The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

The speed of an Early Immortal is very explosive.

In Korvath’s case, his speed was even further enhanced by the lightning element. And since he had more than enough Lightning Essence in the air, the moment he moved, he was standing before Klaus.

Although he is a brute-type warrior, thanks to his elemental affinity and cultivation stage, he was able to move at an incredibly high speed.

It was an instant, explosive speed, one that came with a terrifying punch.

His fist crackled with lightning as he punched forward, aiming for Klaus’s chest. He was aiming for an instant kill.

However, just when his fist could land on Klaus’s chest, a smile appeared on his lips, and the next second, his body exploded into a purple mist from the impact.

Korvath was even pulled forward by the momentum of his own punch since the energy required to blast Klaus’s body into mist was rather small.

He punched too strongly, and the force pulled him forward. Such a punch, if he were to apply even a little bit of gravity law on it, killing even a Real Immortal wouldn’t be too hard.

Unfortunately for Korvath, he doesn’t have an affinity for gravity law. In a way, he isn’t living to his fullest potential.

However, he managed to KO Klaus with a single punch.

He straightened his back and let out a chuckle.

”Weakling...”

He spat on the ground and then, in one big drag, he took a deep breath — something he shouldn’t have done.

All over the arena, those paying attention to the battle between Klaus and Korvath were left disappointed. It was all too sudden for them.

”What a weakling. I expected him to last at least a minute, but in under a second, his bones weren’t even spared.”

”What did you expect? He is just an Empyrean. Did you really expect him to be able to defend against that fist, from an Early Immortal no less?”

”I mean, yeah. The last time an Empyrean was allowed in the blood tournament, he managed to reach the quarterfinals before he was killed. So yes, I expected him to have lasted for a while.”

”Well, sorry to disappoint you, but this one is a weakling. He couldn’t even take a punch.”

As people began talking about Klaus’s poor performance, those paying closer attention noticed something strange.

”Uhm, why hasn’t the score shown the winner?”

Someone suddenly asked. The AI system monitoring the match didn’t update the score even after Klaus died.

That is strange, and people started wondering and asking.

However, just when he could get a response, a voice came from the arena, and a figure stepped out of the void.

”You probably shouldn’t have taken that breath.”

Klaus walked out, arms folded on his chest, body completely unscathed. He walked out of the void looking like a fashion model.

Korvath narrowed his gaze at him, then he suddenly shook his head as if wiping away dizziness.

Klaus smiled and said:

”Ahh, that is the first symptom. You will start feeling dizzy. Soon, your vision will double. Then the hallucinations will step in, making you see things that aren’t there. Then eventually, you will go mad.”

”Die.”

Korvath shouted and lunged at Klaus, his immortal qi fueling his strength. Klaus jumped back, allowing Korvath’s fist to land on the ground.

The ground cracked, causing the arena to shake.

’Void Step.’ Klaus used the void step, and before Korvath could get close to him, he appeared far from him.

’Looks like immortal qi slows down poison. I can feel the poison still inside his body, but it is being suppressed.’ Klaus used the void step again, distancing himself from his opponent.

[The master should know that immortal qi is far superior energy than spiritual qi, so the way your poison would affect a mortal will be completely different when attacking an immortal.]

Klaus dodged another punch, and then he waved his hand, sending a spear flying toward Korvath. He reacted quickly by crossing his arms, bracing against the spear.

The impact pushed him back.

However, Klaus has more than one Spirit Weapon.

With another wave, a sword flashed out and stabbed toward Korvath’s abdomen. But then again, an immortal is no simple warrior.

Korvath twisted at the last moment, the sword grazing his side instead of piercing through. Even so, a thin line of golden immortal blood flowed down his waist, sizzling as it touched the ground.

He grit his teeth, his energy exploding even more.

Being injured by a mortal isn’t something he expected today. He, after all, had a reputation he must maintain, and going around that a mortal wounded him in combat will be a low blow.

Even if he wins, that rumour will cause people to look down on him.

”You dare wound me?!”

Klaus paused and glared at Korvath.

”Uhm, how else am I going to kill you if I don’t hurt you?”

Korvath formed a spear from lightning and hurled it in Klaus’s direction in response. Klaus summoned one of the many shields he had in his sword sea and defended against it.

However, Korvath tapped into his speed again and appeared behind Klaus, aiming for a powerful punch. However, in that very moment, a wave of dizziness hit him, causing him to falter.

Klaus had the chance to deal a fatal wound; however, he chose to step back instead.

The poison he used is something he is perfecting, so he wants to see its effect on an immortal.

”Are all Early Immortals this weak, or are you just the worst of them?” Klaus teased, which Korvath took as a taunt. Naturally, he took offence to that, causing his expression to darken even more.

Not that what Klaus said isn’t true. Korvath is rather weak in his eyes.

Klaus expected to be pushed to a corner by now, but it seems he wouldn’t be again this time around, either.

[Maybe the master should think of it the other way round. Maybe the master is much stronger than he thinks.] Icon said the words that appeared in Klaus’s mind.

He indeed is much stronger than he thought. He can tell his speed is greater than Korvath’s. If he harnesses it, he can behead Korvath easily.

However, this is a Rogue planet.

Showing off can be catastrophic.

Klaus can already sense some powerful presences in the arena, so he was being careful, something he doesn’t usually do.

He raised his hand again, and three more Spirit Weapons materialised—another sword, a halberd, and a thin, needle-like spike.

The sword zips through the air, leaving red light trails. As for the halberd and the needle spike, Klaus waved his hand, commanding them to circle around him.

His Spirit Master abilities have reached the point where he can easily control weapons with ease.

Korvath’s eyes widened when the three weapons appeared. He could sense waves of terrifying energy emanating from them.

He quickly realised he wasn’t fighting a normal mortal. This one is a monster, just from how he was moving the Spirit Weapons in the air.

Many experts in the audience also realised Klaus’s prowess.

The weapons he was controlling aren’t ordinary weapons.

Most of them are immortals. They can sense how dangerous the Spirit Weapons around Klaus are. So for Klaus to casually control them like that, he must be an expert.

If only they knew this wasn’t even a tip of what Klaus can do as a Spirit Master.

”A Spirit Weapons Master…?”

”Yes,” Klaus flicked his fingers, and all three weapons shot forward like lightning.

Korvath slammed his fists together, creating a dome of crackling lightning around himself.

The weapons clashed against it, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. The dust on the ground blew into the air, creating an explosive effect.

The crowd roared.

Klaus moved his hand a few more times. Every time he moves, all three Spirit Weapons stab against the lightning dome. However, even after a hundred stabs, not even a dent appeared in it.

Klaus raised his brow, sensing his weapons weren’t breaking through the dome of lightning any time soon.

[Lightning Law. Looks like this person is no ordinary criminal.]