The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

When Klaus’s words spread through the battle arena, all eyes turned in his direction. There, they saw a handsome white-haired youngster casually strolling forward, chewing on something.

Of course, it was the red poison illusion pea fruits.

While poisonous to everyone else, Klaus chewed on them casually as if they were candy.

“Klaus!”

Asha called out before running toward him with her arms spread wide. She leapt into his arms, burying her face in his chest. Klaus effortlessly lifted her by wrapping an arm below her butt. The sight made several people visibly angry.

This reaction wasn’t surprising, given that Asha was the one lady in the academy no man dared even think of asking out. The mysteries surrounding her were far too daunting for anyone to risk taking their chances.

“Klaus, what are you doing here?” Lucy asked, giving him a curious look.

Klaus smiled and replied, “A little birdie told me some idiots are causing trouble for my faction, so I came to cause trouble for them.”

Klaus walked toward the four heavenly-defying beauties and gently set Asha down. He then moved and kissed all four ladies passionately before turning toward Hunter’s side.

“Kate, I see you didn’t take my advice and still insist on using your makeup. Ah, well, your ugliness might be your strength one day. Perhaps, with a smile, you could drive away armies and bring down giants,” Klaus laughed, taunting the woman he hated for reasons he didn’t yet understand.

Kate glared at him but didn’t say a word. She knew her brother, Hunter, would speak for her.

“Klaus, what business do you hav—”

“Shut up, Hunter. Nobody’s talking to you. Also, feel free to call your family and let them know the men they sent after me and my friends are dead. Make sure they understand I’m asking for more exp points next time,” Klaus said, flashing a teasing smile.

Everyone gasped at the blatant accusation Klaus had just thrown. It sounded as if he was openly declaring that the Legacies had broken the rules by sending men into the academy’s territory.

That was bad. A very bad thing.

Hunter’s heartbeat quickened at Klaus’s words. He knew exactly what Klaus was talking about, and for some reason, he was certain Klaus wasn’t bluffing.

It was through him that his family had learned of Klaus’s mission schedule. He glanced sideways nervously before turning back to face Klaus.

At the back of the thousands of members of the five factions, a young man used a device to send a message outside the academy.

But while all this was happening, Klaus was minding his own business.

He then turned to the leader of the Yin-Yang Palace faction, a young man who had held his ground against the five factions for as long as he could, though even he couldn’t do everything alone.

“Good-looking, though not quite at my level, pretty strong, and damn, your lightning element is impressive,” Klaus muttered, eyeing Matt, his faction leader.

“What do you say, leader? Wanna become my sworn brother? From the moment I saw you, I could tell we shared a destiny,” Klaus said, extending his hand for a handshake.

Matt hesitated for a moment before taking Klaus’s hand. A small smile appeared on his face. Just as Klaus said, he, too, felt a sense of shared destiny.

“Wise choice. Stick with me for a few months, and your handsomeness will rise to my level. Ladies will follow you like you’ve started a church.” Klaus grinned before retrieving three items from his space ring.

He pulled out a Tier 9 Lightning Beast Core, a ThunderBerry Fruit, and a Lightning Apple.

“Take these, and within a month, you’ll become a Great Sage.” Klaus handed the items to Matt, whose expression shifted to one of shock.

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Klaus just smiled and pushed the items into his hands. The senior had already told him Matt’s situation long before he approached him.

According to him, Matt’s element had mutated, requiring him to awaken his lightning element before breaking through to the Great Sage stage.

So, while he could have long since become a Sovereign, for two years, he had been stuck at the Sage stage.

However, everyone knew that at the Sage level, nobody in the academy could contend with him. He was one terrifying bastard who played with lightning like it was a normal thing to do.

Klaus didn’t particularly have any reservations about giving him something he had in abundance. He knew he had to do something to calm the danger he kept sensing over his life.

‘I hope one day I understand why I sense this strong connection to him,’ he thought. After washing away his thoughts, he turned back to Hunter.

“Where was I?” Kent asked.

“You were saying something about the warriors sent after you and your friends,” Asha answered. She is trouble, and Klaus loves her for that.

“Ah, that. Well, they’re all dead—no need to thank me.” Klaus smiled.

“But now that they’re dead, why don’t we talk about us? From the way things look here, it seems you losers coordinated with the outer section to destroy the Yin-Yang Palace.

Too bad it didn’t work. Right now, in the outer section, your members are servants to the Yin-Yang Palace.”

Everyone gasped at Klaus’s words. For a faction to become servants, something terrible must have happened. Of course, they could tell Klaus wasn’t lying, which only meant he had defeated thousands of disciples if they were now his servants.

“Don’t worry, they got what they wanted. They managed to reduce our numbers to 200 before I arrived. But that’s exactly what we wanted.

Now that you losers have handled our traitor problem, we can become a united faction and grow stronger.”

“Tsk, what money are you going to use to grow stronger?” Hunter sneered, looking at Klaus like a puppet getting its strings pulled.

“That is true—we are indeed poor. However, that won’t be for long.” Klaus flashed them a mischievous smile and retrieved the faction registry tablet.

“You see, I was going through the guidelines and rules of the factions, and something caught my eye. Per this particular rule, I saw something rather intriguing.

Did you know there’s a part of the rules called 1 vs 3?” Klaus chuckled as he said it.

“You guys are dumb, so why don’t I explain? In the 1 vs 3, my faction will challenge three people from your faction to a duel, with the wager being 30 million points.

This means if your side wins a single battle against my side—which, by the way, only one person will participate—you will get 30 million points.”

Klaus looked at Hunter, whose frown deepened.

“This means that since we currently owe 40 million in debt, we can challenge you five factions. And if we win… let me see… 30 million times five. Woohoo, that’s 150 million!

Then you losers will take your 40 million, leaving us with 110 million.

I say this is a win. So, since I, Big Daddy Klaus, am here, I hereby challenge the Fire Dragon Sect, Celestial Wind Pavilion, Sky Phoenix Sanctuary, Thunder Blaze Sect, and the Earth Shadow Faction to a 1 vs 3 duel!”