The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

“Are you kidding me?” Klaus cursed as he rolled sideways, narrowly evading another spear attack from the assassin lady, who somehow managed to shake off the overwhelming pressure of the seven Zombies breaking free from their cocoons.

With each passing moment, the pressure from the zombies weighed heavier on him. He didn’t need anyone to tell him—they wanted him dead. He had wiped out their entire army and killed every last zombie in sight. Of course, they were out for revenge.

“Listen to me, lady,” Klaus snapped, eyes darting between her and the approaching dangers. “Either you scram, or take a good look around. I hope you’re not blind enough to see we’re in serious danger here!”

He cursed her under his breath for being such an idiot. Sure, she was here to kill him, but couldn’t she see the situation had changed? The weather itself seemed to shift with the ominous energy from the Zombie Kings, and instead of revising her plan, she was still attacking him.

‘Seriously? Taking advantage of me like I did with those first five zombies?’ Klaus thought bitterly. He couldn’t help but smirk inwardly. ‘Karma really is a bitch dressed in black.’ freёwebnovel.com

He cursed again as he blocked another attack from her, barely managing to dodge the deadly precision of her spear. But just as he regained his footing, something shifted. His body was locked in place, stiff as a board, and his heart sank.

From up ahead, a pair of blazing red eyes stared him down—one of the Zombie Kings who managed to get out of its cocoon had locked onto him, its gaze burning with rage.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Klaus cursed out loud, struggling against the invisible force holding him down. The red eyes narrowed, and Klaus knew things were about to get a lot worse.

Suddenly, a burning sensation ignited on Klaus’s back, snapping him out of the pressure holding him down. His eyes turned red, and his expression shifted coldly as he locked onto the Assassin lady, who was preparing to strike again.

“Die!” he shouted, his voice icy, as he dashed forward, aiming his sword at her heart. But just as his blade came within 20 inches, he sensed a terrifying attack closing in. There was no time to dodge—he had been so focused on killing the Assassin that he momentarily ignored the danger ahead.

Before he could make any attempt to react, a powerful kick slammed into his face, sending him flying backward. The incoming attack then landed on the Assassin lady’s shoulder instead, hurling her through the air. She has saved Klaus, the same person she was trying to kill life.

Klaus crashed to the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop. He quickly looked up and saw one of the evolved Zombie Kings, now evolved into something even more sinister than a death daemon. Its once-red eyes now burned brighter, and crimson, bone-like wings flapped menacingly behind it.

“Human, die,” the creature growled. But Klaus ignored it, his gaze shifting to the Assassin lady lying meters away. Confusion washed over him—she had just saved his life. But why?

Klaus shook his head, trying to focus. He didn’t have time to figure out the Assassin lady’s motives. The evolved Zombie King was still up ahead, and it was a much bigger threat. However, he still couldn’t understand why the Assassin lady had chosen to save him at the cost of injuring herself.

“You don’t have what it takes to kill me” Klaus muttered, wiping the blood from his mouth as he gazed at the Zombie ahead. He staggered to his feet, gripping his sword tightly. The exhaustion weighed heavy on his body, but his mind was sharper than ever.

The Zombie King’s wings spread wide, and it lunged forward, faster than Klaus expected. He barely managed to sidestep, the creature’s claws swiping past him, tearing into the ground where he’d just stood. Klaus swung his sword in response, but the blade barely scratched the creature’s tough, metallic skin.

“Damn it,” Klaus cursed under his breath, realizing how tough this battle would be. He has leveled up, but he hasn’t distributed the points yet. Now, he knew where to put it. But he needed time to do that, seeing another Zombie King breaking free from the Cocoon that had appeared around them at some point.

The Zombie King didn’t give him any more time to think, attacking again, this time with both claws extended. Klaus braced himself, ready to take the hit, but just before impact, a shadow darted in between them.

It was the Assassin lady. She blocked the Zombie King’s strike with her daggers, gritting her teeth as the force of the attack pushed her back. Klaus stared, stunned.

“Why are you helping me?” Klaus asked again, his voice low and hoarse.

She didn’t look at him, her focus fixed on the creature ahead. “Ask me later—if we survive, or if I don’t kill you before then.”

Klaus didn’t bother responding. Whatever her reasons, they shared a common goal for now. He nodded slightly and adjusted his stance, preparing for the next strike. Still, trust wasn’t something Klaus gave easily. He activated his Spirit Eye, linked with the Eye of Malevolence, to keep a watchful eye on her movements.

Quickly, he allocated 400 points to his strength and readied the Void Piercing Needle. There was no need to worry about breaking the force field anymore. He was already in the thick of danger, and killing the Zombie King before the next threat showed up seemed like the best option.

“You attack, I’ll defend,” Klaus said as he activated his Ice Lotus Flower and unleashed the Absolute Ice Domain. The freezing aura spread out, creating a cold, controlled battlefield around him.

In response, the Assassin Lady melted into a shadow. When she reappeared in another shadow moments later, now holding a spear instead of her daggers.

“Weird, but who cares,” Klaus thought with a smirk.

The Zombie King let out a thunderous roar, its eyes burning with rage. Without hesitation, they charged together, ready to take it down.

Klaus swung his sword, unleashing a blazing arc of fire that cut through the air toward the Zombie King. At the same moment, the Assassin Lady slashed diagonally with her spear, her attack aimed at the creature’s chest.

But the Zombie King responded with a deafening roar. A surge of energy exploded from its body, obliterating both of their attacks in an instant and sending shockwaves rippling through the air.

“What?!” Klaus shouted as the force hit him, flinging him backward. He tumbled across the ground, struggling to regain control.

The Assassin Lady disappeared into a shadow, reappearing behind the Zombie King with deadly precision. She thrust her spear at its back, but the Zombie King reacted quickly, deflecting the blow with a loud clang. Seeing the creature focused on her, Klaus seized the opportunity and unleashed the Void Piercing Needle.

The needle tore through the air, aimed right at the Zombie King’s head. But just as it was about to strike, a laser beam shot out of nowhere, disintegrating the needle into ash. Enjoy new stories from

“What?!” Klaus shouted, truly shocked this time. His eyes shot upward, and he spotted another Zombie King, flying toward him.

“Looks like we’re going to have to split up, lady,” Klaus said, quickly sending his Ice Lotus toward the new threat.

“Explode!” he commanded, and the lotus shattered mid-air, freezing the Zombie King in place for a moment. The creature hung frozen in the air, unable to move as it began to fall.

“Die!” Klaus roared, unleashing another arc of fire from his sword, aiming to obliterate the Zombie King for good. But before the attack could land, a powerful blow exploded the fire arc, saving the falling creature. Another figure stepped into view.

“The third one…” Klaus groaned, feeling the weight of the situation intensify. A third Zombie King—no, Zombie Prince—had arrived. ‘Great, just what I needed’, he thought, sarcastically.

While the Assassin Lady was barely managing to hold her own against one, he was now facing two Zombie Princes.

And worse, the Zombie Queen might make her entrance soon. Klaus could feel her rage ever since he had been slaughtering her soldiers earlier. He knew he had no choice now—he’d have to use everything he had. The Fire Dragon, the Bell of Harrows, and the Eye of Despair—all of his trump cards.

He wasn’t aiming to kill them, just hold them off until Miriam arrived. She would be the one to take them down. “Ten more minutes,” he muttered to himself, calculating how long until her arrival.

Boom!

Suddenly, just as Klaus was preparing to unleash his full strength, an explosion rocked the ritual ground. The force field dropped, and Klaus felt a suffocating pressure descend on him. But before he could react, he felt something stir deep within his soul sea.

A strange energy awakened inside him.