The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Klaus never expected to find a way to gain the ability to tap into his bloodline power.

What he knew was that until his bloodline had reached a 100% awakening level, he could not directly tap into it.

After all, a person cannot have more than one bloodline. In ancient times, there were beings who wielded double bloodlines… some even three bloodlines. However, there is always one bloodline that trumps the others.

There can never be two or more powerful bloodlines in one body.

However, thanks to Klaus having the Nine Reincarnation Divine Body, he can wield more than one bloodline—ten to be exact.

The Nine Reincarnation Divine Body holds the nine bloodlines he had wielded in his past lives, and then his main bloodline will be wielded by his own body.

However, because his nine bloodlines are being wielded by his unique physique, he cannot tap into them until they are fully awakened.

In a way, the Nine Reincarnation Divine Body will only open for him when his bloodline is 100%.

This is also why he has nine lives, but if he were to die now, he would be dead for good.

However, thanks to Chaos, he had now opened the door to his bloodline power, causing the very heavens to tremble in fear.

When Klaus swallowed the pill, he felt the heavens attack his soul, which caused him to fall into an unconscious state for a while.

Thankfully, he is not easily killed, so he woke up just in time for when the danger had finally reached its peak.

COUGH COUGH

Klaus cough twice.

“Are you alright?” Klaus’ mom asked, standing guard even while her son was hidden in the most secure place on the battlefield—the pagoda.

Her hand brushed his hair and looked into his golden eyes.

Klaus smiled weakly and nodded, “I am fine, Mom. You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I can’t bring myself to not worry about you… You… you are my son.”

The smile on Klaus’s face widened, “I will be fine, Mom. In case you are not aware, I live and die on my own terms.”

Klaus stood up and planted a kiss on her forehead, “Don’t come out, Mom, stay inside and use the weapons only to fight.”

After saying that, he planted another kiss on her forehead before teleporting out.

The poor woman’s heart ached watching her son put on a brave face in order to make her feel good when, in fact, he was scared just like everyone else.

Losing so many warriors was eating away slowly at his heart and soul, yet he decided to keep fighting…

“He deserves better,” her eyes welled up…

“All he ever wanted was to live peacefully with his wives and friends, yet you won’t allow him to have that. He deserves better than this…”

Like any mother would, her tears started flowing. Pitiful enough, there was no one present to comfort her… so left in her own sorrow and anguish, she could only comfort herself.

Klaus saw all this when he appeared on the outside, yet he couldn’t bring himself to go back in. He had a mission to handle, which was to ensure his wife, Tifa, wasn’t swallowed by the incoming tide.

So he choose to focus on the battle first.

Klaus noticed Chaos had turned into a full dragon. ’He is no simple person… This is good. If he can handle the angel lady, the rest can be managed somehow.’

Klaus was already aware of the connection formed between Icon (Paragon System) and the sentient intelligent life that Icon calls Tower, belonging to Chaos, so he decided to ask Chaos for another favor.

’Icon, ask Chaos if he can take on that angel lady. She is a Level 8 Nirvana Stage. The one he had killed was only Level 2.’

⟪Okay, Master⟫

Asmodeus approached Klaus the moment he returned to the battlefield…

“How did it go?” Asmodeus asked, and Klaus gave him a nod…

“It went well. However, we have a problem.”

Klaus pointed at the green and blue portals and said:

“Tifa’s tribulation is here. But now we have 40 plus Monarchs and 14 Nirvana Stage warriors arriving on the battlefield. If I take on the tribulation, it means all this will have to be handled by you all and Chaos.”

Just when Klaus said that, he saw Chaos turn in his direction. Their gazes met and held firm for a few moments before the dragon gave him a nod, signaling he could handle the task…

Under Klaus’s watchful gaze, Chaos barbecued the angel warrior he had trapped inside his array, and then he took a nosedive at the Level 8 Nirvana Stage angel lady.

After taking the lady off the board, Klaus noticed three more Nirvana Stage warriors vanish. He immediately made Icon inform her pal Tower of this development.

Klaus wanted to wait for some feedback from Chaos when suddenly a voice he recognized all too well spoke, spreading far and wide.

“Looks like we weren’t too late.”

CRACK

The void cracked, and from within, a red, green, silver, brown, and black dragons emerged, each releasing the aura of a Monarch Stage warrior.

“Despair,” Klaus called out, and the Monarch of Despair turned and looked at him…

“Happy to see you are still breathing, Paragon. However, you seem to have found yourself in a pickle.”

“It seems so. After all, I am fighting against the heavens, so what do you expect?”

“Point made. Now, how about we take some load off your neck?”

“That will be great, Despair.” The Monarch of Despair and his pals nodded, and they lunged at five Nirvana Stage warriors, taking them off the board.

The five monarchs he sent away a few months back returned just when he needed all the help he could get.

“New or old friends?” Asmodeus asked.

“Old ones. I kidnapped them during the Primordial Era from the Doom Universe… We recently reconciled.” Klaus smiled, feeling like giving his blood to the five Doom Monarchs was the best move he had made thus far.

“We are down to five Monarchs…” Asmodeus said, but before Klaus could even make a move, his wives made the decision for him.

The triplets—Nova, Stella, and Astra—asked Jane to move them. In an instant, the three elementals surrounded an angel holding a staff. She was a mage like them, so they picked her.

The next second, Queenie also made her move, isolating another Nirvana Stage warrior.

Miriam also took action.

The angel she was battling was already hanging by a thread, so she dispatched him and then took another Nirvana Stage warrior off the board.

The last two were taken on by Skar (Klaus’s perfect warrior) and Nyxthar…

“Looks like you have nothing aside from the tribulation to worry about.” Asmodeus smiled and then moved away. Under Klaus’s watchful gaze, 25 Monarchs vanished from the battlefield alongside Asmodeus…

“So he had awakened the Realm of Evil, huh… But 25 Monarchs are too much even for him,” Klaus sighed again.

He was aware of where Asmodeus sent the 25 Monarchs. It was the Realm of Evil, a place only Asmodeus could access. Once inside, he could use his abilities to the max.

However, he was not sure if he alone could handle them, especially when almost all his undead were fighting actively in the realm of the living.

However, Klaus didn’t have time to think about that when, the next second, his wives—Anna and Lucy—did something even more life-threatening.