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

Hye directed a gloved finger at Moth, startling him with the abrupt motion. From a distance, Moth observed Hye with awe mixed with suspicion, unaware of what Hye was discussing with Lucas about him.

Endless waves of Soulers and Reapers started pouring out, as Hye summoned more than enough to confront vast armies like those he battled during the Grand Elder's liberation.

Hye had originally planned to stockpile these troops, wielding them like a focused hammer to smash the Toranks fleet and capture their Mirror-bearing ships. However, the battlefield's harsh truths forced him to adapt.

Lacking the planetary defense network, his fleet sat exposed and helpless. Reconnecting to the control centers wasn't merely tactical anymore; it became a desperate necessity for survival.

With deployment complete, Hye didn't hesitate. He tore open a portal, its blue glow shining on his composed face. Lucas wouldn't disappoint. The Souler leader was a being of ruthless savagery, seeing war as an epic slaughter conducted solely for triumph, heedless of all else. He served as the ideal tool for this purge.

Upon Hye's arrival back at the space conflict, the emptiness of space blazed with the fearsome light from the God Weapon’s mirrors. They hummed intensely, pulling in surrounding energy for yet another catastrophic strike.

He piloted his ship with fierce precision, issuing urgent commands to his dispersed units. This went beyond a simple rally; he was shaping a lance to shred the Toranks defenses and neutralize those irritating mirrors.

"Attack now!" Hye bellowed the order right as the mirrors hit their maximum glow.

When the God Weapon's searing rays burst from the mirrors, Hye unleashed his retaliation. Far from a basic probe, he had reformed his lines into a sharp arrowhead.

Massive battleships crammed the solid core, while tough, enduring vessels from the other universe shielded the front and wings, guarding the compact fleet Hye had assembled.

These formed an unyielding barrier, soaking the enemy's heavy volleys from defense ships to safeguard the assault's nucleus, driving onward to the deeply shielded mirrors.

The Toranks fleet proved mighty, Hye’s forces hemorrhaging under the God Weapon's ceaseless onslaught. Yet Hye embraced the required losses to eliminate those mirrors.

Aware that restoring the planetary net demanded time they lacked, he expended this minor fleet's lives to gain the crucial moments for their endurance.

Before Hye's watchful gaze, a varied armada stuffed full with Soulers and Reapers charged ahead like suicide troops. The Toranks fleet swung cannons their way, unleashing a fiery storm of plasma and railgun blasts. Still, Hye’s specialized outer defenses endured just barely long enough.

The wedge sliced through the Toranks' dense, overlapping fire nets, crashing savagely into their formation's core where the vital Mirror-ships stood protected.

Hye sent more than mere hulls; he unleashed a scourge. As his vessels crumpled and ruptured against the foes, Soulers and Reapers sprang forth without pause.

Propelled into the void, they raced toward nearby enemy craft. They targeted the God Weapon mirror carriers first, slipping past all barriers and assaults like ghosts.

But Hye focused chiefly on the active, extended mirrors. Suddenly, explosions rocked the area, wrecking nearly every one. Witnessing this, the Toranks lost their minds! They recalled numerous ships and began frenziedly slaughtering the invaders.

Even with such intense barrages and the enemy's massive concentration, the purge lasted half an hour. In that span, Hye’s Soulers and Reapers burrowed into countless vessels, launching strikes from within.

"Tsk! I should have sent way more than just this batch," Hye muttered, the plan's stunning success stirring regret for not deploying additional warrior-packed ships sooner. Yet the outcome stretched a wide grin across his face.

Ten percent of God Weapon mirror ships lay in ruins. Additionally, twenty percent fell to his warriors' infiltration. He realized time would deliver full control over them. However, the limited Soulers and Reapers meant a far longer process than anticipated.

Regarding the enemy fleet closing on his position, Hye offered no mercy. He commanded, and his entire fleet fired, channeling volleys to obliterate those ships and slaughter masses of Toranks.

The foes took a massive hit in this exchange, forfeiting operational mirrors, numerous carrier ships, and heaps of defense vessels all at once.

Thus, once his last ships fell, the enraged enemy predictably wheeled toward his flanks, seeking brutal payback.

[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 relayed the following directives and strategies to his allies and commanders, intent on widening the gashes inflicted on the Toranks. In any war, nothing proved worse than rage-fueled loss of composure.

And the Toranks now embodied that folly, with Hye determined to extract a steep blood price for their error.