The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 12: Fighting a Peak Ascended Human

Klaus stood with his sword firmly in his grip, his eyes locked on the direction the voice had come from. In an instant, a figure appeared, wielding a spear and radiating a menacing aura. The chilling cold that swept over Klaus made him shiver. He glared at the young man, who stood slightly over six feet tall.

The manʼs gaze flitted from Anna Ross to Klaus, and then to the body of the Tier 3 monster lying on the ground. Klausʼs sharp senses caught a flicker of fear in the manʼs otherwise icy expression when he saw the monsterʼs corpse.

”Slut, hand over the flower, and accept your death,” the man snarled, his voice dripping with hostility. ”Do you think you can just take something that belongs to my Guan Family?”

Anna Rossʼs voice was sweet but trembled slightly as she responded, ”Matin, donʼt push your luck. My team was the first to spot the flower. We fought an entire pack of wolves to get it. Why are you trying to steal it from us?”

The Nine Life Yin Flower was no ordinary flower. It was incredibly rare and highly coveted, especially among female Awakened individuals. The flower enriched their Yin essence, purified their bodies, and enhanced their beauty. For the wealthy, it could be mixed with Mountain Dew to boost the affinity of those with rare constitutions.

”Are you out of your mind?” Matinʼs voice grew louder, full of anger. ”That flower is meant for the Guan Family. Weʼve been tracking it for weeks. You have no right to it!”

Annaʼs eyes narrowed as she defended herself. ”Weʼve already earned it through our own struggles. Itʼs not like we just picked it up from the roadside. We fought hard to get it, and you canʼt just take it from us because you want it.”

Matin sneered, his anger evident. ”The Guan Family doesnʼt need to justify anything to you. Hand it over now, or face the consequences.”

Anna took a step back, her expression resolute. ”I wonʼt let you intimidate me into giving it up. The Nine Life Yin Flower belongs to my Ross Family. My team fought for it so donʼt even think you can have it just because you want.”

Klaus watched the exchange with a calm look on his face. But from what he was seeing, he could tell the young man was in the wrong. He saw how Anna Ross was struggling from the Wolf which means she took something from it. This alone shows the young man is just trying to rob her.

But he didnʼt say anything, he stood there looking at the two display their verbal conflict.

”Hahaha, which team are you talking about?” Matin laughed coldly. ”Those idiots all died at the hands of my team. The few who managed to escape are being hunted down as we speak. To be honest, you should just surrender and let me have my way with you. After that, I might consider letting you go.”

Annaʼs face paled, but she tried to maintain her composure. ”Youʼre a monster, Matin. How can you be so heartless? Those are people, you monster”

Klausʼs body shook, anger appearing in his eyes as he looked at Matin who had a perverted look on his face. Klaus didnʼt know why, but seeing that look made his own killing intent start to exude subconsciously.

”Consider yourself lucky that I havenʼt decided to deal with you myself,” Matin sneered. ”I could easily take both you and your precious flower by force. But Iʼm giving you a chance to avoid a more gruesome fate.”

Anna took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. ”Iʼd rather jump from a tall building into a pile of crap than let you lay your filthy hands on me.”

Matinʼs expression darkened upon hearing her response, but he didnʼt respond immediately. Instead, he turned his cold gaze toward Klaus. ”Brat, who do you think you are?”

Klaus didnʼt even glance at Matin. With a casual motion, he extended his hand and absorbed the monsterʼs corpse into his space ring. ”I am a Nobody,” Klaus replied dismissively.

Matinʼs face twisted with rage. ”Nobody? Do you dare speak to me like that? Youʼre nothing but a worthless trash. You think you can just brush me off?”

Klaus remained unmoved. He knew Martin was trying to provoke him, but he refused to take the bait. From how things appear, he is after the monsterʼs body too, but he underestimated Klausʼs greed for money, he wasnʼt about to let some ingrain take away his battle spoils.

Matinʼs temper flared, and his voice grew more threatening. ”Listen up, you little brat. I am the third heir of the Guan Family, a peak Ascended, you dare be arrogant in front of me

That monster body will be mine after I kill you two, well, after I kill you and take my price from her and then kill her” Matin smiles evily saying that.

Klaus finally turned to face Matin, his expression calm and resolute. ”If you want a fight, then bring it. But donʼt expect me to be swayed just because youʼre some arrogant heir from a powerful family. I, Klaus Hanson, wonʼt lower my head to anyone anymore. So if youʼre too quick to reincarnate, then come at me.”

Matinʼs eyes narrowed, his fury evident. ”Die, you nameless brat!”

With a roar, Matinʼs spear shot forward, its tip glinting dangerously. It seemed almost to appear directly in front of Klaus. But Klaus only smirked and sidestepped with ease. He had just boosted his Agility with the remaining 100 points, making Matinʼs attack seem slow and clumsy by comparison.

Klaus moved with calm precision, easily evading the spearʼs thrust. Matin was momentarily startled but quickly recovered, charging at him again. ”Die, scum!” he shouted, stabbing forward with renewed anger.

Once more, Klaus sidestepped, letting Matinʼs spear stab harmlessly into the air. The ease with which Klaus avoided the attacks seemed to fuel Matinʼs rage.

”You can stop and run off anytime you like,” Klaus said coldly. ”I still donʼt have a good standing, so I donʼt want to make unnecessary enemies. However, if you attack again, Iʼll draw my sword against you. Then weʼll become fated enemies—one will live, and one will die.”

Anna Ross, standing a few meters away, glanced at Klaus with a look of confusion. She held her staff against her head, clearly healing herself from the earlier battle.

Matinʼs anger boiled over. Ignoring Klausʼs warning, he charged again, his spear thrusting forward with deadly intent. ”Iʼm done listening to your nonsense! Prepare to die!”

Klausʼs smile turned cold and sinister. ”Very well. If you insist on this path, then letʼs see how well you fare against me.”

With that, Klaus drew his sword, the blade gleaming menacingly. The air seemed to crackle with tension as he prepared for the fight. Matinʼs eyes widened slightly, but his rage blinded him to any caution.

Klaus moved with swift, calculated precision, his speed and agility making him a blur to Matin. He dodged each of Matinʼs wild thrusts effortlessly, his own blade ready to strike at any moment.

Matinʼs attacks grew more frenzied, but Klaus remained composed, waiting for the perfect moment. He could see the desperation in Matinʼs movements, which only made the fight more predictable.

”Weak,” Klaus muttered dismissively as he parried a spear stab from Matin. His movements were precise and confident. With a swift kick, Klaus struck Matin in the stomach, sending him crashing backward into the ground.

Matin groaned in pain, struggling to push himself up. His anger and humiliation were evident as he glared at Klaus, trying to regain his composure. But Klausʼs face remained a mask of calm arrogance.

”Is that all youʼve got?” Klaus taunted, his voice dripping with disdain. ”I expected more from someone who claims to be so powerful. Maybe you should reconsider what you said.”

Matinʼs eyes burned with fury. He lunged again, his spear thrusting towards Klaus with renewed aggression. ”You think youʼre so tough? Iʼll show you just how wrong you are!”

Klaus sidestepped the attack effortlessly, a cruel smile playing on his lips. ”Oh, Iʼm not done yet. Iʼm just getting started.”

With a swift motion, Klaus spun around and delivered a series of precise strikes, each one aimed to test Matinʼs defenses and wear him down. The speed and grace of his attacks seemed almost effortless, a stark contrast to Matinʼs frantic, angry thrusts.

”Come on, show me what youʼve really got,” Klaus mocked, his voice cold and unfeeling. ”Or are you just going to flail around like a headless chicken?”

Matinʼs frustration grew with each missed attack, his face flushed with rage. He tried to launch another assault, but Klaus was always one step ahead. The spearʼs tips seemed to barely miss as Klaus moved with effortless agility, dodging and countering with ease.

”Youʼre quite the disappointment,” Klaus continued, his voice laced with a sinister edge. ”I thought an heir of the Guan Family would have more to offer. But it looks like youʼre just another overhyped fool.”

Matinʼs breathing grew ragged, and he was clearly struggling to keep up. The more Klaus taunted him, the more erratic his attacks became. It was clear to Klaus that Matin was losing control, and that only made the fight easier.

Anna Ross, who had been preparing to heal and possibly intervene, watched Klaus with growing astonishment. She could clearly see that Klaus was only a Level 5 Awakened, yet he was handling a Level 9 Ascended with what seemed like childʼs play. ”Who is this young man?” she muttered in disbelief, but there was no one around to answer her. She continued to watch, captivated by the display.

Matinʼs frustration was evident as he realized that all his attacks were being easily defended by Klaus. He was unable to land a hit or use any of his skills effectively. His anger boiled over, and he snapped, ”Just wait, scum. Iʼll hunt you down and your family and kill every last one of them”

He began to retreat, his pride wounded and his frustration clear. Klausʼs relentless defense and superior agility had taken a toll on him. Martin was ready to flee, knowing he had no chance against Klausʼs skill and speed.

”You shouldnʼt have said that,” Klausʼs voice grew cold, his eyes hardening. ”You see, I tend to get overly protective when it comes to my mother. Since you want to threaten her, you leave me no choice but to kill you. In your next life, keep your threats to yourself.”

As Klaus prepared to chase Matin down, a chilling voice cut through the air. ”Moon Slash.”

Matinʼs body went rigid, his breath catching in his throat. From a height of three meters, he watched in horror as his own headless body stood frozen in place.