The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Klaus grinned.

’I knew it. There is a 20% chance they would send beings with so much explosive abilities, mainly fire-type users, to dismantle our formation, then send more of them again to create more chaos.’

If there is one good thing about having 250 minds, then it is the ability to create many probable outcomes from the smallest data available.

Klaus had done that.

He saw through the plans Planet Nebu schemed, and so he and Asmodeus decided to scheme a better one.

Asmodeus is very useful in these aspects. He is somebody Klaus could count on to always have a solution to his craziness.

So, as more strings connected with beings said to possess highly explosive core energies, he could only smile and wait for his right-hand man to do the job.

’2 more minutes,’ Klaus thought, his gaze shifting to his two wives, who were being spoon-fed by Asmodeus.

The Death Composers were once a powerful band that made a name for themselves in the universe. Whenever they had a concert, billions of people would fight over tickets just to attend.

Their music is soul-healing and life-nurturing.

So everyone, even gods, disguised themselves just to attend.

During Klaus’s 7th incarnation, Asmodeus was one of those fans. According to him, their music made him feel alive… that is profound for an Undead, revealing just what the Death Composers, formerly known as Twilight Composers, were capable of back then.

However, all changed when, suddenly, news spread that they were murdered on their way to perform in the Demon Universe.

Nobody knew who did it. However, everyone was devastated, Asmodeus included.

He was so mad that he went on a killing spree, picking his targets from online trolls who badmouthed the Twilight Composers when they were alive.

It soon escalated when he managed to obtain a lead on possible suspects. Naturally, his master, Magnus, was keeping a close eye on him just to ensure nothing bad happened to him.

However, as things escalated, the gods stepped in, and Asmodeus was finally subdued. He was dangerous, but he wasn’t at the stage to fight gods.

Naturally, Magnus saw this coming. However, at the critical moment, the gods who captured Asmodeus confessed as the ones who killed the Twilight Composers…

According to them, the Twilight Composers were marked by the heavens for death simply because their song once stirred emotions in Magnus’s heart…

When the Paragon of War learned of this, he became so angry that, in a span of three years, sixteen gods died, shocking many.

Learning that such harmless composers were murdered because he once nodded and stepped to their music one time, he made sure their deaths were avenged in the most painful and brutal way.

Years later, when Asmodeus got his head on straight, he went to the site of their death and raised them from the dead, making them his undead.

They became his undead who once played for the living, and now, they play for the dead.

As their music spread over the battlefield, all Ka’thorians facing Lulu and Aoi were suppressed. They had that much power. However, they also had their limits, so for now, Asmodeus wanted them to make the Ka’thorians slow so that killing them would be much easier.

’30,000 connections,’ Asmodeus said.

’One minute to go,’ Klaus also said.

Thirty seconds later, Asmodeus made his move that would change the enemy’s formation, breaking their perfectly crafted plans for good.

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[Planet Nebu]

While over 200,000 Ka’thorians crossed over to the other side to dismantle the enemy’s ranks, over 4 million more still remained on Planet Nebu, led by over 300,000 Nether Stage warriors and close to 20,000 Domain Stage warriors.

And yes, that is just from a race living on a moon.

This can already indicate the kind of danger that is heading towards Earth. If a moon could produce that many warriors, then what about the main planet… the one housing the Neburians.

“Get ready, everyone,” General Drakkos Maulrend, a rather tall titan of a demon, shouted, and over a million Ka’thorians slammed the blunt end of their spears to the ground, creating a powerful sound.

Just as Klaus had estimated, they planned to send the second wave five minutes after the first had gone through.

The plan was perfect.

A million reinforcements showing up five minutes after 200,000 went through was a good move. Too bad they were up against Klaus Hanson and his right-hand man, the evil Asmodeus.

Just as they were planning to advance, a figure flew at a dangerous speed through the crack, speeding toward them.

At first, nobody said anything because this person wore a calm expression, his weapon perfectly balanced in his hand. However, when he reached within 100 meters of them, General Drakkos saw through him, causing his face to pale.

“Run every—”

BOOM

He wasn’t even done when the illusion Klaus placed on the Domain Stage warrior, who dragged 35,000 of his men, was severed, and the explosion rocked them.

In an instant, everybody within a 500 km radius was vaporized.

That is 80% of the Ka’thorian force. They were the ones meant to dismantle Earth’s formation and create so much chaos.

However, in what looked like a counterattack, Klaus and Asmodeus turned it around, and what followed was an explosion that reduced them to near extinction.

Those who survived were in no shape to fight. In fact, even their King, Lord Varrion, sustained burns and would need to be healed for hours before he could get back into the battle.

Asmodeus smiled on the other side when he sensed his connection to the people he sent severed. This meant they exploded as he intended. After all, that was the trigger, and he triggered it rather well and on time.

Klaus waved his hand, and the illusion was dispelled.

“Metal Warriors, advance,” Klaus commanded, and over ten thousand metal elemental users moved forward.

“Bastari Legion, advance.” The Panthers also advanced and took their positions.

“Lulu, Aoi, move back to the line and handle your business. I will be needing you soon.” The two ladies nodded and flew back to the line.

Klaus turned and looked at the Pagoda standing 1,000 km away from the frontline.

Inside, Jane gave him a nod, and then she opened the Star Map, bringing the battlefield into full view.

“Time to play with the enemy,” she smiled.

The next second, hundreds of thousands of Neburians, each clad in advanced armor fitted with weapons, appeared, and without any warning, they fired at the Humans.

“We saw that coming, punks.” Choi, Ling, and Zing rose into the air, and from the ground, thousands of metal plates, three inches thick but loaded with metal laws, appeared and blocked the attacks.

Behind them, five thousand Metal Warriors pointed forward at the same time, sending thousands of spears moving through these metal plates.

Naturally, this was an unexpected attack. However, the enemy didn’t come empty-handed this time.

Thirty Domain Stage Neburian warriors raised a dome over their men, blocking the attacks. However, because they were air-bonded, the attack that came from the ground from the other 5,000 metal users found their marks.

“Land on the ground,” General Selene Arvoth of the Neburians sent out a command, and her team landed. However, the next second, a Panther flashed across the battlefield, and her beautiful head shot into the air.

General Okoye made her move.