The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

One would expect Klaus to be lenient with the nine assassin ladies, since after all, they are fragile ladies.

However, looking at one of them, who had lost her beauty after Klaus sprayed flesh-eating poison powder on her face, and another, broken like a doll, it became clear he wasn’t holding back anything.

Just like how they would enjoy killing him, he, too, had no problem breaking them, even if society expects men to be merciful toward women.

Klaus is an equal opportunity ass whooper. He doesn’t discriminate by gender.

Rose was essentially broken. However, Klaus wasn’t done trashing her. She still draws breath after all.

Before she could even recover, her instincts screamed at her to move.

She twisted her body sideways as a massive blade cleaved through the space she had occupied a fraction of a second earlier.

The scythe missed her by a hair’s breadth, but the residual force alone shredded chunks of her armour.

Klaus wanted to take her out of the equation since he was nearing the time he had set for himself. He didn’t want to waste too much time fighting them.

He knew there were others coming, and if he delayed, he would find himself surrounded with no way out. So he had given himself 30 minutes, and so far, he was nearing the 20th minute.

This meant Rose, being the strongest of them, had to go. But since she evaded the scythe, the next best move was to attack with the spirit weapons.

Naturally, Klaus rained them down on her.

Swords. Spears. Chains. Hammers. Discs.

They descended like a divine punishment. He had only used ten swords and ten spears during the Blood Tournament, so the rest at his disposal were being used to handle his foe.

Rose moved on pure instinct, her daggers flashing as she parried, deflected, and evaded the rapid succession of attacks raining down on her.

Sparks, blood, and spatial distortions erupted with every clash. Still, no matter how fast she moved, the weapons never slowed. She was using her immortal ring to speed up her healing, but that didn’t mean she was having it easy.

Klaus was using his Hivemind to study her. So as the spirit weapons moved, they never swayed from their target.

Instead, with every attack he made, his mind adapted. This adjustment was reflected in the subsequent movement of his spirit weapons.

Where she dodged once, they adjusted.

Where she blocked, they pressed harder.

Where she tried to counter, another weapon was already waiting.

It got to a point where it looked like it wasn’t weapon control anymore, considering just how predictive Klaus was in moving the spirit weapons.

Before she could make a move, Klaus had already seen through and had assigned a spirit weapon. However, that isn’t making Rose any less deadly.

’A True Immortal is indeed no ordinary person. She is still going despite being severely injured. Though it wouldn’t be long now before she fell.’

On the other side, Klaus had already gained the upper hand, killing the second Immortal. She had lost her face, and with it, her life.

She couldn’t handle the pain anymore, so Klaus ended her life using the spirit weapons.

On another side of the battlefield, one of the assassin ladies with neatly cut hair and gothic-style dressing jumped back and spun her dagger, locking her gaze on Klaus.

She would have been Maud’s best friend if she weren’t after Klaus’s life. Looking at the way she locked her gaze on Klaus, one could tell she wanted him dead already.

However, just before she could move, a small ball appeared over her and expanded into a neatly spaced metallic net. It swiftly moved and enveloped her.

”AAAAARGH, let me go,” she screamed, but with a mental command, the net tightened around her and completely locked her down.

Then suddenly, ten spears appeared and formed a halo around her.

This sight sent chills down her spine. However, before she could do anything, the spears moved, and like darts aimed at a bullseye, they embedded themselves in her body.

She turned into a skewer of meat, with ten spears sticking out from her body.

Just like that, the third Immortal fell, and that was just too shocking. But she wasn’t the last; on other sides of the battlefield, the others weren’t having an easy time at all.

There is one thing to be strong and another to have no breathing room, considering every attack coming was loaded with so much force.

Even those attempting to use the void to their advantage quickly abandoned that idea, as Seraya kept making things difficult for them.

She is guarding the void with extreme seriousness.

Three minutes later, another Immortal fell, making the fourth. Klaus had killed four out of the ten Blood Shadows that came, and the six remaining were basically at a disadvantage.

Rose was pushed back by a hammer that came out of nowhere, hitting her with deadly force.

She coughed a mouthful of blood and fixed her chilling gaze on Klaus. Despite being pushed to the point where even her immortal ring was useless to stop Klaus, she didn’t seem to want to surrender or retreat.

There was still hope in her eyes that she could turn things around

”You do know death is the only way out for you, right?” Klaus said, resting Bloodwork on his shoulder, his left hand holding his waist. ”From the moment you decided to come after me, your death had been sealed.”

Rose didn’t mind him and instead used the moment to check on her teammates. When she saw three more had died, she sucked in a cold breath and spoke in an angry tone.

”Even if I die here today, the Blood Shadows will never stop hunting you.”

Klaus grinned. ”What a relief. And here I thought I would be the one looking for them.”

He lifted his hand and gave a casual wave. In an instant, the air around Rose was filled with hundreds of weapons, each aimed at her.

”Before I send you on your way, I will let you in on a secret.” Klaus moved much closer to her and spoke in a hushed tone. ”I love dead people.”

With that, hundreds of weapons moved, and Rose found herself surrounded. Gritting her teeth, she tapped into her immortal ring, and like every Immortal in her situation, she exploded the ring, flooding her body with so much power.

”Futile.”

Klaus turned his back and walked away like his life wasn’t just threatened. Rose was even taken aback.

However, just as he was about to activate an explosive attack aimed to kill or at least severely injure Klaus, the void behind her shuddered, and Seraya appeared, passing through her head from the back and coming out through the front.

It was instantaneous. Similar to the first True Immortal she killed, this one was also killed just as the enemy was about to create a commotion.

The moment their leader died, the six Blood Shadows remaining lost focus for a few moments. That momentary loss in focus gave Klaus a chance to kill three more Blood Shadows.

The three left were all injured to the point where death was a luxury. However, Klaus merely looked at them, turned, and left to their shock and horror.

Soon, the spaceship departed and entered the dark universe.

Thirty seconds later, a large spaceship arrived at the scene, just a few km away from the three wounded ladies. Twelve Immortals stepped out, each radiating the power of a Peak Real Immortal.

Seeing the three Blood Shadows injured and barely alive, they were instantly overcome with lust, something that was about to cost them dearly.