I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

"Hmm, this feeling feels familiar," Ray muttered, recalling the sensation he experienced when he had maxed out his Lord of the Sky skill. He had become one with the sky, and the sky had become him. This was exactly the same feeling he had previously encountered.

It was as if he was molding the very principle of the sky and manipulating it freely, just like this sword.

"Core principle?" This thought immediately appeared in his mind as he contemplated further.

"So, I can make anything into a sword, huh..."

This was definitely not as simple as it seemed; something that his A-class skill could only do when fully upgraded was a similar feeling to this skill.

"Core principles, huh..." Ray repeated to himself while closing his eyes.

"If the core principle of the sky encompasses all things in the sky above the surface of the planet, then what is the core principle of the sword?" His eyes slowly opened as the black pupils seemed to flash.

Ray's entire mind was focused on the information that had been unlocked to gain the skill. That's right...

As he noticed the changes in his genes, Ray found that all this information was gained by his very own genes, and was actually locked up somewhere, while the mutation energy only acted like a key to unlock its potential.

Humans, as they looked on the outside, failed to find the potential in their very own bodies and what their genes could do.

"The core principle of the sword is..." Ray walked towards the wall and raised his hand slanted.

Immediately, an illusion of the sword seemed to appear in front of him as he slightly waved at the wall.

Shing!

As his slanted palm touched the wall, it almost made the sound as if it was a sword... a sharp sword cutting through the wall as Ray's slanted palm cleanly cut the wall like a hot knife through butter.

"It is 'sharpness,'" Ray uttered while looking at his hand. There was next to no strength that he applied to the thing, but it was able to cut through the wall so effortlessly.

"The core principle of the sword is embodied in sharpness. Sharpness represents the sword's ultimate purpose: to cut cleanly and decisively, to pierce through obstacles with precision," he spoke.

"This feels like a similar skill to the one that Argos had," Ray thought to himself, but he was only a B-class Awakener, while this skill was an S-class; there was obviously a terrifying difference.

Then he stood up and left the room.

"Time to hunt some undead while also recruiting women."

…

In the wasteland, where there seemed to be almost no life in sight, no trees or plants, just completely barren land, not to mention the terrifying heat in the surroundings, some shadowy figures were rapidly travelling on the ground.

However, all these figures' footsteps were unstable, and their breathing seemed to be ragged with urgency in almost everyone's eyes.

At the front of the group was the golden-haired, blindfolded woman who seemed to be seemingly walking the slowest. However, in actuality, she was the fastest in the group, almost completely overtaking all these people no matter how they ran.

Even her two guards, one covered in a grey cloak and the other in black, were one step behind her.

"Is that the weapon you were talking about, Seer?" Clint voiced as he gulped with his parched lips, his eyes still lingering in fear.

"Yes, have you heard about the legend of snakes from the West Kingdom of Dahomey?"

"The ancient kingdom that regarded the snakes as immortal?" Clint said, his body shivering just remembering the scene he saw previously.

"Yes, that legend of snakes being related to immortality is true, well, half true," she paused as she continued to walk.

"By shedding their skin, they are practically being reborn again, and they can infinitely maintain this cycle themselves. They are the symbols of infinity and immortality."

"Then why-" Clint was about to ask, but Seer turned towards him as if she could see right through Clint, even with her blindfold, which caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

"I... I am sorry, Seer," he bowed with an expression of pure fear.

"It's fine," she shook her head. "The modern snakes are just a mere image left of their ancestors, as the world changed itself. And remember what snakes are afraid of?"

"Cold-blooded animals," Clint immediately muttered, "so they are afraid of cold."

"You are correct that the atmosphere of the earth is changing, and some variables because of humans. The immortal snakes, the very symbol that originated the symbol of infinity, died with it."

"Then... then..."

Clint's voice was barely audible, and not only him, but all the S-class Awakeners besides him were all shaken to the core as they perked their ears.

"In the immortal species of the snake, the king of the snake was still able to survive while slumbering in a deep sleep. It will only awaken when it's hungry and hunt every animal in the surrounding, swallowing all things like the end of the world. Then it will shed its skin again to become younger and continue its sleep."

"That snake is the king of snakes?" His heart palpitated. "Is it because of the Apocalypse that this happened?"

"You are right. In the vision I saw at the end of the Apocalypse, the snake became such a giant that it swallowed each and every single Awakener. If that Level three Undead Bee was the catalyst of the destruction, this king of immortal snakes is the destruction itself."

"Let's leave in our plane now. This being has already been awakened by us and will chase us to the ends of the world. So we will go to Ray's continent," she said.

As they quickly got to their place and headed straight for Ray's continent without stopping, everyone looked at the back of this seemingly frail and blindfolded woman and felt their hearts tremble...

"This woman is too evil," Clint thought to himself.

After some time, when they left, the entire wasteland was trembling as a giant shadow slowly seemed to slither on the ground. A strange green vertical pupil showed itself as it looked at the fleeting plane while hissing.

It moved with a very fluid grace as it slithered out of the continent into the ocean, silently following the plane with almost no sound, even with its giant body.

"It's following us," the seer muttered while looking down from the aeroplane. Her head was down as if she could peer through the ocean to look at the creature.

"I hope this works, that damn bastard Ray."

Her teeth ground together with unspeakable anger.

"I've already made a deal with that being. If I can't help it kill her, then I'll have to kill my lover myself..."

Her hand trembled, and her legs seemed to lose all strength as she collapsed to the ground.

"No, I can't give up. This is for the sake of humanity. Yes, for humanity's sake. She's already abandoned us. If we don't leave here, she'll come for us and end us all."

Her expression gradually turned mad, like someone who had lost her mind.

…

It was a bright day in the city that Ray himself had created. The warm, sunny sun shone in the sky, not too hot nor too cold in the entire city—made possible by Ray himself.

Strangely, almost the entire skyscraper was particularly empty, with a line of beautiful women that extended from the most luxurious building's entrance all the way to the exit and around the entire city, forming a full circle.

"Mother, what are they doing?" the boy, casually licking his lollipop, tugged at his mother's sleeves. "They are such beautiful sisters, why are they all going inside the building?"

"Umm," she looked at her child helplessly. "These beautiful sisters are lining up to marry the lord of this city."

"Really?" the boy asked while jumping around.

"Yes."

"Our father also died already, so why don't you join their mother and I could eat all the ice creams, lollipops..." the child spoke with the most innocent expression on his face.

She looked at her child and was immediately rendered a little speechless; a little red hue appeared on her cheeks.

"I am not worthy as I am too old."

"But you look beautiful, mother..." The child looked at her again with almost a piercing gaze, but there was an air of innocence around him.

The mother's lips twitched as she pulled his ears. "Shut up and do your homework."

"Alright, mother," the child giggled and ran away, with her chasing him.

Even though almost ten women were entering the building per minute, there was almost no sign of them ever stopping, almost feeling like it was an endless amount.

Ray sat at the top of the building, enjoying the sun with Yuna on one of his laps and Seraphine on the other, both resting their heads on his chiselled chest.