The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1304: The South Side Monk

The moment Klaus obtained the information from Lewin, Icon began investigating to determine the nature of the people coming and their strength.

She is rather good in that regard. Provided the information is on Uniweb, she would be able to find it.

They are already back inside the dark universe channel, speeding toward their destination. Klaus knew the next five days would be a wild ride, but knowing his enemy and perhaps their abilities would give him an edge.

It is always beneficial to know your enemy and plan accordingly to welcome them.

He still has one more laser gun left for him to fire. The other two are currently in cooldown and will only be ready in three days’ time. So he had only one left, and he planned to use it at the appropriate time.

If he dares misuse it, then when the time comes for him to make a move with such a deadly weapon, he would find himself in bitter soup.

Of course, he had Ophelia and her guards on standby; however, he wouldn’t trust them to be useful much, considering they are already scared, and a warrior scared has already lost half the battle.

So he relaxes and lets Icon do her thing. If what she comes up with is beyond him, he would know what to do.

A couple of hours later, Icon picks up on another spaceship coming after them. Thankfully, she is far more advanced than most scanners, and so the moment she saw the spaceship, she knew who it was carrying.

[Looks like the South Side Monk has found us, master. He is five minutes out.]

‘What do you know about him?’

[Not much, since he doesn’t have an online presence. He was once a promising young monk in a Heaven Buddha Monastery. He was even in line to enter the Milky War Warrior Academy. But one day, he just left.

However, after he left the life of peace and justice to become a criminal, his deeds were anything but holy. He may have no online presence, but his deeds have been recorded, and that is enough to know he is very dangerous.]

‘How dangerous are we talking?’

[The true Immortal level is dangerous. From what I have picked up on the dark web, he seems to possess some kind of weapon that supercharges the more it is used in combat. Every time it fully charges, the opponent suffers grievously in the end.

However, now that he has become a True Immortal and has an Immortal ring, there is no telling what kind of danger he has become.

He also has a near-indestructible defense, making him both an offensive fighter and a defensive warrior.]

‘I see. Looks like he is a big shot.’ Klaus didn’t grin this time. In a way, he felt threatened by the fact that his opponent was a True Immortal.

He had killed three True Immortals already, but each died from an unexpected ambush by him. The laser guns were an unexpected surprise to them.

His gravity law is also weakened after he used it on the second True Immortal he had killed, so now, aside from his elements, bloodline powers, and other hidden weapons, he can only depend on Bloodwork and Seraya.

‘I think I have a chance to kill him if I employ all my vampire abilities and bloodline power to the max. This will also be a lesson to see just how much I have grown as a warrior.

If it is not enough, I still have the connection I share with my wives and even my Beast Legion.

Although it would drain my Beast Legion, when it comes down to it, I would use it. I need to challenge myself.’

[Yes. But the master should try not to use them now, since aside from the South Side Monk, there are even more dangerous enemies on their way.

It would be best to use your abilities first and see how much you can handle. I believe the master is stronger than he looks, and that will be revealed soon.]

‘Good to hear that.’ After saying that, Klaus orders Icon to drop out of warp. He then turned to Lewin. “You are free to go.”

A few minutes later, the ship came to a stop, and Lewin left in haste. He had earned his freedom; the last thing he wanted was to hang around and find himself in yet another danger.

After he left, Klaus turned to Ophelia and her guards. “A True Immortal is coming, and I don’t know if I can handle him before more appear, so be ready to fight.”

They nodded, trying not to look scared.

[He is here, master.]

In the distance, a class A spaceship appeared and rapidly made its way toward Klaus’s. Its weapons are inactive, showing he had no plans to shoot.

The last thing Klaus wanted was to get shot down by another spaceship. So he made sure to stop and welcome them like a warrior.

The new arrival stopped 2000 meters away and walked out. As expected, he is bald, dresses like a monk, and even has the aura of a monk.

Watching him float out of the spaceship in a posture like a monk in prayer, Klaus felt offended.

After all, he was once a monk.

Although he wasn’t the traditional kind of monk, his uncles were, and seeing a criminal imitate them made him mad.

“You do know dressing like a monk doesn’t make you a monk, right?” Klaus said, resting Bloodwork on his shoulder. The insidious scythe craves blood, and now that he sees the monk, Klaus is determined to feed it his blood.

“Amituofo,” the South Side Monk said, keeping his expression calm and composed.

Hearing this, veins popped on Klaus’s forehead.

“Amituofo this, you bitch.” Klaus vanished and appeared overhead of the South Side Monk, his scythe aimed for his face.

However, to Klaus’s shock, the monk merely raised his hand and caught the scythe between his index and middle fingers.

“You have so much rage bottled inside you.”

FLICK

He flicked his hand, and a terrible force exploded out of him, sending Klaus flying back.

“Let peace guide you. Amituofo.”

Klaus spun through space, boots carving arcs of blood-red light as he forcefully stabilized himself. The shock numbed his arms, a sharp tremor crawling from his fingers up to his shoulders.

He twisted midair and planted his feet against the void itself, stopping his momentum with a guttural exhale.

Cracks spiderwebbed across the space beneath him.

He straightened, wiping a thin line of blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes burned crimson.

“To hell with you. You can find that peace after I am done with you,” Klaus sneered.

The force behind the attack just now was more terrible than he expected. This told him not to underestimate his opponent.

The South Side Monk hovered calmly, one hand folded behind his back, the other positioned in a prayer-like manner, his robes fluttering despite the vacuum.

His gaze never wavered, as if Klaus were nothing more than an unruly thought. In his eyes, Klaus is merely an insect that can be swatted to death.

“A raging heart clouds judgment,” the monk said. “Lay down your weapon. I will end this without suffering.”

That was the moment Klaus smiled.

“You are dead.”

Klaus vanished, and the monk became alert.