Show menu NOVEL BIN5Novel The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse Chapter 427 You Can Call Me, The RenegadeTHE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC427 You Can Call Me, The Renegade
Earth was calm.
People went about their daily lives. Sellers peddled their goods while buyers browsed and haggled. Warriors hunted in the wilds, and others trained diligently at home.
The atmosphere was peaceful until a post surfaced on the dark web. It quickly spread to the surface web, shattering the serenity.
The post contained images—hundreds of people, lifeless and scattered. On the dark web, such gruesome displays were not unusual; cruelty and depravity thrived there.
But this time, it was different. The accompanying text struck a nerve, sending chills down the spines of many who read it.
It reads:
"There can never be peace. Many crave it, but are they prepared to face the storm when chaos inevitably strikes? No. Humans cling to the illusion of peace, even when violence brews all around them.
"That's just how people are. But while true peace may never exist, it can be forced into being—earned through blood and fire. And I am willing to be the one to pay that price.
"I will wade through rivers of blood, my hands drenched in it if it means I can bring peace. Call me a maniac, call me deranged, but I won't flinch. Not from the screams. Not from the carnage.
"I've already begun. The blood has started to flow, and I won't stop until the world is quiet. If I must kill every last soul standing in the way of peace, so be it. I will not hesitate.
"The Dark Order has been an obstacle to this peace for years, spreading chaos like a disease. I stayed silent, but no longer. Now, with the Northern Union's assassins lying dead at my feet, my path is clear. I will erase the Dark Order—every single one of them.
"And when they are gone, I will hunt down those who fund their madness, those who profit from the chaos. I'll cut them down, one by one, until no one is left to stand against peace.
"This is the road I've chosen. The path of blood, the path to true peace. And I will walk it to the end, no matter what lies ahead.
"You can call me... The Renegade."
Everyone broke into a cold sweat when this post appeared online. The name "Renegade" instantly dominated search histories, conversations, and even people's deepest fears.
No one knew who they were—man or woman—but the chilling fact remained: they had annihilated every last assassin in the Dark Order's Northern Union faction. The revelation sent shivers through everyone.
Discussions erupted across media platforms and the internet. But that wasn't the most shocking part. Moments after the post appeared on the dark web, two events plunged the online world into chaos.
Klaus made a single post that lit the fuse:
"Looks like somebody is doing my job for me... How exciting."
His words amplified the unease gripping the public. Yet, the real shock came when the Renegade followed up with another post on the dark web:
"Up next, the Southern Union... Prepare your necks."
The post ended with a laughing emoji—a sinister touch that sent chills down everyone's spine. Only a cold-blooded killer would punctuate such a deadly promise with humor.
Klaus had chosen his words carefully. He wanted them to feel the weight of impending doom, to live in fear of the hunter who was coming for their heads.
Even once things calmed down, those connected to the order wouldn't know peace. They would be trapped in a state of constant vigilance, never sure when the reckoning would come.
Several meetings were quickly organized in response to the chaos. Some called on the Overlords to intervene and stop the killer, while others pushed for peace and unity. Stay tuned to empire
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Klaus put down his phone, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Tsk. To think this lady would be shameless enough to sell something I gave her for free," he muttered.
Beside him, Ohema chuckled softly, resting her hand on his chest. "Well, she has to make a living somehow. And honestly, putting a price on something everyone will want? Smart move," she said with a small smile.
Miriam, seated on his other side, chimed in with a nod. The two women had decided to keep him company before he left for the academy in a few days.
"I suppose it was the right choice. She'll make a fortune from this," Klaus admitted with a grin. His plan was working perfectly.
By creating this new persona, Klaus had successfully stirred up the Dark Order, getting under their skin and leaving them scrambling. It was only the beginning.
The Dark Order had already begun assembling to address the crisis, but they weren't the only ones. Families and individuals tied to the organization also started gathering, desperate to form a plan.
A rogue killer was on the loose, relentless in pursuit of his goal. Worse yet, no one knew his identity or when he would strike next. The uncertainty was overwhelming, leaving them all on edge.
"So, what are you going to do in the next five days before you leave?" Miriam asked.
"Spend as much time with you two as I can," Klaus replied, his tone warm.
"What about Sister Nadia?" Ohema asked. Though Nadia hadn't made any moves toward Klaus—nor he toward her—the ladies had spent plenty of time scheming.
Ohema, in particular, had grown fond of Nadia. After Klaus's near-death experience, Ohema stepped in and saved her company when investors turned their backs on her.
Through that, she'd become something of a fangirl, admiring Nadia's dedication and creativity.
"I'll see her tomorrow," Klaus said thoughtfully. "She just completed a project I gave her months ago, and I want to collect it personally. While I'm there, I'll judge for myself if she's worthy to be one of your sisters."
"You should," Miriam said with a smile. "Sister Nadia is a wonderful person and a great friend."
"I'll keep an open mind then," Klaus replied, his eyes glinting mischievously. "But for now, I have you both to myself."
The next few hours were spent in each other's company, a moment of intimacy and peace before the storm.
The following day, Klaus made his way to visit Nadia—a woman who unknowingly held a piece of his destiny. But neither of them realized it just yet.
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Show menu NOVEL BIN5Novel The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse Chapter 428 A storm is coming... End of Volume ITHE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC428 A storm is coming... End of VI
Somewhere, many light years away from Earth, inside a sleek spaceship speeding through quantum bubbles, a fox lady with nine tails sat in a meditation posture.
Her eyes are closed, and her fluffy tails emit faint black and white glows.
Beside her was another lady who looked human at first glance, but it was clear she wasn't. A golden horn on her forehead marked her as belonging to the dragon race. She had a voluptuous body that could make any man drool.
Her golden hair seemed to have a life of its own, as they fell down her back. She was, without a doubt, gorgeous.
Suddenly, the fox lady's eyes snapped open, radiating a profound energy.
"Well, how was it? Were you able to find Master's position using the second Star Light?" the dragon lady asked.
"I did. But I couldn't see his world. However, he is somewhere in the human universe, in a distant galaxy of some kind," the fox lady replied.
"Were you able to find anything about this galaxy?" The dragon lady looked impatient.
"No. However, from the feeling I got, it seems to be a rather peaceful galaxy," the fox lady answered.
"How useless... I was hoping you'd find something more tangible, Yuying," the dragon lady sighed.
"Shut up, Thyra. We'll know more once we enter the human universe. That being said, are you sure Unity is in the human universe?" Yuying asked, addressing the dragon lady as Thyra.
"I am. Although I don't know why she awakened a human this time around, I know she will be somewhere there. Hopefully, she hasn't become a maniac by the time we get to her," Thyra said.
"I hope so too. We'll need her to get through to this distant galaxy," Yuying sighed.
"Don't worry. Master is no weakling... He'll be fine. I'm sure of it," Thyra said, looking at the worried Yuying.
"I know, but what if the world Master is in hasn't awakened yet? You already know his situation with the heavens. If they couldn't kill him with the tribulations, they'd surely use the world awakening to kill him—even if it meant killing a few billion along with him.
You know what happened in his seventh incarnation. We have to get there before this awakening, or we might just be too late," Yuying said.
"All the more reason we should have gone for Nyxaria before going to Master," Thyra sighed. Though she was worried, she seemed to be handling it much better than Yuying, who was known among the Paragon Guards as the emotional one.
"No... That demon has a job to do, and it wouldn't do us any good dragging her away from her responsibilities. That being said, at this rate, we'll be in the human universe within the next two years. Hopefully, we can reach Master early," Yuying said.
"No matter what the heavens pull off, I know Master will survive. He is the strongest there is for a reason," Thyra said, clenching her fist.
They were the Paragon Guards—beings created by Klaus's first incarnation to cheat fate and outsmart the heavens. Their purpose was to pave the way for their master to walk on whenever he reincarnated.
Every time he reincarnated, one of them would awaken many years beforehand to set a good path for him, just like Yuying did with Fruity. At each incarnation, one awakened with their memories intact.
However, for some reason, this time, all of them awakened simultaneously with their memories intact. It had never happened before, yet it was happening now.
"Were you able to obtain what I asked for?" Yuying asked.
"Yes, madam, I managed to procure it. And hey, I even managed to get information on the Seven Divine Primordial Beasts, as well as the location of one of the Nine Ancient Forbidden Relics."
"Which one?" Yuying asked.
"The Genesis Flame Diagram," Thyra answered with a smile.
"Where is it?"
"It's with the Dark Flame Chaos Dragons," Thyra said with a small smile.
Yuying smiled as well. "Oh, Master is going to love this. Do you know he and the Dark Flame Chaos Dragons go way back?"
"I know, you told us, remember? That being said, we will have a lot of adventures on our hands once we locate Master. We can only hope the heavens don't do anything out of line for now."
"I also hope so," Yuying said, her expression calm. "Contact Nyxaria and tell her to start looking for the others. All the Paragon Guards must be found by the time we return."
"Okay," Thyra said before walking away.
Yuying sighed. "Master, I hope you are well and prepared for what is to come. I know you are strong, but with two Star Lights found, the storm coming will multiply."
With another sigh, she returned to a meditative state, using her powers to gaze deeper into the universe. The spaceship continued to speed, traveling thousands of miles every second.
They were headed to the Milky Way Galaxy, to a small blue planet where their Master, the Ninth and final Paragon, was preparing to take another leap in his rise to the peak.
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[Author's Note: This marks the conclusion of the first long volume. What a journey it has been! After 428 chapters, we've finally wrapped up Volume 1. I never imagined it would stretch out this much, but stories evolve, and so do their plots.
Now that Volume 1 is complete, what lies ahead in the second volume? First, let's reveal its title: "The New Overlord in the Academy."
From the name alone, you can guess that things are about to get intense at the academy. But will the academy be enough to contain him? The answer is no. The stakes will rise, especially as Klaus begins to uncover glimpses of the dangers surrounding him.
We'll delve into the perils looming over Earth and the ominous threats hanging above the Moon. Earth, as we both know, will soon become a small stage for someone like Klaus. But before he outgrows it, we're in for some insane battles and dramatic plot arcs. In short, things are about to get explosive.
Expect new friends, new enemies, and new threats.
Moreover, Klaus will finally recover all his memories as Fruity and awaken his first overpowered bloodline, triggering world-shaking events. Alongside this, we'll also gain insights into another life, which will play a pivotal role in preparing Klaus for the challenges of Volume 3.
This volume will likely span 150 to 200 chapters, as I don't want to linger too long on minor arcs before we ascend to the starry skies. Those future moments will center on unimaginable dangers and how Klaus faces them.
That aside, paying close attention to Klaus's flashbacks is highly recommended. They'll hold important lessons and reveal reasons behind some of the dangers he'll face and the insane things he'll eventually do. These flashbacks will be central to understanding his journey.
We'll also start uncovering more about the true nature of the Weapons Overlord Class and its connection to his overpowered future.
That's all for now! If I continue, I might accidentally drop spoilers that could ruin the excitement for some of you. However, here's a small teaser: "Klaus is in very dangerous danger."
Get ready for a wild ride.]
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As soon as the controversial news broke, detailing the deeds of the assassins the Renegade had killed and their hidden presence in society, panic and fear swept through the entire globe.
The list of names contained people many had interacted with daily for years—friends, lovers, and family members. Countless people were left devastated after learning about their secret lives.
Klaus hadn't just stolen Aya Middlestone's memories; he had also taken highly classified data about all the assassins under her control and throughout the Northern Region.
Aya was a major player, and the information she held was extensive. Now, everyone had access to it.
"I can't believe I went on a date with a killer. Good Lord, I even ghosted her on the second date… Damn, I came this close to dying."
"He was my barber! To think I sat in his chair and let an assassin use clippers on my hair… One bad impulse, and he could've slit my throat. Damn, I got lucky."
"He was my personal trainer… Trainer Nathan, an assassin? Unbelievable."
"That's it. I'm done dating. You never know when your next date might be the angel of death. Screw you, Nancy—or whatever your name was…"
Across the internet, reactions poured in from people who had unknowingly interacted with the assassins. The posts quickly went viral, each more shocking than the last.
One man even called off his upcoming wedding after discovering his fiancée was best friends with one of the assassins.
The chaos was palpable. For many, it was a grim reality check. Suddenly, the desire to weed out these hidden threats and reclaim their fragile, apocalyptic peace became stronger than ever.
But while civilians were consumed by panic, the powerhouses of the world were on edge, holding emergency meetings to respond to the unfolding chaos.
In one shadowy corner of the world, the Dark Order convened for the first time in 20 years. They couldn't ignore the devastating blow dealt to their organization.
This time, every leader gathered to determine the way forward—even the elusive true leader of the Dark Order made an appearance.
For the first time, the full might of the Dark Order stood united in a single room—a sight both awe-inspiring and terrifying.
Among them were 32 Sovereigns, their power ranging from early to peak stages. But the undeniable centerpiece of the gathering was the Peak Transcendent, the leader of the Dark Order.
Their presence alone radiated a pressure that would make even seasoned warriors tremble.
Each member wore dark masks that covered their faces from the nose up, concealing their identities while adding to the ominous atmosphere in the room.
"I think we all know why we are here... So speak up. What are your thoughts on this strange, hidden fellow?" the Leader said.
In the Dark Order, he was referred to as the Reaper. Across all of Earth, he was perhaps the most skilled killer. Well, he hadn't met Klaus yet—the Lord of Slaughter.
Nonetheless, the Reaper was terrifying and deadly.
"Leader, I know this isn't the time to point fingers, but everything started when we decided to make our presence known by trying to assassinate that brat in broad daylight," one of the Sovereigns said.
"Dark Lord Nine, what are you hinting at?" another masked assassin asked, narrowing his eyes behind the mask.
"I'm not hinting at anything, Dark Lord Seven. I'm stating facts," Dark Lord Nine replied. "This is all due to our negligence. Just because the Overlords never intervened to subdue us, we became complacent. We acted cocky... and look where that's landed us.
"Dark Lords Four, Six, Seventeen, and Twenty are now dead, along with hundreds of our finest. I say we brought this upon ourselves."
"Dark Lord Nine is right," Dark Lord Ten agreed. "We allowed arrogance to blind us, and in doing so, we fell into the hands of an even more arrogant killer. Now, he's using us to build his fame."
In the Dark Order, aside from the Leader, who was called the Reaper for his unmatched killing talent, the Sovereigns were known as the Dark Lords, while the great sages were referred to as the Dark Elders.
There used to be 36 of them. But with Aya Middlestone, Hong, Red Lady, and Lex now dead, only 32 remained. And now, they were all beginning to blame their rash decision to use the rising star as a stepping stone for their reputation.
It had backfired spectacularly.
"We can't change the past now, Dark Lord Nine. The key figures who proposed that idea are dead. We must focus on ensuring the Renegade doesn't achieve whatever goal he's after," Dark Lord Fourteen said.
"That's true, but there's a question none of you are asking," Dark Lord Two interjected. "Do any of us even know this Renegade? Another question: do we know his or her cultivation base? And lastly, what about their connections?
"Somehow, this person managed to uncover the identities of four of our finest. Because of that, hundreds of our assassins are now dead. That is deeply troubling to me."
Her words left the room in silence.
Indeed, they all shared the blame, but most of it fell on the late Aya.
In her ambition to rise through the ranks and claim the position of Number One, she proposed the reckless idea of using Klaus to demonstrate their dominance to the world.
It was a foolish and shameless plan that backfired spectacularly in ways no one could have anticipated.
Klaus not only survived but returned more arrogant than ever. He openly threatened them, dragging their name through the mud without hesitation.
But that wasn't the end of their troubles. Just as they began attempting to rebuild their shattered reputation, a new threat emerged: someone who started targeting them.
At first, they all believed it was Klaus Hanson. After all, he was their only known adversary. They had tried to kill him, failed, and now he had declared open war against them.
Naturally, they wanted him dead. Yet, they had never truly considered him a serious threat.
To them, Klaus was nothing more than an overambitious nuisance, a small fry who had grown a bit too bold. They believed they could crush him at any time.
But then, this mysterious new figure emerged. Unlike Klaus, this person remained nameless and unknown, yet far deadlier. Without warning, they began killing more of their people, striking fear where arrogance once reigned.
At first, Aya tried to handle it on her own, using her investigative skills. Naturally, she suspected Klaus and was determined to kill him.
But then she died, and the threat of pursuing them became apparent.
Well, it's not completely apparent. The true identity remained hidden, but their moniker sent shockwaves through the group, sparking panic.
It had been decades since the Order was formed, and for the first time, they faced something they couldn't control.
Over the years, they had been ruthless, arrogant, and feared by many. They had killed thousands without a shred of remorse, believing themselves untouchable.
But now, for the first time in decades, they felt fear. And this fear came in the form of a Renegade—a relentless force who vowed to wipe them out to the last. In their eyes, he was a true killer.
Because of this, they were panicking, though they tried to suppress it. The truth was, they had no idea who this Renegade was.
However, the question posed by Dark Lord One made them feel uneasy, forcing them to rethink everything.
"While we don't know the Renegade's identity, we do know someone who started all of this. So, my question is this: what is the Renegade's connection to Klaus Hanson?"
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"Don't get me wrong, but we all know this whole mess started when we took the hit on Klaus Hanson's head," Dark Lord One said, his tone heavy with suspicion.
"It all began with him, so how sure are we that he's not connected to this Renegade fellow?"
His words sent a ripple through the room, forcing everyone to consider a troubling possibility. Indeed, everything started after they targeted Klaus.
Then Aya, in her ambition, decided to use the attention surrounding Klaus to bolster her name and the reputation of the Dark Order.
But her plans had backfired spectacularly. That was when the Renegade emerged. At first, they had no idea who was behind the killings.
Now, however, the Renegade had made their presence known. What had been a shadowy threat was now an undeniable enemy.
A hidden enemy, but one they could no longer ignore.
"This is turning into quite a headache," Dark Lord Seven muttered, shaking his head. "Even if we try to connect Klaus Hanson to the Renegade, we can't say for certain how they're linked.
"Are they the same person? If not, is there an intimate connection between them? And perhaps most importantly—why now?"
His gaze swept over the others and then continued...
"While the idea of Klaus Hanson, a mere Grandmaster, being the same person who managed to kill four of us and even hundreds of our finest assassins seems ridiculous, we can't dismiss it.
Even so, how are they linked—Klaus and the renegade? That's the mystery. But the most important question is this: who placed the hit on him?
I know we maintain the anonymity of our clients for their safety, but before linking Klaus to this renegade or even identifying who the renegade is, we first need to know who ordered the hit.
We need that information if we want to uncover the motive. And, well, we need to understand what we can do to use that motive to our advantage. After all, everyone has a reason for their actions."
They all nodded.
While linking everything to Klaus Hanson might seem logical, they knew they couldn't do much with that angle.
But someone had placed a high-priority kill order on Klaus, and the instructions left by that person made it clear—they wanted Klaus dead as soon as possible.
At the time, they hadn't paid much attention to it. But now, pieces were starting to fall into place.
First, why would anyone place a kill order on a mere newbie who was just starting to rise?
Second, even if they wanted him dead, why offer such a high price and make it a high-priority target?
Third, why hadn't the client come back to demand a refund after the kill failed? It was standard policy, yet this person never returned.
Instead, when Klaus disrespected them, they chose to make it personal—and that decision had landed them in this mess.
"This is indeed a headache, but let's not point fingers or make rash decisions," the leader began.
"That being said, we need to move quietly now and hold back our retaliation for the time being. However, we have to take care of some variables first.
The client needs to go, and so does Klaus Hanson. I will leave this to you 32, but bear in mind that Klaus Hanson will be heading to the academy in five days.
You all know what to do. After all, we are everywhere."
"We see everything."
The leader stood up and left. The Dark Lords, however, remained seated.
"This is a high-priority task, so I will take pointers," Dark Lord One said, taking charge now that their leader was gone.
"You all should be ready to activate your assets. We have to handle Klaus cautiously since, as the leader said, we can't make rash decisions."
"Let's all think of the best way to go at it," Dark Lord One added.
"I think we don't have to do anything just yet," Dark Lord Two interjected. "Don't get me wrong, we all want Klaus dead, but we can't easily infiltrate the academy. That would be a huge risk even if we could use our assets.
So we have to wait and bide our time. Knowing how serious the academy is about their training, it won't be long before Klaus Hanson appears in the Badlands.
He will also start going on missions. This means that, in most cases, he'll be alone, or the strongest person with him will be a mere Great Sage since the Badlands he'll be sent to all have restrictions.
We can utilize that moment to kill him. I say it's the most ideal time to strike back.
Who knows? Killing him might even stop the renegade."
They all nodded in agreement.
"Then we'll use the Badlands to eliminate him," Dark Lord One said. "But we also need to activate our assets in the academy. If an opportunity arises, they should make a move.
After all, they cannot be tracked back to us. And since the Legacy Families and the Clans are also now making their own moves, perhaps we might even find a chance to take him out.
Though he's heading to a place beyond our immediate reach, we now have even more avenues to kill him. I say we bide our time and strike when the opportunity presents itself."
Dark Lord Three added his voice. "Agreed. The Badlands will provide the perfect stage for this. Timing is critical."
"Then how should we handle the client?" Dark Lord One asked, his tone shifting to a colder edge.
"For now, we only know they're linked to one of the Great Clans, but we don't know which one, since the order was received by Dark Lord Four.
However, we can check the database and retrieve their details from there. After all, while we operate under the anonymity policy, we still have to protect ourselves."
Dark Lord Two leaned back in his seat. "If they're connected to a Great Clan, we tread carefully. The last thing we need is a direct confrontation with powers beyond our preparation. Still, we handle them swiftly and quietly if they become a liability."
Dark Lord One nodded. "We proceed with caution. No mistakes this time."
"Then it's settled. For now, we hold things as they are, and when the time comes, we can make our move and ensure things are done right this time."
With that, the meeting ended. They had made up their minds and would soon make their move. But while they were meeting in secret, other powerhouses were also plotting.
The Three Clans met with the Legacy Family and discussed their plans for handling Klaus. For now, they too were holding back. But soon, they would make their move as well.
Meanwhile, the Overlords were also meeting. When Queenie returned a few days ago, she immediately entered seclusion.
Klaus had yet to provide her with the cultivation technique for the Asura race, but he had told her to put her affairs in order before they met again.
After her seclusion, she called for an immediate meeting with the seven other Overlords. Their discussion centered around the alliance with the Moon Race.
Right now, the Overlords are the strongest authority on Earth. Since each Overlord represented a Union or Continent, only they had the power to decide what would happen next.
Of course, the Overlords would consult their people, but their decision would be final once they made up their minds, regardless of any outside concerns.
But that was their world.
Klaus, whose every move seemed to shape the unfolding events, had just arrived at the Nucci Fashion Trend X headquarters.
It was time for him to meet the future Overpowered Puppeteer, the one who held a key component of his destiny.
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"Long time no see, Dede," Klaus said, smiling at Nadia's overly cheerful assistant. Since he came alone this time, Hanna had called Dede to inform her of his arrival, so she was at the parking lot when he got there.
"Nice to see you again, Klaus," Dede replied with a cheerful smile, just as she always had.
"How has business been recently?" Klaus asked.
"We're extremely busy these days. Thanks to you, sales of any item we put out are an instant attraction. Our daily sales were several times higher than our total sales for a whole year before Nucci signed you. You're our money maker," Dede said with a cute smile.
Klaus just laughed. It had been a while since he visited them. Of course, this was because now, 100% of the company belonged to Nadia and Lucy.
This meant Nadia now had no investors to worry about and no deadlines to meet. So, she had the time to focus on her designs since she is now the boss of everything.
Another reason was Klaus's recent hectic schedule. He wasn't always present for most of the photoshoots. But it wasn't like she needed him at the moment anyway. The armor designs and some casual wear were moving forward just fine.
But aside from these two reasons, Nadia was dodging Klaus. She was just like Nia and Asha, who, although they had a thing for Klaus, never truly came forward or made it known.
Of course, Klaus knew that, but then again, they weren't around like Anna and the others. Nadia was also the same. She used her job as an excuse to dodge him.
But that was until three things became clear to Klaus.
The first was the fact that Nadia had expressed her feelings for him while he was passed out from the near-death assassination attempt.
Back then, almost all the ladies in his life had made their feelings known without him even being aware of them. He was unconscious after all.
Not that he cared, but still, it was shocking.
The second was what the senior had told him about the true potential of the people in his life, and in this context, Nadia.
According to the senior, she possessed a very powerful puppeteer class. That alone was enough for Klaus to know things weren't that simple.
That brings us to the third reason—his past memories. From the moment Klaus woke up after the 72 days he passed out, which was also the first time he began to remember things from his past, he started to notice things.
No, it was more like feeling things. One of these things pushed him to accept Hanna as his sister. In fact, it could be said that he had always felt that way after what Number Three showed him about his first meeting with Hanna.
He could tell when someone would be important in his life. He had felt it with Lucy, Queenie, Ohema, Anna, and all his friends.
But now that he had started growing stronger, he began to sense them even more. For one, he could even tell that one of his enemies seemed important to him.
Perhaps more dangerous to him, but he trusted himself enough to know he wouldn't sense anything bad as good.
That said, Klaus started to understand more of who he was, which might be why he could tell Nadia would be important to him. As to why or how he didn't know just yet.
But then again, she is one beautiful lady who knows how to wear her short hair like a champ. If his past had created nine ladies as his guards, who's to say ladies are bad for him?
The paragon was and would be for the ladies.
"How is your boss? Is she also doing well or as busy as ever?" Klaus asked as they began walking toward the lift.
"She's fine and busy as usual. She's even in a meeting with some businesses looking to supply her with raw materials. Nucci Fashion Trend X is a big brand now," Dede answered, looking pleased with herself.
Well, she sure is. After all, working for Nadia had made her several times wealthier than she could have hoped for.
"Oh... We're going right up," Klaus said, noticing the lift was headed for the top floor.
"Yes. This is a private elevator, and since we wouldn't want you to start taking thousands of selfies, it would be best if you went up there in private."
"True," Klaus nodded.
The last time he was there, it took him an hour to take selfies with all the workers, so today, Dede made sure to avoid that.
"Relax here. I'll let the boss know you're here." Klaus sat down and began to wait.
A short while later, Nadia appeared, rocking her usual look: violet shorts hair, tight jeans, and a long-sleeved blouse with the sleeves folded neatly at the wrists and the waist cinched for a sleek fit.
She rushed in like someone running a 100-meter dash.
"Klaus! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed the moment she entered.
"Why else? I'm here to see my favorite fashion designer and youngest business tycoon," Klaus said, a small smile playing on his lips.
Nadia blushed slightly.
"You could have called before coming... I—"
"You look great. Come on, have a seat with me," Klaus interrupted with a teasing smile as he gestured to the sofa beside him.
Dede, who had followed Nadia in, gave them both a knowing smile before quietly closing the door on her way out.
Nadia sat down, carefully maintaining a bit of space between them. Klaus noticed but simply smiled, keeping his relaxed position.
"So, what have you been up to recently?" Klaus asked.
"Well, now that Sister Ohema bought the shares from the other investors for me, I've been managing the entire company as I see fit. So I can honestly say things have been going smoothly," Nadia replied, her voice calm but proud.
"She told you it was her, huh?" Klaus smiled knowingly.
"Yes, but I'd always had my suspicions before she confirmed it."
"Oh... A little detective, huh? I guess you're more than you let others see," Klaus said, winking at her. Klaus chooses his words well leaving Nadia blushing without much resistance.
"By the way, congratulations on now having 100% control over your business. I bet your previous investors are crying their hearts out now."
"They are," Nadia replied, chuckling softly. "Some even offered to buy the shares back at inflated prices just to get on board again, but I refused.
"Sister Ohema said I could always come to her if I needed anything. After all, as the sole owner of the Royal Gold Reserve Bank, she told me she could fix any problem I might face in the future."
"She told you everything, huh?" Klaus asked, his smile widening.
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Her influence was unmatched, surpassing that of any Great Family, Legacy, or Clan. If she ever decided to halt her services to Earth, it would plunge the entire planet into chaos within minutes.
That is how powerful Ohema is in the human world. But despite this, Klaus found himself more curious about what the women in his life talked about during their free time.
"So, Nadia, aside from revealing that she's the richest woman on Earth, what else did she tell you?" Klaus asked, leaning slightly closer.
"I know she's not human, Klaus. She told me a few days ago..."
"Well, that makes things easier for me," Klaus said with a sly grin.
"Klaus..." she said cautiously, already sensing he was up to no good.
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"What...? Why are you blushing?" Klaus asked, leaning in dangerously close, his sexy gaze locking onto Nadia's.
Her cheeks flushed deeper as she quickly turned her face away, trying to regain her composure.
"I'm not blushing," she muttered, her voice barely audible, but the warmth spreading across her face betrayed her words.
Klaus chuckled softly. He then said in a teasing tone. "Then why can't you even look at me right now? I feel like you are avoiding me."
Nadia straightened up, willing herself to meet his gaze, but the intensity in his eyes made her heart race.
"You're imagining things," she replied, attempting to sound nonchalant, though her voice faltered slightly.
Klaus tilted his head, a playful smirk forming on his lips.
"If you say so, Miss Fashion Tycoon. But if you want to sound nonchalant, you probably shouldn't be fidgeting with your fingers like that."
Nadia, who had been clutching her clothes, quickly stopped and placed her hands on her thighs. However, that did little to help, as her fingers seemed to have a mind of their own. They began moving again, scratching at the fabric of her jeans.
"Interesting," Klaus remarked, his smirk widening.
"I know my charisma is strong, but to think someone who claims she would lock me in place and drain me of my energy be reduced to this state, then at this rate, all I'd have to do is smile at my enemies, and they'd be charmed beyond repair."
His laugh was light but undeniably teasing.
Nadia's cheeks burned, her blush deepening. "You… Have you looked at your face recently?"
"What's wrong with my face?" Klaus joked, feigning innocence. He knew exactly what she meant, but he couldn't resist playing dumb.
After forming six-star cores, he had become even much more gorgeous for a man.
"So they told you, huh?" Nadia sighed, turning her face away as she spoke.
"Told me what?" Klaus smiled his tone light and teasing.
"You already know what I mean," Nadia muttered, her voice laced with embarrassment.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Klaus chuckled, clearly enjoying her discomfort.
"You..." Nadia's words trailed off as she fidgeted nervously.
She didn't know where to hide her face anymore. It was mortifying to think about what she had said about Klaus. Klaus had to work for such a secret to be revealed.
Mariam, ever the singer, had spilled everything after a night filled with pleasure.
But despite already knowing, Klaus wasn't about to let the opportunity to tease her slip by. At least, he figured, he would learn a bit more about her before moving forward.
[Hey, brat, stop fooling around and get to the important aspect here,] the senior commanded.
[You bastard. How many women do you need?] The senior's voice carried a sharp edge, attempting to guilt him.
[Unbelievable...]
Her body immediately stiffened under his touch. Clearly, the fashion icon wasn't expecting that.
"Relax," Klaus said smoothly.
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"I know everything now, so no need to get all flustered about it. Honestly, I would've made my move on you sooner than you think. But there's something serious I need to discuss with you."
Hearing his tone shift, Nadia turned to face him. Though her cheeks were still flushed, there was a determination in her eyes now.
"Beautiful, intelligent, and damn," Klaus said with a grin, "I love how you're rocking that short hair. Never change it."
Nadia blushed even harder, but her gaze didn't waver.
"That aside," Klaus said, his tone turning more serious. "I want to ask you something, and if you don't feel like answering, then don't. But it would be best if you do."
"Okay," Nadia replied cautiously.
"Then here it goes. Do you, by any chance, have a class called Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer?" Klaus asked, his gaze fixed on her.
Nadia's body stiffened, a visible shudder running through her. "How… How did you know that?" she asked, her voice a mix of shock and suspicion.
"So this confirms you do have such a class. How awesome," Klaus said with a grin.
"What do you mean? And how did you know that? I've never told anyone about my class," Nadia pressed, her eyes narrowing.
"No need to be alarmed," Klaus assured her, raising a hand to calm her. "I know because, believe it or not, I have a way of seeing the classes and talents of others. Sorry if it feels like I intruded on your privacy."
Nadia's expression softened slightly, though the tension in her posture remained.
"And as for why I'm asking," Klaus continued, "I want to understand why someone with such an incredible class would choose not to be a warrior and instead remain a fashion designer."
Nadia didn't immediately respond. She just sat there, collecting her thoughts. Clearly, having such a secret uncovered was rather unconventional.
[Nice save, brat. Though this is unusual, it has to be done. This is for her own good—any more delays and her talent would be wasted.]
[It seems the more doors you unlock, the clearer this whole Paragon thing becomes to you. It's only natural—among all I've read about the Paragons, you're the only one with this level of Karma surrounding you. One could say you're a unique case.]
Nadia looked intensely into Klaus's eyes and blushed.
"This is rather embarrassing, but… how do I use my class?" Nadia asked softly.
"Wait, what? You're telling me the reason you're not a warrior is that you don't know how your class works?" Klaus asked his tone a mix of disbelief and curiosity.
"Well, it's not my fault the class didn't come with a manual," Nadia said, crossing her arms in frustration. "And nobody seems to have any idea what it does! In fact, a few so-called experts said my class was for entertainment and suggested I join a circus. So, no, I'm not a warrior. I'm a fashion designer because, unlike fighting, playing around with strings is something I found very easy to do."
She finished with an adorable pout, her cheeks slightly flushed.
[Unbelievable.]
"Unbelievable."
Both Klaus and the senior couldn't believe what they were hearing.
"So, you never even tried to learn about what a puppeteer does, or how you can apply it to your class?"
"You… why are you scolding me?" Nadia said, her eyes starting to well up with tears. "I'll tell Sister Ohema."
"Sorry about that," Klaus said, his tone softening. "It's just… For someone who awakened a divine-grade class, I'm having a hard time understanding why you're this clueless. It's almost like you are entirely useless." He chuckled.
"You—" Nadia swung her fist at him, but it was caught easily like a feather. Before she could react, Klaus pulled her into his arms, pressing her slightly large melons against his chest.
"Then again, I don't blame you... It's only natural to be clueless about something that's beyond imagination," Klaus murmured, his voice low.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC433 Four Terrifying Aspects
According to the senior, the Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer is one, if not the strongest, puppeteer class he has ever seen. According to him, there have only been records of two people wielding this class in all of history.
Well, according to him, the first person wielded a rather dangerous form of this class, but they are the same.
The class is something that, per what he said, anyone wielding it will be as terrifying as they can be. He didn't hold back on this one since, according to him, he wanted to nurture this class personally.
Of course, he wouldn't be talking with Nadia, but through Klaus, he wants to cultivate her class to the level even gods would fear her.
Klaus asked. Nadia was now melting on his chest and blushing like a pink tomato. Since Klaus wanted to know more about the class, and the senior only promised to tell him after he got through to Nadia.
With his hands brushing against her back, she couldn't do anything for the next few minutes. Klaus is that contagious.
[The Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer class is, perhaps, as I said before, the most powerful powerful Puppeteer class ever awakened. Many years ago, I came across a powerful demon named Mad Hunter.
It was a fictitious encounter, and from what I learned from him, he wielded this class. Before I tell you about this, I first have to tell you about the first time this class appeared.
It appeared billions of years ago, but from all I know from the few recordings of it, it was called Void-Weaver Puppeteer back then.
From what I know, it all revolves around four things: the soul, the life force, the mind, and the summon. Of course, that is all I know since little is known about the Void-Weaver.
However, I know more about the Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer and intend to ensure this human lady gets the best. I have many reasons for doing this, but the main one is the heavens will target someone with this class since it is half a forbidden class.]
Klaus wasn't surprised at all.
First, his fascination with the Asura race was unusual until he learned Queenie was one. And now, he was hearing Nadia may, in a way, be targeted. He was surprised by that.
[Yes. The class is forbidden, or half of it is forbidden, because the Obsidian strings are made of a star. At first, I didn't know why, but now I know it is made from a paragon star.]
[The reason it's terrifying is because of its four aspects: Obsidian Puppets, Possession, Unyielding Control, and Siphoning.
A puppet master connects their strings to animate and inanimate objects and uses them to control them. But as far as puppeteer classes go, that's about it. However, it's different for the Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer.
The reason is because of the four aspects.
The Obsidian Puppet aspect is the ability the puppet master uses to create their own puppets from anything they desire. This doesn't mean they can only take control over people or objects. No, this aspect grants them a unique talent called Ultimate Creation.]
[Yes. This allows them to create a puppet from anything they want and bestow upon it their unique skill set. Now, before you ask, these skills can be obtained in many ways. The Mad Hunter steals from people he has killed and gifts it to his puppets.
However, from what I know, it goes beyond that. The Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer class also has a hidden nature: the ability to summon puppet demons.
So, because of this unique summoning nature, the second aspect, Possession, can be applied.]
[Exactly. But that is just the intangible aspect of the summoning nature of the class.]
[The summoning comes in two forms. The first is the intangible, where the summon comes in the form of a spirit. In their intangible form, she can make it possess her created puppet. However, the other side is the tangible summon.
This aspect is similar to a summoning class. However, the demons summoned are... well... I can't say unless you want a heavenly punishment right now.]
[That being said, from what I know, she can create puppets up to three realms above her, and she can later upgrade them.
There is more to this, but for now, let me talk about the last two aspects.
The third aspect, the Unyielding Control aspect, ultimately boils down to her control over her puppets. Don't get me wrong, she can put her strings into humans and even monsters, but doing that would just waste her potential.
If she somehow awakens the puppet master workshop, then even normal humans and monsters can be made into terrifying puppets.
However, the unyielding aspect means the moment her string locks onto a soul, there is no way the victim would be able to break free. It's the ultimate slave seal.]
"Damn. That is a lot to take in," Klaus was blown away by the nature of her third aspect.
[If this is a lot to take in, then what about her last aspect, the Siphoning? This aspect is perhaps the most terrifying of them all.
A puppet master is not like a necromancer. Unlike necromancers, puppeteers have to link the strings to the souls of their puppets and then use their souls to control them. This meant the more strings linked, the greater its toll on their soul.
However, with this aspect, she wouldn't only be able to siphon the soul strength from her targets, but once she put her string into a puppet, their soul strength would become hers. This meant that no human or monster dead or alive could enter the cycle of reincarnation
Their soul would be added to her own, hence the forbidden aspect of the class.]
[Indeed. But she hasn't passed the age where her talent would have gone to waste. So she will soon become a force to be reckoned with. She still has to put much effort into what will happen next should she choose to become powerful.]
[That is enough for now. The moment she truly unlocks her potential; she will know more.]
Klaus lifted Nadia from his chest, locked his gaze into her eyes, and then smiled.
"Do you know, besides me, you are the most terrifying person I have ever met?" Klaus asked, shamelessly Your journey continues on empire
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC434 Nadia's Decision
Klaus's question was rather unexpected. This made Nadia continue to stare at him, unable to speak a word.
Although Klaus exaggerated his question—since there were people like Queenie and Ohema out there—someone with a divine-grade class was indeed worthy of being called terrifying.
"I don't know whether you're teasing me or not, but I don't think my heart can take it," Nadia said with a small frown.
"Who is teasing you? Unlike you, who know nothing about your class, I do. And from what I know, I can tell you this: you are wasting your potential.
Don't get me wrong, I love your profession as a designer, but the Obsidian Strings Demon Puppeteer is someone meant for more. You don't know much about it, which is why you only chose to become a designer.
But after you know everything about your class, I'm sure you'll even smack yourself silly."
Klaus looked at her with a cute little smile and asked, "Do you want to know more about your class, or do you just want to remain a fashion designer? Either way, I will still love you and even allow you to pin me down and drain me."
Nadia blushed hearing his declaration. This made her nod her head, signaling Klaus to tell her all about her class.
"So this is what you are made of..." Klaus went on and sang like a bird, repeating everything the senior had told him. In the end, Nadia was so shocked that she gently laid her head back on Klaus's chest and closed her eyes.
Klaus said to the senior.
[She needs time to collect her thoughts.]
Two hours later, she recovered enough to lift her head and look at Klaus. Then her tears began to flow.
"Are you serious about what you said about my class?" she asked.
"Big time. If nurtured well, you will become a very powerful puppeteer soon," Klaus answered, wiping her tears.
"Thank you," Nadia said before resting her head on his chest.
[You are all about the ladies, right... Figure them out.]
Klaus thought, puzzled.
[You truly are clueless about what's going on with her, aren't you?] The senior was likely shaking his head in exasperation.
[Not that it's unexpected. You're more interested in what's under their skirts. Listen, brat, women are indeed weird creatures, but they're not hard to understand.
When you compare the Asura lady to this one, what do you notice about them? Which of them feels superior, and which one feels inferior?] The senior asked.
Klaus immediately grasped the point.
[Exactly. Compared to your other women, she clearly feels inferior. Her friend made it into the most prestigious academy, but she never fully understood her class. Because of that, she's been stuck at the beginner Grandmaster stage.
[It doesn't take a genius to know that while she might have acted like she was okay, she's always felt inferior, weak, and left out.]
She was probably heartbroken when she realized they would soon take a huge leap forward in their lives while she would remain a designer and never truly amount to much.>
Klaus was genuinely enlightened now. Everything clicked into place. He also began to understand why Ohema had been so impatient about resolving her poison body issue.
It wasn't just trust and support that bonded the women; there was an underlying competitiveness about their value to Klaus and how they measured up against one another.
They didn't hate each other—they just wanted to remain relevant in their own way.
[You'll get used to it,] the senior said with a chuckle.
Klaus also chuckled and replied,
Although Klaus didn't have a concrete answer about who the senior was or even what he was, he found himself growing more familiar with him.
Perhaps it was due to the feelings he had started to develop. But even without that, he knew the senior was someone important to him and he would soon find out why.
The senior at the moment seemed loosened up, sharing more freely without much concern for karmic backlash. It was clear he had begun to believe in Klaus more.
[Shut up and get to work. You only have five days,] the senior said before abruptly cutting the connection.
He sighed, then refocused his attention on Nadia.
"So... do you want to become a warrior?" Klaus, as always, decided to go straight to the point. It was usually better to ask directly than to dance around the topic.
"Yes... I want to become a powerful warrior like you," Nadia replied with a resolute tone.
"Wow... let's stick to your level for now. Even if you train for a few hundred years, you'd never get to my level," Klaus laughed teasingly.
"Why are you so shameless, Klaus?" Nadia asked, unable to hold back her reaction.
"It's not shamelessness, Nadia... A wise man once said that shamelessness is just a name given to absolute confidence."
"No wise man ever said that," Nadia replied with a small smile.
"Then I guess I'm just shameless." He grinned, "shameless enough to do this."
Before Nadia could fully register his words, Klaus leaned in, and his lips landed softly on hers.
Nadia's eyes widened instantly, and her cheeks flushed a deep red. Klaus broke the kiss a few seconds later, locking his gaze with hers.
"You were never inferior, okay? In fact, you were the best in your own way. Without you, I'd be stuck wearing some ugly clothes... not that it would have mattered much. But anyway, you're the best in the clothing business," Klaus said with a laugh.
"I don't feel better hearing this for some unknown reason," Nadia replied with a pondering smile, though her cheeks were still glowing red.
"Maybe this will make you feel better," Klaus said before leaning in and locking her lips with his again.
This time, the kiss didn't end after a few seconds. In fact, a few seconds in, Klaus grabbed Nadia by the waist and lifted her onto his lap as he sat upright, deepening the kiss with more intensity.
A minute later, Nadia began to reciprocate, her movements growing more confident. The two new lovers continued their passionate kiss for the next five minutes before finally pulling apart, breathless.
"Your lips taste even better than they look," Klaus said teasingly as he licked his lips seductively.
Nadia blushed furiously and buried her face in his chest, completely flustered. Klaus smiled and patted her back gently, like comforting a child. Thirty minutes later, she finally calmed down.
"Now that you've had a taste of my juicy lips, how about you tell me how far along you are with my mom's clothes?" Klaus asked, his tone playful.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC435 The Three Legacies
While Klaus was out chasing skirts, the Three Legacies, who had finally come out of seclusion, decided to hold an important meeting.
This meeting consisted of the three of them and seven others from the Northern, Southern, and Western Regions. They were the ones who had joined Ella's team during the trials at Sinji Valley.
"I think you all know why you are here, so let's not waste too much time. We all have preparations to make before heading to the academy in four days," Ella said, starting the meeting.
"Since you are all aware, I won't delve too deeply into it, but my family and three other clans have declared Klaus Hanson a public enemy. This means he is currently wanted by a legacy family and three clans.
"Now, before you ask why, you all witnessed how he brutally killed the people who went to peacefully stop him at the airport because he insulted the legacies.
"All he needed to do was apologize, but he refused. Aside from that, he also killed some innocent people, claiming they were assassins. Because of this, he must be brought to justice.
"But since he has been admitted into the academy, he will soon be leaving the jurisdiction of the legacies and the clans. That is why we are here." Ella explained.
"What are we supposed to do, Big Sister Ella?" one of them asked.
"It's very simple: when we get to the academy, our job is to create trouble for Klaus. We have to make sure he can't focus and provoke him to the point where he does something against the rules.
Once that happens, he will be expelled from the academy, and his growth will be cut short. But that's just the first scenario.
The second is that we must ensure his reputation is tarnished at the academy. I think we can all agree he's very powerful, so we can't kill him ourselves. But once his reputation is destroyed, he'll become useless and may even flee from the academy.
As for killing him, the clans will handle that."
Another voice chimed in, "What if Klaus doesn't take the bait? He seems... unpredictable."
Ella smiled coldly. "That's why we have multiple plans. Klaus is powerful, but he's still human. He has weaknesses—everyone does. If provoking him doesn't work, we'll exploit his connections."
"Connections?" another asked, frowning.
"Yes," Ella replied. "He has friends and lovers he cares about. If we can't break him directly, we'll target them. Isolate him. Make him feel like he's fighting the entire academy alone."
One of the others, a young man from the Southern Region, asked, "Won't the academy notice what we're doing? They'll intervene if it becomes obvious."
"Not if we're smart about it," Ella countered. "We work in shadows. Spread rumors, turn people against him, and make him look like a danger to everyone else. If we do it right, the academy will believe they're protecting themselves by getting rid of him."
"I like this plan," one of them said, a sly grin forming. "But I have a question. What's stopping Klaus from killing all of us? If doing that would just get him expelled, wouldn't it solve his problem?"
The question hung in the air like a challenge. Ella, Ethan, and Max exchanged uneasy glances, their confidence momentarily shaken. Finally, Ethan broke the silence.
"He wouldn't do that," Ethan said firmly. "The academy isn't a place where he can act however he wants. It's not like the outside world."
Ella nodded, picking up where he left off.
"There are rules, strict ones. Breaking them has consequences that Klaus wouldn't want to face. Besides, he won't be alone. Our brothers and sisters in the academy will back us up. If Klaus tries anything reckless, he'll find himself surrounded."
Max leaned forward, his expression cold.
"And let's not forget, Klaus may be strong, but he's no fool. If he goes too far, the academy's council will step in. They won't hesitate to deal with someone they see as a threat to their authority."
The one who asked the question leaned back, still unconvinced. "So we're betting everything on him playing by the rules? What if he decides the risk is worth it?"
Ella's eyes hardened.
"If he does, we'll ensure the academy sees him as the aggressor. It's not about fighting fair—it's about controlling the narrative. If Klaus lays a finger on any of us, we'll spin it to our advantage. The academy will have no choice but to punish him severely."
Another voice broke in, this one laced with doubt.
"And if the academy doesn't act fast enough? Klaus could still take out one of us before they intervene."
Max smirked. "That's why we'll stay in groups, always watching each other's backs. He can't take us all on at once, not without drawing the academy's wrath."
Klaus would be laughing right about now. With his illusion class, killing them is not something he will struggle with.
Ethan added, "Besides, Klaus's pride might be his downfall. He won't want to tarnish his image further by acting like a savage. He'll try to play the hero, and that's when we'll corner him."
The answers from the three legacies seem to have alleviated the worried expressions on the faces of the seven gathered.
They are some of the most influential youngsters from various regions in the Northern Union. They have many minions they can employ to carry out their schemes.
The three legacies wanted to appear superior when they met the other legacies in the Academy. However, because of their situation with Klaus, they are currently the least respected legacies in the entire world.
They are determined to restore their lost glory. Naturally, Klaus, the one responsible for their downfall, would become the key to their rise back to power.
If only they knew Klaus's plans for the Academy. While they are counting on using the Academy's rules to suppress him, Klaus plans to change them.
A lot has been happening in his life lately, and for some reason, Klaus felt that he and the world would soon face grave danger.
Because of this, he resolved not to follow any rule that would limit his growth. No... after enduring a tribulation meant for an Ascendant and surviving, Klaus's arrogance has transcended the mortal stage.
Right now, he wanted nothing more than to show the entire world what kind of monster he was made of.
Soon, their small meeting concluded, and they all left to prepare.
Meanwhile, back in Ross City, Klaus, who had just returned home with Nadia, decided to finalize his plans.
This included ensuring his maids and security were well cared for by providing them with cultivation techniques and significant amounts of money.
They would keep his mother company while he was away, so he wanted to ensure they were prepared for any situation.
Kofi had finally undergone his tribulation and achieved the rank of Great Sage, so Klaus wanted to ensure the others didn't fall behind.
While Klaus was busy with his tasks, Anna, Lily, Ohema, and Miriam were occupied talking to Nadia, trying to find out why she had followed Klaus back.
However, just as Klaus finished his preparations and decided to sleep for a few hours, he received a surprise visit from someone he had been missing for quite some time.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC436 Fruity Visited, Getting Some Answers
Once Klaus finished making provisions for the maids and security, he spent a few hours enjoying himself with Miriam and Ohema before resting.
The next day would be significant, and he wanted to relax first. However, as usual, his past seemed indifferent to his need for peace of mind.
Just as his face was comfortably nestled against Miriam's magnificent chest, he felt a gentle tap on his leg. Of course, he already knew who it could be—this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
When he opened his eyes, as expected, Fruity was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, holding a teacup.
"Really, dude? Couldn't you have picked a better time?" Klaus muttered, resisting the urge to slap the monk. Not that it would do any good—it'd be like slapping himself, and that was a sensation he had no desire to experience.
"What's there to be upset about? It was my turn to visit you, so here I am," Fruity replied, smiling serenely.
"Still, you could've come at a more convenient time. Or maybe you're one of those perverts who enjoy watching others have sex," Klaus said with a sly grin.
"Tsk... You've gotten bolder," Fruity replied, narrowing his eyes.
"And you're still the same—arrogant and irritating," Klaus chuckled as he sat across from him. "So, what brings you here, renegade?" he asked.
"Why else? I'm here to give you the next set of memories—the most important ones so far," Fruity said, taking a casual sip from his teacup.
"Why the most important?" Klaus asked, a little startled. 'The most important?' The previous two sets had been significant enough.
"Yes, the most important. Because this time, you'll awaken a part of yourself—the part that was me, your fourth incarnation. After all, everything we've done up to this point has been in preparation for this very moment."
"I don't get it," Klaus admitted, frowning.
"Of course you don't. So let me enlighten you a bit," Fruity said, his voice calm but laced with an enigmatic edge.
"First, let me explain how this reincarnation thing works. While you might have already suspected it—yes, remembering your past selves affects your current self.
"That's how we designed it and how it was always meant to be. The heavens wouldn't have allowed us to rise again after death, so we created a loophole."
"Rise after death? What does that have to do with anything?" Klaus pressed, sensing the pieces of a larger puzzle falling into place.
"Oh, you don't know yet?" Fruity grinned mischievously. "Let me clarify further before we move on. We are Paragons, Klaus. We never actually died. If we had truly died, everything we've worked for would have been for nothing.
The heavens control death, and since we've never been on friendly terms with them, we chose a different path to reincarnation. In essence, we never truly died. Don't ask for too many details now—you'll understand everything soon enough."
Klaus stared at Fruity, his expression shifting between disbelief and reluctant understanding. Fruity, on the other hand, seemed to relish the confusion on Klaus's face, sipping his tea with a serene yet infuriating smile.
If he had never died, then how was he able to reincarnate? His mind was in a state of understanding, yet he couldn't make heads or tails of anything Fruity was saying. His life grew more complicated with each passing day.
"That aside, the reason this memory is important is that it was designed to awaken your bloodline and grant you supreme control over illusions.
I know you have a lot of questions right now, but don't ask them. Sometimes, knowing too much can affect the way things are meant to progress.
But that doesn't mean I will leave you hanging, so pay close attention to what I'm about to say. Don't worry—you will get some answers."
Klaus nodded.
"Good. Now listen... You are what we call the last Paragon, meaning that after all these years and many reincarnations, you have finally arrived, and you will be the last.
You have the Nine Reincarnations Divine Body because the cycle has now been completed after generations of creating paths.
You now have the means to wield the complete power you've gathered in each incarnation. You now have the power to command all Nine Paragon Stars and wield all the Forbidden Relics.
You now have the power to fight the heavens and achieve what we have been pursuing from the start. You now have the power to achieve supremacy and transcend.
That said, you must also endure nine times the torture from the heavens. It will feel like you should just give up, but trust me—you won't want to do that."
Fruity paused, took a sip of tea, and then continued.
"The heavens will come at you in ways you could never expect. Trust me, you would never imagine the merciful heavens being so cruel.
But fear not. You will also have the strength to face whatever danger comes your way. I and the others will make sure of that. All you have to do is not waste time and remember what is truly important because that is how you will grow."
"I will. But what do I do next?" Klaus asked, choosing not to argue this time. He had already started witnessing the heavens' cruelty, and he couldn't afford to be weak when they became even more aggressive.
"It's the same as before; you have the memories within you, and they will be triggered like last time. When that happens, don't resist—just dive in. It'll be a crazy ride, but you'll make it out unscathed... I think."
Klaus rolled his eyes at that remark.
"That aside, you should be cautious when entering the realm of illusions. While it will benefit you greatly, it can also affect you if your mental strength isn't strong enough. But I know you'll be fine."
"Thanks for the warning, I guess," Klaus said with a smile, reaching for the teacup that had appeared before him.
This time, he didn't hesitate and drank its full contents. Of course, just like before, he wasn't immediately pulled into the memories. It would take some time for them to surface.
"Well... why am I still here?" Klaus asked, noticing he hadn't returned to the real world.
"Remember, the Star Lights are to be protected. They are the way forward, and until all Nine are found, no harm should come to any of them. This means you must protect them, no matter the danger.
After all, the heavens won't spare them either... They're in as much danger as you."
"I understand. I won't let any harm come to them," Klaus said firmly. "Now send me back."
Fruity smiled and waved his hand. In the next moment, Klaus found himself back in his bed. However, instead of being nestled comfortably with his face buried in Miriam's boobs, he was precariously perched on the edge of the bed.
"That bastard... How hateful," Klaus muttered, wishing Fruity was around so he could give him a well-deserved beating.
Before he could dwell on it, two pairs of hands grabbed his shoulders, and in an instant, he was back in the comforting embrace of Miriam's boobs.
All thoughts of Fruity's mischief vanished from his mind.
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THE LAST PARAGON IN THE APOCALYPSEC437 Final Preparations
"Mmmhh~" Klaus moaned, releasing his load into Miriam for the second time the next morning. The night before had been strange. Fruity's visit was a wake-up call and a weird one as ever.
Klaus pulled out his divine rod and rested on the bed, where Ohema and Miriam looked at him with cute smiles.
"We are going to miss you, Klaus," Ohema said softly.
"I know. If you don't miss me, then who would?" Klaus replied with a mischievous grin.
"Tsk... Shameless," Miriam muttered, while Ohema just shook her head. Clearly, their shameless husband was showing signs of missing them already.
"Don't worry, you two. It will be less than a year before we meet again. And knowing how awesome I am, I'll probably become an Inner Disciple before you know it," Klaus said, smiling.
Indeed, if he wanted to, he could skip straight to the Inner Disciple stage and be done with it.
However, he still had three more cores to form, and since there was no heavenly tribulation threatening to descend anytime soon, he could only rely on the traditional cultivation method.
"Just don't take too long," Miriam said.
"Jeez, woman, focus on other things and stop thinking about sex every second," Klaus laughed, only to groan as he held his head after receiving an immediate smack from Miriam.
"If you leave us hanging, know that we will invade the Academy to kidnap you," Ohema said with a teasing smile.
"Yes, my overlord. I will ensure I don't leave you two hanging for too long," Klaus replied, holding his head from the previous smacking.
"That said, it would be good if you both focused on cultivating and training the techniques I gave you. That especially applies to you, Miriam.
"Your plan to focus more on martial techniques for now is excellent. It's always important to have a strong combat foundation before breaking through.
"And as for you, my Poison Overlord, you need to cultivate the Poison Body to at least the third level of the technique I gave you before even thinking about attempting to break through to the Void Stage.
"Hopefully, by then, I'll be back to support your breakthrough..."
"Don't worry about us; you should be more worried about Sister Nadia. What's going to happen now?" Ohema asked.
"Nothing for now. I gave her the technique she needed to awaken her class, which had been dormant for far too long. Besides that, I've also provided her with techniques to rebuild her foundation.
"It will all depend on how serious she is and how much effort she's willing to put into her training."
"I'm not talking about that. We all know Sister Nadia won't rest, especially since this is something she's wanted for so many years now. Read exclusive adventures at empire
"I was asking when you plan on adding her to the harem. I know for a fact she'd be thrilled, so why haven't you done it yet?" Miriam pressed.
"That's because I can't for now."
"What do you mean?" Both Miriam and Ohema asked in unison.
"She's like you, Ohema—her body is delicate. Before I can do it with her, she must awaken her class and rebuild her foundation.
"You two might not fully understand right now, but since you'll be staying with her, you'll know when the time is right. For now, just let her focus on her cultivation." Klaus explained
Klaus had wanted to give Nadia the Paragon Mark, but the senior had warned him that doing so before she became a Saint would ruin her foundation. He explained that her body was currently like an untouched egg; any interference now could harm her potential.
Awakening her class and building her Star Core were crucial steps she needed to complete before they could move forward in their relationship.
A few minutes later, Klaus dressed up and went to his mother.
"Mom, I hope you won't miss me too much, right?" Klaus asked, sitting before her as she fussed over his hair. The woman was that obsessed with hair.
"Tsk... Who's going to miss you?" his mom said, though her tone betrayed her words.
"I know you're going to miss me because I'm going to miss you too," Klaus replied with a small smile.
"Then you'd better come and visit me regularly, or I'll storm that Academy and drag you out. You know I can do it, right? I am an Angel of Death, after all." His mom said.
"Right. An Angel of Death. When can I see your wings?" Klaus asked with a teasing smile.
"Ouch... why did you hit my head?" he protested with a small pout.
"Because you were teasing me, obviously," his mom replied, crossing her arms.
"You've become naughty recently, Mom. Where did you learn that from? You're not sneaking out at night, are you—ouch!"
"Stop talking nonsense, stupid head," she said, smacking him again.
"I know I'm not going to miss you," Klaus teased her again, his grin widening.
"Just don't go causing too much trouble at the Academy. Be the good boy I know you are," Klaus's mom said as she combed his hair.
"Do you actually believe what you just said?" Klaus asked with a grin.
"No... but I hope you won't be causing too much trouble. I won't be there to save your ass," his mom replied with a smirk.
"Jeez... Shameless much. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree," Klaus said, shaking his head in disbelief at his mom's cheekiness.
"But don't worry, Mom. I won't cause too much trouble. I'll focus on my cultivation so I can come back to you before you miss me too much and fly away with your angel wings."
"Keep teasing me, and one day, when I unleash my wings, you'll be the one who would be jealous," his mom retorted with a small smile.
"I'm sure I would be, but for now, keep dreaming, Mom—ouch!" Klaus winced as she smacked him again.
"Just because you've got a few little ladies with you now doesn't mean I can't give you a proper ass-whooping," she said, holding his ear.
They stayed like that for a few seconds before they both burst into a resounding laughter, their shameless voices filling the room.
Hanna, seated beside them the entire time, couldn't believe her eyes and ears. She couldn't wrap her mind around how the mother and son duo could be that shameless.
It was just too much for her to fathom.
"Big Sister, I forgot you were also here. Don't mind me; if you have a shameless mother, things like this tend to happen—ouch."
Hanna smacked his head, then turned toward her mother, who gave her a thumbs-up for her actions.
"Big Sister, you know you'll be leaving her protection in two days, right? I can't wait to get my revenge." Klaus smiled evilly at Hanna, who stuck out her tongue in a teasing manner.
"Tsk, shameless mother and daughter. I'm out of here," Klaus said, running out of the room.
He went to Anna and Lily, who drained him a few times before he headed to Nadia, who had already begun her cultivation.
Two days later, Klaus and his friends were ready to head to Union City, where they would be taking the transport to the academy.
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