The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

It took Klaus some time to finally manage to kill the last assassin. By then, Rory had also finished off her opponent and switched back to her Archer Class and started attacking the mercenaries from a distance.

Princess Evren had also taken Asmodeus’ advice to experiment with her mind attacks. With Number 10 protecting her, the minds of the mercenaries were being probed by her, causing many to falter in their steps, allowing the beasts to slaughter them.

This was a no-surrender battle, so unless one side completely annihilated the other, the battle wouldn’t come to an end.

But with how much advantage the beasts had found themselves in, thanks to Asmodeus sending some of his undead to their aid, it was only a matter of time before the battle came to an end.

Already, the dead beasts and mercenaries had risen and rejoined the battle.

Now, the moment a beast or human fell, Asmodeus’ power would bring them back to life, turning them into the undead.

Basically, with him around, the winner of this battle would not be the beasts or humans. The ultimate winner would be Asmodeus, whom Klaus called over for this exact purpose.

He wanted to bring Asha and Nadia too, but since they hadn’t arrived yet, it could be said that the formation hadn’t found an opening.

After Klaus finished off the assassins, he turned his focus to the corrupted warriors. Seeing Asmodeus had everything under control, he let out a sigh of relief.

He turned his attention back to the egg that was still glowing.

’Icon, how much longer?’

[Less than 15 minutes, master. You have to be ready for anything at this point.]

Klaus lifted his head and looked at his scythe, currently cocooned in a red shell.

’Hurry up, buddy. The climax is almost here.’

In the distance, a figure sat on a boulder, a whip lying on his lap, staring at a projection of a radar map. Beside him, a wolf at the demigod stage stood, its hungry eyes scanning their surroundings.

They sat in stunned silence for a few minutes, staring at a tablet-like device. On it, about 15 dots slowly moved toward the egg.

He sighed and smiled. ”Wolfy, looks like we have some competition coming toward the prize.”

The wolf let out a low howl, causing the man to smile weakly. His eye snapped toward Klaus, who had taken a seat on a stone 200 meters from the egg.

”How funny. To think a mere True Immortal thinks he can enter the race to claim the egg,” he scoffed, almost dismissing Klaus. However, when he saw Klaus look up at the red cocoon, his brow knitted.

”This weapon is dangerous,” he muttered, rubbing the wolf beside him.

”No need, the battle is beyond him, so we should focus on securing the asset first before attending to matters related to him.”

Unbeknownst to him, the 15 people he saw moving toward the egg also sensed the same danger, but like him, they chose to focus on the mission they had been sent to do.

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[10 minutes before the egg hatches]

*CRACK*

*WHOOSHHH*

A sudden chill traveled down the spines of everyone still alive when an intense blood qi spread all over the battlefield.

Many lifted their heads to look in the direction of a red scythe hovering midair with a single runic circle revolving around it.

The power emanating from it was so strong that the Immortal Lords present felt their backs break into a cold sweat, some even losing the will to continue the battle.

They all could tell that a single swing of this weapon was enough to end their pitiful lives. In fact, they all could feel their bodies tremble at the sight of this scythe.

Klaus flew toward his weapon and grabbed it with practical ease, the look of joy and happiness painting his face. His weapon had finally awakened its first seal, thereby awakening the weapon spirit slumbering inside it.

Within Klaus’s soul sea, a few weapons already had their weapon spirits. These weapon spirits were added and cultivated in the past. However, after he reincarnated, some fell into slumber, waiting for the day their master would awaken them.

Bloodwork had been awakened, and with it, Klaus was now ready to unleash his True Immortal stage strength in its full capacity.

”Welcome back, Bloodwork,” Klaus said, his left hand brushing the razor-sharp and rather jagged blade of his deadly scythe.

”Good to be back, master.”

Klaus’s grin widened.

During the era of the Paragon of War, this weapon came to him. Back then, it was black instead of red. However, a hundred years before he entered the cycle of reincarnation, its true nature awakened, becoming red.

Nobody saw him use a red scythe. So when it awakened again in this life, he knew he had to use it. He had wielded many legendary weapons in the past. However, Bloodwork is a one-of-a-kind.

Klaus waved his hand, and under the terrified gaze of everyone watching, the ten bodies of the immortals he had killed appeared.

He pointed his scythe forward, and like being sucked by a vacuum, the blood in all ten bodies was devoured, leaving dried bones covered in armor behind.

”Poor taste, but that would do for now,” Bloodwork said after devouring the blood of the ten immortal assassins.

”Relax, buddy. I have a feeling we will be making a bountiful harvest soon.” Just as Klaus said that, a figure was sent crashing into a mountain 2 km away.

The mountain crumbled, and the figure lay on the ground, his life hanging by a thread.

When people realized the person on the ground was one of the mercenary gods, their expressions darkened.

Crux landed 2 meters away from the near-death god, a whip crackling with lightning and surging with blood qi held firmly in her grip.

”This is where you die, bastard.”

Her hand moved, and the whip lashed through the air, landing on the mercenary god’s forehead. The pointed tip of the whip bore through the god’s head. Blood was sucked through the hole created and absorbed into Crux using her whip as a medium.

”A blood-type beast, I see,” Bloodwork said, admiring the lethality of Crux’s attack. Nobody expected her to actually manage to kill a god. But she did, and now, all eyes turned to her, some hidden ones poised for attack.

They couldn’t have such a person alive when the egg hatched.

However, just before they could move, Asmodeus appeared beside her, and after a brief chat, she vanished, leaving many wondering just where she had gone.

Klaus, who knew Crux couldn’t continue the battle, considering she had shattered all 12 Immortal Rings, had told Asmodeus to send her into his Undead space to recover.

Now the battles were starting to wrap up.

Lady Beyhos had knocked out True God Eric and, using Icon’s assistance, Klaus imprisoned him inside a weapon he planned on refining into a weapon spirit.

Kaz had also knocked out his opponent, and Icon did the same. As for the 24 demigods, thanks to Asmodeus’s interference, they were almost wiped out.

The corrupted warriors were also down to their last 300 warriors. The two demigods were barely holding on. However, they managed to kill 4 demigod beasts, so that was something.

It also means Asmodeus gained four more demigods from that battle alone.

Klaus knew the ending of today’s battle would be determined soon.

Just as he was about to issue a command to Lady Beyhos and the other gods under his command, the egg cracked, and all eyes turned in that direction.