The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Klaus never expected Mr. Pickles to be called when 15 of the most dangerous opponents yet had arrived on the battlefield.

To him, Mr. Pickles was a harmless serpent with overpowered weapons in his arsenal. However, despite having overpowered weapons made by Klaus, he had yet to do anything that would place him at the level to handle 15 domain stage warriors.

Yet here he found himself staring at Mr. Pickles’ back as he flew toward the 15 new arrivals.

Klaus turned to his uncles, who seemed to know something, but they were intentionally doing their best to hide it from him.

He scoffed and then turned just in time to see Mr. Pickles come face-to-face with 15 people who were two realms ahead of him.

“I have never killed a human before, so why don’t you 15 surrender and make me keep my track record clean?” Mr. Pickles said, No weapon in hand.

The 15 domain stage warriors came to a stop when they heard him speak. For a moment, even Klaus was stunned.

’What is going on?’ he wondered, watching as the aura around the 15 domain stage warriors intensified. Seeing Mr. Pickles do nothing, Klaus felt he had everything under control.

“I guess this will be my first 15 kills then.” A revolver, Klaus recognized all too well, appeared in Mr. Pickles’ hands, causing him to turn to his uncle Ziggy, who gave him a wink and then pointed for him to watch.

Klaus’s mind was already covering Mr. Pickles; however, he turned to use his eyes to see what his uncles and his childhood pet snake had schemed.

However, when it finally happened and he saw it, his eyes widened in surprise.

“Let’s take a ride, shall we?”

Instead of shooting at them, when Mr. Pickles fired his bullet, he pointed up in the air, and for a moment, nothing happened. However, the next second, space cracked, and a wormhole was created with a powerful sucking force.

The 15 domain stage warriors had no time to move before they were sucked in.

Mr. Pickles turned to Klaus and gave him a wink before he also jumped in, and the wormhole closed.

“Answers,” Klaus asked his uncles, who grinned and decided to come clean.

“It turns out Mr. Pickles is quite impressive, more than you gave him credit for,” Uncle Ziggy said. “He has a unique gunslinger class that allows him to harness the power of space and dimension.

He has some connection to the law of space for now, but his major strength comes in the form of the law of dimension.

The bullet he fired just now was formed from his law of dimension. When sucked in, they will be taken to a unique dimension where Mr. Pickles will have dominion over them.”

“Is he going to be okay with 15 domain stage warriors in there?” Klaus asked, a little worried.

Uncle Jojo, the gauntlet user, smiled. “The hard part is sending them into the dimension. As long as they are caught off guard and transported there, there is a 100% chance they will never return alive.”

As if to prove their words, space cracked, and Mr. Pickles walked out wearing a smile on his face. However, Klaus could tell he was tired.

Killing 15 domain stage warriors while only at the Ascension stage wasn’t something small. Thankfully, the Sylvan healers were on standby to heal him.

“That was unexpected, Mr. Pickles,” Klaus said, and his friend smiled at him.

“Thanks to your blood, I was able to awaken a very powerful class. Now, when the next set of targets comes, let me handle them.”

Klaus only smiled and nodded. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t happy for Mr. Pickles. However, he wasn’t about to place him in harm’s way by allowing him to handle monsters when just one attack from them could end his life.

Klaus turned to his uncles and gave them a new command.

“Handle only the domain stage warriors. They are our targets now since they pose the most threat.”

They nodded and moved.

Uncle Mark, who was the shield bearer in the five-man team, took charge. His shield, which was meant for defense, moved through the air, knocking a domain stage Kathorian warrior back.

The moment the force slammed into his body, Klaus saw the gravity around the target increase. His understanding of the law of gravity was still in its early stages, but he was able to discern a few things that broadened his understanding further.

Klaus watched as the Kathorian warrior was brought to his knees, overwhelmed by the pressure from Uncle Mark’s Domain of Aegis Dominion, which had been exerted on his opponent.

“Interesting. Looks like Uncle Mark’s Domain not only amplifies the metal around him, but it also strengthens his shield by taking additional support from the metal element in the air,” Klaus said, a hint of comprehension appearing on his face.

“That is the beauty of metal users. They have a natural affinity for both metals and gravity. If they learn to harness the law of both, then one day, I am sure it will take great, overwhelming attacks even to scratch them,” Lord Trench said, and Klaus couldn’t help but nod to his words.

The domain stage Kathorian warrior was crushed under the sheer weight of the metal element and gravity.

Meanwhile, as Uncle James moved, thousands of flaming boomerangs spread across the battlefield, killing Nether stage warriors and below to draw the attention of the domain stage warriors.

In no time, three domain stage warriors noticed him and rushed in to kill him.

One of them vanished in transit. He appeared in space where a white beam vaporized him. Klaus’s mom handled him using the Moon Gaze.

The other two were able to close in on Uncle James.

However, before they could get closer to strike range, Uncle James pulled two boomerangs strapped to his back and moved so fast that one of the domain stage Kathorians didn’t realize he was right in front of him.

Luckily for him, his teammate was fast to attack and intercept Uncle James. He attacked Uncle James with deadly force.

However, before he could have a breather, Uncle James moved his right hand, cutting an opening into the void.

The attack vanished into it.

He kicked with his right leg, and the Kathorian warrior was slammed into the ground, creating a crater.

“Colossal Shield Descent!”

Uncle James moved to his left and blocked the sword of the second Kathorian warrior. On the ground, a large shield landed on the domain stage warrior whose domain was useless against Uncle Mark’s shield.

“Idiots, you have not seen anything yet,” Uncle Mark said as he killed Uncle James’ target.

He smirked, and his shield rose to intercept a beam fired from a Neburian warrior.

He was pushed back a few steps when he took in the sight of the beam.

Uncle James turned and looked at the domain stage Neburian before turning away to handle a new target that was closing in on him, having so far killed over 700 Nether stage warriors, earning the label of a “Major Threat.”

Up in the air, Uncle Ziggy gave the domain stage warrior who fired the beam a look, and then his revolver hummed, forming a lightning bullet.