I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“Let’s do it, pal,” this glaive stood in my inventory for a long time. I tried more than once to hold it and failed, only ending up using it as a drop of mass destruction and a real killer weapon.

But at last I managed to freely wield it, and use it as my primary weapon from now on.

I looked up the technique. The eleven balls hovered on top of the ground, with their huge bodies and different sizes.

“Come!” I drew my name in the centre of this technique and then the balls started to react fiercely and rotated fast around the world.

“Get inside, get it linked to you, pal!” At this moment, I bent my knees and jumped high in the air, raising up my glaive in such a manner to break heaven itself.

Once the glaive touched the about to merge balls, a change started to happen.

First the techniques merged into a massive ball that hovered midair, with my glaive stuck into its centre.

Despite it being so damn huge, the glaive still had almost half of its shaft outside. I left the handle and fell on the ground, watching what was going on up there._.

The massive ball up there was hovering almost one hundred metres off the ground, with sparkling flashes of red, black, and dark blue lights all the time.

Cracks would appear from time to time, flashing like bolts of lightning before vanishing and others would appear next.

The ball itself was rotating slowly, as if it was a beast on the verge of awakening.

And my glaive stood in the middle of all this, making me wait anxiously for the end result.

This wasn’t just a simple technique, but was something major that would greatly impact my odds in the future battle.

So I waited down there, watching my glaive and technique hovering over the ground for almost an hour.

“Something is missing,” again I had this feeling. The technique took a long time and nothing new happened.

[Use your blood] Again, my mentor appeared, [You have to link everything together. Cover up your glaive with your blood, and keep holding it until this is over]

“Keep holding it…” I looked up before snapping my fingers to bring my chariot here.

I wouldn’t settle up hanging over the ground like a silly monkey and watch the world from there.

I jumped over my chariot with a single hit on the ground. I felt such strength and agility before whenever I upgraded my cultivation.

But this effect was temporary, and didn’t last for more than a few minutes or mostly an hour.

But this time I got this boost that would last for an entire day, and I planned to enjoy myself during this time.

I held the glaive with my right arm, while with the other I controlled the merged technique of mine to take my blood over to the massive ball and this glaive.

I covered the glaive entirely with blood, even resulting in me getting soaked with it. The blood that came from my right arm wound was now running over part of my face and almost half of my chest.

I didn’t care! I wanted this damn technique to be over!

*Rumble!*

Just when my blood touched it, the ball fiercely rotated, and the cracks of lights kept getting more frequent and dense. I felt this rumble coming from the depths of this ball, transmitted to my body through my glaive.

Then it kept rumbling like it got a heart beat or something of its own.

I felt like it was going to explode! “What’s wrong? Why is it acting this way?!!” just during the past couple of minutes, it started to gush out lots of wind that fiercely assaulted my chariot.

I had to endure the wind and didn’t risk activating the shield of my chariot, fearing that it would lead to a disaster.

[Don’t panic! It’s normal] Sith’s voice was really reassuring. Just by saying this, I felt reassured and calm at once.

But what was happening here was far from being good! The ball kept expanding and shrinking, emitting dazzling bolts of light all around its surface, while the cracks kept expanding and vanishing fast.

And the wind it emitted became fiercer! If not for the big size of my chariot I’d be thrown away.

The ball continued to act berserkly like this until all of sudden I felt like an explosion occurred inside it. I stopped moving my blood over it since it started to act this way.

It already got stirred up by my blood and I didn’t want it to end up exploding in my face.

Once that explosion occurred silently inside the ball, it started to finally shrink. I could feel my glaive vibrating fiercely, as if it was getting hammered by something inside.

It took roughly two hours for the ball to start shrinking, and it took another two hours until it ended up imprinted on the edge of my glaive, forming a black blue circle there.

“Is it… finished?” I retracted my glaive and led my chariot on the ground. Once my feet touched the ground again with a simple jump, I started to examine this circle.

“It looks… Like a stain over my precious glaive!” I was surprised to feel absolutely nothing while touching this circle.

It didn’t give me any vibe of any kind, like nothing happened just now.

“Did it fail?” This was the first thing that popped into my mind, and just thinking about failing here made my mood worse.

I planned lots of things on using this monster. I planned to use it in the fierce and hard to win battle of the capital.

Without winning this fight, without breaking into the capital of the Hectors, this entire war would be lost.

The more I waited, the stronger my enemies would become. I gained such advantage early on when they were still weak and unprepared.

But starting from the fourth quest, paragons would start to unlock part of their powers. Not to mention the evolution of the quests and the monsters later on.