The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1423: Double Crossed

This is the first time Blood Sword has been injured this severely. In past battles, he always had the upper hand from the start.

However, in less than 30 seconds, he was bleeding from a large wound inflicted by Crimson Inferno’s Halberd. Obviously, that was both shocking and a bit humiliating for Blood Sword, who prided himself on being invincible.

So he counterattacked, unleashing the power of his [Chaotic Nirvana Flame] and the [Soul Fury Flame].

Nirvana and Fury both turned into their dragon forms, and just when Crimson Inferno lunged toward Klaus to finish him off since his first attack failed, he was blocked.

"Chaotic Breath"

"Soul-Eating Breath"

Orange and white flames exploded from their maws, bathing Crimson Inferno in their unholy radiance. He used the Halberd to block the attack, manifesting a shield around him.

However, when the attack landed on the shield, it shattered, causing the full force of the attacks from the two dragons to slam into his body, sending him skidding toward the ground.

"AaaarrgggHHHHH!" A soul-crushing, painful cry escaped his lips as his body slammed to the ground, creating a small crater.

The orange flame dealt severe burns to his body, while the white flames entered his soul, dealing the rest of the damage to his soul.

Before he could get up, they moved and started attacking him again...

Both Nirvana and Fury were pissed that the bastard injured their Papa like that. This made them go all out on his ass, making sure that in his next life, he would know better than to hurt their papa.

Up in the air, Klaus stood on Void’s back, her phoenix wings spread wide. He was healing extremely fast, but he knew he had to finish the bastard off before he caused any more trouble.

He ditched the sword and took out the bow. He knew that was the safest way to take out this threat without putting himself in any more danger.

He was aware that, indeed, this battle had the tendency to end him if he didn’t play his cards right.

Void screeched around and rose higher into the air...

"Keep circling around, dear."

"Okay, Daddy," she flapped her wings, and she started flying around.

Klaus pulled out a metallic arrow coated in thousands of runes. It was one of the many arrows Knox, his second soul body, had created for him just in case he found himself against someone he could not contend with in close combat.

During his second incarnation, he was known as the Divine Archer. Back then, the universe didn’t hate him, so he had the freedom to learn more things before the battle against the gods.

Thankfully, while he knew little to nothing about that life, his soul body still had some of his techniques. This allowed him to create these arrows.

The arrow was placed in the bow, and the string was pulled back. Suddenly, one of the tattoos on his arm glowed, and black flames poured out, augmenting the arrow in a spiral formation.

Since it was all hands on deck, it was only right that the Primordial Desolation Flame also join the chaos. So with the arrow ready and his aim locked, Klaus took a deep breath.

Thanks to Nirvana and Fury keeping Crimson Inferno busy, he had a direct shot to take him out. However, just when he was about to release the arrow, the space above cracked, and a man holding an S-class laser gun appeared and pressed the trigger.

"Die, you scum,"

Before Klaus could release the arrow, the beam locked onto him.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

Many shouted in the stands, watching as Klaus used the bow in his hand to block the beam. A transparent shield formed before him.

However, the beam blasted through it and sent him crashing down from Void’s back.

In a span of a second, Klaus was blasted away, his fate unknown.

Up in the air, the person who fired the shot took a device from his space ring and activated it, instantly causing the space around himself and the two combatants to be sealed off.

He landed on the ground and turned toward the VIP room where Lord Varkos and his five minions sat, their expressions filled with anger.

In moments like this, he was supposed to intervene and take out the person who dared to intrude in the battle between two criminals.

However, because he was paid by him, he remained seated and continued to watch. In his mind, Klaus had already perished.

There was just no way someone like him could withstand a direct attack from an S-class laser gun. Also, the fact that his flame spirits also ceased to exist the moment he was attacked showed he had died.

The man who happened to be the Executioner sent by the Warrior Tower waved his hand, and the smoke cleared, revealing Klaus’s body with a large hole through his chest.

He was still alive, but judging by how weakly he was breathing, everybody knew it was only a matter of time before he died.

All over, people kept wondering why Lord Varkos wasn’t doing anything. Some tried to rush to Klaus’s aid, but the shield was just too tough for them to break.

Even a few Immortal Emperors hidden in the crowd appeared and tried, but nothing happened.

Not even a dent appeared in it.

But, they knew Lord Varkos had his ways to easily break the shield.

However, he wasn’t even concerned with what was happening. He just remained seated, his expression calm.

The Executioner stopped before Klaus and crouched down. "Not so tough now, are we?" he asked, a smirk forming on his face.

"I expected you to be much more resilient than this. However, I guess you aren’t anything special after all," his ego seemed to grow as he looked at the light slowly die from Klaus’s eyes.

"W-Well played..." Klaus weakly spoke, his breathing coming in ragged and much weaker than before.

He managed to turn and look at Crimson Inferno, who was also on the ground, his body losing power by the second.

It appeared Nirvana and Fury had done a number on him. However, he was losing energy due to the effects of the Soul Ignition Pill.

The power buff was only temporary, so it seemed he was finally paying for it.

"You ruined his life, and for what, to kill me?"

"Of course. Your death will make many happy," the Executioner replied, enjoying the last few words before Klaus died for good.

"Very funny that a Supreme would stoop so low to come after someone like me. I wonder if what that brat said was indeed true," a weak smile formed on Klaus’s face as he asked, facing the Executioner directly...

"Is your big boss really that bad in bed..."

"Bastard," the Executioner grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.

A dagger appeared in his hand, and in one precise thrust, he stabbed it through Klaus’s heart, causing blood to pour from the corner of his lips.

"Hahahahahahaha...A loser boss sending a loser lackey to mess with a dragon," Klaus laughed out loud, blood pouring from both his mouth and chest.

However, as someone who was dying, he knew his words would travel far and wide, so he made sure the right ones were said...

"A wise man once said, death comes in many ways...sometimes, as a thief that loves to split his body to play with fools..."

The Executioner sensed danger; however, before he could move, two spears stabbed through his back, appearing through his chest.