Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode

Clyde kept pulling, straining, and then sighed. He stared at the wyvern’s corpse for a moment before realizing something unpleasant-he was still not strong enough.

His body had been pushed far beyond its limits during the battle. His muscles trembled whenever he moved, his magical energy had been nearly exhausted. Even though the wyvern was dead, Clyde could not immediately continue. If another powerful monster appeared now, he might not be able to deal with it.

Clyde clicked his tongue and sat down on the floating platform and rested for a while.

For several minutes Clyde just sits still while slowly recovering his strength. The strange wind of the Ruin passed over his body, carrying ash and small fragments of debris through the air. His breathing gradually became steadier, and the exhaustion weighing down his limbs slowly receded.

Eventually, Clyde stood again when his stamina and magical power had recovered enough for him to move properly. They were nowhere near full, but at least he could fight if something appeared.

Clyde walked back toward the wyvern’s head. His eyes immediately settled on the shining object embedded within its skull, that he was almost certain was the Star-Metal Fragment.

Clyde crouched beside the corpse and placed both hands around the exposed portion of the fragment.

Up close, the material looked even stranger.

It resembled a smooth piece of white metal. Its surface was so polished that it reflected Clyde’s face almost like a mirror. Yet the fragment did not just reflect the surrounding light. It produced its own faint light, illuminating the scales and blood surrounding it.

Clyde narrowed his eyes. There was no doubt anymore. This had to be the Star-Metal Fragment.

More importantly, he could feel something inside it, it was magical energy.

It was incredibly dense. Unlike ordinary magic, the energy within the fragment felt pure and heavy, like it had been compressed into the metal over an unimaginably long period of time.

Clyde tightened his grip then he pulled again.

Nothing happened.

He frowned and pulled harder. Finally the fragment shifted slightly.

"Come on..."

Clyde planted one foot against the wyvern’s skull and pulled with both hands. The metal slowly moved.

The surrounding scales cracked as the fragment resisted his strength. Clyde gritted his teeth and continued pulling.

For a moment, it felt as though the fragment had been fused directly into the creature’s bones.

Clyde released it and took a breath, he cursed under his breath then he grabbed it again. This time, he pulled with everything he had left.

The fragment suddenly came loose.

Clyde lost his balance and fell backward onto the ground with the Star-Metal Fragment clutched tightly in his hands.

He lay there for a moment, then looked at the object. A faint grin appeared on his exhausted face.

"Ah, finally."

Clyde slowly sat up and examined the fragment one more time. The smooth white surface continued to emit its strange light.

He carefully placed it inside his pack, beside the Voidheart Crystal. His two objectives were now both secured.

Clyde looked down at himself. His clothes were torn in several places. Burns covered portions of his arms and shoulders, dried blood stained his clothing and skin.

He had no desire to remain in this Ruin any longer than necessary. Clyde stood and picked up his sword, wiped the remaining blood from the blade before sheathing it.

Then he turned toward the distant place where he opened the portal before.

The journey back was surprisingly uneventful. Most of the monsters in the central region had either been killed during his battles or driven away by the destruction.

A few smaller creatures appeared along the way, but Clyde avoided them whenever possible. He had no reason to waste his remaining strength on unnecessary fights.

Eventually, the familiar remains of the portal appeared in the distance. Clyde slowed as he approached.

Clyde reached into his pocket and pulled out the amulet he had been given as the key. He held it toward the portal and the amulet immediately responded.

A glow spread across its surface before flowing into the air in front of him. Space began to distort, a swirling vortex formed in the center a second later. Then he stepped forward.

The moment Clyde entered the portal, the distorted space swallowed his body and he disappeared.

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Clyde emerged from the portal at the center of one of the main intersections inside Sivagadh Fortress. The moment his feet touched the ground several people nearby turned toward him.

Their expressions immediately changed into shock and confusion.

Clyde could understand why. His clothes were torn in several places, blood and dirt covered him, several burns also visible on his arms and neck. His hair was disheveled, his face carried exhaustion.

He looked like he had crawled out of a burning hole.

Clyde paid none of them any attention. He just adjusted the pack hanging over his shoulder and began walking.

His destination was the largest building in the Fortress.

That building served as the main administrative center for the fighters of Sivagadh. Missions were assigned and reported there, the upper floors were reserved for the Council. Council meetings were usually held somewhere near the top of the building.

Clyde entered through the large front doors and several people inside immediately noticed him. Their eyes followed him again.

Clyde ignored them and walked straight toward the mission counter.

A young woman sat behind the desk, organizing several mission records. She looked up when Clyde approached.

"Mission report?" she asked.

Clyde nodded and placed his mission slip on the counter. "Completed."

The woman picked up the slip and began checking the information. Her expression was initially professional, then it changed, her eyes widened.

She looked at Clyde, then back at the mission record, then at Clyde again.

"You... completed this alone?"

Clyde gave her a small smile. "Yes."

The woman stared at him for several seconds.

The mission had been assigned to a Ruin filled with powerful monsters. Even with a proper team, completing it was not considered an easy task. But this young man had returned alone. And judging from his condition, he had apparently fought his way through the entire mission himself.

The woman hesitated before finally recording the completion.

"Everything is confirmed," she said slowly. "The materials are also accounted for."

Clyde nodded. "Good."

He turned away before the woman could ask anything else. The exhaustion was beginning to catch up with him again.

Clyde left the administrative building and returned to his living quarters. The moment he entered his room, he closed the door behind him.

He dropped his pack beside the bed and let out a long breath. He needed rest right now.

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