The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

[Planet Vorath – Young Master Cyran’s POV]

Cyran is just a level 4 Core Formation stage warrior; however, in all of Planet Vorath, he is not someone to be messed with. Even Immortals don’t dare offend him.

The reason why even Immortals had to respect him was because of the power behind him.

Planet Vorath is a bandit-dominated planet. It is several times bigger and extremely dangerous. Only the brave and bold dare Venture there.

On this planet, there are three bandit groups, each headed by a demigod.

Cyran’s father is one of said demigods and the leader of the Single Bone Bandit group.

Because of this, Cyran can easily do anything he wants and get away with it thanks to his father’s influence.

A couple of weeks back, Cyran received word that an item he needed to strengthen his body had appeared on a planet called Hrythen.

He quickly left with four core formation guards to go secure it before somebody else did.

Of course, leaving Planet Vorath means his influence will be limited. Even so, as the son of a demigod, even if he is on another planet, as long as his father is still alive, he can raise his shoulders.

So when he finally located the Blood Heart Flower, a treasure said to be vital when it comes to body tempering, he went all out, bidding 4 billion Universe coins for it.

Unfortunately for him, two ladies—a fox and an elf—were also after the flower, and they had a lot of money, so despite his influence and threats, they bought it at three times his bid.

This action enraged Cyran to the point that he ordered his three Core Formation guards to kill the ladies.

However, he was shocked when the ladies pulled five Core Formations and an Empyrean out of thin air.

Seeing this, he left in embarrassment, vowing to make them pay.

Once he was back in his domain, he put together his personal strike force and ordered them to locate the ladies and kill them at all costs.

Right now, Cyran sat in a majestic throne-like chair, three naked Ice Humans whose beauty is unlike anything mortals could comprehend fed him fruits and played with him.

Every few minutes, he checked his phone to see if an important message had arrived. However, even after an hour, no message came.

“What is taking them so long?” he muttered, gritting his teeth as he looked at his phone again.

The three Ice Ladies looked at each other, shuddering lightly.

Seeing their young master angry is a disaster to them, so they could only wish that nothing bad happens.

Suddenly, a chime came from his phone, prompting him to look at the message that had appeared. When he saw the name of the sender, a smile appeared on his face.

The next second, however, his expression turned pale.

Looking at the content of the message he was sent, the poor young master couldn’t wrap his mind around it.

Headless, mutilated bodies of his men lay bare, floating in space. What was even more shocking was the third image— that of the burnt yet recognizable body of one of his Immortals.

As he flipped through, he saw more gory sights, causing his back to break into several cold sweats. Eventually, his gaze landed on a red symbol.

The moment he saw this, his expression changed.

At once, his eyes turned dull and then glowed red before returning to their usual self.

Then, as if he had been possessed, he stood up and walked out of the room, leaving the three ladies to wonder what had come over their young master.

Cyran walked toward a large building where thousands of bandits could be seen training. Most of them were Empyreans, with a couple of hundred Immortals.

When Cyran entered the building, most of them moved toward him, looking to curry favor with him. After all, the closer they got to him, the greater the chance of ranking up and getting more benefits.

Cyran walked to a large area and stopped. By then, he was surrounded by thousands of bandits, each calling his name like he was some savior.

After a while and more people joining, Cyran took a deep breath and spoke in a tone that many inside the building clearly heard.

“Tell the heavens the Asura still lives.”

With that, his level 4 Core Formation cultivation flared, and his core exploded, consuming everyone in a devastating flame—the kind that consumed both the body and soul.

Screams of pain escaped thousands of mouths, yet the fire spread far and wide. But by the time the fire receded, thousands had died, their bodies vanished into thin air.

Thousands of burnt bodies lay scattered everywhere. Those who survived but with life-threatening injuries could only lie on the ground, groaning, the pain reaching their fragile hearts.

In just a single afternoon, the mighty Single Bone Bandit group was reduced to a pitiful state simply because a useless son dared threaten the sisters of an Asura.

—

Queenie opened her red eyes, releasing a wave of bloodthirsty, smoky energy.

She was seated on an asteroid, surrounded by her sisters who seemed to have channeled their energies into her body.

“Is it done?” Asha asked, looking pale.

“He is dead, alongside thousands of mortals and a few dozen Immortals,” Queenie replied, also taking a deep breath.

“Then the mission is a success.” Lucy stood up and waved her hand, causing a beautiful green forest to grow around her and her sisters.

Everyone felt their energy returning rapidly.

“I now understand why Yuying said the Asura are dangerous.” Thyra gave Queenie a look and then smiled. “Killing someone from a mere symbol is not something natural.”

Queenie smiled and stared at her sisters before speaking. “That is just the tip of the iceberg. The heavens hate Asura for a reason. We are beings that have millions of ways to kill.

Using the Blood Possession Seal to kill that bastard is the least impressive thing I can do. Once I recover my true strength, you ladies will get a front-row seat to watching what an Asura is capable of.”

The ladies looked at Queenie and smiled.

She had just killed thousands, and in a way, she announced the comeback of the Asura. Naturally, that was also an insult to the heavens since they boldly announced to the universe that the Asura were no more.

They claimed they had killed them all and completely wiped out all traces of them. So one appearing just when the universe seemed to be under their control was an insult and a challenge.

It was a clear defiance against Heaven’s Court.

Just this one defiance would create so much chaos that the heavens were not prepared for it.

“Let’s go. Now that we have killed the bastard, it will only be a matter of time before it is linked back to Nadia and Yuying. Of course, that is the plan, but the faster we leave, the better.”

Nari said, and her sisters nodded.

They wanted to pick a fight with bandits simply because the demigod had messed with Unity. Naturally, the quiet Unity didn’t want to go for revenge, but after her sisters convinced her that revenge is good for the soul, she agreed.

So, without Klaus even being aware, his wives had already picked a fight with a demigod.

When he finds out, he will probably claw his eyes out.

They teleported back to Earth in the blink of an eye.