THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC101: Ready to Become a Master
Ohema sent Klaus ten vials of Mountain Dew, along with a note that read, "You owe me, Klaus, but for now, give these to your girlfriend and mother-in-law; they need it the most." Klaus was stunned. At first, he didn't catch the part about the mother-in-law. But after reading it again, he smiled, realizing Ohema was teasing him.
"She really is something else," Klaus muttered, staring at the note. "I'd better work harder to win her heart before someone else does."
"Whose heart are you trying to steal?" his mother's voice interrupted from behind just as he was lost in thought.
Klaus jumped a little but kept his cool. "You really should knock next time, Mom. You might not be ready to handle this diamond body," he said, handing her the note.
His mother chuckled as she read it. "She cares about you, clearly. Makes me wonder what you have to offer her," she said with a sly smile.
"At the very least, I can offer her my body," Klaus joked, winking.
"Well, there's that," his mother said, winking back.
"Mom, you should really be teaching your son some good values. You're starting to become a bit of a naughty mother," Klaus teased.
"Says the naughty child," she shot back playfully.
Klaus laughed and shook his head. "Touché, Mom. But seriously, I think Ohema's got me all twisted up inside. I can't tell if she's messing with me or if there's something more going on."
His mother raised an eyebrow. "Well, you've always been slow to catch on when it comes to women. Maybe she's just testing the waters. Or maybe she's waiting for you to make a move."
Klaus sighed. "I don't know. She's so hard to read. One minute, she's teasing me, and the next, she's completely out of reach."
His mother smiled softly. "That's the fun part, isn't it? The chase. But don't wait too long, Klaus. Some chances don't come twice."
Klaus nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, you're right. I'll have to step up my game. Can't let someone else swoop in and steal her away."
"Good boy," his mother said, patting him on the shoulder. "Now go and figure out what you want to do. Just remember, don't lead her on if you're not sure. Be clear, and be kind."
Klaus smiled. "Thanks, Mom. I'll keep that in mind."
After the mother and son duo finished plotting to capture the heart of the mysterious damsel, they went about their usual business. Klaus gave three vials of Mountain Dew to his mother and saved the rest for Lucy, who was coming over for dinner the next day.
Fast forward to dinner, Lucy arrived, and they had a great time. Klaus even managed to get a shoulder massage from the Moonlight Fairy, earning him a thumbs-up from his mother. He noticed his mother seemed more energetic and lively after using the Mountain Dew, which made him happy.
Later that night, after dinner, Klaus convinced Lucy to take the Mountain Dew. It took some persuading, but she finally agreed. They spent the rest of the evening talking about a lot of things, making memories they could hold onto while she was away at the academy. They both knew once she returned, it would be difficult to stay in touch for a while.
After hours of talking and laughing, Lucy finally asked the question Klaus had been quietly anticipating.
"Klaus, do you like my sister?"
Klaus eventually expected this question, but it caught him off guard. "Of course I do; we're friends, after all," he replied casually.
"No, I mean, do you like her the way you like me? Wait, let me rephrase that. Do you want to kiss my sister?"
Klaus' heart skipped a beat. The rawness of the question stunned him. He did want to kiss her, and if he was honest with himself, he loved her too. But why was Lucy asking this now?
Instead of answering, Klaus asked cautiously, "Why are you asking me that?"
Klaus felt his chest tighten as Lucy spoke. He hadn't anticipated this turn in the conversation, and now he found himself grappling with a reality he hadn't fully acknowledged before.
Lucy took a deep breath and continued, her voice soft but steady. "I think my sister is in love with you. No... I don't just think so; I know she is. And honestly, I'm happy for her. She deserves someone like you.
But..." She paused, glancing down at her hands, her expression shifting into something more serious. "I'm concerned."
Klaus frowned slightly, his brow furrowing. "Why are you concerned?" he asked, his tone gentle but curious.
Lucy hesitated, her eyes still focused on the floor. "I'm concerned that you might not feel the same way about her as she feels about you," she admitted quietly. "And if that's the case, it could really hurt her."
Klaus was silent for a moment, the weight of her words sinking in. He has always been cool with Anna. He liked the way she commanded herself and how selfless she could be. It was because of her that he won Lucy's heart. He was grateful for that. But love?
Was it really that?
"Lucy..." Klaus began softly, searching for the right words. "I don't want to hurt her. I don't want to hurt either of you. This whole thing is more complicated than I expected."
Lucy nodded, still not meeting his gaze. "I know, Klaus. That's why I'm telling you this now. I need you to be sure about your feelings. If you're not, it's better to be honest with her sooner rather than later. She's my sister, and I love her, but I also care about you.
I don't want any of us getting hurt in the end."
Klaus felt the weight of responsibility settles on his shoulders. He knew he had to figure out his feelings before things spiraled out of control. He couldn't let this situation turn into something that would break the people he cared about the most.
"Lucy," Klaus said gently, reaching for her hand again. "I'll be honest with you—I'm confused. But I don't hate her and don't want to say I love her -at least not yet. But I will surely tell her if I develop the same feelings for her."
"Thank you, Klaus", Lucy said with slightly teary eyes. Klaus's heart skipped a beat seeing that.
Klaus felt a pang in his chest when he saw the tears welling up in Lucy's eyes. It made his heart skip a beat, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. He hadn't meant to hurt her, but he could see how much this conversation weighed on her.
"Lucy..." he whispered, squeezing her hand gently. "I never want to make you feel this way. I'm sorry if all of this is making things harder for you."
Lucy blinked back the tears, forcing a small, brave smile. "It's okay, Klaus. I just want everyone to be happy. And I trust you to be honest with her—and with me."
Klaus nodded, trying to steady his own emotions. "I will. I promise. And whatever happens, I want you to know how much you mean to me. I'd never do anything to hurt either of you on purpose."
Lucy gave a weak laugh, wiping her eyes quickly. "I know, Klaus. You're a good guy. Maybe that's why all of this is so difficult. I just hope that, in the end, we can all come out of this without any regrets."
Klaus smiled softly, his thumb brushing lightly over her knuckles. "No regrets. We'll figure it out together."
With that, Lucy nodded, finally seeming a little more at ease. They sat in silence for a moment longer, the air between them filled with unspoken feelings and a quiet understanding. No matter what the future held, they would face it honestly, and that was all they could ask for.
Suddenly, Lucy turned and looked at Klaus, "Can we sleep together tonight? And before you get any funny ideas, know that we won't go beyond kissing" Lucy buried her face in her palm, clearly embarrassed from making such a bold statement.
Klaus blinked in surprise at Lucy's sudden request, his mind racing to catch up with what she had just said. He could see her embarrassment as she buried her face in her hands, clearly flustered by her own boldness.
He chuckled softly, trying to ease the tension. "Lucy, you didn't have to hide your face like that," he said, gently pulling her hands away from her face so he could look at her. "I get it, and I respect your boundaries. No funny ideas, I promise."
Lucy peeked at him through her fingers, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and nervous laughter. "I just... I didn't want things to be awkward between us, and I guess I said it all wrong," she mumbled.
Klaus smiled warmly, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. "You didn't say it wrong. It's fine, really. We can just be together, no pressure, no expectations." He paused for a moment, his voice softening. "I'll be here, no matter what."
Lucy lifted her head slightly, her gaze meeting his. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with relief. She smiled then, though the embarrassment still lingered in her eyes.
Klaus stood up and held out his hand. "Come on, let's get some rest. We've both had enough complicated feelings for one night."
She took his hand and stood up, following him to his room, where they lay side by side, talking quietly until they both drifted off to sleep. As promised, nothing happened beyond a few kisses and shared warmth.
However, when they woke up the next day, Lucy got the shock of her life, the kind of shock that would make her blush every morning when she woke up, even when she was away in the academy.
The next day, Lucy left for the Celestial Mountain Academy. Klaus missed her, but when Monday came, he also left for the Everlasting Zombie Forest to break through to the Master stage.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC102: Master Stage Heavenly Tribulation
Klaus left home in high spirits. His next challenge was a daunting one, but he felt more prepared than ever. If the heavens wanted his head, he was ready to show them he was no pushover.
After breezing through the checkpoint—one he didn't even need to pass at this point—Klaus boarded the shuttle and set off for the forest. This was his third battle against the heavens, and he was determined to make it count.
Upon arriving at the forest's edge, Klaus quickly vanished into the depths. He avoided the border area to stay cautious. The strongest monsters here were Tier 5, and they had no special classes. He was confident he could handle them if they crossed his path.
After thirty minutes of trekking deeper into the forest, Klaus stopped beneath a large tree. He scanned the surroundings, ensuring no one was nearby and that the monsters present posed no threat. Satisfied, he sat down and pulled out some monster cores.
He had already consumed enough cores that the experience points needed for his next breakthrough were just over ten thousand. As he settled in, he began to consume the cores one by one. It wasn't long before a message appeared:
[You have levelled up. Current Level: Level 12 Ascended. You have received 300 Stat Points.]
[Get Ready for your Tribulation. The Lightning descends in 5 Minutes.]
As Klaus prepared himself for the lightning storm, the senior inside his soul sea voice echoed in his head.
"Brat, are you ready?" the voice asked.
"I am, senior. At the very least, I'll die and reincarnate," Klaus replied with a hint of humour.
"Brat, are you joking with your life? This is the Master stage of tribulation. Considering your previous encounters, you should be concerned," the senior warned.
"What's there to be scared of? They're just lightning monsters. Killing them will be a breeze," Klaus said confidently.
"Don't underestimate this tribulation," the senior's voice warned. "The Master stage is a significant leap, and these lightning monsters won't be like ordinary foes They'll be more powerful and unpredictable."
Klaus smirked. "I appreciate the advice, but I've faced many challenges. I'm not going to let a few lightning monsters intimidate me."
"Fine," the senior replied with a hint of exasperation. "Just remember, keep your wits about you and don't let your guard down. Lightning can be both swift and deadly."
As the senior's voice faded, Klaus returned to the storm. The first wave of lightning monsters began to manifest from the lightning bolts. They crackled with electricity and floated menacingly in the air.
Klaus acknowledged the senior's warning with a nod. "I appreciate the heads-up, senior. I'll do my best to pass this trial."
He had learned that some things were better left unsaid directly, so he knew the system was just warning him about something other than his will in passing the coming tribulation.
Looking up at the dark clouds still crackling with electricity, Klaus's eyes gleamed with determination. "Bring your worst," he declared to the heavens.
The storm intensified as if responding to his challenge. Bolts of lightning arced through the sky, and the air buzzed with electric tension. Klaus braced himself, ready to face whatever the heavens had in store.
Suddenly, the dark clouds churned, and a massive void filled with lightning bolts appeared in the sky. Klaus stared into it, feeling his hair stand on end. "Damn, that's one enormous hole of lightning," he muttered, though he didn't let it faze him.
In an instant, a colossal bolt of lightning shot down at Klaus with terrifying speed. He fixed his gaze on the incoming bolt and swung his sword, releasing a sharp ice arc slicing through the lightning easily.
The bolt dissipated into sparkling runes that swirled and entered Klaus's body. As they did, he felt a surge of strength. "No pain, no gain, hehe," he said, grinning at the sensation of power flowing through him.
Klaus felt the runes merging with his essence, amplifying his strength and vitality. He steadied himself, ready for the next wave of the storm. The sky crackled with growing intensity as the storm became fiercer.
"Here comes the rain," Klaus muttered, bracing for the challenge.
The giant hole in the clouds churned and released smaller bolts of lightning, which shot out in rapid succession. Klaus moved quickly, weaving through the lightning as it struck the ground.
"Huh, it's not painful at all," Klaus said, noticing that a bolt that landed on him felt like nothing more than a splash of water. He was surprised to feel no pain at all.
"Now, this is interesting. I can feel my strength rising with each bolt that hits me, but I don't feel anything. This is great!" Klaus said with a grin as he stopped and let the lightning bolts rain down on him like a torrential downpour.
As Klaus stood amidst the storm, the lightning bolts bombarded him. With each strike, he felt a surge of energy, his body growing stronger and more resilient. The power from the runes and the lightning seemed to blend seamlessly, enhancing his abilities.
He closed his eyes for a moment, savouring the sensation. The storm's fury was no longer a threat but a source of energy for him. Klaus's confidence grew with every passing second.
"Moments like this, it feels like the heavens are actually blessing me," Klaus smiled, then settled into a lotus posture, closing his eyes. He focused on the lightning still crackling around him, using it as a conduit to connect with his own latent lightning abilities.
As an Elemental Overlord, Klaus had the potential to harness any element, but so far, he had only mastered Ice and Fire. He was determined to unlock the Lightning element as well. There was no better time to tap into this power than when a storm of lightning surrounded him.
He allowed the lightning to strike his skin, feeling its raw energy surge through him. He concentrated, channelling the electricity into himself and attempting to attune his essence with the element. Each bolt that hit him was a jolt of power, and Klaus focused on syncing his energy with it.
The process was intense. The raw energy of the lightning was both exhilarating and overwhelming, but Klaus remained centred. He visualized the lightning weaving into his own energy pathways, trying to blend his inherent power with the external force.
"Weird, why is my Ice element reacting?" Klaus muttered to himself. As he channelled the lightning through his body, he sensed an unusual response from his Ice element. It was as if something inside him was calling out, and he could feel his Lotus flower reacting to the call.
Suddenly, the lightning ceased, and Klaus felt the connection severed. But he understood something significant: his Lotus bloom was responding to the tribulation of lightning, and he needed to explore why.
The heavens rumbled again, and the clouds swirled with renewed intensity. Thicker bolts of lightning began to rain down. Klaus stood resolute, letting the lightning strike him. This time, he felt a strange sensation, but there was no pain—just a powerful force touching his body.
"Time to test this out," Klaus decided, conjuring the Lotus flower. As soon as the flower appeared, it floated away from him and ascended toward the centre of the lightning storm. It bloomed, opening all nine petals, and began to spin.
The first petal, adorned with nine smaller stars started to glow brightly as more and more lightning struck it. Then, something extraordinary happened: two of the nine stars on the first petal turned golden. As this occurred, a massive wave of ice surged from the flower, obliterating the lightning in its path.
"Damn, that is OP," Klaus exclaimed, awestruck by the power of the Lotus flower. The combination of lightning and ice created a formidable force, and Klaus could hardly believe the magnitude of its effect.
The storm around him began to dissipate, leaving a calm, eerie silence in its wake. Klaus stood there, marvelling at the newfound synergy between his elements. The Ice element had reacted unexpectedly and powerfully, and he was eager to explore this new dimension of his abilities.
Suddenly, the heavens rumbled, and the clouds stirred. Darker, more ominous clouds began to form, and from within them, a large serpent head emerged. As soon as it appeared, a heavy pressure descended upon the forest. Yet, Klaus felt nothing. Instead, he focused on his Lotus flower, which was spinning silently.
"Why can't I control it?" Klaus muttered in frustration.
"Brat, this is a rare occurrence," the senior's voice echoed from his soul sea. "Your skill is activating on its own. Use this time to learn it well because, after today, you won't have another chance to master these new moves."
Shocked by the senior's warning, Klaus quickly redirected his attention to the flower. As he did, he sensed the first golden star on the petal glowing brightly. A powerful ice beam shot from the centre of the flower, striking the lightning serpent head-on.
The serpent froze instantly and then shattered into countless sparkles of runes that scattered and merged with Klaus. He noticed that 70% of the runes entered the lotus bloom, causing it to spin even faster for a moment.
"So that was it," Klaus murmured to himself, marvelling at the newfound power. "It has a beam skill. I'll call it Ice Beam."
The moment he named it, the Lotus flower shuddered, and a powerful burst of energy radiated outward.
"Good, Klaus. Now learn the second skill," the senior's voice echoed from his soul sea, making Klaus grin excitedly.
As Klaus basked in his success, the heavens rumbled once more. This time, a single lightning spear emerged from the dark clouds above instead of a serpent. The spear looked ominous, radiating danger. Klaus immediately felt a terrible sense of dread as it locked onto him, and at that moment, he knew he was in serious trouble.
The spear shot down at him with terrifying speed and precision. Klaus gripped his sword, preparing to strike back, but before he could act, the Lotus bloom descended and hovered over his head. The second of the nine stars on the first petal glowed golden, and in an instant, the area within a 400-meter radius froze over with a chilling cold.
Klaus watched in disbelief as the spear that had been racing toward him froze the moment it entered the frozen zone. It shattered into thousands of tiny sparkles of runes and entered his body, as did the lotus flower.
"What the… what the fuck?" Klaus shouted in shock.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC103: Terrifying Lightning Spears
As the spear dissipated, Klaus felt a surge of power flow through him, and the potency of the Lotus flower continued to rise. The runes that entered his body were small, but their power far surpassed the previous lightning. Klaus could sense it—this energy was elevating him to new heights.
"This is good," Klaus muttered to himself, his lips curling into a mischievous grin. "At this rate, I'll be able to raise the Lotus's power with this tribulation."
He glanced up at the swirling clouds, which were still forming ominously above him. "If this is the best you've got," he taunted, "then the heavens really are blind," Klaus smirked, though deep down, he knew this was far from over.
And he was right.
The heavens rumbled once more, and suddenly, spear after spear of lightning began shooting down at him in rapid succession. The sky was filled with streaks of electric fury, each one targeting Klaus with deadly precision.
But Klaus remained unfazed. He stood his ground, watching the spears enter his 400-meter ice domain one by one. As soon as they did, they froze in place, unable to penetrate further. The cold was so potent that even the powerful lightning was stopped in its tracks.
The frozen spears disintegrated into sparkling runes, which drifted toward Klaus and his Lotus flower, merging seamlessly with their power. No matter how fast or powerful the spears were, the moment they entered the icy domain, they were rendered powerless, unable to get within 100 meters of Klaus.
He felt a sense of calm wash over him as he observed the storm's fury being neutralized by the sheer might of his Lotus flower. Each failed spear only made him stronger. Each shattered bolt raises his energy to greater heights.
Klaus smirked a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Seems like you've underestimated me," he whispered, confidently addressing the heavens. The tribulation was still raging, but Klaus knew he was turning it into his greatest triumph.
For the first time, Klaus felt truly in control, and he wasn't going to let the heavens stop his rise without a fight.
Spears continued to rain down from the sky, but they were powerless against the Lotus flower's protection. Klaus racked his brain, searching for the perfect name for the second ability of the Lotus. After a moment of thought, a smirk crossed his lips. "I'll call it Absolute Ice Domain."
The clouds began to churn ominously as if the heavens sensed the threat. From their depths, enormous lightning spears, each 50 meters long and 5 inches thick, started to emerge.
"Now, it's starting," Klaus muttered to himself. But at that moment, a flood of new information entered his mind, making him smile.
He raised a finger towards the looming spears. The Ice Lotus spun faster, and Klaus felt his Star Qi being rapidly drained. Yet, the Lotus continued spinning, undeterred.
As the spears hurtled towards him, a powerful beam of ice shot out from the Lotus flower, obliterating them in a flash. But even as the first wave was destroyed, more spears began forming, threatening to overwhelm him.
This time, however, Klaus didn't panic. Now that he had mastered the two abilities of the Lotus flower, he felt a newfound confidence.
"Come at me, suckers!" he shouted. He activated the Absolute Ice Domain, and his Star Qi surged, freezing the surrounding 400 meters even further. Every spear that entered the domain halted mid-air and shattered into glowing runes, which Klaus and the Lotus absorbed.
Klaus felt stronger with each burst of lightning ruins that entered his body. The battle wasn't over, but now he knew—he had what it took to stand against the heavens themselves.
At least, that's what Klaus was thinking. In truth, he was far from truly challenging the heavens. He had survived this long only because even the heavens were bound by rules. Without those rules, he would have been dead long ago.
He wouldn't have stood a chance if these spears had come at him during his first tribulation. But now, with his growing strength, he had the power to survive. Still, survival didn't mean absolute control. Even within the rules, there were loopholes, and Klaus was just beginning to encounter them.
Yet, the heavens also underestimated him. Klaus had cultivated the first form of the Star Diagram, reshaping his bone structure into something rare and extraordinary. His bones were now a treasure so valuable that even gods would covet them. In that sense, he was a heaven-defying existence.
He could fight across realms, a feat possible only because of his unusual nature as a paragon. Someone like him wasn't meant to conform to the standards of ordinary people. He was meant to break the rules, to live outside them. Killing opponents five or six realms above him felt perfectly natural for someone of his status.
The heavens knew this, and they were doing everything possible to stop him. But Klaus was prepared this time—both physically and mentally. His last tribulation had nearly killed him, and he had no intention of letting that happen again.
"These idiots really want me dead," Klaus muttered as he sensed the growing power of the spears. They were now entering the 100-meter radius of his Absolute Ice Domain.
But Klaus remained unfazed. He calmly circulated his Star Qi, pumping more energy into the Lotus flower. His Star Qi reserves felt endless, so he kept feeding the Lotus, increasing its power with every moment.
The spears continued to approach, more powerful than ever before, but Klaus only smirked. He was ready. The heavens could throw everything they had at him, and he would face it head-on. His body was stronger than ever, his mind sharper, and the power of the Lotus flower at his command was unmatched.
As the spears closed in, Klaus's confidence surged. This time, he wasn't just fighting to survive. He was fighting to win.
"Is that the best you've got?" Klaus shouted, a mocking grin spreading across his face. He wasn't sure if the heavens could hear him, but after learning about karma from the senior in his soul sea, he knew one thing: the heavens were always listening.
Though the heavens were supposed to be impartial, Klaus knew better. When it came to him, they were anything but fair. A paragon and the heavens were natural enemies. The rules were the only thing keeping them in check, and Klaus's one advantage was that he could grow outside those rules. While the heavens were bound, he was free to thrive.
"Bring your worst! These spears are weak!" Klaus taunted again, his voice brimming with defiance.
The heavens responded.
From the swirling clouds above, the tip of a dark-coated spear began to emerge. The moment it appeared, the sky rumbled, and an oppressive pressure descended on the forest. The force was so great that everything within a 10 km radius was flattened. Trees splintered, and the creatures in the area were crushed into a paste by the sheer weight of the heavens' wrath.
Klaus felt the pressure too—his feet felt as though they were sinking into the earth—but he remained calm.
"Brat, do you want to get stronger?" the senior's voice echoed from within his soul sea.
"Isn't that obvious, senior? I'll do whatever it takes to get stronger. My mother... she's been smiling a lot more lately, and I want to keep it that way forever. Screw the heavens, I need the strength to protect her," Klaus replied with conviction.
"Good... good. I like that attitude," the senior said approvingly, though his tone darkened. "But be warned—if we continue down this path, you will accumulate more karma."
"To hell with karma! I'm all in. We either go all out or we go home," Klaus declared, his energy flaring.
"Very well," the senior said, "I'll transmit a skill to you. I will also create an isolated space within your soul sea, sealed from your consciousness. Anything stored there will be hidden from the heavens. But there are some downsides."
"What downsides?" Klaus asked.
"Your soul sea will shrink temporarily, limiting the amount of Star Qi you can channel. However, once you survive this tribulation, it will return to normal. The only question is whether you can endure until then."
Klaus smirked. "What exactly are we about to do?"
"We're going to steal the tribulation, dummy. Are you ready to defy the heavens even more?"
Klaus's grin grew wicked. "Minion, today we steal the tribulation."
"Brat, who are you calling a minion?" the senior growled.
"Senior, let's focus. A massive lightning spear is about to strike me any second now," Klaus reminded him with a laugh.
"Fine. Brace yourself."
Klaus suddenly felt his soul sea surge, then begin to shrink. Moments later, he sensed a section of it slip out of his control, only for the connection to return just as quickly.
Curious, he accessed the newly sealed space and was shocked to find a sprawling field of green grass stretching about 3 km wide. "Senior, what is this place?"
"That depends on what you want to call it," the senior explained. "Many call it Soul Space or Sealed Space. Those with powerful soul seas can create spaces like this to store things they don't want others—especially the heavens—to find."
Klaus's grin widened. "Then I'll call it Tribulation Prison. Now, let's start stealing some lightning."
"Good. I'll transmit the technique to you now." An orb of light flew from the first ice door within his soul sea and merged with Klaus's forehead. As the knowledge flowed into him, Klaus smiled, his gaze fixed on the terrifying spear descending toward him.
Klaus was ready. It was time to steal the power of the heavens themselves. The skies roared as a massive, 100-meter-long spear of energy descended toward him with terrifying force. The ground beneath his feet trembled violently, cracks forming as if the earth itself was afraid.
Klaus could feel his feet sinking into the ground, but he remained unfazed, a confident smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. As the spear hurtled closer, now within a kilometer of him, Klaus calmly formed a series of hand seals. A dark orb shot out from the center of his forehead, pulsating with power as it ascended.
The orb exploded into a swirling black vortex, expanding rapidly above him.
"Come on, enter, idiot," Klaus said with a grin as the colossal spear collided with the black hole. Without a trace of resistance, the mighty weapon of the heavens was sucked into the vortex and vanished into nothingness.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC104: Karmic Lightning Beasts
Inside the Tribulation Prison, a black hole opened, and the colossal spear of lightning descended into the space, landing with a powerful thud. Klaus felt an immediate connection as soon as it touched down—he could control it.
"Well, this is unexpected," Klaus muttered with a satisfied smile.
"Why are you grinning?" the voice of the senior inside his soul sea interrupted. "This is only the beginning. Now that you've taken something from the heavens, you'd better brace yourself for karma."
Klaus's smile faltered slightly as he felt a sudden shift in the air. The skies above him roared with fury. He could feel his hair standing on end as thunder rumbled ominously. The entire forest seemed to awaken, its energy growing heavier as something terrifying descended upon the area.
"Now I'm in trouble," Klaus said to himself, gripping his sword tightly. Its blade glowed a deep crimson, and his sword qi flared, ready for battle.
"The next trial is the Karmic Lightning Tribulation," the senior continued. "If you manage to steal some of that power, you can later raise the power of your Ice Lotus Bloom Flower"
Klaus couldn't help but smile at the thought. His senior had been unusually talkative lately, offering guidance rather than just warnings. Klaus knew he would pay a steep price for all of this, but in that moment, he felt nothing but gratitude.
"Alright," Klaus murmured to himself, watching as the clouds swirled above, "bring it on."
With the spear now under his control and his sword ready to strike, Klaus braced himself for the next round. The heavens might roar and rage, but he was no longer the same. He was ready to face whatever karma had in store for him.
The heavens, ever relentless, responded in kind. From beneath the swirling clouds, one beast after another began to emerge.
"What the—" Klaus shouted, his voice filled with shock as he recognized the creatures. "These are all monsters I've already killed!"
Anger surged through him. The heavens were mocking him, throwing his past conquests back in his face. Klaus knew better than to lose control, but the sheer audacity of it—forcing him to fight the things he had already killed—was infuriating.
His gaze hardened as he watched the beasts charge toward him. The black hole above swirled, sucking in any monsters that ventured too close. The Ice Lotus Bloom materialized, spinning above his head as his star qi surged into it. Even with his qi pool cut in half, he still had more than enough to fuel his next move.
The Absolute Ice Domain expanded from him, a wave of intense cold freezing everything within a 400-meter radius. Any monster that escaped the pull of the black hole found itself instantly turned to ice, trapped in Klaus's unrelenting domain. He wasn't holding back anymore—his power was in full force.
Thousands of monsters appeared monsters from every battle he had fought, from the Sunlight Forest to the Everlasting Forest and then the Ruin City. They descended upon him like an endless tide, but Klaus met them all with a furious grin.
"Are they really serious?" he muttered, amused by the spectacle. "Sending back everything I've killed? Is that the best they can do?"
He couldn't decide whether to rage, cry, or laugh at the heavens' twisted sense of irony. But instead, Klaus just smirked, his eyes glinting with determination.
"Don't they know the saying? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
With that, Klaus braced himself for the fight. The heavens might send wave after wave of his past enemies, but they were only helping him grow stronger.
"Die again," Klaus snarled as a fiery arc surged from his sword, cleaving a human-faced spider demon in half. The weak creature had somehow gotten within 50 meters of him, but it stood no chance.
As it was obliterated, its form dissolved into glowing runes that surged into Klaus, strengthening him further. Even the Ice Lotus Bloom overhead absorbed some of the power, growing stronger with each kill.
"At this rate, the Tribulation Prison is going to be overflowing," Klaus thought to himself with a smirk. "Maybe I should add more space to it."
But the senior's voice rang out in his mind immediately. "You can't expand it any further for now. Focus on surviving the tribulation. Once you become a Master Warrior, you'll have the power to expand it more."
Klaus nodded, acknowledging the wisdom. He turned his attention back to the endless waves of monsters pressing toward him. The Absolute Ice Domain was incredibly powerful, but with thousands of creatures flooding into its range, its force was spread thin, slightly weakening its effect.
No matter—Klaus's sword flashed through the air, easily cutting down light-bodied monsters. Each creature he killed was reduced to glowing lightning runes that flowed back into him, bolstering his power. The black hole above continued to devour larger beasts while his sword, qi, tore through the others, filling him with energy.
Suddenly, the clouds rumbled, and a massive figure emerged. "The Ground Drake Lizard King," Klaus muttered, his eyes widening as he stared at the enormous monster hovering above.
"I guess it's come back for revenge," he said, tightening his grip on his sword. The last time he faced this beast, it had been on its last breath, but even then, it had shown terrifying strength.
Now, however, it was different. The creature in the sky was the true Ground Drake Lizard King, restored to its full power. It lacked blood but crackled with lightning, its form radiating an even more formidable aura.
"But I'm not the same as before either," Klaus declared, his eyes narrowing with determination. "Come at me, monster."
Realizing his Absolute Ice Domain wouldn't be enough to contain the beast, he prepared himself for a direct confrontation. The Ground Drake Lizard King landed with a thunderous impact, shaking the ground violently. It charged toward Klaus with its massive body.
Klaus directed the Ice Lotus Bloom to rise into the air, keeping it at a safe distance. He readied himself as the monster bore down on him.
Boom!
A powerful fire arc surged from his sword, crashing into the monster's scaly tail and sending shockwaves rippling through the air. Klaus's eyes narrowed as he saw his attack barely faze the beast.
"More power then," he muttered. His sword hummed with increasing energy as he fed more power into it. He leaped into the air, avoiding a sweeping tail attack, and spun gracefully. As he descended, he drove his sword into the ground, unleashing a wave of fire that pushed the monster back a few meters.
The Ground Drake Lizard King charged at Klaus with its massive form, but Klaus was quicker. In a flash, he appeared behind the monster and delivered a powerful strike to its belly.
The attack landed with precision, cutting a deep gash into the monster's underbelly. As the beast roared as if in pain, Klaus followed up with another attack, targeting its hind leg. The strike severed the limb, causing it to explode into a shower of glowing runes that surged into his body.
Just then, Klaus ducked sharply, narrowly avoiding a pincer attack from a Human Face Spider monster that had appeared out of nowhere. With a swift slash of his sword, he severed the spider's grotesque, human-contorted face, killing it instantly.
"I almost forgot," Klaus muttered to himself as he observed the chaos around him. "These aren't real monsters; there's no hierarchy here."
If these creatures were real, none of these minor pests would dare to interfere in a battle of such magnitude.
"You can die now," Klaus muttered as he unleashed two fiery arcs from his sword, which tore through the air and struck the Ground Drake Lizard King. The beast staggered backward, but Klaus's sword plunged into its belly before it could regain its footing.
Ice surged from the blade, freezing the monster instantly. The fire attacks had merely been distractions; the real blow was the ice-infused stab. The creature froze solid and then shattered into sparks that vanished into his body.
As the monster crumbled, the clouds overhead darkened once more, and a formidable presence began to descend upon the forest.
"The zombies are here," Klaus remarked with a wry grin. "At this point, I must have some kind of destiny with zombies."
He surveyed the terrifying lineup of undead creatures that had appeared, ready for battle.
"Well, let's dance," Klaus said as he slashed his sword at the first zombie that came into view. The blade flashed crimson as he began severing heads with precise, efficient strikes.
"This is the perfect opportunity to master the final aspect of the Beheading technique before it gets officially registered," Klaus thought. While many would be paralyzed by fear or flee in panic, Klaus viewed the tribulation as a training ground to hone his skills.
Inside his soul sea, the senior voice sounded from behind the door. clearly shocked by what Klaus was doing, "A monster," he muttered
Klaus moved like lightning, his sword a blur as it severed heads with lethal precision. Each swing sent a head flying, leaving only glowing runes that surged into him, amplifying his strength.
He let the Absolute Ice Domain run rampant throughout the tribulation, but he used it strategically, drawing some of the zombies toward him before slipping through the domain to continue his assault.
In just ten minutes, Klaus had decapitated thousands of zombies, but the onslaught showed no signs of stopping. The more he killed, the more seemed to appear.
"This ends now," Klaus declared, frustration seeping into his voice. He infused his sword with an intense amount of fire essence, then swung it forward in a sweeping arc. A wave of fire erupted from his blade, incinerating everything in its path. His face paled slightly.
"Klaus, finish this quickly," the senior warned in a grim tone. "The last wave is coming, and neither the Black Hole nor your flower can hold them off. Prepare yourself."
Klaus nodded and hurled the Ice Lotus Bloom toward the advancing horde.
"Explode!" he commanded. The flower erupted with freezing power, turning everything within its blast radius into solid ice.
At that moment, the heavens roared once more, and from within the darkened clouds, two figures emerged. Klaus's eyes widened in shock as he recognized one of them.
"Matin Guan?" Klaus breathed.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC105: Klaus's Fury [Bonus]
Matin Guan, the arrogant heir of the Guan Great family, had once recklessly chased after Anna Ross, only to stumble into Klaus during his first hunt in the Sunlight Forest. It was unfortunate for him. Back then, Klaus had just awakened his Talent and Class, working to change his and his mother's situation. He was unreasonable in those days, and Matin's arrogance only fueled the tension.
Had Matin not targeted the Tier 3 monster's body—or worse, threatened his mother—he might still be alive today. But things had escalated. Klaus killed him, and that was that. Or so he thought.
Klaus never found out what Matin's family did afterward, but since no one came knocking on his door for revenge, he moved on and forgot about it. That was until now.
Slowly descending from the sky, Matin Guan landed on the ground, his spear gripped tightly in his hand, his cold gaze locked onto Klaus.
"Shit," Klaus muttered to himself, memories flooding back. "Now that I think about it, I never took his weapon back then... or did I?" He frowned, still uncertain. But before he could puzzle over it any longer, his eyes shifted to the figure standing beside Matin.
"The Mutated Zombie General..." Klaus's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What a sinister plot." He remembered barely surviving his first encounter with the Zombie General. This time, the situation was far worse.
That time, if he hadn't killed the Mutated Zombie with that one strike, he would have struggled. Even his undistributed points wouldn't have made much of a difference.
Two enemies—one resurrected and the other far deadlier—stood before him. "I got lucky last time... but this time, it's going to be different. I can't handle them both at once." The heavens really wanted him dead, seriously.
Then, something struck Klaus as odd. Despite Matin only being Ascended and the Mutated Zombie being a Tier 5 Terror, there was something deeply unsettling about them.
"Their eyes..." Klaus squinted, noticing the strange color shifting within their irises—flashes of red, gold, and brown. He couldn't put his finger on it, but those eyes sent chills down his spine.
Klaus clenched his fists tighter, the realization hitting him like a bolt of lightning. The heavens—the so-called impartial arbiters of fate—would always be his mortal enemies. They despised him, and now, he despised them with equal fury.
"Bring it on, bozos!" Klaus roared, charging forward with renewed vigor. As he dashed ahead, he deactivated the Blackhole and had already exploded the Lotus flower. The explosion of the ice energy created a misty battlefield zone, one where he held the advantage. The swirling mist allowed him to move faster, slipping through the air like a phantom.
But Klaus wasn't the only one bolstered. The heavens had chosen to empower Matin and the Mutated Zombie as well, infusing their weapons with crackling lightning. A dangerous fight lay ahead.
BOOM!
Klaus's sword clashed with the jagged club of the Mutated Zombie, the force of the impact sending him flying backward. He managed to twist in midair, landing squarely on his feet, but there was no time to recover. Matin's spear came stabbing at his neck with blinding speed.
Klaus parried the spear just in time, using the momentum to throw a powerful kick at Matin. But the Zombie's club intercepted his leg, the blow rattling his bones.
"Damn, that hurts," Klaus muttered through gritted teeth, the pain radiating through his body. He glanced at his two opponents, their movements uncannily synchronized.
"They're working together… Is this what the heavens want? Cooperation?" His mind raced. "The heavens' weapons are working in unison… This is bad. This tribulation is different. Could this be... karma?"
Klaus shifted to the defensive, blocking a series of rapid strikes from Matin's spear and the Zombie's club. Their attacks were relentless, their coordination tightening with every clash.
Klaus's thoughts raced as he struggled against the unrelenting assault. "Is this what Senior meant when he said the heavens are unpredictable—especially when it comes to me?" he muttered, barely managing to block a strike that hurled him through the air.
"Fuck karma! This young master has more to live for, more ladies to woo! I'm not dying to your schemes!" Klaus roared, slashing his sword at Matin with fury. But once again, the jagged club of the Zombie General intercepted his attack, forcing Klaus to sidestep a powerful stab from Matin's spear.
In a swift motion, Klaus grabbed the spear, yanking Matin forward. But before he could follow through with a counterattack, a brutal strike crashed into his ribcage, sending him flying across the battlefield.
Cough! Cough!
Klaus spat out two mouthfuls of blood as he struggled to rise from the ground. His leather top was torn, revealing bruises on his pale skin. His ribs hadn't broken, but they felt as if they were shattered.
"Damn it, this bastard has to die now," Klaus growled, his eyes narrowing. He could sense that Matin was more sinister than the Zombie General, but the constant interference from the zombie was preventing him from delivering a fatal blow. He knew that if he couldn't find an opening soon, things would only get worse.
His fears were realized faster than he expected. As Klaus tried to steady himself, Matin's spear came hurtling toward his heart. He sidestepped, but it wasn't enough—the spear pierced his shoulder joint, sending jolts of searing lightning through his body.
"Cough…" Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The stab was deep, the pain sharp and unrelenting. Klaus grimaced; he had been just a fraction too slow.
"Damn it," he cursed, forcing himself to distance himself from Matin, but there was no reprieve. Before Klaus could react, a piercing attack erupted from the ground, stabbing into his back with brutal precision. He was thrown through the air, hurtling straight toward the Zombie General, who was already poised to strike.
"Shit," Klaus muttered, but his words came too late. The Zombie's club smashed into his left shoulder, the sickening sound of bones cracking filling the air. The force sent Klaus flying once more, his body crumpling under the repeated blows.
"Fuck…" he groaned.
"After all this, some pampered greenhouse legacy flower dares to compare himself to me?" Klaus growled, narrowing his gaze. "If I don't put them in their place, my name isn't Klaus." He rolled across the icy battlefield, narrowly evading a strike from the Zombie General, who now appeared more intelligent, using the terrain to his advantage.
The ice battlefield Klaus had created was beginning to crumble, but he had anticipated this. He knew his advantage was fleeting, a momentary edge that would soon disappear.
As the jagged club of the Zombie swung toward him, Klaus reacted swiftly. A flower manifested in his palm, and with his right hand, he swung his sword, blocking the club's impact. Simultaneously, he leaped into the air, dodging a spear thrust from Matin, who had attempted a sneak attack from his blind spot.
Klaus flung the flower toward Matin, detonating it mid-air. The explosion momentarily froze Matin in place, encasing him in ice. But Klaus's victory was short-lived. Before he could deliver the finishing blow, the Zombie charged at him again, its club raised for a deadly strike.
"Damn you, brute! Let me take out this bastard, and then we'll have our one-on-one!" Klaus shouted in frustration, though he knew his words were pointless. With no choice but to abandon his attack on Matin, Klaus turned to face the Zombie.
His sword gleamed crimson as he channeled his fire essence. With a swift motion, he unleashed a powerful arc of flame, cutting deep into the Zombie's chest. But the satisfaction of the hit was fleeting—the wound healed almost instantly, the Zombie regenerating with unnatural speed.
"Fuck, the heavens are such cheats," Klaus cursed under his breath, realizing how unfair this battle had become. But even as frustration gnawed at him, Klaus steeled himself. There was no point in complaining now. He had to fight on.
Martin broke free from the ice with a fierce charge. Klaus reacted quickly, blocking the strike and delivering a powerful kick that sent Matin stumbling backward.
"I killed you once; I can do it again!" Klaus growled, his eyes narrowing at Matin's cold, unyielding gaze. But something about Matin felt off, tugging at Klaus's instincts. 'What is wrong with him?' Klaus wondered, his unease growing as Matin grew colder with every attack.
Before Klaus could dwell on it further, the Zombie General lunged at him again. Klaus evaded the strike and countered with a swift, powerful attack to sever the Zombie's neck. But just as his blade was about to make contact, Matin's spear intercepted it with precision.
"Shouldn't there be a timer on this?" Klaus muttered in frustration. "Like, if the heavens can't kill me in a few minutes, I win?"
But the battle showed no signs of ending. The synergy between Matin and the Zombie made it impossible for Klaus to land a decisive blow. No matter how hard he struck, one of them would always be there to disrupt his attacks.
Klaus clenched his teeth, frustration boiling inside him with each blocked strike. No matter how fast or precise his attacks were, they seemed futile. The Zombie was tough—its rugged exterior and monstrous strength made it nearly impossible to penetrate. And even when Klaus landed a hit, the creature's superhuman healing rendered his efforts meaningless.
Matin was no better. He was far sneakier now than when Klaus had killed him the first time. There was something off about him, something that made Klaus's skin crawl. Each time Matin moved, a chill ran down his spine.
"Something's wrong," Klaus muttered under his breath. But before he could piece together what was happening—before he even knew what to stop—six massive pillars of earth exploded from the ground, encircling them in a 2-kilometer radius.
A strange blue field began to form between the pillars, crackling with energy. Klaus felt it the moment the fields connected. His strength was cut in half, and his movements were suddenly sluggish and heavy.
"The Earth Domain," Klaus cursed under his breath. "What the hell? How does this Zombie have an ability like this?"
But it was too late. He was trapped, and his enemies were closing in.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC106: On the Brink of Death
Klaus gritted his teeth, feeling the energy drain from his body as the Earth Domain locked into place. The six towering pillars loomed around him, crackling with an unfamiliar power. His strength had been cut in half, and he could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him.
"The Earth Domain... Seriously? Why does this Zombie have this kind of ability?" Klaus muttered in disbelief. He had expected a tough battle, but this felt like the heavens were stacking the odds even further against him. He was trapped.
"Brat, do you finally understand what I told you? The heavens are unpredictable. They'll throw everything at you to kill you. And this? This is nothing compared to what they're truly capable of," the voice of Klaus's senior echoed in his mind from deep within his soul sea.
Klaus gritted his teeth. "I get it now. So that's how it is… They picked an opponent with an earth affinity and gave it this sinister ability." He could feel the dark plot working against him.
His mind flashed back to the days before the City Selection Exams when Lucy helped him prepare. He had studied countless monsters and their abilities, including the Ground Mountain Koala Bear. That creature is the only one capable of using the Earth Domain. But the Mutated Zombie? It shouldn't have this power.
The realization stung. He had been caught off guard, thrown into a trap set by the heavens themselves. Now, he truly understood what his senior had warned him about. The heavens were using karma as an excuse, twisting the rules just to kill him. And it was working—his strength had been drained to a mere 50 percent.
"Fuck, this is too sinister!" Klaus growled, his anger boiling over.
"That it is," his senior's voice returned. "But you have to push through. This is just another obstacle. And what do you do when you face an obstacle? You cleave through it. This is no different.
You're a Paragon. Man up and kill these suckers... er, monsters," he finished awkwardly.
Klaus couldn't help but chuckle at his senior's slip, but the words fired him up. "You're right, senior. I can kill these suckers." His grip tightened on his weapon, determination flooding back into his veins.
Klaus charged at the Zombie and Matin, his determination blazing brighter than ever. The odds were stacked against him, and the trap set by the heavens had snared him deep. But that didn't matter now. His will refused to waver. He knew that this was it—the moment that would define him.
This was his make-or-break moment. Either he would fall, crushed by the weight of his enemies, or he would walk out alive, his head held high. There was no in-between.
With a surge of energy, Klaus gripped his sword tighter and locked his eyes on his opponents.
Klaus gritted his teeth as he clashed with the Zombie, evading Matin's spear as best as he could. The Earth Domain had severely reduced his speed, yet he still held his ground. The heavy exhaustion weighed on him with every movement, the air feeling thick and oppressive. Most would have buckled under the strain, but this wasn't an issue at all thanks to his experience fighting those realms about him.
The Zombie lunged at him brutally, but Klaus held his ground, parrying the attack and dodging Matin's spear. Every movement was slower than it should have been, and every slash brought more pain as the strikes tore apart his clothes. Blood dripped from the new wounds gracing his pale skin, staining the already shredded fabric.
"Mom's going to need to give me a serious massage after this," Klaus muttered with a grim smile. His body ached, but the thought of returning home fueled him.
Still, the frustration was mounting. Matin's spear continuously ripped his clothes, cutting through his shirt and trousers like a blade through paper.
"Come on!" Klaus growled, glaring at Matin. "Is this spear some kind of clothing destroyer? Can't you strike where it's already torn? Seriously!"
Despite his mounting frustration, Klaus couldn't escape the relentless assault of the two heavenly weapons. A powerful strike landed on his left arm, shattering it before healing instantly, only to be broken again.
He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress a groan, when another attack slammed into his right arm. This time, Klaus was ready. He used the force of the blow to propel himself forward, his sword slicing toward Matin. The spear-wielder blocked the attack but was pushed back several meters
"Good one, partner," Klaus said with a pained grin, giving the Zombie a thumbs-up. Unfortunately, he used his broken left hand, causing him to wince in pain.
"Damn it!" he cursed
Klaus charged at the Zombie again, aiming for its leg. But the attack was in vain; the leg was severed, only for the wound to regenerate almost instantly.
"If it regenerates this fast, cutting its leg won't do any good," Klaus thought, eyes narrowing. He didn't want to waste time on attacks that wouldn't make a difference.
"This motherfucker has to be beheaded," Klaus growled, dashing at the Zombie once more. This time, he aimed for the neck, hoping for a clean cut. But Martin, ever the sneaky bastard, stabbed at him from behind. Klaus was forced to abandon his attack to block the spear, a costly mistake.
The Zombie seized the opportunity, landing a powerful blow to Klaus's back, sending him crashing to the ground face-first.
"Fuck, my back!" Klaus yelled, a chill running down his spine. His spine hadn't broken, but the pain was intense. He rolled on the floor, using the momentum to kick the ground and propel himself back up.
The Zombie swung its weapon again with crushing force, but Klaus was ready. He dodged the heavy strike, making the weapon slam into the ground instead. The impact sent shockwaves through the air, pushing Klaus backward with surprising speed.
He braced himself, anticipating the force, and used the momentum to propel himself into a fierce clash with Matin.
The clash of sword and spear created a deadly rhythm, a symphony of metal that echoed in the confined space. Klaus gritted his teeth, his frustration growing.
"This idiot is more skilled than the real bastard," he muttered, realizing that the heavens were controlling the Zombie and Matin. He knew better than to judge their abilities by their own standards.
"Die!" Klaus shouted, aiming for Matin's neck with a powerful slash. But Martin, ever the crafty opponent, blocked with his spear, pushing Klaus back a few steps.
"If you don't want to die, I'll beat death into you," Klaus said, determination in his voice.
He paused, his eyes narrowing as he questioned his own sanity. "Wait, what am I saying? Am I losing my mind, too?"
But the moment of doubt passed quickly. "No matter, I'll beat death into you again."
With renewed focus, he sidestepped a devastating blow from the Zombie and redirected his attention back to Matin. The clash resumed, Klaus channeling the momentum from his dodge into a relentless assault.
Klaus was using the shockwaves from the Zombie to boost his own speed. It was a dangerous tactic, but effective.
BOOM
Suddenly, the pillars around him shrank, closing in on Klaus. He felt an intense pressure on his shoulder as if a heavy weight was crushing him. Just then, a powerful kick landed on him, sending him flying through the air until he crashed into one of the pillars.
"Ahhh!" Klaus screamed in pain. When he hit the ground, the side of his body that struck the pillar was burned. His left arm was dripping with blood, and his left leg was slightly burned, with blood seeping out.
Unfortunately, he remained trapped within the domain. He knew he couldn't escape unless he defeated the Zombie. His vision was blurring, and his grip on his sword was slipping away by the second.
"Fuck, I won't fall here," Klaus gritted out, charging at the Zombie and Matin, pain radiating through his body.
BOOM
He was hurled through the air again. This time, he managed to land on the ground, but his wounds widened, causing him to groan in agony.
"If this keeps up, I'll die. I need to come up with something." He attempted to behead the Zombie and Matin repeatedly, but every time he got close, one of them blocked his attack while the other struck him down.
His body was battered, bruised, and aching, but Klaus's resolve remained unbroken. He tried to think of a solution, but his mind was clouded with pain. His senior had warned him that his Lotus wouldn't be able to defeat them, and now he understood why.
"Fuck the heavens," Klaus roared, his voice echoing through the forest. "I won't go down without a fight. Today, we'll see whose life is tougher—the slum kid who lives with his mother or the useless heavens that only plot against a kid."
"Today, we'll find out if I'm destined to become a Paragon or die like a chicken." He distanced himself from the Zombie and Matin, then flicked his wrist. A red, burning orb appeared in his palm, growing rapidly. It soon reached the size of ten basketballs, glowing with intense heat.
"I hope this works." He charged toward the Zombie and Matin, and when he was within 300 meters of them, he hurled the glowing orb in their direction.
Struggling with his aching body, he dashed back, glancing over his shoulder. As the fireball neared within 50 meters of its targets, the Zombie leaped into the air, swinging its club.
"Not today," Klaus muttered coldly, sprinting further away.
"Explode!"
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC107: This feels soft and nice.
"Explode!" Klaus shouted.
For a brief moment, time seemed to freeze, an eerie silence enveloping the forest. Then, with a blinding flash, the orb detonated. The explosion originated from within the ball of fire, instantly flooding the forest with a crimson glow.
The Zombie, which had been moving toward the orb, was reduced to ashes—or rather, runes. The orb's fiery eruption consumed it entirely, leaving only scattered runes behind. Martin, who was only a few meters away, was also engulfed by the flames and died instantly, again.
Klaus, who had managed to reach the barrier before the explosion, felt his life force slipping away. Desperately, he summoned the Ice Lotus and channeled every last bit of energy he could muster into the second star, activating the Absolute Ice Domain.
As the fire spread, shockwaves seemed to cleave through the very earth, charging in all directions. Klaus was prepared for a tough fight but underestimated the tribulation's intensity. While the tribulation cloud was nearly dissipated, he had inadvertently created a new fire tribulation for himself.
He could run away, but that will be a mistake seeing he can't outrun the shockwave, so he has to brave it and hope he didn't reduce to ashes himself.
Crack
Suddenly, the lotus flower began to crack, its light dimming. The fire and shockwaves battered the ice domain, causing it to weaken by the passing seconds.
Crack
It cracked again. Klaus's heart shuddered. The flame was now more powerful than before. He had overestimated the zombie and Matin by making the fireball too strong. But that was a mistake since he now lacks enough Star Qi to power the ice lotus.
Boom! Shattered!
Suddenly, the flower exploded, and the fire charged straight at Klaus. His heart stopped, and his eyes widened as he saw his life flash before him.
'I'm about to die. How disappointing,' Klaus sighed, facing his imminent death. The flames slashed at him. Even from 300 meters away, his clothes were incinerated, leaving him completely naked as he stared death in the face. His skin started showing signs of melting.
'Damn, I'm dying butt naked,' Klaus thought, a smirk forming on his lips. Everything seemed to slow down as the fire surged toward him.
Suddenly, a searing pain erupted from one of the star tattoos on his back. His vision blurred, as the pain sank into his body.
'What's happening?' he wondered, but there was no answer since he had no idea what was happening himself. Suddenly, a large golden ring with three triangles appeared behind him. Tiny, atomic-like stars spun within the triangles, as golden energy surged from them.
The golden energy formed a protective dome around him just in time to shield him from the fire. Klaus bit down hard on his tongue as he watched the flames hit the dome and spread around it. He expected the sea of flame to hit his body but it parted around the golden dome.
Shortly after, the sea of flames passed making him sigh in relief.
"It's over," Klaus said, collapsing.
"Yes, it's over. You can rest now," a voice said from behind him. Klaus heard the voice but lost consciousness before he could see who it was. Just before he hit the burnt ground, a hand grasped him and lifted him away.
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Klaus felt like his head was splitting open. His vision was still blurry and distorted, and he could feel one side of his face resting on something soft. Feeling the softness, the headache suddenly disappeared, but the lingering unease remained.
Instinctively, Klaus turned his head to the other side, still nestled in the softness. His mind didn't dwell on it as he drifted back into sleep. After a while, he began to stir, slowly waking up.
"This feels soft... and nice," Klaus mumbled as he reached out with his hand, feeling the thing beneath him. As he started to wake up fully, his head lifted slightly, and then—he froze. His hand was still resting on what he'd been sleeping on.
'Oh no,' Klaus thought inwardly, but it was too late. He felt something pointy, something firm under his touch.
'Oh, no...' he repeated in his mind, instantly recognizing what he was holding. But before he could move away, a calm voice broke the silence.
"Enjoying what you're touching?"
When Klaus heard the voice, he froze, his body stiff with dread. He recognized it instantly—Ohema. For a moment, he was dumbstruck.
'But how is she here? What is she doing here?' Klaus wondered, cursing inwardly. His hand was still on Ohema's Boobs, and in his panic, he forgot to let go.
Slowly, he lifted his head and met her gaze. Ohema was looking back at him, a playful, mocking smile on her lips. "Don't worry," she said teasingly. "I won't bite. Feel free to examine for as long as you want."
Klaus felt his heart sink. He knew he'd lost. He had no comeback for this—nothing could salvage his pride now. This was too embarrassing. He had lost entirely, and Ohema knew it.
Klaus immediately let go and tried to dash away, but a firm hand grabbed him before he could escape. He stumbled and fell back, his face landing directly between two soft, warm "mountains" that greeted him with a mocking smile.
"You're still not fully healed," Ohema said in a teasing tone, holding him firmly. "Take it easy. Don't make any sudden moves. Relax, enjoy your recovery time. Your Sugar Mummy has your back."
Klaus felt his face flush with embarrassment. 'I'm done for', he thought as a hot sensation spread through him. His hand instinctively moved to his hip, and he felt a fabric. He sighed in relief but quickly realized something strange.
'Wait... the fire burned all my clothes, even my underwear. So, how am I wearing new underwear?' His mind raced with confusion. What is happening?
Ohema held him tightly against her chest, her grip surprisingly strong. Klaus didn't even bother trying to resist—his strength felt insignificant against her hold.
"Don't worry, you're not naked anymore," Ohema teased, "but you might want to have a chat with your dragon. He seems to be having some... ideas."
'Subtle, Ohema. Learn to be subtle', Klaus thought, his face flushing with embarrassment. Thankfully, she couldn't see it with his face still nestled between her two soft "mountains."
Desperately trying to shift away, Klaus twisted his body to hide his... predicament. But, somehow, he ended up lying back against her chest, his face turned upward. Worse yet, his now very obvious bulge was fully visible, printing hard in the tight underwear.
Ohema's face suddenly appeared in his view from overhead, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's perfectly normal, Mr. Pretty Boy," she said with a wink. "This just proves you're not all bark and no bite. And don't worry, I promise I didn't touch too much when I dressed you in those pants."
"Here, let me help you with that," Ohema said with a sly grin as she started to extend her hand toward his bulge.
"I-I can handle it myself!" Klaus finally spoke, quickly using his hand to adjust the situation, shifting his bulge so it rested between his legs, though still noticeable through his pants.
"You couldn't have given me something with a bit more room?" Klaus asked in a slightly raised, frustrated tone.
"Hey, those were the only pants I had that belonged to a guy. You should consider yourself lucky—it could've been much worse," Ohema said teasingly, her hand now casually caressing Klaus's chest.
"Hey, what are you doing? This is not helping!" Klaus protested as he felt his "dragon" stirring again.
"Oh, come on," Ohema replied with a mischievous smile. "You're a guy; I'm a lady. It's perfectly fine." She then playfully pinched his nipples, sending an unexpected jolt through Klaus's body.
"I should be the one doing this, not you! This is beyond embarrassing! How did I end up in this situation?" Klaus groaned, exasperated. "I'd rather face another tribulation than deal with this!"
"Feel free, Klaus," Ohema said with a smile, her eyes gleaming. "My body is yours. Do whatever you want. I won't bother resisting."
"Not falling for that—I already have a girlfriend," Klaus said firmly.
"Oh really?" Ohema teased, grinning. "Have you ever touched your girlfriend's boobs? And has she ever touched your, well, dragon? You and I are on a whole different level, Klaus. Hehe, that dragon of yours is quite impressive for someone your age."
"Ohema," Klaus sighed, "what happened to your elegance and poise? Why are you being so... naughty?"
"Well," Ohema chuckled, "I guess all your teasing these past weeks changed me more than I thought. But now that we're here... how about we take it to the next level?" she asked, brushing her hands over his chest again.
"You do realize this is harassment, right?" Klaus raised an eyebrow.
Ohema tilted her head playfully. "Do you feel harassed?" she asked, her smile never faltering.
"No... I mean, yeah... a little. What's wrong with me?" Klaus hesitated.
"You see," Ohema whispered, her palm still gently gliding across Klaus's chest, "you want this. So why hold yourself back? You might not get another chance. Make the best of it."
"I'm not falling for that," Klaus said, his voice steady, though his body betrayed him.
"I don't believe you for a second," Ohema responded with a sly grin as her hand ventured lower, just below his belly. Klaus's "dragon" jerked involuntarily.
"Damn it," Klaus cursed softly, turning to stare at Ohema, his resolve weakening.
"Go on, say it," Ohema teased, her smile widening. But before she could savor her victory, Klaus moved swiftly, and their lips locked.
Ohema's eyes widened in surprise as Klaus's tongue slipped into her mouth. 'What's happening?' she wondered, her mind racing to catch up. But her thoughts faded as the sensation of his lips deepened. She found herself lost in the kiss, though deep down she thought, I wanted you to say 'please,' surrendering to the moment instead.
Ohema was completely out of her league now. She never expected this—not the kiss, not even in her wildest thoughts. All she wanted was to tease Klaus, to get him to beg, to say "please" and surrender to her. But in a twist of events, they were kissing. And, much to her own shock, she didn't want it to stop.
When Klaus finally broke the kiss, he looked at her smugly. His confidence was palpable. "You're mine now, Ohema," he said softly but firmly. "Your body, everything—it's all mine."
Ohema swallowed hard, her heartbeat quickening. What just happened? She gulped again, feeling a sudden unfamiliar heat rising within her.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC108: Getting Some [Bonus]
Ohema stared at Klaus for a whole minute, utterly speechless. She had no idea what to say, her mind racing in every direction. Klaus, meanwhile, watched her smugly, clearly enjoying the power shift. After a moment, he casually lay back down, his head once again resting between her "mountains."
"If you come out of your trance, let me know," Klaus said with a chuckle, closing his eyes as if he hadn't a care in the world.
Ohema looked down at the white-haired boy resting on her chest and felt an overwhelming urge to shove him off—just to wipe that smug look off his face. But she held back, her emotions a mess. For some reason, her heart was racing faster than it ever had before.
'What is happening to me?'
'He's just an awakened brat...Not even a Saint yet'
'Wait, who am I kidding? There are plenty of Non-Saints out there doing far worse things.'
'But why do I feel this way? Do I... do I actually like him?'
Her thoughts spiraled, leaving her confused and vulnerable in a way she hadn't expected.
'This wasn't supposed to go this way.' Ohema's mind raced with confusion. 'I was the one who should be laughing, not him.'
'Did I lead him on?'
Thoughts swirled through her mind so quickly that she didn't even notice when Klaus fell asleep. As he turned and rested his face between her "mountains," it was clear now that it was intentional. Inside, Klaus was laughing like a maniac.
'Serves her right,' he thought with a smug grin. 'But this works out well. I won't have to do much now. If I play my cards well, I might get some'
As Klaus lay there, seemingly content, Ohema's heart raced, conflicted between frustration and something she couldn't quite place.
'I've fallen for this brat. How strange,' Ohema concluded, though she wasn't ready to accept it just yet. Just as she was grappling with her feelings, Klaus shifted, resting the side of his face against her "mountains." As he adjusted, his body inadvertently pressed against her thigh, his bulge now resting there.
Ohema's body stiffened immediately. "Oh, come on, it's not like you haven't seen or touched it before," Klaus said, feeling her reaction.
"That was different. I was just dressing you," Ohema retorted.
"Don't worry. This body is all yours now. No need to be shy," Klaus said with a mischievous grin.
"Put on some clothes," Ohema demanded.
"Nope. I'm perfectly okay this way," Klaus replied, smirking as he settled back comfortably.
"You—" Ohema began, struggling to find her words.
"What is it? Do you want me to stop?" Klaus asked, his tone playful yet sincere.
"No... I mean, yes," Ohema stammered, but Klaus simply smirked and settled back into his position.
"You know, Ohema, I'm really happy right now. I thought I was going to die today. So thank you. And after today, if you don't want to see me again, I won't be mad. But... can I stay like this for a while?" Klaus asked, his voice softening.
Ohema felt a pang in her heart as she listened. She had seen Klaus's tribulation from start to finish and knew just how close he had come to the end. Hearing him express such vulnerability made her own heartache. Tears began to fall down her cheeks without her realizing it.
She remembered the moment when the fire raged around Klaus. She didn't know what he had been thinking, but she had seen the smile on his face despite everything.
"Klaus," Ohema started again, but her voice faltered.
"It's alright," Klaus said gently, wiping her tears away. "I'm glad you're here with me now." He then reached for his phone to call his mother.
"I've already called her. I told her I'm with you and that you'll come back tomorrow," Ohema interjected, stopping him from dialing.
"Uh, how did you get her number?" Klaus asked, looking at her curiously.
"I called your assistant and got it from her," Ohema replied with a smile.
"You see, I made the right choice. Thoughtful and cute—you'll make a great wife," Klaus said, leaning in to kiss her again. Ohema blinked, taken aback and unsure of how to respond.
"So, wife, do you want us to continue what we started, or should we put a pin in it for now?" Klaus asked with a mischievous smile.
"Who's your wife? Keep dreaming," Ohema retorted, though a smile tugged at her lips.
Klaus chuckled at Ohema's playful denial but noticed the soft smile she couldn't quite hide. He settled back comfortably, making himself at ease between her and the soft surface beneath him.
"Alright, alright," Klaus said, still grinning. "I'll give you a break for now. But don't think I'm letting you off the hook that easily."
Ohema rolled her eyes, though her smile remained. "You're impossible, you know that?"
"And you're incredibly patient," Klaus replied, his tone softening. "I guess we balance each other out."
There was a brief moment of comfortable silence between them. Ohema glanced at Klaus, her thoughts still swirling with the earlier chaos and the unexpected tenderness of their shared moment. She found herself wrestling with the conflict between her feelings and the playful banter they had been sharing.
"So, what's the plan now?" Ohema asked, breaking the silence. "Do we just stay like this, or is there something else you want to do?"
"As soon as that calms down, I'll dress up, and we can leave this forest," Klaus said, gesturing to his dragon. Ohema's gaze followed his hand, but she immediately blushed when she saw the hardened dragon.
"What, want to help me out?" Klaus teased with a mischievous grin.
"In your dreams," Ohema shot back without hesitation.
"Don't be like that, wife; your husband needs you," Klaus said, putting on his most endearing puppy face. Now that he had reached the Master stage, his presence was even more captivating. His golden eyes seemed to shine with an almost irresistible allure.
Ohema found herself lost in those eyes, her resolve crumbling under their intense gaze. Look away, look away, she repeated to herself, but somehow, she couldn't pull her eyes from him.
Klaus noticed her struggle and let out a soft, knowing chuckle. "Looks like you're having a hard time resisting," he said gently.
Ohema tried to regain her composure, clearing her throat. "Stop teasing me. You know this isn't fair."
"Fair?" Klaus questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Life's not always fair, but I like to think we can have a little fun with it."
Ohema sighed, her blush deepening. "Alright, alright. But just so you know, this doesn't mean you've won me over entirely."
"Winning you over is a work in progress," Klaus smirked. "But for now, I'm happy with this little victory."
Klaus beamed with a victorious grin, clearly pleased by the turn of events. Ohema, having made her promise, had no choice but to follow through. She reached toward his shorts, her face a mild embarrassment.
Klaus, feeling the shift in the atmosphere, took a deep breath, preparing himself for the moment. His golden eyes sparkled with a blend of anticipation and playfulness.
As Ohema's hand made contact, Klaus felt a rush of adrenaline. This was a step into a different world, a big boys' game he had never quite imagined himself in before.
Ohema's fingers were surprisingly gentle, and despite her initial reluctance, she handled the situation with a surprising amount of care and professionalism.
Klaus couldn't help but chuckle softly, breaking the tension. "Well, this is definitely a new experience."
Ohema shot him a look, her cheeks flushed. "Don't get too comfortable. This doesn't mean you've won me over completely."
"Winning you over might take some time," Klaus said, still smiling. "But for now, I'm enjoying the ride."
And just like that, Klaus took the first step toward the big boys' game.
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"So, what's next?" Ohema asked, glancing away from Klaus.
Klaus, now dressed in black trousers and an oversized brown t-shirt, smirked as he watched her antics. "We're heading home to see the mother-in-law," he said, taking her hand. They began to walk away from the cave where they had been.
After the tribulation, Ohema took Klaus to a cave to rest. Surprisingly, even in his sleep, Klaus had clung to her, which explained the awkwardness when he woke up.
As they made their way to the outer section, the shuttle was just about to depart. They boarded it, and soon enough, they were back at the border. Kofi was waiting for Klaus with the car.
Klaus had called him during their journey back to the border. When Kofi saw Ohema, he was taken aback. He seemed to recognize her but couldn't quite place her. The guards had the same reaction.
They got into the car and started driving. To Klaus's surprise, Ohema didn't protest about meeting his mother. Given their growing relationship, it felt natural to take this step. They've already taken a big step in their relationship, so it only felt natural.
Shortly after, they arrived at Klaus's home.
"Mom, I'm home!" Klaus called out as usual.
His mother appeared from the kitchen, her face brightening when she saw him. "Klaus, you're back!" She then noticed Ohema standing beside him. "You must be Ohema. I've heard so much about you. I must say, you're even more beautiful in person."
Ohema smiled shyly. "Nice to meet you, Mother-in—" She caught herself, glancing at Klaus. He was grinning, which made her cheeks flush even more. When she looked back at Klaus's mother, her blush deepened.
"Nice to meet you too," Klaus's mother said warmly. Ohema, now blushing like a tomato, moved to hide behind Klaus. Klaus's smile widened at the sight, and his mother gave him an approving thumbs up.
Clearly, his mother was impressed by how Klaus had managed to charm Ohema. "Klaus, make her feel at home. I'll have dinner ready soon," she said with a smile.
Klaus nodded and led Ohema away to his room. His mother watched them go, a thoughtful smile on her face.
'This kid's got more game than I expected,' she mused to herself before heading back to the kitchen.
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