The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Klaus, who was about to taunt Ella and her minions, suddenly felt his strength, stamina, and access to his Star Qi drop by 70%. The drastic drop caught him by surprise, but instead of panicking, he felt strangely excited.

Even if the entire 5000 who past the Trial come against him, he has what it takes to kill them all. That is how powerful he is. The debuff may weaken an ordinary warrior but not him.

“Hahaha…” Klaus burst into a resounding laughter.

Ella, expecting to see a frown or panic on Klaus’s face, frowned instead as Klaus burst into laughter.

“What’s so funny? Your strength and Qi are down by 70% for the next 30 minutes, and you’re surrounded,” Ella said, frowning.

“What’s there to be concerned about? Even without my Qi, I could kill you all with my eyes closed,” Klaus replied, not even bothering to summon his sword or spear.

“Attack…” Ella commanded, but before her minions could move, Klaus raised a finger, halting them.

“Just so we’re clear, are all of you choosing to side with Ella? I won’t attack if you step back now,” Klaus said, summoning his sword. His bloodlust was starting to surface. Strangely, the drop in his strength only made him feel more alive, more invigorated.

After a few seconds, no one stepped back. Klaus’s smile vanished, and in a cold tone, he spoke.

“Since we’re all in agreement, don’t regret your decision later,” Klaus said, turning as if facing a camera. “To those watching, I apologize for what you’re about to see.”

“Demon Killing Circle,” Klaus muttered, swinging his sword. Instantly, a red circle appeared around him and the eleven he was about to face.

As the circle appeared, all eleven, Ella included, panicked. But when nothing seemed to happen, she smirked. “Wasted skill.”

“Wasted, yes, but it will prevent you eleven from logging out until I say so.” Before any of them could process his words, Klaus was upon his first target—a spearman who froze in panic as Klaus’s cold gaze met his.

Moving quickly and without using any skill, Klaus swung his sword, knocking the spear out of his opponent’s grip.

Bang!

An elbow landed on the spearman’s face, sending him flying back. Klaus didn’t stop there; he jumped, evading an attack from Max, and landed in water that immediately began eating away at his boots.

“Tsk,” Klaus smirked, freezing the ground around him. Thanks to the water, he could do it without using much Ice Qi. Ella gritted her teeth, frustrated as she watched Klaus effortlessly counter her attacks.

Water against ice, really?

Klaus, unfazed, moved swiftly to his next target. He landed a kick, sending the opponent flying. Strangely, the spear that had fallen from the first opponent was now beside him.

He glanced at the spearman, whose weapon now lay at his feet. The guy’s nose was broken from the kick he landed earlier, but the next attack was far more brutal.

Klaus kicked the blunt end of the spear, and before the spearman could even attempt to evade, his own weapon went through his head, splitting it in half.

Gasps echoed across the battlefield and among those watching. They had all just witnessed Klaus kill the spearman in a rather gory way. His head split in half—a shockingly brutal display. But Klaus wasn’t done.

He moved, evading a lightning strike from Ethan, who now seemed to be taking the fight seriously. Ethan was arrogant and initially saw Klaus, stripped of 70% of his strength, as an easy target. But watching the spearman die was a wake-up call.

Lightning filled the Killing Circle, sealing them in. For the next 15 minutes, nothing could enter or exit.

Thanks to cultivating the [Soul Mending Pagoda], Klaus’s soul has become very powerful now.

Although he’d only cultivated the first two levels, it was enough to extend the Killing Circle’s duration to 15 minutes—an improvement from the 5 minutes he could manage during his battle in the Demon’s Abode Forbidden Zone. This was a great boon for him, though bad news for his opponents.

Max locked his gaze on Klaus, using his [See True Dark Eyes] to calculate every possible move Klaus could make to evade his shot.

After picking his mark, he released the arrow, but just before it could pierce Klaus’s chest, Klaus shifted out of its path in an instant.

The arrow moved, and before Max could shout at one of the mages with them, the arrow went through his shoulder. The mage staggered back, but just as he was about to fall, Klaus appeared behind him, weapons at the ready. Experience more tales on empire

The mage tried to defend himself with his staff-wielding arm, but before he could register what happened, his hand, along with the staff, was severed from his body.

A chilling scream of pain shot through him.

Under normal circumstances, this would be the moment to log out, as most Oracle users had set up an automatic exit option for such situations. Some didn’t want to experience the pain, so they made it so they could log out at the last moment.

But today was different. The killing circle prevented him from leaving. The rules within the circle barred anyone, including Klaus, from escaping unless they were dead.

“Monster!” Ella shouted, waving her staff and sending a wave of water toward Klaus.

In response, his cold gaze unwavering, Klaus stomped on the ground, freezing the water. With a swing of his sword, the ice shattered, sending shards flying at her.

She raised her staff, summoning water as a defense. The shards struck the water melting away. Klaus didn’t wait for her to counter. He had to take care of an annoying Spirit Master bug.

The guy was hidden behind three others using his mind and sword to attack. A rather laughable fellow considering not even Sovereigns can penetrate Klaus’s mind.

But points to his determination though. He was doing quite well for a trapped puppy.

However, when Klaus attacked, their momentum was broken. He contemplated using a soul or mental attack on the spirit master, but in the end, he decided against it—that would be letting him off too easy.

Instead, Klaus landed a punch to his chest and severed both legs, leaving him on the ground. His cries of pain filled the battlefield, causing the others, including Ella, to start panicking, their backs breaking into cold sweats.

They now realized they had provoked a monster, and now they were paying for their foolishness. Klaus moved through the battlefield, and for the next five minutes, he immobilized them one by one until only the three Legacies were left standing.

Some lost their weapon-wielding arms, others their legs, but they all had one thing in common: every single one had a broken nose. Klaus spared none of them, male or female.

“Monster! Can’t you even go easy on the females?” Ella growled, her frustration mounting over the last five minutes.

Not only had Klaus rendered her [Decipio Manus] spell useless, but he had also shown he didn’t need any fancy skills to take her down.

The level of dominance Klaus was displaying was enough to traumatize her for weeks. The [Decipio Manus] was a complex spell, the kind only available to the rich and powerful.

Its complexity and power had led her to expect it would hold Klaus back long enough for her and her team to dismantle him. Instead, they had awakened a monster that knew no pain or sorrow. She had held that spell back for this moment, but alas, it was all for nothing…

The cries of the young warriors on the ground did nothing to faze him; if anything, his coldness only deepened.

Klaus watched Ella’s frustrated face and, in a chilling tone, replied, “I don’t discriminate, Ella. I’m an equal-opportunity ass-whooper.”

With that, eight 6-inch Void Piercing needles appeared, and the eight on the ground tensed. But before they could beg or even scream, the needles flashed, piercing their bodies and sending them away in the most painful way.

Turning to the three legacies, he smiled coldly and said, “Now, what to do with you three?”