The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1805: Wrath Of The Asura Race (2)



Chapter 1805: Wrath Of The Asura Race (2)


“AAaaarrggggHHHH!”


A terrifying scream came from one side of the battlefield, sending chills down the spines of everyone.


Drakhar, who was unfortunate enough to have found himself besieged by Ophir, the Blood Scythe King, knelt on the ground, his left arm severed, right eye blinded, chest opened with a large cut, and blood covering his entire body.


He had returned to his humanoid form after just 5 minutes of enduring the deadliest of attacks from Ophir.


“P-please, spare me… Please,” he begged, looking at the approaching Primordial, the only Primordial of the Asura Race.


He knew with absolute certainty that winning against Ophir was impossible, so against his nature as an arrogant dragon, he started to plead.


“Oh, trust me, I would love to spare your life, but my hands are tired, so instead of begging me, it would be best if you begged my king instead,” Ophir spoke with a grin before stabbing his spear into Drakhar’s already injured eye.


“AaarrgghHHH!”


He screamed again, and this time, he managed to locate Klaus on the battlefield.


“Please, Paragon, spare my life,” he pleaded, but Ophir’s foot found his jaw before he could wonder if Klaus had heard his pleading.


The impact broke his jaw, sending him flying across the battlefield.


Klaus smirked, finding Ophir’s lack of emotion when it came to his enemies rather endearing. The Blood Scythe King was someone who lacked emotions whatsoever when it came to slaughter.


Most Asuras were like that since it made things easy for them. However, Ophir was very coldhearted in his dealings. He could go on a slaughtering spree, and throughout the battle, a pleasant smile would be seen on his face, almost as if he were playing with his opponents when, in fact, he was slaughtering them like they were bugs.


So he was in a good mood, torturing the patriarch of the Drakhar Ancient Family for his sins against the Paragon.


The other patriarchs could only watch such a humiliating spectacle with both fear and anger. Never in their wildest dreams did they expect they would find themselves in such a situation today.


In their minds, with just a tenth of their army, they would be able to stop the Paragon and prevent him from bringing back the deadliest race in the universe.


But they had failed so brutally, and now, they could only watch one of them get thrashed.


Matthew, after saving the warriors from the Tikkun Ancient Family, returned to the side of the five patriarchs and, with eyes filled with anger, said to his father and the other four…


“I am really disappointed in you five. During the Primordial Era, when you proposed abandoning the universe and saving your skins, I told you never to return to this universe, for you would become its enemies… You would become his enemy.


But clearly, after years spent cooped up in that miniature universe, you forgot the kind of person you had betrayed back then.” He sighed, looking at Klaus, who was smiling coldly at the scene of Ophir stomping on Drakhar’s face.


“He is a simple guy, something you losers seem to have overlooked. When I met first him, he was locked in battle against 7 Gods, his body littered with cuts, and for what? Just so he could save three slaves from some poor family he had no relations with.


Back then, I wouldn’t have batted an eye when I saw such slaves, for as they say, the strong rule all and so it was their destiny to serve their masters.


But he never did, and despite being only a True Immortal, he stood his ground and, in the end, with his life barely hanging by a thread, he saved them.


That was when I knew he wasn’t the monster you all made us believe. He truly loves this universe, and he was willing to die for it. Since that day, I have accepted becoming a weapon that will fight for him against anything, even you losers.”


Matthew shut his eyes and inhaled deeply.


“I am telling you this because today, I saved your people, not because I was soft-hearted. It was because I don’t want people with no authority to pay for your sins.


But that is the last time I will step in for you. As for what happens from now onwards, you have yourselves to fend for. And pray he doesn’t put you through what Drakhar is going through.”


With that, Matthew left the scene, knowing the longer he stood there, the closer he would be pushed to attacking his father.


He really hated Tikkun. From the way he treated Mark to the way he so easily abandoned the universe, he knew his father was a coward and a bad person.


So he just didn’t want to be close to him anymore.


After flying away, he arrived beside the remaining members of the Tikkun Ancient Family, and thanks to Asmodeus halting his attack against them and even helping them, only 25,000 of them had died, leaving 75,000.


The other ancient family warriors had also survived with fewer casualties.


“Listen up,” Matthew’s voice reached all of them, causing them to turn and look at him. “You all are warriors, decorated ones even. However, because of poor leadership, you have fallen on the bad side of the Paragon.


That was unfortunate on your part, but not irredeemable. Right now, the universe is threatened, and while none of you is at fault, if it falls, they will blame the ancient families, and that includes you all. So pick up your weapons and redeem yourselves through combat and slaughter.


Trust me, there is nothing better in this life than winning when everyone thinks you will lose.”


He pointed his sword at the horde of chaos beasts pouring out of the crack and charged forward. “On me!”


Thus, every last remaining warrior of the ancient families followed, running after the most decorated warrior of the ancient families.


“So he was the one who created the Heavens Court, huh?” Baka, the Blood General, asked, turning to face Klaus.


“Yes. He is one of the deadliest warriors I have met in my many lives.”


Baka smiled and nodded. All over the battlefield, the Asuras had unleashed their wrath, and the outcome was marked by the smell of blood in the air.


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