I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 820 Death Can Be Heaven Sometimes

[Leave them to me, I will handle them]

Her response came swiftly, making me heave a sigh of relief.

I got the impression that Angelica was acting slightly overconfident thanks to the boost she gained from the beasts.

[I heard that everyone got a boost to their powers and cultivation. Why didn’t you let me come?] before I’d move, she sent this, stopping me from venturing forward.

[You are a Selvator ex-paragon. You already have cultivation opened and a path easy for you to walk through, right?]

[But… didn’t that Hector girl and others gain this boost?]

[She didn’t, she was unconscious by that time] I rolled my eyes when I read her response.

What was wrong with everyone? Why were they focusing on Lily?

[Oh… In that case… It’s fine then]

I closed the chat and didn’t respond to her. I knew she missed a good chance, but she was doing an important task over the capital by holding the defences there.

Getting done from all these, it was finally time for the big deal; my pocket world.

I looked at it, and wondered how Angelica felt such fear from this beauty. It was looking great and I just hoped for it to grow bigger and wider.

From the description of that world, I knew that one mile radius from the outside was equal to one hundred miles inside. And now? This pocket world has already tripled in size.

And that meant the area inside was close to three hundred thousand miles, if not more.

The reason behind such fierce and fast growth was thanks to the big war I just had. The number of deaths there was simply astronomical.

It seemed this pocket world kept absorbing death energy all the time. That was the only logical explanation I had for what happened here.

As I grew closer to the world, I felt a connection with it stable and firm. I couldn’t feel a speck of fear at all from this world.

I looked at the grand appearance of it, these golden circular symbols flashing all over its surface.

“Let’s see what you are all about,” I imagined many things about this world. I pictured a dark world, empty and void of any life, filled with fierce currents of air that swept even dirt from the ground high in the air.

I imagined a barren world, cold and even hellish one. But when I entered inside, I could only look around in such shock without knowing what to say or think about.

Everything… Everything I thought about this world was wrong!

Black? Barren? Humph! The world that appeared in front of my eyes was a vast open world of green lawns.

There was green vegetation everywhere, trees, and even flowers in different colours! The sky was blue, well lit, clear with few and scarce faint white clouds.

Even the air here had its own fragrance, one that made me feel lots of peace and tranquillity.

This was a death world? Hell no! Even heaven in my eyes wouldn’t look different!

Did I go by mistake into another world? I looked behind, and there it seemed I came through a huge dark portal that kept flashing behind my chariot.

*Fwoosh!*

I passed through it to find myself returning back to the place I used to enter the pocket world.

In front of me lies that colossal pocket world with its ugly and gloomy dark colour, scary and fierce lightning arcs up there, and the golden symbols that keep dancing all over the surface.

This… How come this was my world?!!

I returned inside to be met with the same scenery. “Sigh! Even if this seems insane, I have to accept that this world is my necromancer’s world of death.”

I muttered and resigned to this belief while starting to venture inside the world.

The first thing I noticed was that black and huge swirlpool. It kept following me wherever I went.

It seemed this was my own gateway, my way out from this heaven.

I looked around, and flew for hours exploring this place over and over again. In my eyes, this place shouldn’t be dealt with as a world of death.

It should be a world brimming with life, filled with lots of towns and cities. My humans should come here and enjoy such heaven with me.

But to do that, to get such heaven, I had to spread death all over the world. I had to widen my scale of wars so my little pocket world here could expand further and truly become a world of its own.

“It’s time to check those things then,” I bought lots of items that could help my world here to grow. Their names were scary and dark, just like the drops of black seeds of death.

But as I saw the true beauty of this death world, I was more eager to let it expand.

“Ok, go and help my world grow bigger,” as I decided, I started flying around and scattered everything I got from Lurdan sovereign.

I threw away everything; millions of drops of black seeds of death, millions of potions of fog of death, and the tens of thousands of leaves from the biggest tree of death in the universe.

These things came down in big amounts, falling all over the three hundred mile radius world and started a big ruckus.

The world kept booming, issuing loud explosions one after another. All I saw was for the ground moving like it was ocean waves.

The ground kept rising up and down, without even messing a single leaf or ruining a single flower. This was… Insane!

I watched while at the end of my sight, new lands started to appear, just the same like the green one here.

“It’s working…” I watched this going on for hours, before I recalled something else that I forgot. “The Black liquid of death… I forgot it!”

I took it out, and in my hands I found a big solid black, oval shaped tear that had faint golden lines at its surface.