I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

How could I find him here? Damn! Even if I got an entire year, I wouldn't be able to execute this task no matter how hard I tried.

Finding him? In here? Come on! Even finding a needle in a haystack was more possible than finding that enemy of mine.

[You are invited here for the battlefield arena challenge]

[Your task is to find your opponent in the next eighty-four hours and kill him. Failing to do so will make you a loser in this challenge]

[The world is the same size as your world. To compensate for that, you'll have your ride speed increased by five folds without increasing the consumption of energy]

[Warning: you can't get access to the market]

[Warning: All connections with the outside world is severed]

[Warning: your channel is just working in one direction. Your subscribers can only watch without contacting you]

[Warning: Your opponent is already here!]

Damn! Even my channel was blocked! Forty-eight hours! Wasn't that equal to one day in the apocalypse?

One day? My forces would be annihilated if I didn't finish this up in the next few minutes! I looked around and could only helplessly accept my fate.

I couldn't do anything to help them. Sorry guys, you are on your own now.

I was even deprived of the right to summon my warriors. In such a vast place, using my dragons and warriors to scan the ground and sky was a good thing I couldn't use now.

So… I was in an alien world, having nothing except my chariot, and I had to find that bastard and kill him in less than forty-eight hours.

If I was him, I'd run as fast as I could away from me. Compared to him, my place was clearly visible to him miles away.

My chariot… Damn! It turned from my advantage into my disadvantage. Should I call it back? But that meant I'd have to scan the world blindly on foot!

It wasn't even possible to do that! The only thing I could do now was to just keep it around and try to search for him.

But where was he in the first place? And who was that damn bastard?

[Your enemy isn't far from you. Yet his specific location can't be pinpointed for you]

As expected! Keep giving him the f*cking damn advantage one after another! Fair system? Humph, fair my as*!!

[Your enemy is one of the paragons of the Hector race. He is called Smith. Here is his picture for your to recognise]

What the heck?!! My enemy… he was a paragon! A f*cking paragon! For god sake! What did I just get myself into?!!

The next moment a screen flashed in front of me. It wasn't a picture but a live feed, like one that belonged to my channel.

And there I saw the face of a very serious guy. He was covered in fine golden red scales, with a sharp looking elliptical pair of eyes.

He looked smart, strong, and not easy to kill. Yet what was good about this was that it showed what he was doing at this moment.

He wasn't running as I expected. He raised his head, looking in fixation towards a certain point in the sky.

Wait a second… Was he looking at me at this moment?

I couldn't help but raise one hand high in the air, before closing all fingers except my middle one. If he was looking at me right now then it was good to issue such an insulting challenge towards him.

For a second there I swore I saw his face twitching, like he clenched his jaw muscles. Damn! It was true then! That bastard… he was so close to perfectly seeing me and my finger.

[Your feed screen will appear once per hour. It will also appear for your enemy at the same time. Each appearance will last for one minute before closing up. The feed can transmit images and sound]

"Oh… So you can hear me motherf*cker?" I looked directly at the screen and then that scaled bastard turned his face towards the screen as well.

It seemed as if the screen appeared in front of him at this moment. Or he was just oblivion just like me of what all this was about.

"You are that ant who tried to touch his gods? Humph, it's a good thing you challenged me then. I'll make sure you'll regret all of this."

His voice didn't carry anything but arrogance and complete confidence. That dude… he gave me an even worse feeling than when I met that dragon archlord before.

"Let's see how good you are then. Come on, I'm standing all here and will wait for you."

"Hahaha, thinking of me like those damn stupid winged lizards?" he laughed, as if I said a funny joke or something.

"Then just stay still, I'll come and shave those scales off your body one by one."

"An empty threat that holds no weight," he snorted, "if your race was even one thousand times better than what they are, I might have felt threatened right now."

We both stopped talking, only kept looking at one another as if we two stood in front of each other. Damn you! I couldn't even think such a race would combine arrogance, strength, and intelligence in one.

Just before the screen would flash and close, I raised my middle finger again. Even if he was feeling reassured about his odds here, I would never show any sign of defeat, not even in front of him.

As the screen vanished, I knew the real fight would begin.

Even if I failed to taunt him to attack me, I could at least recognise the spot he was at.

I saw a small running water stream just ten metres behind him. There was some sort of a hill not far from him. So I was looking for a stream of water in an area adjacent to a hill.