I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I knew it was the energy of the supporting god. After all this was supported by the immense and unfathomable power of the system.

Yet the moment the bond was severed, that resisting force vanished. In the middle of this monster roars, the black mouth closed, and then it started to move back towards my big black sphere.

[Get it inside the portal] at this moment, Sith spoke, [Don’t let it just end in that sphere of yours]

“Why?” I didn’t get why he said that.

[If you did, he won’t leave this world and stay inside. He will always bound to this sphere, only summoned when you summon it]

“Damn!” I got what he wanted to say here. But how would I move that monster into the portal and not into the black sphere fiercely pulling it?

“Get inside,” I thought about giving the order for that sphere to throw that monster inside my shadow world as Sith said. But a mysterious, unrestingly feeling rose up in my heart the moment I was about to do so.

So instead of throwing the monster inside that portal of mine, I planned to move the entire sphere into the shadow world.

This way, whatever would happen to that monster, it would still be in my shadow world. As for the process of summoning it again, I’d think of a suitable way later on.

[Are you sure?] Sith was able to see through my thoughts and fears. So he realised what I just felt and thought about, and didn’t object about what I was doing.

He just expressed his worries and doubts.

“It’s the safest way,” I said in a decisive tone, “no matter how hard I’ll have later on to summon it here, it’s best to make sure I’m sealing it once and for all.”

[Cool!] and Sith agreed to what I just thought about.

As I gave the order, I watched the black sphere move in slow speed towards the big portal up there. The thick tentacles coming from the black ball were still fiercely attacking that monster till now. And I didn’t plan to give it a rest from such torture even for a brief second.

Not even when I was grabbing its neck and dragging it like a stray street dog!

*Flob!*

The smaller black ball vanished in such a smooth way through the portal like it just fell into the depth of the ocean waters. I still felt the connection with it, the connection with the source of the black energy getting a little stronger.

It was like the ball was separated by a membrane, and now it was directly standing next to that source.

It was expected. After all, that source lied inside my shadow world. I was curious though, curious about this black source. I wanted to go and stay there for a long time to study it after all this would be over.

“Let’s speak, let’s have a deal, please! I beg you!”

Its cursing and screams turned at this point to be pleasurable. That jerk, it never lost hope of tricking me even when it was this close to its doom.

I wasn’t that kind of an idiot to give my enemies what they wanted. So I stood silent, clenching my right arm and feeling the gush of power through the glove.

With that glove, many things could be done. With that glove, I felt like fighting a god wouldn’t be a problem.

As I watched that big behemoth get dragged in the middle of such deep blackness, I started to think about something.

Each time I needed to repeat what I did here to summon this ball and glove. I looked at my body, covered with thick dried up layers of my blood.

“Sigh, I lost a lot just to do this… If I repeat it a couple more times, will I get anaemia or something?”

I wasn’t joking! I was really concerned about my health. Bleeding in such a way wasn’t going to do me any good in the long term.

So it was obvious that this technique of mine had such a limit. I couldn’t use it frequently like other techniques. But looking at the thick tongues of black energy assaulting that jerk, I felt more reassured.

It wasn’t like I was left without a strong weapon to use in any strong fight. Not to mention I really doubted the presence of any strong being in the current stage of the apocalypse to contend with me.

Paragons? Humph! Let them see how mighty I was right now! All of this started because they grew a bit jealous and got cold feet. They decided to come at my Fang, and use me to kill him.

Destroying everything I worked so hard to build, ending up summoning such a calamity on my world as if they already gave up on it… Those bastards got what they deserved so far.

I didn’t see any of them, and didn’t know where they were. But I knew they were here watching with shaking legs what I did so far.

Even if they managed to stay alive after all this, their death was the only end awaiting for all of them.

After I’d finished dealing with this monster, I’d resummon my boys once more to tear this part of the ocean apart. I’d summon my krakens to look for these, and wouldn’t stop until every inch was searched thoroughly and I got word of their death from Fang.

After that… I would take Fang back under my custody. If any paragon or higher up of the Selvator race had a little sense in their minds, they would hurry to amend the broken relations with Fang.

This way they would be sure to neutralise my threat over their race.

If they didn’t move fast to do it, I’d end up being their fiercest enemy here. No matter how they’d do or try to build, I’d always come and crush everything over their heads.

That wasn’t for Fang, it was for my future interests that were ruined by their silly decisions and childish actions.

This apocalypse… Was mine!