I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

If anyone wanted to purchase stats from the market, they got to really bleed themselves to do that, and it wasn’t going to be enough.

This was my revenge against such a scheme, such a treacherous act that I was sure the Hescos and other top races were behind it.

Screw you all! I wished you all’d rot in hell!

[I want to meet you right now at ground zero] Once I was done, I sent this message over to Lily, [Make sure to bring lots of people with you. We need to make a big distribution over our forces scattered all over the world]

When I met her, and when she learnt about such tricky and little details that even she didn’t know about, she got really furious.

“Those damn bastards! That’s why our armies got screwed all over the place all this time! So they raised their levels, and that’s enough to push our backs against the walls!”

She was smart enough to get the hidden meaning behind such an act. I didn’t need to say anything to her, and she guessed everything that I already guessed.

“No need to panic, it’s not like we lost that bad,” I evilly grinned, waved my arm and the next thing that appeared was mountains and mountains of stat crystals.

“This… Did you steal the market or what?!!!” she gave me an expression and look that made me laugh for a minute.

“It’s just me,” I laughed, “you know what you need to do.”

“Leave it to me,” she even placed her hand over her chest, “I’ll make sure those damn bastards piss themselves when they’ll see our new might.”

“Not right away,” I warned her, “right now they are all scared of Karoline. Just make sure our warriors will hide their strength quite well, ok?”

“I got you,” she nodded, “but will this be enough?”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” I flew in the air, went towards another empty spot and started filling it with mountains of stat crystals, “I’ll leave enough to satisfy our needs for years.”

“We only need to satisfy it for now,” she laughed when she saw this, realising how I loved to do things big.

I didn’t stick around for too long. After I left enough for her and my forces, I went back to one of the continents I controlled before.

“Time to raise my warriors up,” I stopped just when I realised what was going on. And now it was time to reshuffle everything.

I started taking my warriors and filled the word with them. At the same time, I scattered mountains of stat crystals all over the continent.

“Damn god! My current stats… Damn!” I didn’t think twice and consumed hundreds of thousands of stat crystals to increase my level to the max. And there I found my stats quite scary.

All of them were at the hundred thousand mark! All of them! Be it speed, strength, defence, everything! And on top of that, I found something new on the side of my profile page.

“A True Universe Novice Rank? What the heck is that?!!!” I checked but found a message that told me I did not have enough clearance to access such data. I thought deeply about it for an hour or so, reaching a single conclusion.

“So the apocalypse is meant to help new races to join the grand universe. Does this mean there are more ranks out there in the universe? Wow! That means… I’m not at the weakest level of the entire universe or what?”

I knew if I asked Silverlining, he’d walk me through all this. But I didn’t. I wanted to walk myself through, better taste what this all was about myself.

That clearance thing wasn’t a puzzle for me. I was sure the moment I’d clear this apocalypse and control everything under my lead, once the apocalypse would be over, then me and others would get such clearance privileges or something.

“So… It won’t just end here after all…” I muttered to myself, while feeling weird excitement about all this.

I thought that once I controlled my world and won the apocalypse, all this excitement would be over. I started my journey here hating this apocalypse down to the bones. But after living through it for a long time, after rocking and winning all my enemies and foes, I developed such a weird attachment to such life.

In addition to that, there was always this puzzlement that I couldn’t get. If everything ended by the end of the apocalypse, why would lots of races compete in every new apocalypse? Send their younger generations to fight there for supremacy?

I’d understand if the top three races fought hard to do it. After all, they were the top three, and they were battling this hard to secure their current position and even crush the other two if possible.

Yet other races like Dragons, Selvators, and Berserkers didn’t need to struggle that much. They could just lean their backs, enjoy the peaceful lives at their home worlds. And if their people grew in size, they could participate in apocalyptic trials from time to time, securing more worlds for their future generations.

But now I started to see through everything. There was another trial after this one would be over, one that seemed much grander and a lot better than this one here.

An entire trial that would cover up the entire universe with all the races within. How big and hard such a trial would be? Damn! Just thinking about it drove my blood to boil with excitement!

I couldn’t wait for the entire trial here to end. And was now greatly anticipating what I’d get in the end from all this in the form of assessment.

As there was another trial after this one, then my performance here would reflect on the final assessment and later on would grant me perks. What would I get? A privilege to be like those mighty races? Perhaps not that far, but it’d be enough for me to place a strong foot on that grand universe.