Diyen_Pi

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ] 

After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another. 

Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended.

Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players. 

No one knows who is behind all this. 

Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing. 

But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game. 

He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them. 

"Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!"

“Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?” 

"There are... 4 Regressors?" 

How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty? 

is he going to become a Hero, or just dominate the humans, the Gods, and the Supernatural beings?

[ THIS IS NOT HAREM STORY. ]

Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode

Clyde gritted his teeth as his Elderglass sword pressed deeper against the obsidian like stake. Sparks erupted where the blade met the darkened surface, red-hot energy crackling outward in defiant bursts.

The entire battlefield trembled beneath him once again as a powerful force resisted his strike and pushing back against his strength like an immovable wall.

A wave of intense heat rolled over him, scorching the air. The Demonic power embedded within the stake pulsed violently, fighting back with all its might.

The ground beneath him cracked and split, glowing veins of molten energy spreading outward like a living entity, trying to consume him in its fire.

He tightened his grip on the sword. His arms straining against the unseen force that refused to let him break the stake.

His Angel aura flickered, momentarily dimming under the sheer weight of the power pressing against him.

Destroying The Stake