I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

After getting enhanced, the board could control and speed up time around me up to one hundred fold. That meant one hundred minutes I'd spend would only equal one passing to the world around me.

Such a ratio was crazy! But it was what I depended upon to provide tons of warriors to my forces without impacting the general plan.

I started to work, getting out millions upon millions, billions upon billions of warriors. I followed a rhythm, took a batch out, asked them to step outside, march to fill the entire zone here, or use the portals to go to other zones.

Like this, I'd not need to move a muscle and would get all the zones filled with warriors. And that wasn't all!

Even if all the zones got filled with warriors, there were still the portals leading to other worlds. And trying to fill these worlds was going to be a task that would take an entire lifetime from anyone.

To me, I stayed in such a state for three months, almost close to one day passing in the outside world. During which, I did nothing else but to take warriors out.

I lost count of how many warriors I took, and even with the constant and daily replenishment added by Silverlining, at the end I got my scarce reserve of warriors lowered to one third of what it initially was.

That didn't hurt me at all. I prepared all this time just to win that damn golden quest and fifth quest at my apocalypse.

Taking all these warriors here, and even if I ended up losing more than half of them, wasn't a bad loss actually.

The warriors I took out were all weak and powerless, without any stat points or nothing. But the surviving forces would all be quite experienced, got their stat points maxed, got gears, and got enhanced by the gods.

Even if the number of geared and blessed warriors wasn't forming the most of the entire warrior count, it was enough to take down any force or enemy back home.

In brief, I got here with a weak and endless number of warriors, getting out with scarily formidable elites, ones who could crush a thousand apocalypses like mine at the same time without making me feel any pressure.

To me, this was a very profitable exchange.

"Phew, I got myself to work to death this time," once I cancelled the board, took the bones back, I took a deep breath, stretched out my body, and looked around to feel much satisfied.

I spent tons of bones, nearly emptying the low grade bones like green and blue ones. But it was still worth it.

Right now, I could easily lay back and declare that this golden quest was mine!

No matter what the enemy tried to do, I'd crush all using might and an endless stream of warriors.

[I'm going to the jumper world now. Make sure to use these warriors to the best abilities, and crush the enemy as fast as you can]

[Sure! You gave too much to us to handle anyway!]

[Just make these dudes showing off with their big pockets work] I laughed, closed the chat with her, before turning towards the portal she pointed at before.

The jumper world... Here I come.

I moved towards the zone that had a huge portal leading to the jumper world. The portal was already taking in tons of my warriors, even to the extent of flooding the entire zone beyond the place of that portal.

I didn't care about that. I left behind tons of forces at each zone, enough to fill these zones to the brim.

I moved my chariot towards the portal before finally arriving at the jumpers' world.

And there I found something that I never expected before.

"Damn! The jumpers have already separated this planet into two halves!!!" What welcomed me was this weird and shocking scene. The planet got separated into two halves, like it was cut by some sort of a gigantic sword or something.

The place that I appeared at was one half of the entire planet, while the other half looked like it was hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Standing on this half made me feel like I was watching a moon that wasn't truly a moon. The atmosphere layer got stretched out to cover the two halves, getting this in the middle while quite thick at the two parts of this planet.

In the half I appeared at, I saw barren lands where destruction and ruins existed. There were tons of enemies here, but not a single member of the jumper race.

"Those damn jumpers! I'm now sure that jerk is just part of them, tsk!" I shook my head when I realised how hard it was to move towards the other half and get the jumpers rescued.

The enemy already filled the entire half I appeared at. Without the need to scan or visit anyplace, just watching this weird situation made me reach such a conclusion.

What was the purpose of dividing up the entire planet if not to make the journey of the enemies hard and quite impossible?

The problem of crossing over and reaching the other half didn't just lie in the grand distance between the two parts, but also at the thin and stretched atmospheric layer here.

The changes that happened to this protective layer made the central zone in that long journey quite dangerous.

I just saw a storm coming from space, assaulting those who were trying to cross over from the enemies and my forces alike.

Natural powers like these wouldn't differentiate between anything or anyone. Starting from the part of the planet I was standing on, long lines of forces moved from here up to the other half that was far away in the sky.

I felt like it was another sky, or insurmountable peak of mountain that could reach skies beyond my reach.

Tsk! Those jumpers made sure that they would kill most of the enemies before coming to them. And that also meant more of my forces would get killed while trying to cross that spatial bridge.