The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1731: Axarax’s Plan

[Somewhere in the Ancient Battlefield – Axarax’s POV]

Inside a mansion stood 14 Supremes, facing 6 men, each oozing the power of a Pseudo-Primordial. The six men are, of course, Axarax, the Parasite.

After taking over the bodies of the seven incarnations of the Doom Monarchs, he sent six to the Ancient Battlefield, where he planned to use his power to give them an edge over the warriors of the Primus Universe.

Of course, he wanted this because he planned to bring more of his power into the Primus Universe.

Klaus may have destroyed his plans to anonymously infiltrate the ranks of the universe’s elite and make good use of their talents to bring forth the rest of his power.

Now, he had to resort to other means, with the most severe one being the possession of his own people. While he isn’t the leader of the Foreign Race, he holds so much power that taking 14 Supremes as his vessels wasn’t frowned upon by anyone.

In fact, the narcissism of the Foreign Race is such that when he asks for some of them to become his vessels, thousands volunteer. He had to raise his standards by selecting the ones he deemed fit to become bodies he could inhabit.

The 14 are among the best in terms of bloodline power and techniques. In fact, they have more potential than even the 7 Doom Generals.

The only downside here is that, since the Foreign Race cannot leave the Ancient Battlefield unless they conquer the Outposts and push forward to spread their domain, these 14 bodies would be stuck here until the universe is conquered.

But that was his plan after all.

He planned to send at least 20% of his power into these 14 bodies and then use them to attack the outposts. While that was happening, his six bodies would work behind the scenes to open the Void Gate again.

If all goes well, the universe will soon face the wrath of both the Foreign Race and the Void Race.

“My Lord, these are the 14 who met your requirements. They have already signed away their lives and are offering their bodies as vessels for your glorious descent,” a Pseudo-Primordial with the appearance of an angel, despite being from the Foreign Race, said to Axarax, who was seated on six thrones, each body having the same posture.

They sat, their right arms resting on the chairs’ armrests, their fists supporting their chins, as nonchalant looks painted their faces.

One of his bodies looked up and nodded. “Good job. Now, inform the various generals that I will meet them in a month. They should all prepare a battle plan before coming to the meeting.”

“I will convey your message, my lord,” the angel-looking Foreign Race expert nodded and left the room. After he was gone, Axarax looked at the 14 and said,

“After today, your personal legends will come to an end. However, your faces will become the faces of greatness, for I, Axarax, the Parasite, will use your powers to conquer this universe and hand it over to Lord Calamity on a silver platter.”

One could visibly see the elated expressions appear on the faces of the 14 Supremes whose bodies would become Axarax’s to claim.

“We are ready, Lord Axarax,” one of them said, and Axarax nodded.

He raised one finger and snapped, causing a formation to appear in the air and on the ground. The moment the formation fully appeared, all 14 of them lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

“Paragon, this time around, you are going to wish you never crossed me.” With a look that showed he was pissed as hell, he formed a series of hand seals, and the process began.

When he is done, he will send them all into battle, and soon, the universe will feel the wrath of the Parasite.

***

“MmmmmmhhHH”

Nyrela moaned as Klaus pulled his dick out of her pussy. As his dick was finally free of her pussy walls, the cum that had been deposited in her drooled out.

She gasped for breath, her entire body trembling.

Sweat and cum covered her skin, a clear sign that she and Klaus had been going at it for a very long time.

Klaus wanted to spend some time with her before he swapped places with Knox, who was on his way to meet the 4th Star Light.

However, things took a more seductive turn, leading them to spend much more time than they had planned. But since Asura had yet to return from the God Ascension ceremony, and Knox hadn’t yet reached his destination, they had the time and passion to go at it for weeks.

Finally, they had had enough.

She remained conscious, but one could tell she was tired as hell. Klaus smiled, lifted her into his arms, and teleported, appearing on the last floor of the Tower of Defiance.

After he and his wives left Earth, the Tower of Defiance had been sitting empty on the Pacific Ocean. Klaus left his marker there, so he teleported straight from the Inheritance Tower and appeared there.

He made his way into the bathroom, and 30 minutes later, he walked out carrying Nyrela, now clean and less sensitive.

Klaus lay her on the bed, walked to the wardrobe, and picked something for her to wear. After she was fully dressed, she lay her head on Klaus’s lap…

“I never knew I would be this happy after finally becoming your woman,” she said lightly, a smile appearing on her face.

Klaus patted her head and replied, “What can I say? I had fun with you too. Let’s just hope it won’t be long until we have this much sex again.”

“Indeed. I will miss you, though.” She turned and looked at Klaus. “Just don’t spend too much time out there.”

Klaus nodded. “I won’t. After I create my last three incarnations, they will be doing most of the work while I spend time with you ladies.”

His words surely did the magic since Nyrela nodded and then, with an exhale, she dozed off. Klaus allowed her to sleep, for the time for him to leave hadn’t arrived yet, and Asura, too, wasn’t done with his ascension ceremony.