The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Blue became happy after learning their next job would be to steal from Heaven’s Court.

The last time they stole from them was when he and Rhazor ventured into Heaven’s Garden, where some of the universe’s most potent herbs and treasures can be found.

They stole quite a lot, which prompted the Heaven’s Court to pursue them with almost everything they had. They came close to dying many times.

Thankfully, Rhazor was a powerful assassin back then, so with his help, they escaped most ambushes, making sure to keep their lives intact.

However, learning they would be doing it again - only that this time it would be from the Heavens Vault - a smile formed on his face.

”We will have so much fun,” he exclaimed, super happy.

Klaus shook his head but said nothing. He clearly found it funny that a bona fide Supreme would be this useless. Many Supremes would by now be looking for ways to improve themselves and perhaps even find ways to become Celestials.

But here was Blue, who had no ambitions whatsoever.

Klaus knew he was rather lazy when it came to cultivating or venturing into the unknown.

Before he entered the reincarnation cycle during his 5th incarnation, Blue was only an Early God.

Years later, he had become a Supreme. While that in itself can be considered a miracle, the mere fact that he had no ambition still baffled him.

Blue’s only happiness is conning others of their hard-earned wealth.

”So where do you plan on going next?” Klaus asked as a way to figure out his bro’s next plan.

”I have nowhere to be right now. So for the time being, how about I act as your bodyguard?”

”A Supreme bodyguard?” Klaus furrowed his brow. ”Are you that useless to the point that becoming the bodyguard of an Early-stage Immortal is the only way to give your life a purpose?”

”Yes,” Blue didn’t deny that.

With how the Heaven’s Court was always after him, he needed to lie low for a while, and being Klaus’s bodyguard would be fine.

”The only issue here is that the Heaven’s Court knows you are affiliated with the Paragon. So if they find you with me, naturally, they will assume I am the Paragon,” Klaus sighed.

”Already, I am on thin ice thanks to Supreme Elder Juo putting a target on my back. So if I were to be seen with a Supreme who was once close friends with the Paragon, they would come after me with everything they have.

I cannot allow that to happen. The mission I am on is more important than your happiness, Blue. So, better find something else to do because I won’t want your presence destroying what I am trying to build.”

”Ouch, you could have buttered that up a bit. Why be harsh when we have just reunited?” Blue laughed, but like always, he understood what Klaus said and knew he was right.

His being around someone already suspected of being the Paragon would raise many red flags. Of course, being forced to stay away from him now also pained him, but he would prioritize Klaus’s safety over his happiness.

”Fine, but I will stay till the tournament is over. I can sense some powerful beings waiting for you to win and leave this place so they can ambush and kill you.

I will handle them, but only after the tournament is over. I don’t want to alarm their employers.”

”That is good thinking. I will be in your care then.”

Blue became happy hearing that.

He, after several billion years, had again reunited with his best friend and brother, even if for just a few days. Klaus, of course, would spend some more time with him when the time is ripe.

Once the other persona, meant to be the Paragon, reveals his identity, they can spend more time together.

Perhaps they can even run some cons together.

After their talk, Klaus fell asleep. The next day, his third battle in the Blood Tournament would take place, and while he had no idea, working behind the scenes were people who sought to harm him.

These people came from the Warrior Tower with an offer so enticing that even Lord Varkos couldn’t help but be tempted.

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[Lord Varkos’s Private Meeting Room]

After Klaus’s powerful message travelled across the underworld, leading to the spies planted by the Warrior Tower being exposed, they became pissed.

The fact that in a span of a day, 120 great spies were exposed and over 40 had even perished made them very angry. Their anger, of course, was directed at Klaus, who was the engineer behind this revolution.

While they had no idea whether he was the one who posted the names and profiles of the spies, they knew it was because of his words that the uproar in the criminal underworld had occurred.

So they sent an executioner to handle him before it was too late.

However, when the executioner arrived, he didn’t immediately pursue him; instead, he went to see the one person whose authority could make or break the Blood Tournament.

”All I ask for is to pair him with Kael Ignivar, and I will handle the rest. Of course, for your troubles in agreeing to help us, we are willing to compensate you with 10 billion Heaven Crystals.

So what do you say? Are you willing to ally with the Heaven’s Court and gain the favour of a Supreme, or go against us and die like a lowly criminal?” an Immortal Emperor asked, extending his hand for a handshake.

In front of him was Lord Varkos, who wore a calm expression, but inside he burned with rage. He was an ambitious and prideful person. He built his organization with the mindset that it would one day reach its peak.

He had finally gotten that chance when his cartel had been selected to join the big leagues this time. Luckily for him, too, Klaus had proven time and time again that he was worthy to represent his cartel in the Underworld Slaughter Tournament.

However, from where he stood right now, it was either he would sacrifice Klaus and gain the favour of a Supreme, or he would go against them and end up dying before he could make his big break in the criminal underworld.

He took a deep breath and then accepted the handshake.

The Immortal Emperor smiled and transferred the funds to him. Afterward, he left, leaving Lord Varkos to his thoughts.

”I owe him nothing. So his life and death have nothing to do with me.” After saying that, he called one of his right-hand men and gave him an instruction.

”Make sure tomorrow, Blood Sword and Kael Ignivar will be matched.”

The subordinate became puzzled, but he nodded and left the room.

Lord Varkos sighed one last time and also left, unaware that whatever had just happened was listened to and recorded by a nosy system that sought to protect her master at all costs.

In a couple of days, after everything was said and done, the underworld would learn of Lord Varkos’s sins. Of course, before this news was made public, his life would be claimed by a new wild card whose name would soon break the balance of the universe.

The next day, Klaus returned to the arena without much resistance. No assassin came after him the night before, so he was only met with reporters who wanted some inside scoop from him.

Unfortunately for them, Klaus wasn’t in the mood.

A few minutes after he arrived, the next lineup was drawn for the next 16 battles, and he was paired with a lad named Kael Ignivar, just like how Icon said it would be.