The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

In an instant, 10 Monarchs, 25 Death Stage, and 100 Life Stage warriors vanished into Anna’s Ice Age Domain. Tess alongside four Sylvan healers also vanish with them.

However, Klaus couldn’t help panicking.

RUMBLE

His focus, however, was turned toward what he himself was about to face. Up in the air, the tribulation cloud was almost formed. The dreadful feeling a mortal feels under the aura of an immortal was what fell on him.

Klaus turned and looked at Tifa, who was staring back at him, the look of worry visible in her eyes.

Klaus smiled and reassured her, “I will not let anything happen to you. I promise.”

Tifa nodded, but she couldn’t help worrying about Klaus instead. “Just don’t risk your own life, Klaus. If you can’t handle it, just let me die…”

Klaus teleported and appeared beside her, “I will not let the heavens take you from me, so fear not. I will survive, and when all of this is over, find a way to thank me properly.”

Klaus moved close and hugged her, his hands firmly squeezing her butt, washing away the worry and replacing it with a blush.

“You are not in the right mindset, so fight only the Life Stage and Death Stage warriors. I want you alive when all this is over.”

Tifa nodded and kissed the Paragon.

The next second however, a mocking laughter came from the cloud…

“How romantic…” Klaus turned his gaze toward the tribulation cloud and spotted a lone figure—an elf—appearing from the cloud wearing a mocking expression.

The moment Tifa sensed the figure’s aura, she grabbed Klaus’s hand as if telling him not to go.

However, Klaus stood calm, his expression neutral, almost as if he didn’t care that he was staring at a Peak Nirvana Stage warrior.

“How disappointing. To think the heavens actually sent a single long ear to come take the life of my wife… very disappointing,” Klaus chuckled after saying that.

But a moment later, his expression changed from neutral to grim…

“Who said they sent only one?” Through the cloud, a demi-lion holding a crescent-shaped blade weapon, an orc wielding an axe, an ice demon holding two spears, a demi-dragon wearing a clawed gauntlet, a supreme human holding a sword while two were strapped behind her, and a masked figure also holding a sword appeared, bringing with them so much pressure.

“If you want something done right, you send more capable people to do it.

The heavens sent us, and aside from killing you, we will wait long enough for you to watch everything you care about burn down to the ground,” the demi-dragon spoke, his arrogant look mocking Klaus.

“Too bad we can’t join this battle… I would have loved to kill my fair share of humans,” the orc spoke, a large axe resting on his shoulder.

“Killing Paragon sympathizers is always fun. I would have enjoyed slaughtering this bunch,” the ice demon also spoke, making sure his gaze lingered on Tifa…

Klaus, who had never had a tribulation like this—not in this life or the past—didn’t even know what to say to this.

“They are just like me, Heaven Executioners… However, if there are seven of them, then one of them will be their leader. However…” Tifa shuddered, saying that.

Klaus held her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. He could tell Tifa wanted to say something, but she was too scared to say it…

“Don’t pay attention to them, Tifa; they are bugs before me,” Klaus said, a small reassuring smile on his face. Tifa nodded, though her body kept shaking.

“Whenever a team of Heaven Executioners moves, there is a leader, and the leader is always one realm stronger than the others.

However, the heavens disguise them, giving them the same cultivation base as the rest.”

Tifa held on to Klaus tightly, “You have to be careful, Klaus… They are dangerous.”

“I know. But fear not, they are nothing before me.”

Klaus turned and looked at the seven people in the air and smirked, “Get far from here, Tifa. Go help your sisters; I will handle them.”

Tifa didn’t want to leave, but knowing Klaus wouldn’t accept having her in this battle, she nodded. Jane did the moving for her… She moved her far from Klaus’s location.

After Klaus made sure she was truly gone, he turned and looked at the seven Heaven Executioners…

“Who among you is the Heaven’s Adjudicator?” Klaus asked, scanning the faces of the seven people… Well, one was wearing a mask, so he had no idea how he or she looked.

For some reason, Klaus was leaning more toward a ’she.’

“No answer, huh.” Klaus scoffed, “That is to be expected from cowards.”

A scroll appeared in Klaus’s hand, and he threw it at the seven. The dragon caught it and, after a few hesitations, unfurled it…

“WHAT!”

His expression turned dark when he saw the content in the scroll.

The others moved close and looked at the content only for their expressions to change too…

“What is the meaning of this?” the elf asked, his expression twisted…

“What do you expect… The heavens broke the rules sending seven Heaven Executioners to kill someone who had already died and reincarnated. The rules of reincarnation transcend karma, at least for non-Paragons.

The last time I remember, the heavens broke the rules by coming after me and all those in my life, so I will also break the rules this time and make sure one day, the heavens will cry blood.”

Klaus formed a hand seal and started muttering some words.

“Stop him!” the masked figure commanded, revealing herself as the leader and a female.

The orc lunged at Klaus with his axe raised high. Klaus saw him move, but he didn’t move. In fact, he remained relaxed, muttering the strange chants.

“Overhead Strike!”

The orc shouted, his voice shaking the very ground beneath Klaus’s feet. He slashed his axe, channeling so much energy into it.

The other six Heaven Executioners backed away, knowing the aftermath of the strike would create a devastating shockwave.

However, just when the axe was a meter from cutting Klaus in half, a grin appeared on his face…

“Death Chosen.”

“STOP!”

The masked figure who heard what Klaus said shouted; however, the orc was already in motion, so there was nothing he could do.

A bone tattoo appeared on Klaus’s forehead, and then he raised his hand and caught the axe between his fingers.

There was no shockwave, no blood, nor even a grunt.

Klaus caught the axe and then muttered coldly at the orc…

“Thanks for your sacrifice.” Klaus’s left hand moved and drove through the orc’s chest. He grabbed his heart, and then with a swift pull, a beating heart was pulled out.

“NOOOOOO!”

The six remaining shouted and lunged at Klaus. However, it was already too late… Klaus clenched the heart, and a long black sword appeared in his hand.

“Domain of Death.”

Klaus moved, and the domain that suppressed all healing abilities opened. The moment it spread and trap all six remaining Heaven Executioners, a smile appeared on his face.

Klaus never expected to gain access to all his awakened bloodlines.

When he was taking the pill that Chaos gave him, only his Vampire Monarch bloodline was active. However, when he woke up, he found out all three bloodlines were affected by the pill.

This meant his unknown bloodline, which he had initially thought was only good for illusions and poison, finally showed its true nature.