I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

As for Lucias, aside from giving me news about the locations of each zone, there was nothing else to say.

It took almost sixty days to get all the zones under my control. The travel time between each zone took the same amount of time.

This world… It was really huge!

If not for the presence of a deadly weapon down below at its core, I’d have left this pocket world for my people to use.

It was vast, all green, and didn’t have any threat aside from that weapon thing and the sacrifice quota each zone paid every year.

Sigh! I just hoped I’d find a way to preserve this world after destroying that damn core and weapon thing.

One hundred and twenty days passed… That was a hell lot of time indeed. It was four months, and I just kept fighting and travelling all this time.

It was possibly the longest period I spent away from my Earth! I knew there was that twenty times factor in time, making these four months equal only to six days!

It was crazy! Just thinking about this made me realise the importance of my second Earth world more.

I estimated that by the time I’d be out of here, the fourth quest would be about to be over.

This was thanks to the vast space of this world. I started to travel towards the outer region, heading to clear the paths first.

This journey alone took close to half a month! I didn’t have anything to do during the journey but to eat and sleep.

I didn’t consider training or cultivating. After all, I had zero control over the time I’d spend on this.

Instead I started to think about other stuff.

What should I do with all these races? Would the system add its evolved features to them? Or this would fail?

I placed another importance over the new races I got. Fallen gods, necromancers, Bulltors, and even soulers were all old friends of mine.

But the other five races were like a mystery for me.

I watched them during the fight. Two races used weird abilities related to time and space to stop my chariot.

One kept opening portals that enveloped my chariot and sent it far away, and the other affected my movement speed and even managed to slow down time for me.

Aside from these two, the other three used pure natural element attacks; fire, ice, and lightning.

They were deadly, especially if they gathered up a large number of their races together, forming some sort of combined attacks.

But in the end, they all failed to stop me. And during the fight I got to see the vast difference in their strength and the current mainstream strength of the top races in the universe.

They were strong, had strong abilities, but they lacked any backing to make these abilities fiercer. They had to stick together to perform stronger attacks, and that was much different than what their remaining people in my time could do.

Just putting a single fallen god of mine or one souler against their fellow kin from this pocket world would clearly demonstrate this point.

The addition and evolution of the system so far had a great impact indeed. And that was great news considering that all of them would get the chance to unlock the system.

I thought then about when and where I should deploy them. Such races were going to be a real game changer.

Using them at the current apocalypse running on Earth was a grave mistake. Instead, I should wait for the Toranks to help me get to other worlds.

The stage of fighting Hescos would be the right one for my races to take part in and shine. In the meantime, I’d give them time to adapt to the new system, unlock cultivation, feed them stat points and crystals of power, and leave to train and get stronger.

After half a month, I finally reached the end of the world. It was a true statement. There was a huge wall that encompassed this world, looking like a great end for such a huge world.

It was much bigger than the mountainous wall I saw before surrounding each zone.

According to the news I heard from all the leaders of the zones, these mountains and these zones were present when the world was formed.

No one made them, and they just came to live inside as these were the best places to live in this place.

“Time to see the next dude,” after five days of flying around this great wall that reached too damn high towards the clouds, I finally spotted a gigantic door.

There was an ocean of people gathering around it. And so I knew this was the gate leading to the path.

A general look and I could tell how deeply terrified they were from that path and the beast inside. They gathered at the path entrance, yet left a distance of almost a couple tens of miles away from that door.

This… Looked a bit weird, and pretty much expected.

Without saying anything, I moved my chariot and let it land on the ground. I tried to come inside with it and ended up losing it somewhere I didn’t know about.

I wouldn’t risk losing it somewhere and not return back after clearing that path.

As I walked towards that path, I was holding my heavy glaive. I already used my sacrifices, added more strength to me before going in there.

I knew the power of the system would be sealed. But who said my class would be? The beasts living here came from such ancient times, where there were no classes or such powers like mine.

My soul class… I bet it was something devised by the system, inspired by the lost souler race.

As I traversed the distance of a mile to that gate, I could hear the ruckus coming from behind. Without the need to look, I knew everyone was standing on their toes, looking at such crazy weak human race descendants going to the path.