I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse Chapter 1974: Two Months Later

The Grand Elder was stunned upon first hearing this explanation. Within such an ancient and formidable race, power was the smallest worry for any of the ancient forces.

Those with sufficient prestige and a fresh reputation basked in immense authority, power, connections, and wealth. Yet, for reasons beyond his comprehension, these forces believed they required even more, convinced their holdings fell short.

Upon learning of this, Hye could only sigh inwardly. He understood that once forces expanded too far, they risked the fatal error of stagnation, pondering ideas that would shatter all they possessed, all their forebears had toiled to create.

Much like these ancient pillars of the Hescos, Hye believed such esteemed prestige and standing demanded a heavy toll to maintain. But a reckless, greed-driven generation, blinded by lust, squandered it all in a foolish impulse.

During this time, Hye stayed occupied, but he didn't pull back all his troops from the Hescos' homeworld. Lucas remained with the Soulers and Reapers, aiding the Grand Elder in rooting out every treacherous and toxic element from their realm. Meanwhile, he instructed Lucas to gather any valuables discovered and forward them to him later.

Hye turned his focus to the massive underground faction that assaulted his kingdom's fleets. Its sheer size rendered the battle intensely difficult, but his involvement turned the tide. He dominated many foes, slew the highest number, and merely a handful escaped his clutches following a savage week-long clash.

This confrontation's rewards were immense. He acquired vast numbers of ships, numerous warriors, and crucially, insights into the underground realm.

Overwhelmed by the volume to process alone, Hye handed everything over to the Pirate King and Lady Nymph. This allowed the pair to integrate the defeated faction's remains, bolster their own operations, and strengthen via the intelligence extracted from prisoners.

At the expedition's conclusion, Hye emerged as the ultimate victor. He earned tremendous respect and unprecedented trade agreements from the Hescos, deals previously unthinkable.

He boldly demanded blueprints for planetary defenses, cutting-edge weapons and technology, and above all, secured hordes of warriors, artificial planets, and vast quantities of race tokens.

These spoils left him grinning for ages as he dispatched most back with his kingdom's forces. However, the supreme prize was the God Weapon. He eradicated this perilous menace forever, claiming numerous pristine mirrors and transport vessels to occupy Old Gan in prolonged analysis and experimentation.

With affairs resolved, Hye prepared to honor his prior commitment. The moment had arrived to venture to the outer battlefield.

Two months elapsed since that epic clash in the Hescos' homeworld. Shockingly, not a whisper escaped those who fought or witnessed it!

The Toranks concealed their crushing loss. They forfeited their decades-long espionage embedded in the Hescos' elite and homeworld. They surrendered their fearsome God Weapon and forfeited the scattered mines in the Hescos' homeworld.

As the Grand Elder foresaw precisely, the Toranks possessed ample God ore reserves to forge another God Weapon. Yet the core issue remained recharging it. The weapon drew its power exclusively from incinerating those God ores.

Though capable of a few blasts, it was now evident this armament had forfeited much of its potency. Its prime edge—mobility to strike and intimidate any cosmic race or empire—vanished.

Nobody fathomed the Toranks' scheme's full malice. They aimed to terrorize the universe via the Hescos' example. Even if frequent use proved exorbitant, none anticipated it. And should a few astute minds suspect, no rational leader would gamble their race and empire on slim odds.

From a single loss, the God Weapon transformed from the Toranks' envisioned terror blade aimed at myriad universe races, into a desperate final gambit reserved for their empire and race teetering on annihilation.

Conversely, the Hescos shrouded their triumph in secrecy. The win bore heavy blemishes of failure.

Whether scheming traitors, perfidious elders, overnight-purged factions and ancient powers, or undetected cities lurking nearby—every aspect of this victory scarred the mighty Hescos' reputation.

Moreover, prevailing over the universe's second-strongest race reframed it not as glory, but a pathetic skirmish against an inferior foe.

The Grand Elder sealed the intelligence tight, ensuring no traitor or associate survived!

The paramount hurdle lay in purging faction and family infiltrators woven into the empire's vast armies. Nearly a month passed scouring every unit to uproot all venomous elements.

Hye, meanwhile, journeyed home to his kingdom, presenting the bountiful haul to Old Gan. The elder gaped in astonishment at the mirrors, carrier ships, and shattered fragments alike.