I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…

Brian began assessing the situation. He knew from news given out by Ms. Claire that Logan had protected his town from 200 demons. He wasn't going to be shown up by such a small number.

He flew forth towards the most populated section of the demon camp and began causing devastation. Each of his punches carried the force of a missile, sending demons flying left and right, crashing onto their own.

Catching a glimpse of the others, he saw Jonathan's blades slicing through enemies and George's infinite javelin throw, allowing him to keep using the same weapon when thrown.

Brian's greed rose to the top. He did not stop his hands from moving, his fists protected by flames that turned all his hits into energy.

His knuckles had yet to touch flesh, which meant he still had a lot of power. Fifty or so demons were dealt with in minutes, their corpses littering the floor. Brian laughed towards Gomir, who began to set up magic arrays.

"When will you enter, old man? Is this all your pests amount to?" Brian called out, making sure the demon leader could hear.

"What a brat, to think kids were summoned to fight us. Well then, how about this!" Gomir unleashed a volley of powerful offensive spells, each of a different element. He concentrated his power on ice to weaken the energy in Brian's fists.

Brian tried punching most of the magic with his fists but found it difficult to dodge or deflect it all. He had to turn the flames up and cover most of his body in them. He hated doing this because it would burn off most of his clothing, leaving him only with metal pants and a metal chainmail that clung to his skin.

"Damn it, do you know how much I spent on that silk shirt? Come here, I am tired of your games." Brian rushed forward. Behind him, the demons had already mutated to fight against Jonathan and George, who kept their assault. They now had to worry about where they aimed their weapons, as the magic around them was quickly absorbed by the demons, making their skin as hard as steel. Only by slicing their heads off would they die.

"What a disgusting way to die, man. If I didn't think of you as a beast, I probably would have hesitated to kill you like this," George said as he wiped the blood off his spear, which had lost its sharpness.

"If only I had better weapons, man. My swords are breaking, damn it," Jonathan cried out, tossing a bladeless handle away while summoning another from his space.

"Hey, watch out! Some monsters are coming from the water. We will have to help the others who are being dragged...ugh...what weaklings." George began sending his spear towards a squid-like creature that was pulling on one of the mages in his class, who could not escape the many tentacles grabbing his body.

"You go, I will keep fighting here. I only want strong enemies. I still need 140 more before finishing my quest," Jonathan said, looking towards Brian, who was boxing one-on-one with a demon general. Jonathan then caught a glimpse of someone jumping towards him from above.

Cerrus, Gomir's son, jumped down after teleporting in the air, using gravity to strengthen his blow. Luckily, Jonathan saw the enemy in time and jumped back just in time.

"Damn it, you almost snapped my neck!" Jonathan began charging his swords for his next attack. They began to glow as he jumped up to return fire.

Cerrus used one of his elbows to hit one blade away while his free hand punched Jonathan in the stomach, sending him back a few meters.

"Whoa there, man. You aren't doing that to my bud without consequences." George struck Cerrus on the leg to keep him from moving before rotating his spear towards his head. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

The first hit caused Cerrus to groan, but he was able to repel the second with a backhand fist.

"Nice, good to see that not everyone can be one-shot. It was getting boring." George let the spear bend enough to break and retrieved a new one from his storage.

"Guess it's time to use this..." George got out a trident he had created for large creatures and began using a new skill that let him channel energy on the tip of the weapon. It was especially good since it had three horn-like edges that could split the rays of magic.

Cerrus, skilled in physical combat, wasn't in the best position. His ability to resist even the sharpest blade did not work against magic, as proven by the three rays that caused third-degree burns on his skin.

He did not falter and moved forward to prevent George's long-range attacks. It was better to be right in front of his enemy than to wait from afar.

Brian, on the other hand, kept moving. He was a little tired now, but that did not mean he was ready to give up. His opponent could not budge, allowing Brian to get a few jabs in. He just hoped it was made like humans, as he kept targeting the spleen and tendons to cause the most damage.

He even laughed a little as the scent of the demon general became more like barbeque.

"When are you going to get serious, old man? Use that garbage mutation stone right and turn into a monster so I can have some fun for once," Brian taunted, pushing forward without waiting for his opponent's answer.

"You dare...," Gomir began, but he couldn't talk while being hit. Instead, he just did as told and took out his crystal, beginning to absorb all the mana around him. He waited just long enough for Brian to waste most of his mana so that when he turned into his frenzy mode, he would be in a far better position.

Brian soon felt his energy being drained and tried jumping back, but his hand was being held by Gomir, who was draining his fire energy.

"George, throw one of your spears here, man! I need help!" Brian tried to move from his spot as he felt his flames simmer.

"Do it yourself, dude, I have my own problems, and—" Just as he was about to stab forth, Jonathan jumped from above with blood dripping from his mouth.

"You dare make me bleed!" Jonathan exclaimed as he began slicing through Cerrus's skin, forcing the demon to use his hands to hold the blade back. Just as Jonathan and George were about to finish him, a third figure entered and swallowed Cerrus within his shadow.

"Sorry boys, I need this body…" Victor called out from behind them. They only saw him for a split second before he appeared before Brian, who, during his struggle, did not notice three arrows heading for Gomir's face. Just as the first one hit, Victor used his shadow magic to create another hole for the giant demon to fall in and be finished within his shadows.

"Sorry Brian, I needed him also…" Victor said before warping away back to safety.

"What the—!" Brian exclaimed, looking at the boy who was hiding behind Theron, clutching his chest and appearing to be in pain.

"What was that about, man? He just stole my kill!" Brian wanted to lash out but was too weak to move as he tried to recover some of his energy.@@novelbin@@

"Damn it, I need to hurry. I will worry about that guy later." George, needing to complete his own quest, hurried back into action. Three hundred or so demons were still fighting with the class, while mutated beasts lurked behind them.

After the fall of their leaders, the class was able to finish off the remaining demons within half an hour. The struggle was especially hard at the end when some in the class began to evolve, leaving their bodies exposed to danger. Luckily, the army from three countries had moved out by then, keeping all the heroes safe.

As soon as Brian finished evolving, he felt foolish for taking so long with such a weak demon. His new power was a far cry from what he had before.

Now as an Asura, he could control ten orbs around him that radiated like miniature suns. They would encircle him, both protecting and aiding him in battle.

The best part is that the orbs could also heal him to a certain extent, making it possible for Brian to now solo without needing a team like before.

George, on the other hand, could now strengthen his weapons, making the problems of breaking them a thing of the past.

Jonathan was the worst off of the three. He took far too long to recover after the punch and still needed more enemies to level up. He groaned after watching his two friends evolve and look so much better than him now.

Owen, watching everything from above, breathed a sigh of relief. He saw how Brian's group disregarded the others in the class, especially when they needed help with the monsters that came from behind. Owen was forced to help those in need, which kept him from evolving. His anger at Brian's actions made him sneer at being with such people. If they had shared and worked with the class, two or four other heroes could have leveled up to 40 or even evolved.

Only six out of the eighteen people had evolved that day.