The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

If there is one thing the Bast Race wouldn’t take for granted, it is issues relating to their goddess. They hold her in their hearts, soul, and minds to the point that their everyday lives are rooted in her name.

Klaus knew this now because Efad had told him.

So when he came to them, he knew what they wanted to hear, and as someone whose relationship with said goddess was both pure and intimate, he was more than qualified to deliver her message.

“Her message is simple. All those with her blood flowing through their bodies will be receiving her blessing and reward.”

King T’Shan looked at Klaus for a few seconds before he nodded.

“What do we have to do?”

Klaus didn’t want to jinx it, but he had expected them to doubt him somehow. However, he wasn’t too shocked when they showed no distrust either.

In a way, they now saw him in a new light after seeing what he could do.

The force he brought out during the battle with the Ancient Sea race was enough to tell them what kind of person he was. Also, Okoye sang him praises to them, so they, in a way, have some respect toward him.

“I believe you have an ancestral sight here.”

The king nodded.

“That place will do. I just need a few minutes to get things ready.” The king looked toward Princess Eshira, who understood what her father meant.

“I will take you there.”

Klaus nodded and stood up. He looked at the black panther. “Come with us, Prince Challa.”

The powerful prince wasn’t expecting an invitation from Klaus, but he nodded and followed them. Soon, they were flying away from the palace.

⟦This person has more of Bast’s blood flowing through him. He seems to have broken the first seal on him. This shows he has talent, and I am sure Bast is going to like him when they meet.⟧

‘I think so too. I was impressed when I found out he had awakened his bloodline. Knowing what I knew back then, I could already see Bast sending him right away to take the Panther God trial and awaken his Panther god body like she wanted me to back then.’

Efad laughed, recalling that moment too.

⟦She just has a thing for talented people, and this prince is talented. You are lucky to have him on your side.⟧

‘That I am. And after this ritual, I am sure he will become even more powerful.’

Klaus looked at Prince Challa and smiled. “So, how does it feel to have the blood of a god flowing through you?”

Prince Challa looked to his side and stared at Klaus for a few seconds before answering. They were still flying through the air, heading toward the ancestral site.

“It feels great. Not only do I have bloodline abilities that even my current body can’t completely harness, but I can also, to some degree, increase my level by two, and if I try hard enough, three times.”

‘Limit Breaker’

⟦Limit Breaker⟧

Both Klaus and Efad said the same thing, hearing Prince Challa’s words.

⟦I guess she really wanted them to be safe, so she gave them this ability as the first seal skill. But if she truly gave them this bloodline power, then wouldn’t awakening their bloodline and breaking the seal unleash a bunch of overpowered panthers on the battlefield?

I mean, with their bloodlines awakened and just two seals broken, they can increase their level by 4, some even 5. This is just too much for a world that hasn’t awakened yet.⟧

‘I guess she really is too caring for her own good,’ Klaus smiled, looking at the proud look on Prince Challa’s face.

He most certainly has the means to be prideful, for the power he wields in his blood is one that the heavens frown upon, but they can’t do anything about it.

No matter how one looks at it, the ‘Limit Breaker’ skill grows deadly as one breaks through in their cultivation.

If Prince Challa were to be at the peak of the Ascension stage, he could simply use the Limit Breaker to break the barrier and step into the nether stage for a limited time.

However, in a battle where he needed just a small boost to kill his opponent, taking such a big leap was enough to help him wipe out a large chunk of the enemy army before his time ran out.

The skill was one Klaus cherished back in the day, but knowing it drains too much energy when used made him skeptical about using it.

However, Klaus, at the moment, was happy that the panther goddess had left this skill for the race she had blessed. If she had left them this gift, it’s likely she also left other powerful skills for them.

“I guess having such an ability will surely come in handy one of these days,” Prince Challa nodded.

Princess Eshira, who was listening in on the conversation between Klaus and her brother, could only smile. She knew a big secret about Klaus, and so when she heard what Klaus said about the panther goddess, she knew he wasn’t lying.

The only thing she was concerned about now was what all this meant for her people. Would it be a new age for them or one that would put them in grave danger?

Klaus and Prince Challa continued their conversation while Princess Eshira slowly stopped thinking about the upcoming ritual and started chatting with her sisters, who wanted an update on what Klaus was doing.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the ancestral site, whose entrance was guarded by a large statue of a panther made purely from vibranium.

Klaus observed it for a while before walking past it. He entered the cave filled with Vibranium. The purple glow oozing from the metal made Klaus smile.

This metal sparked a great battle between the dragons and the Wyvern race back in the day. If only they knew Bast’s blood was what brought about this metal, they would have come after her, and who knew how many dragons I would have killed back then.’

With that thought in his mind, Klaus retrieved an Array Knife from his soul sea and began drawing some array symbols in the air.

At first, they looked like random markings, but after a few minutes, they started to form a large array. It took some time, but eventually, one large array appeared.

Klaus put away the knife and turned to his Elf form, shocking Princess Challa and Princess Eshira. She noted something about Klaus and would discuss it with her sisters.

She was new in the harem, so she needed the latest on a few things. The Klaus she knew was just one of nine parts of him.

Klaus retrieved a drop of his blood and placed it at the center of the array.

‘With this, everyone will have a piece of my blood in them. But I will still give the warriors the main deal after this.’

Klaus looked at the array, which had formed into a large spell circle, turning from white to golden. At that moment, a star tattoo appeared on his forehead as he spoke the incantation.

“Heed my call, oh great goddess of all Panthers. It is I, Paragon of the Nine Stars, calling to you.”

The array emitted a faint glow, and then the panther at the entrance of the ancestral site moved and transformed into a beauty unlike any other.

The moment she appeared, time froze, and both Prince Challa and Princess Eshira stood still, frozen in place.

Only Klaus remained mobile as he gazed at the woman with brown skin who slowly walked into the ancestral land with a smile on her face.