The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Thyra is the only dragon in Klaus’s Paragon guards. In fact, all nine paragon guards are of different races.

Her combat power is several times more lethal than most dragons, thanks to having some portion of the Star Qi running through her veins.

At the very moment, she was glaring at five human guards, each a Life stage warrior.

However, despite their cultivation bases being higher than most, at the gaze of the dragon beauty whose cultivation base is one step ahead of them, they couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat.

Thyra is at the Death stage, and judging by the aura surrounding her, she isn’t too far from the Monarch.

“I am not going to say it again, grant me and my sister passage to the Human Universe else I will tear this place down,” Thyra commanded, causing the five guards to break into cold sweats.

One of them forced himself to speak, “Miss, like we said, before you can enter the human universe, you must follow due process, and that starts by registering your intergalactic visa, which will take between a week and two months to process.

Also, threatening us is not going to speed up the process and might even impede your chances of getting approved. So relax and let us do our work.”

“So you choose death.”

Thyra moved, and with her claws elongated, she lunged at one of the guards. The guard turned pale, all energy drained from his body as he stood there frozen.

“Stop.”

Suddenly, a voice came from the entrance just when Thyra was about to take the guard’s head off. Thyra halted in her steps.

She turned and looked in the direction the voice came from.

The face that greeted her was that of a lady. She was a human, but with two horns on her forehead. She was clad in battle armor and had a bow sheathed on her back.

“This is an intergalactic space station, fighting is prohibited,” the lady said, walking calmly toward Thyra. “If you had succeeded in killing this guard, I am afraid you would have lost your right to enter the human universe and your life in the process.”

“Are you the one in charge?” Thyra asked, still maintaining her cold gaze. Her sister was dying inside the spaceship, and every moment spent not entering this damn universe was her nearing her limits.

“No. I am not the one in charge. However—”

“Then get out of my way before I end your miserable existence.” Thyra grabbed hold of the guard and lifted him into the air.

The bow lady came to a halt, her expression shifting to anger. Her bow appeared in her hand, and a lightning arrow appeared inside.

“I will say it one more time. Grant me and my sister passage to the human universe before I raze this place to the ground,” Thyra said, not even minding the arrow pointed at her.

What was even worse, the lady aiming an arrow at her was two stages above her, yet she didn’t even seem to place her in her eyes.

Perhaps she was confident in her defense, or she just didn’t care what happened to her as long as she got what she wanted.

The bow lady seemed to realize that, causing her to wonder just who Thyra was and why she didn’t seem to care about due diligence when she was far from the Dragon Universe.

However, she didn’t think too much about it when she saw Thyra clenching her hold on the guard’s neck, causing the already pale guard to turn paler.

’She is actually going to kill him,’ she said inwardly, torn between shooting her arrow or holding back. She didn’t think for a moment that Thyra would kill the guard when she first arrived. But now, she had a change of mind.

Thankfully, the worst didn’t happen. Just when the guard was about to lose consciousness, somebody appeared, causing Thyra to loosen her hold.

The new arrival was someone the bow lady went on her knees to greet, showing he was important enough for a Nirvana stage warrior to bow to him. “Greetings, Lord Moses.”

This person was an Empyrean, four stages above Thyra.

Naturally, when she saw him, she knew this person had what it takes to get her what she wanted. For original chapters go to NoveI[F]ire.net

“I want to get into this universe, and I want it now. My sister is dying, and if I don’t get her to my master fast enough, she will die. Now, if you think I am the worst that can happen to you, then wait till my master hears you losers were the cause of her death.

Trust me, death will be a mercy.”

Lord Moses narrowed his eyes, looking at the cold look in Thyra’s eye. “I am Lord Moses, the highest authority in the Nash Intergalactic Station.”

“I don’t care about your title or name. All I want is a passage to this universe so that I can be on my way. If you value your life, you will listen to me.”

The look on Lord Moses’ face changed. He seemed to sense the absolute resolve in Thyra’s tone. It was like she wanted him to prevent them from entering the human universe.

However, while she didn’t mind letting them pass, he knew if they were to cause trouble in the human universe, it would be tracked back to him, and that wouldn’t end well for him.

’Just who is this troublemaker?’ Lord Moses, despite possessing the power to crush Thyra, was torn between either saving his life or letting them go and continuing to live his life like nothing had happened.

While he was thinking, his communication device rang, but he ignored it. However, it rang a second time, and this time, he picked up.

When the face with beautiful features and dark hair appeared on the screen, he went down on his knees and bowed, “Greetings, Lady Mersa, to what—”

“A dragon will be passing through your space station. Lady Unity said you should allow her to pass if you value your life.” Before Lord Moses was done with his greetings, the lady spoke in a rather cold tone.

Lord Moses broke into a cold sweat, forcing himself to turn toward Thyra, who scoffed and crossed her arms on her chest.

“Send her and her ship to Planet Caxia.” The lady cut off the call, prompting Lord Moses to issue sudden commands.

“Bei, prepare two D-Class Combat Spaceships and take fifty guards with you. Escort this distinguished guest to Planet Caxia.”

The bow lady bowed, “I will ensure she reaches Planet Caxia as fast as we can.”

Lord Moses turned to Thyra, “Sorry for the mishap, my lady. I will ensure you reach your destination without any hindrance.”

Thyra scoffed, “If hearing the name of one of Master’s guards made you this afraid, then wait till you meet my master.” Thyra walked away and headed to Yuying’s spaceship. “I will be waiting. Don’t waste my time.”

“Rest assured, my lady, you will be on your way within the next few minutes.”

Ten minutes later, Thyra was led away from Planet Nash by two combat spaceships. It was after they left that Lord Moses breathed a sigh of relief.

“That was a close call.” He sat down and poured himself a glass of the strongest wine.

“I hope Lady Unity doesn’t take offense to this, else my life is over.” A week later, Thyra arrived on Planet Caxia, where one of her sisters, the human Paragon guard, was waiting for her.