I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse-Chapter 1969: The Deadly Arrow Attack

Hye pointed a gloved finger toward Moth, who got startled by this gesture. Even at a distance, Moth had been watching Hye with a mixture of awe and suspicion, not knowing what he was talking to Lucas about him.

Tons of Soulers and Reapers began to come out in endless waves, while Hye kept taking more than enough to fight large armies like the ones he had fought before when he freed the Grand Elder.

Hye’s original intent had been to hoard these forces, to use them as a concentrated hammer to shatter the Toranks fleet and seize their Mirror-carrying vessels. But the reality of the battlefield had shifted his hand.

Without the planetary defensive net, his fleet was a sitting duck. Regaining connection with the control centres was no longer a strategic choice; it was a survival mandate.

Once the deployment was finalised, Hye didn’t linger. He opened a portal, the blue light reflecting off his calm expression. He knew Lucas would not fail. The leader of the Soulers was a creature of merciless, vicious nature, who viewed warfare as a grand massacre to be orchestrated without care for anything else but winning. He was the perfect instrument for this cleansing.

The moment Hye returned to the space battle, the void of space was illuminated by the terrifying glow of the God Weapon’s mirrors. They were already humming, drawing in ambient energy for another devastating volley.

’I will not let you fire again, enough is enough!’ Hye thought, his jaw tightening.

He began to manoeuvre his ship with aggressive fluidity, sending new orders to his scattered forces. He wasn’t just calling for a regroup; he was forging a spear to tear through the Toranks defences and take down those annoying mirrors.

"Attack now!" Hye roared the command the instant the mirrors reached their peak luminosity.

As the blinding beams of the God Weapon shed off the mirrors, Hye launched his counter-offensive. This wasn’t a mere skirmish line. He had reorganised his formation into an arrowhead formation.

Large battleships occupied the dense centre, while the sturdy and resilient ships from the other universe took the vanguard and the flanks, protecting the small fleet Hye gathered.

They acted as an impregnable shield, absorbing the concentrated firing of the enemy’s defensive ships to protect the core of the strike force, pushing through towards the deep and well-protected mirrors.

The Toranks fleet was formidable, and Hye’s forces were bleeding out under the relentless pressure of the God Weapon. But Hye was prepared for the necessary sacrifice to take down these mirrors.

He knew that reactivating the planetary net would take time they didn’t have, so he spent the lives of this small fleet to buy the precious time needed for their survival.

Under Hye’s eyes, a small fleet of different-sized ships, packed to the rafters with Soulers and Reapers, surged forward like a kamikaze unit. The Toranks’ fleet turned their cannons toward them, raining down a hellish curtain of plasma and railgun fire. However, the specialised defensive outer rim of Hye’s formation held just long enough.

The arrow pierced through the tight, interlocking fire zones of the Toranks, slamming violently into the heart of their formation where the precious Mirror-ships were guarded.

Hye hadn’t just sent metal; he had sent a plague. As the ships he sent buckled and breached against the enemy’s, the Soulers and Reapers didn’t wait and instantly acted.

They were launched into space, heading towards all the enemy ships around. They prioritised the ships that carried the God weapon mirrors, passing through all defences and attacks as if they never existed.

Yet Hye wasn’t just aiming at these ships, but mainly at the unfolded mirrors that were still working. All of a sudden, lots of explosions erupted, and almost all of these mirrors were destroyed. Seeing this, the Toranks went mad! They called back lots of their ships and started to madly kill the infiltrating enemies.

The task took half an hour, even with such concentrated firing and large gathering of the enemy fleet. Through this, Hye’s Soulers and Reapers made their way through tons of ships, starting to attack them from deep within.

"Tsk! I should have sent way more than just this batch," seeing how brilliantly successful his plan was, Hye regretted not sending more ships filled with his deadly warriors earlier. And yet seeing the end results drove a big smile on his face.

Ten percent of the ships carrying the God Weapon mirrors got destroyed. On top of that, twenty percent got infiltrated by his warriors. He knew by time passing, these ships would fall totally under his control. Yet thanks to the low number of Soulers and Reapers he sent, this would take much longer than he expected.

As for the incoming fleet to attack his group, Hye didn’t let them be at peace. He gave the order, and all of the ships on his side opened fire, concentrating their attacks on these ships, destroying and killing tons of the Toranks.

The enemy suffered it big during this attack, ending up losing the working mirrors, lots of the ships that carried mirrors, and a great deal of the defensive ships at the same time.

So it was expected that once the last of his ships got destroyed, the enemy would turn with madness towards his two sides, trying to pay him back double.

[Listen up, the enemy is deeply hurt right now. Scatter, divide, and draw them away from the main force. Make sure to leave behind enough ships, well hidden, so they can regroup and attack the enemy from behind...]

Hye explained the next order and set of plans to his friends and generals, aiming to further deepen the wounds he caused for the Toranks. The worst thing to have in any war was to lose your focus thanks to emotional rage.

And that was what the Toranks were doing right now, and he didn’t intend on letting them escape this mistake without paying the price in blood.