The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 952: Meeting An Old Friend

Klaus stood atop his sky serpent, speeding back to the mainland.

The sky serpent came from his Tempest Forbidden Wind element, one of the powerful elements in his arsenal

Though not the strongest among the four wind elements, he had awakened. When it came to speed, the sky Serpent is one of his best.

Klaus used it for most of his movements during the hunt, and the result was one that impressed him.

The serpent, in essence, was deadly enough on its own, but when used to augment himself, Klaus became even more dangerous.

During his hunt, he managed to experiment with most of his elements, and the results alone brought a smile to his face.

Element-wise, he was okay. The only thing on his mind now was his soul bodies.

He had no idea what they were up to, but he had a feeling he would find out soon. Waiting, however, was already eating away at his patience.

“Huh.”

Klaus turned his head sharply, looking behind him. He studied the horizon for a few moments before a sigh escaped his lips.

“I thought I sensed someone watching me.” Klaus shook his head and wiped his eyes. “Maybe I’m just overthinking things.”

He sighed again and focused on getting the journey back to the mainland.

He could have used his teleportation skill to return, but Klaus just wanted to feel the air on his face as he sped back to the mainland.

An hour later, he arrived on dry land and quickly made his way to the vampire city, which had recently been made public.

Klaus expected many to fear them when they heard the news, but to his shock, as he drew closer, he could sense many people coming and going from the city.

In fact, if he had been paying attention to the news, he would have learned that the most trending topic was the sold-out red customs of the vampire race.

With Nadia’s fashion company acting as the official designer of the red leatherwear, their sales had skyrocketed, and that alone was enough to tell Klaus the vampires wouldn’t need to buy blood.

He stopped a couple of miles away, changed into casual wear, and slowly entered the city.

“Looks like Ohema has stepped in too and already started improving and expanding the city for them,” Klaus smiled. “I can already see her becoming a powerful business mogul once we hit the starry skies.”

“Isn’t that Brother Klaus?”

Suddenly, Klaus heard someone shout his name, catching him completely off guard.

Klaus turned, and his eyes met a young man. He was clearly not a warrior, but the moment Klaus saw him, he recognized him.

This made him smile and wave. The young man immediately ran toward him, pulling out his phone for a selfie the next second.

“Brother Klaus, do you remember me?” the young man asked, drawing even more attention to them.

Klaus just smiled. “Of course. How could I forget GoodBoyBen? I even followed you years back when I was modeling for Nucci.”

Klaus replied, bringing tears to the young man’s eyes.

Back when Klaus had started becoming popular—without even his consent—this young man was the one who told him the reason behind all the stares and the candid images people kept taking of him.

After helping him, Klaus took a selfie with the young man, and since then, the young man had been claiming that he and Klaus were best friends.

Of course, everyone knew he was exaggerating, but as the first person to share an original selfie with Klaus, the entire internet began paying more attention to him.

This gave him some confidence, so for years, he had been trying to meet Klaus again but couldn’t—until today.

And to his shock, he became emotional because Klaus recognized him. Klaus merely smiled, looking at the emotion on GoodBoyBen’s face.

Noticing more people gathering with cameras, Klaus simply smiled for a few more seconds so they could get their pictures, then took GoodBoyBen’s hand, and they vanished.

The next second, they appeared in front of the mansion where the Vampire Queen lived.

“Lord Klaus, welcome back.”

At the entrance, the two guards he had seen before greeted him, this time with smiles on their faces instead of their masks.

The strange part, however, wasn’t how they addressed him, but the fact that both of them were now level 5 Chaos Stage vampire warriors.

That was just too much for him to comprehend.

‘They were level 6 Void Stage beings back when I first came here. But to think they’ve already improved this much… I suppose my blood is rather amazing.’

‘The next time they take another drop of my blood, they’ll cross into the Ascension Stage. I suppose this means I should work on improving my cultivation even more quickly.’

“You two should just call me Klaus.”

They nodded, and judging by the smiles on their faces, they were very happy.

Klaus and GoodBoyBen walked through the door and entered the mansion.

“Where are we going?” GoodBoyBen asked, glancing around, visibly uneasy.

Klaus just smiled. “We’re going to meet the Vampire Queen.”

“Err…” GoodBoyBen was clearly taken aback. “Are you sure? I mean, the Vampire Queen is someone everyone’s been trying to see but couldn’t.”

“Yeah, well, she’ll see me. And since you’re apparently my best friend, you’ll get to meet her too.”

“I… I’m your best friend?” GoodBoyBen was struck with another wave of shock. This time, Klaus was teasing him—but also serious to some degree.

“I mean, weren’t you the one who claimed we were best friends? So why don’t we actually be best friends?”

“But… I’m not a warrior like you. All your friends are powerful warriors,” GoodBoyBen said, doubting himself. He couldn’t see a reason why someone as powerful as Klaus would want to be friends with him.

“You don’t have to be a powerful warrior or even a warrior at all to be friends with me. I mean, my mother is practically useless on the battlefield, but I’d kill gods for her.

So don’t worry about your status. You have unique talents, and that’s something to be proud of.”

GoodBoyBen nodded slowly.

“That’s the spirit,” Klaus laughed.

Then he pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to GoodBoyBen. “When you leave here today, call that number and tell the person I said you should.”

GoodBoyBen took the card and carefully stored it away.

Soon, they entered the main hall, where the Vampire Queen was holding a meeting with her elders and some humans—including Miriam and Asha.

“Don’t mind us, we’ll just sit here,” Klaus said, moving toward one side. He and GoodBoyBen took two empty chairs and began listening to the conversation.

GoodBoyBen was in awe, being in such close proximity to not only the infamous Vampire Queen but also to the War Goddess Miriam and the mysterious Insect Queen, whose legend was gaining popularity among the masses thanks to Princess Eshira.

Though Eshira hadn’t yet become best friends with Klaus’s wives, her gossipy nature never faded.

In her own way, she had begun sharing harmless information with the masses—tidbits about their strength and heroics—which, judging by the public’s response, made people feel safer and more secure knowing they were being protected by such powerful warriors.