The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

After spending a few minutes letting out his frustration on some things that could have made Star Wars more interesting and enjoyable, Klaus chose to bring his complaints to a rest.

It had already happened, so there was nothing he could do about it.

”It is better to send you five away now, since anything can happen,” Klaus said, and Ophelia nodded. She wouldn’t argue and say she wants to fight.

Deep down, she knew that would just be her being shameless. There is no way she and her guards can do anything about what is coming.

Klaus retrieved the Demon Bead and activated it. It released a wave of soul energy, and then a portal formed inside the spaceship.

”Once everything is over, I will release you. But for now, chill and relax.” After thanking him for the help he had rendered thus far, they entered the bed, and Klaus stored it away.

He then turned to his next objective, which was to prepare for what was coming.

He knew he alone wouldn’t be enough to handle the storm coming, so he started reaching out to people who could play a huge role in the upcoming battle.

The first were his nine soul bodies, who had already started working on some stuff. Efad even said that if his experiment succeeds, then Klaus would be able to face Blood Shadow on somewhat level ground.

The first person he reached out to was Maud, who was en route to Planet Virel with Niva. She was busy styling a gothic dress for her fashion designer friend when Klaus’s voice entered her head.

”Maud, dear, did you miss me?”

She paused her design and took a deep sigh. However, she didn’t give him a reply.

Though deep in her dead heart, she missed him. Klaus is just too intrusive in other people’s business to the point that avoiding him is impossible.

”I know you miss me, but you are too shy to say it,” Klaus said.

Of course, he came to his own conclusion, and without waiting for Maud to deny anything—not that she would—he went ahead and said what he had contacted her to say.

”So it turns out I have invoked the wrath of an Immortal Lord, and as petty as she is, she decided to come after me. I mean, who even comes after a mortal simply because he killed ten of her minions?

Now, I must either retreat back to Earth and let the heat die down before coming back, or face her in a losing battle and hope I survive long enough for help to arrive.

I could go for the former, but unfortunately, I happen to have five deadweights with me who wouldn’t be welcome on Earth, and I also cannot abandon them simply because I am a better person; so, I can only go for the latter.

However, I think we both know I am in no way ready to face an Immortal Lord. As awesome and handsome as I may be, a True Immortal with less than three Immortal Rings—that’s where I draw the line.

So that is why I am contacting you. I will need you to open a channel between the Death Realm and me for at least five minutes. Can you do that?”

Maud showed no reaction, as she had planned not to let Niva know she was talking to Klaus... Her face is also covered, so despite frowning, Niva saw nothing.

”Wouldn’t it be more efficient if I came and merged with you?” Maud asked, but Klaus rejected that plan without any delay.

”Nope. We both know using that move drains you completely. The last time we tried that, I wasn’t even a Monarch, but it took a toll on you. Now, I am a Peak Empyrean, so you can only imagine.

For now, until I start taking the 25 Cycles of Death Trial, I wouldn’t let you merge with me for more than a minute. This time around, I need five minutes, which is more than you can handle.

That is why I ask for the Death Channel. Can you do that?”

Maud waited for a moment before she responded, ”Of course I can do that, Lord Klaus. However, you have to know, if I am not merged with you and you were to die, you would be forced to enter the 25 Cycles of Death Trial, and I think we both know you are not prepared for that.”

Klaus smiled. ”Yeah, I know that, and I do not plan on dying. My wives are still in seclusion, so I do not want to give them any more surprises.”

Maud smirked and answered, ”Of course I know that. But just in case you feel like dying, summon me so I can merge with you.”

”I will, Maud. Just be ready to open the channel for me.” Klaus didn’t want to worry her too much, so he cut his demands short.

”I will, Lord Klaus.” She paused for a moment and then added, ”Be sure to give her hell.”

”You know me, I will.”

In truth, he has some aces under his sleeve he hasn’t used yet, so Maud is merely a backup plan just in case things go wild. Klaus wasn’t planning to fight a fair battle after all.

It’s ironic considering he would be fighting someone seven realms above him. However, Klaus plans to fight a dirty battle.

He only has to survive long enough for help to come. This means these few minutes had to be fought on uneven ground.

His scheming and plotting abilities had transcended beyond mortal comprehension through the many lives he had lived after all.

He killed gods when he was far weaker, so this is just another obstacle to plan and conquer. With the right plans and some scheming, he would be able to hold Blood Shadow back.

He later asked his Beast Legion to be on standby for anything. He would need their strength when it came down to it. Although most of them are in seclusion, the ones free would be enough for what he has in mind.

After a few more preparations, Klaus spent the next hour reviewing some impossible battles he fought back in his fourth and seventh incarnations.

He needs every last bit of information to plan this one. Thankfully, he had many such battles to choose from, so he spent a great deal reviewing them.

Eventually, the day to meet his doom came. Icon picked up on Blood Shadows approaching when she was ten minutes out.

Klaus decided to stop and wait for her, since outrunning her is just impossible. She is in an SS-class spaceship. There was no way in hell his S-class spaceship could match hers.

So Klaus came out of warp and stored the spaceship away. He sat down in a lotus posture, his eyes closed. Bloodwork hovered beside him like a guard, oozing blood qi.

Ten minutes later, a sleek grey spaceship appeared 20 km away from his location. It stopped and remained there for a few seconds before a slender lady clad in assassin wear, with half her face covered in a mask, stepped out.

The moment she stepped out, the space beneath her foot cracked, and with every step she took, the same spiderweb crack appeared.

She quickly took a long step and was standing 300 meters from Klaus...

The bastard opened his eyes slowly, a calm smile on his face, and spoke... ”The Mad Titan ones said...”