The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

“MMmmhhhH”

Asha moaned, her fingers sank into Klaus’s back, drawing blood, while her legs were wrapped around his waist as the paragon thrust deep into her and shot his star juice into her.

The hotness of Klaus’s star juice made her body spasm and shudder, showing she had indeed reached her peak.

Beside her, seated and staring with a blushing expression, is Lulu, the Once Supreme Rune Queen and the Mistress of Blades.

Just like her sisters, she and Nari also didn’t waste time. They came to Klaus early so they can spend as much time as they can with Klaus, especially after his emotional experience a few hours ago.

So it was a night of passion, one that lasted until 5 am the next day.

However, looking at the look in her eyes, Klaus knew she still wanted to go at it again, and as a good husband, he most certainly wouldn’t deny her such pleasures.

So he pulled her over and placed her on all four, making sure her ass was pointed out, staring at him with its beautiful wonders.

Klaus smiled and moved closer, rubbing his dick across her slit.

“Mmmhhm”

“Aaaahhh”

Of course, she had become sensitive from the many rounds they had gone through, so this was a rather intense one for her, one that every small movement was enough to make her body shake in ways.

Klaus thrust in, and the rest was music to his ears.

Nari was seated and absorbing the star juice. After thirty minutes, she was done and waited for Lulu to be handled before handling the other things.

When Klaus came, she cleaned the paragon rod and then took him to the bathroom. Klaus was bathed with love and care, making sure he felt their love from every small gesture.

Afterwards, they changed the bedsheet and soon hugged him as they dozed off. Their sister gave them a mission to put Klaus to sleep, and since he couldn’t get tired no matter how many rounds they went, they used the traditional way, and that worked like a charm.

Being sandwiched between the loving embrace of two naked beauties, Klaus dozed off like a baby. However, his sleep was cut short when he suddenly woke up in a place that caused his face to pale immediately.

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[The Silent Plains of Veythralis – Battlefield of the 7th Paragon]

Klaus appeared on a scorched battlefield, one filled with the mutilated bodies of the dead. Some died losing their heads, some lost half their bodies, and most, a severe cut opening their stomachs and chests.

The stench of blood and iron filled the air, and the heat of the battlefield was palpable. The kind, Klaus, was immediately assaulted with it.

Looking all over, thousands, perhaps millions of bodies lying strewn with no hope of ever returning to life or even having peace in the afterlife, he could only wonder who was cruel enough to put them through this kind of trauma.

Their spirits were traumatised before they even died, for this battlefield didn’t show a noble battle; it showed a massacre, one that was given with no mercy.

“Where the fuck am I?” Klaus asked…

“So you are finally here.” He wasn’t even done when a deep voice spoke from behind him. Klaus turned sharply, his instinct screaming to run away. However, he didn’t, and that was when his gaze met a handsome figure with crimson eyes.

He is clad in a tattered battle armor, one forged using the most durable metal in the universe. His crimson long hair flowed behind him, appearing like it was mixed with the blood of the slain.

On his forehead, a pengaon-shaped gem, one that Klaus has seen before because it is in his 7th Core, is embedded.

Looking at the replica of his face, Klaus couldn’t help shuddering.

He was afraid of himself, and that spoke volumes.

“Are you scared?” The figure asked, jamming a few inches of his long sword in the ground and placing the left hand on the hilt while the right rested on the left.

“No shit, Sherlock. I am a pacifist and a vegetarian, so being around this much blood is not inspiring confidence.”

A smirk appeared on the figure’s face, “At least we managed to recover our humor. That is good to know.”

Klaus tilted his head, seeing a painful expression appear and vanish from his face. Then again, the figure is terrifying, so perhaps he was just seeing things.

“I am Magnus Alric, the 7th Paragon and the one they called the Battle Paragon.” Klaus looked at him for a few minutes before a sign escaped his lips.

“I was warned by Paragon that I would be meeting you soon, but who would have thought that you would come when I was having fun on my vacation. That is not cool, Magnus. At least you could have waited for me to end the vacation first.”

“Bad for you, I guess.” Magnus turned and looked into the distance as if looking for something. After a few seconds, a sigh escaped his lips.

“It will be happening soon.” He said.

“What will?” Klaus asked.

“The awakening. You’ve just registered the first Ascension stage cultivator in your world. It took 40 Ascension stage warriors to trigger the awakening during my time, but you are the last of us; you carry all our karma and our good luck.

This means the heavens wouldn’t make things easy for you. I also know you have awakened the Star Monarch bloodline, which is good, but also a curse.

If I had to guess, you’ve likely already discovered its brilliance and know what it can do, and you’ve even started using it.

It is good that you did, but the moment you get more than 30 Ascension stage warriors, the awakening will be triggered, and that will be when you will know what the heavens can do and how menacing they are.”

Klaus sighed, already expecting something like that, for he and the senior had come to the same conclusion.

He knew the moment the heavens saw his strength rising, which in this case, was the strength of those around him, they would respond.

“Somebody has already reached the Ascension stage. Who is that, and how do you know?” Klaus asked, not knowing who could have already reached that stage.

The vampire queen clearly needed a few weeks to fully absorb his blood, and he most certainly is not expecting the others to make progress either.

So then, who?

“You will find out soon enough. A lot of things await you. However, you are here for something else.”

“I know. So, where do I begin?”Klaus was already aware he was about to receive his memories from his seventh incarnation.

“You will start from 10 days before the awakening. You are here to relive my world awakening and see what you will be facing, which I have no doubt will be several times severe than mine.

This is also to prepare you for when you awaken my bloodline and what to do when the hatred breaks free again.”

Klaus turned pale when he heard what Magnus said. He knew what was coming, for he had already felt it.

“It is going to be painful and heartbreaking, but you must go through this process, for if you want to have a shot at saving your world, you must awaken my bloodline and do better than me.

So be ready, for this is the only way.”