The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

[The Third Undead – Magnus’s POV – One Day Before The Awakening]

“Finally, the master can summon the next Undead,” Asmodeus said, standing on Magnus’ left. On his right is a dude, not too terrifying nor too easygoing.

He has one eye on his forehead and wields a giant Saber. He is Magnus’s second undead, the One-Eyed Grim Saber, Eryx.

He is a level 7 Ascension stage undead and the one Magus has been keeping hidden the most. So far, to the rest of the world, he has only one undead, which is Asmodeus, also a level 7 Ascension stage warrior.

However, in reality, Eryx is the one he most certainly places most emphasis on because of his eye.

Asmodeus is powerful… Terrifying even, however, Eryx’s eye is one that can even kill Nether stage warriors and severely injure domain stage beings.

His Void Eyes can bypass defenses and deal true damage, making him a dangerous opponent.

Because of this, Magnus has kept him hidden from all, only known by his mother and five wives.

However, this time, he plans on unleashing him just like how he plans on unleashing an unrestricted version of Asmodeus should the worst happen when the countdown hits zero.

Eryx looked at Asmodeus and smirked.

“You make it sound like only I is not enough to protect the master,” he said.

Asmodeus also smirked, “Not to burst your bubble, one eye spawn, but when it comes to protecting the master, I am the one qualified to hold that role. Your role is more like taking care of the small fries.”

“Tch. Just because the master took you on some missions doesn’t mean you are the strongest. I was kept hidden as a trump card, that should tell you something.”

“Oh, please. I have been alive long before your great-grandfather was thinking of chasing your great-grandma. Show some respect here, Mr. One eye.” Asmodeus smirked, turning his back on Eryx.

“You knew my great-grandmother, but I am stronger than you. What does that tell you, Mr. Thousands of years old?”

This time, the punchline touched Asmodeus, making the evil demon glare at Eryx, who smirked and turned his back on Asmodeus.

Magnus smirked, knowing that adding a third undead was the only way to maintain some form of neutrality in his undead legion.

Unlike most necromancers who can summon undead skeletons and raise the dead, Magnus’s necromancy isn’t the typical one.

For him, the only way he could do that was to meet some conditions. The first undead he summoned, Asmodeus, required him to slay 1000 Transcendents and 100 Ascendents while he was a sage. It took him five years to get it done.

For his second undead, Eryx, he was tasked with killing 10,000 Ascendants, including 1,000 Void stage enemies, and completing some special recommended quests.

This involved entering one of the world’s dangerous forests to hunt down a Forest Monarch, one of the seven overlords of the wilds.

It took him 15 years to complete the task.

For his third undead, he killed 100,000 Ascendent stage, 10,000 Void stage, 1,000 Chaos stage, and 10 Ascension stage beasts.

What Magnus didn’t know was that the awakening would have happened much earlier if it hadn’t been for his actions.

His thirst to awaken a third undead led him to kill more than he should, which in turn prevented the heavens from seeing his world as worthy of awakening.

Now that he had met the requirement, he knew he had to prepare well.

Magnus drew the spell circle on the ground and placed the heart of an Ascendent beast at the center. He formed a seal and said a few words.

“From the souls of the slain, the screams of the weak, and the heart of the evil, I summon thee, the harbinger of blood, rise, my humble undead, your master calls.”

The moment the chant ended, the spell circle glowed red, and the heart at the center was consumed. In its place, a red portal formed, and for a moment, time seemed to stop as Magnus and his undead awaited the being that would be emerging from within.

Slowly, a sweet voice came from the portal, causing Asmodeus to break into a cold sweat.

“Asmodeus, is that you I sense?”

The evil Asmodeus took a few steps back instinctively, “Oh no, why does it have to be her?”

To answer his question, a beautiful redhead emerged from the portal, locking gazes with him, a smile that looked even more evil than Asmodeus’s graced her lips.

“Big sister… How have you been?” Asmodeus asked, his voice low as he contemplated running from the one person he wouldn’t like to see in this life or the next.

Then again, he is an undead, so dying is virtually impossible.

The red-headed beauty clad in skin-tight red leather armor seemed to hold some grudge against Asmodeus. She reached to her side and pulled out two short swords that were pointed at the tip, yet sharp all around.

“The last time I recall, you said something like, ’If I ever had one wish, I would wish for you to never see the light of day,’ and then you stomped on my face and pushed me into the Laughing Void.

Looks like you meant to kill me, Asmodeus, your own flesh and blood. Now, tell me, should I do what was about to happen, or should we take it to the undead dimension where you can actually die?”

Asmodeus looked at Magnus, “Master, you wouldn’t just let her torture me, right?”

Magnus smiled, “Actually, I would love to see how this plays out.” Magnus took two chairs from his storage bag and handed one to Eryx.

They sat down and started to watch the siblings, who, from what it looks like, would kill each other 10,000 times instead of just being normal siblings.

It took five hours, but Alesi, the blood huntress, managed to release some of her pent-up frustration after Asmodeus tried to kill her a while back.

By the time she got back to wherever Asmodeus had sent her, the evil demon had managed to get a master and had long left the dimension of the undead.

But who would have thought she would also be summoned by the same master who now brought them together, giving her all the time in the world to torture Asmodeus.

However, while she would love to spend the next years torturing her little brother, all that had to wait because she had just learned the world is awakening tomorrow, and as someone who had seen and participated in an awakening before, this soured her mood, and she finally told Magnus what was coming.

“Listen to me, master. World awakening isn’t simple at all. Tomorrow, thousands, perhaps millions, will die, and there is nothing you can do to help them.

This is because when we talk about world awakening, the heavens pick two worlds they claim are of equal standing and pit them against each other.

You might be the challengers, where you will be transported to the world of the defenders. That is, in a way, good somehow. At least your world won’t be damaged if you manage to win.

If you’re the defender, ensure all non-contracted beasts and monsters are taken care of.

Kill them all, for the heavens will see them as your enemies, and they will pit them against you. In a way, you will be fighting a battle on two fronts.”

The moment Magnus heard this from Alesi, his third undead, he ran off.

For the first time in decades, Magnus sought an audience with his father, knowing that the only way to save the world was to work together.