The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1251: The Storm Siren

Deep inside, Klaus felt bad for Seraya. What happened to her shouldn’t have happened to anyone. Although the universe is vast and terrifying, there is something called consent. Of course, many -mostly the wealthy and powerful- take it for granted.

Before one can have any sexual interaction with anyone, they must have their consent. So the moment that was taken out of the picture, it became a crime that shouldn’t be forgiven.

Seraya is an orphan.

She was recruited into the Skyblade Order just when she turned 16 due to her overwhelming talent in the path of lightning. Her affinity was on another level.

However, despite her overwhelming talent, she had no backing whatsoever to fight against the council elder who tried to force himself on her.

If she had reported him, the one who would be in trouble wouldn’t be the elder, but her.

Naturally, she stood no chance against someone that powerful.

So she did the only thing she could do…she used her own two hands to kill her enemy.

And she managed to escape.

Considering how dangerous the universe is, she can be considered lucky.

However, instead of making a life for herself, she chose to destroy others’ lives.

Though her situation was unfortunate, the moment she chose to harm the innocent, all forms of sympathy anyone would have for her were replaced by hatred.

She went too deep into the dark, and that was her only mistake.

Now, standing with her short swords in her firm grip, lightning dancing all over her body, Klaus could tell she wanted him dead, which in a way is understandable… this is a deathmatch after all.

However, as he looked into her eyes, he saw no shred of sympathy in them.

Klaus was a killer, he is a killer, and he will forever be a killer… He had killed his fair share of scums, so he understood perfectly well what killing can do to a person.

He himself went down the rabbit hole in his 7th incarnation, nearly getting lost in the thrill of murder.

So he understood all too well what killing had done to Seraya.

Looking at her right now, he can tell she has long since let go of her humanity and embraced the dark. She had no sympathy left in her.

‘So sad. For a person to fall this deep, they must have really harboured so much hatred. Really sad…’

[The master is right. However, she chose to become a killer, so she can only pay for her sins. However, I managed to create a profile on the council elders who had caused many young girls like her to flee for their lives.

Many werent fortunate like she was. We can handle them later since most of them are now Immortal Kings and above.]

Klaus nodded and then extended his hand, and a large red bow appeared in his hand. It is the Flame Eater Bow, a weapon gifted to him by a merchant he helped during his 4th incarnation.

Although he never used it before, since he was an Ice user back then, he can now harness its true potential because he has the Fire Element in this life.

The orb appeared, but this time, before the battle began, a voice spoke from it.

“The winner should be determined within an hour. If not, both will be disqualified and slave bound to the Black Tempest Cartel for 200 years.”

Klaus raised his brow, hearing what the robot said. However, since he can’t ask questions now, he let it slide and waited for the light to turn green.

The moment it turned green, Seraya vanished, leaving only a trail of lightning in her wake.

In an instant, she arrived before Klaus, stabbing her short sword at his chest while the other aimed for a swing at his neck.

Klaus burst into flames and quickly activated a skill that, at the moment, could save him or give him enough time to move.

“Intangible Me”

The short sword stab at his chest went through, and his neck was severed; however, his head remained intact on his body. Instead of dying, Klaus took a step forward, and his body passed through Seraya’s body.

The force from her stabbing attack even pulled her forward, and the swing nearly swept her off her feet. However, she stabilised her body and narrowed her beautiful blue eyes at Klaus.

The skill he used made his body intangible for a moment. In that state, not even a soul blade could have hurt him.

However, while he seemed to have survived that fatal attack, Klaus had a reality check.

‘Damn, that was close. If I had been half a second too slow, my head would have been rolling on the ground by now.’

[The master is now fighting a Real Immortal. Although she is only a Low-level Real Immortal, the master should be careful.]

‘That I will.’

Seraya moved again, but this time, Klaus was a step ahead. He stepped back, moving 200 meters in an instant. Then a large flame arrow exploded out of his bow, aiming for Seraya’s chest.

She threw one of her swords, which met the arrow in a deafening explosion of lightning and fire.

The shockwave pushed Klaus back. However, while midair, a crackling circle formed, and a beam of lightning exploded out, striking him on the chest.

He used the bow to take on some of the damage, but he was forced to the ground, slamming with a loud thud. This crash caused him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

However, instead of panicking, Klaus seems even more pumped for the battle. He also noticed something unsettling, though in his eyes, it was fun.

‘That didn’t contain Lightning Law or Immortal qi.’ He thought inwardly.

[Yes, master. It seems she is holding back.] Icon replied, causing Klaus to furrow his brow. The mist from the explosion and the dust produced from his body slamming into the ground reduced visibility.

But that isn’t an issue for two warriors of their calibre. Klaus didn’t need his eyes to see what was coming, and Seraya most certainly didn’t mind.

Klaus spat a mouthful of blood and looked up and asked inwardly, ‘But how much is she holding back?’

‘Oh, this is going to be so much fun.’

[Freak] Icon said, and Klaus smiled.

Just then, Klaus sensed Seraya burst forward again.

This time, her entire body blurred into a streak of violent blue lightning, taking her speed to another level. Klaus calculated that her speed is at least 3.5 times faster now.

Not that he expected anything less. He had just survived two deadly attacks and even managed to counter with a deadly arrow of his own.

She is not looking down on Klaus like Korvath did.

Klaus barely lifted his bow when she appeared above him, her remaining sword descending in a clean arc meant to split him from head to waist.

Klaus twisted aside, flames erupting beneath his feet as he shot backward, barely evading the deadly assault. Even then, the sword grazed his cheek, carving a thin line of blood.

The blood sizzled and evaporated. Klaus moved back. However, in that very moment, the sound of sweet voices entered his head, causing him to smirk.

‘Daddy, do you need help?’

‘Yes, Daddy, we want to fight.’

The four flame tattoos on his left arm lit up as if telling him they want to fight.