. But now, would I be able to do it?

“Let’s try this out,” I was inspired after thinking for a few minutes. I controlled one of the thick hands coming out from that gigantic black ball of mine.

It came smoothly and stood just a few metres away. It was really thick, almost double or triple my body.

“Here,” I extended my bleeding right arm and let my blood fall over its broad surface. My blood gathered up and formed a little pond there. “Go!” I controlled it, making it withdraw and bend its tip to dip into my blood as if it was an ink.

Well, my idea was simple. If I couldn’t do it myself, then why wouldn’t I lend the help from one of these thick pillars? Using it as a giant brush?

“Seal!” I first drew the word in the air. It came in big letters, but it didn’t sustain itself, shook and vanished like it was eaten away by fire.

It was within my expectations, yet it felt a little weird. I felt a faint resonance inside that thick brush, as if something there answered the call within my blood.

“Again,” this time I first drew out a circle. Making a circle by such a huge brush ended up with one spanning over fifty metres in radius.

“Seal!” I controlled this brush and let it write the word. This time new things happened.

As if this brush acted like my arm, it got attracted instantly to the centre of this word while a fierce resonance appeared.

The surface of this pillar shook and vibrated, changed as if it was raging ocean surface with disturbed waves.

I looked up at this with much anticipation, but as these changes occurred, nothing new happened.

“Weird…” I started to feel the resistance of that brush to my will. I couldn’t budge an inch away from that circle. All I could do was to stand idle and watch.

But I got a feeling… I shouldn’t just stand by and watch… I had to act!

But… What should I do?!!