The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Malphas looked massive, intimidating, and dangerous. In fact, the sight of the demon standing 200 meters away left a bad taste in Klaus’s mouth. Yet, a smug smile remained on his face.

Why?

Because his mind was calculating countless possibilities on how to go about killing the demon, and each scenario struck him as absurdly funny. They all involved him getting turned into a splat.

It didn’t sound funny, but it looked funny, and so Klaus made a decision: he would see just what his newly enhanced mind was capable of.

“Mr. Malphas, although I’ll be killing you no matter what, why don’t I use you to test something first?”

The moment Klaus spoke, he unleashed a mind attack that forced Malphas to take a step back and close his eyes for 0.001 seconds.

But that fraction of a moment was enough. When Malphas reopened his eyes, he saw fourteen Klaus figures, each standing 4 meters tall and wearing gauntlets.

They all had different hairstyles and expressions, but every single one bore the same imposing gauntlets.

Without so much as a greeting, the first Klaus—sporting long black dreadlocks—charged at Malphas. The demon, visibly pissed from losing the initial exchange, prepared to retaliate. Klaus had played dirty, but it was necessary.

This was a test to see just how powerful the [Poison Damage] form of his [Reality Check] illusion skill truly was.

It was also to see what he could do with his mind…

Of course, he wasn’t optimistic; however, his mind changed when his first illusion clone, which had taken a tangible form thanks to his class, clashed with Malphas.

Their punches met, and they both took a few steps back. Of course, Klaus’s illusion clone took ten steps back, while Malphas took four.

But the fact that Klaus managed to land a blow and didn’t immediately get pulverized made him understand one thing: the clone was much more tangible than he had thought. But most importantly, his mind was even stronger.

“I have 30,000 more points; I guess I’ll add to stamina and intelligence, considering my strength is already 32,000-plus, and that’s just my base points.”

He quickly added the points and then felt the change. Though his mind is monstrous, with points surpassing [100,000], just adding 15,000 more proved very beneficial. He could literally feel the change.

Klaus, who was standing a few meters away from the battle, smiled, knowing he had just found something he could rely on—his illusions and his big mind.

“I wonder how powerful I will become when I awaken my illusion bloodline.”

With that thought, Klaus sent three more illusion clones to gang up on Malphas. Of course, the fact that he unleashed ten clones also meant ten portions of the Hivemind were currently in use.

But he didn’t care, considering he was also using two more to analyze the battle and counter without much stress.

Five minutes later, Malphas obliterated three clones, but three more joined the fray. Klaus felt only a slight tingling in his mind when a clone was obliterated, making him sigh in relief, knowing he wasn’t in any danger at all.

This also meant that while one mind rested, another could take its place.

‘That is OP as fuck,’ Klaus thought with a grin, watching as his poison began taking effect on Malphas. One of the dangers of destroying the clones was the poison that would be unleashed.

The fourth form of the technique that makes the illusion tangible is not known as [Poison Damage] for nothing…

Basically, the clone was made of an illusion made tangible by incorporating poison. So, when a clone was destroyed, the poison was released, ensuring it was automatically inhaled.

For now, Klaus was only using paralyzing poison since his control over it was still quite rudimentary. But thanks to his impeccable control over illusions, he could weaponize the poison effectively.

At this point, whenever Malphas destroyed a clone, the poison dispersed into the air, forcing him to breathe it in. Klaus could only smile, knowing that as his poison talent and class grew, so would the lethality of his toxins.

A clone with short red hair exchanged blows with Malphas, forcing the giant back a few steps. The clone unleashed another punch, but its fist was caught as Malphas’s eyes turned crimson.

He was furious, and Klaus could see the demon’s gauntlets beginning to glow red. This meant he was about to use a power-up.

However, the Demon Killing Circle activated, instantly copying the buff onto Klaus’s clones. At once, four Great Cores were consumed, and Klaus’s mind used four additional mental spaces.

This made Klaus break into a cold sweat, realizing that the Demon Killing Circle wasn’t something he could use recklessly. In fact, he should have waited until Malphas was more fatigued.

While the move worked, it came at a great cost.

Still, it worked, and Klaus learned a valuable lesson.

“From now on, I’ll only use it on myself. I won’t waste it on my opponents. But first, this bastard must die.”

The clones all moved in, clashing with the giant stone demon, creating devastating explosions. Klaus watched the spectacle from a safe distance, waiting patiently for the right moment to unleash his ultimate move.

A golden bell appeared in his hand and began deepening in color, taking on a dark gold hue as time passed. Thirty minutes later, Klaus felt it was time, considering he was growing tired in some parts of his mind.

However, it was not enough to take him out of the fight, especially since the stone demon had already obliterated close to 50 clones.

Naturally, he was supposed to have long since lost his mind, but he now had the hive mind and a rather abnormal will. So, he was as good as new.

Exactly one hour into the battle, a powerful bell sound rang out, and Malphas was frozen for a second.

But a second was far too long for Klaus to wait. In fact, a second was too long for anyone—even a god—to freeze in battle.

The Thousand-Splitting Demon-Cutting Disc moved through the air like a zipper, immediately severing one hand and one leg. Klaus wasn’t taking any chances, but those were his ideal targets, as per the plan.

Malphas was coated in metal armor, so from the start of the battle, the plan had been to create openings for this very moment. Klaus seized the opportunity when the left hand and left leg became exposed.

He had been waiting for that moment, and he went for it.

Now, Malphas was completely disadvantaged. Even though he was a demon with high regeneration abilities, he couldn’t regenerate within seconds when he was poisoned and exhausted.

“Giant Hammer Falling.” Of course, Klaus wasted no time, leaping into the air with a giant hammer in full swing.

Unlike Daniel, he had mastered the technique he had given him, so the hammer was packing enough power to break anything. He may be wielding an ordinary hammer, but he wasn’t wasting the energy behind the attack.

The hammer landed on Malphas’s head, causing him to fall backward with his skull cracked open. The hammer struck squarely, killing him instantly.

The moment Malphas fell, the Core, Soul Crystal, and blood essence emerged, and Klaus painfully absorbed everything.

As before, he also absorbs the metal armor around Malphas’s body. He could feel his defense and strength steadily growing the instant he absorbed it.

He quickly formed a connection with the gauntlets before requesting his next opponent. Surprisingly, the next opponent was a spearman. However, after reading his details, Klaus was disappointed. Find your next adventure on My Virtual Library Empire

The bastard was even weaker than Malphas. However, he had a poison affinity, which was why he became the 3rd Hell Demon.

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