The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 213: Chaotic Battle

"Die, you big dumb idiot!" Klaus cursed, stabbing his spear at the Blood Prince. The creature snarled, raising its clawed hand to block the attack. Sparks flew as steel met bone, the Prince's grotesque claws barely managing to fend off the blow.

"You will die, bastard," the Blood Prince growled, its voice dripping with venom. "I'll tear you apart. I'll kill you by cutting you piece by piece"

Klaus gritted his teeth, pushing harder against the Prince's defense. His arms burned with effort, but he didn't falter. "Not if I kill you first."

Klaus wasn't concerned by the fact that the Zombie just spoke. He knew they could talk, but right now, that demonic tone didn't faze him. His mind was drowning in anger, clouded by nothing but the burning hunger to kill the Zombies. And then kill some more.

"Idiot, why are you running?!" Klaus roared like a madman, charging forward with his spear aimed at the head of one of the winged Zombies. His muscles tensed as he closed in for the kill.

But just before his spear could pierce its skull, he abruptly stopped. "Moon Slash!" he yelled, swinging the spear back with precision, unleashing a crescent-shaped arc of ice toward another Zombie rushing in from the side.

"Metal Claws!" the Zombie bellowed, slashing its claws forward. A massive spectral claw ripped through the air, colliding with Klaus's ice arc. The impact was devastating, and the two attacks exploded in a flash of light and ice. The shockwave hit Klaus hard, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Die, bitch!" Klaus screamed in anger. He slashed his spear forward unleashing another ice arc, but the spike mace wielder blocked the attack giving the other two enough time to launch their own attack.

Red light shot from the eyes of one and a huge claw made of metallic bones tore from the other aimed at Klaus. Klaus's eyes narrowed as he stabbed his spear forward blocking the claw but he was struck on the side by the laser beam. He could have defended using the bell, but that would be setting the blood queen free.

"I am not afraid," Klaus muttered, though fear crept into his mind and heart as he rose from the ground once again. The emotions hit him unexpectedly. Now, with the pressure mounting, he felt fear—something he hadn't experienced since the start of the battle.

"Two more minutes," Klaus reminded himself. The Demon Killing Circle would deactivate in just two minutes. He had to end this fight before it was too late.

Above him, the Blood Prince and the dragon were locked in fierce combat. Klaus watched in awe, confused by the dragon's overwhelming power. It wasn't even a real dragon, yet it was handling the Zombie with frightening ease. The skill and strength it displayed put Klaus to shame.

The Zombie unleashed terrifying attacks, but every time, the dragon shattered them and countered with fiery assaults.

Roar!

The dragon bellowed, swinging its massive tail forward. A blazing arc shot toward the heart of the Blood Prince. The Prince raised its claws, blocking the attack, but the force behind it caused a massive explosion. If Klaus had seen it up close, he would have understood how devastating the blow was.

From the explosion, fire particles filled the air. Klaus realized the dragon was manipulating those elemental particles, much like he did. But the dragon did it with a grace and style that Klaus hadn't mastered.

The dragon, which had been several meters away from the Blood Prince, suddenly vanished and reappeared behind it in an instant. What followed was a torrent of fire that consumed the Blood Prince, setting its entire body ablaze. The Blood Prince screamed in agony as it began to fall from the sky, burning.

At that same moment, Klaus, whose mind had been assaulted by strange, lustful thoughts, snapped back to focus. He saw the Zombie falling and, without hesitation, unleashed the Soul Gaze from his Eye of Malevolence. A crimson glow surged from his eye, striking the Zombie directly in the chest.

Klaus didn't need the system to tell him he had killed it. He knew the up-close attack had obliterated its soul. He could have used the Eye of Despair, but thanks to his awakening the Eye of Malevolence and that he was using it actively in combat now, and the fact that it has become 6 times more powerful, he knew he would just be wasting Star qi if he uses the Eye of Despair.

"Three down, four more to go," Klaus muttered to himself, steeling his resolve.

But that moment of clarity didn't last long. A wave of jealousy crept into Klaus's mind. "Seriously, what is there to be jealous about with these idiots?" he muttered under his breath.

While he appeared calm on the outside, inside, Klaus was battling against six overwhelming emotions. He had found a way to deal with the anger—by cursing at the Zombies, which oddly helped soothe him.

But now, jealousy was gnawing at him, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Jealousy? Against Zombies? It felt absurd.

Still, Klaus knew the truth. He was, in fact, jealous—not of the Zombies themselves, but of their grotesque, powerful wings. As ridiculous as it seemed, the emotion plagued his thoughts, distracting him from the battle.

With no immediate way to calm himself, Klaus realized he had to fight through it. He needed to kill his way across the battlefield and stay focused, or risk being consumed by the emotions clouding his mind.

There were still four more enemies to kill. Thankfully, one had already been trapped in the Bell of Harrows. Despite her best efforts, the female Zombie couldn't break free. Her powerful attacks only backfired, causing her more torment than she could bear, so she stood helplessly, watching Klaus slaughter her minions one by one.

"Dragon's Breath," Klaus commanded coldly, halting his attack to make room for the dragon within the killing circle.

The Blood Prince, prepared to defend against Klaus's spear, was caught off guard. The dragon unleashed a torrent of unholy fire, engulfing the Blood Prince in flames.

"Moon Slash," Klaus whispered, his voice icy as he swung his spear, sending out a sharp arc of ice. At the same moment, his eyes glowed crimson as he used the Soul Gaze. A beam shot out from his gaze, striking the Zombie's forehead.

The ice arc tore through the air, slicing the Zombie clean in half, while the soul-crushing gaze finished what little remained of its existence.

"It'd be best if you two just kill yourselves. My best bud is here with me now," Klaus said shamelessly, glancing up at his Fire Spirit Dragon hovering above him. With the dragon around, he felt safe despite his star qi draining rapidly.

"Human, die!" one of the last two Blood Princes shouted as it lunged at Klaus with its claws. Klaus just smirked and motioned forward. The dragon slashed its tail, sending a powerful arc toward the Blood Prince.

In response, the Blood Prince swiped with a large claw, but Klaus, despite his intense anger, didn't falter. He stabbed his spear into the ground, and sharp ice shards shot toward the Blood Prince.

The creature twisted its body slightly to dodge, but that was all Klaus needed. His Void Piercing Needle shot forward, piercing one of the Blood Prince's eyes.

The zombie, with its demonic voice, screamed like a baby. But that wasn't the end. Before it could regain focus, Klaus directed the Void Piercing Needle again, stabbing its second eye.

"Torture it as long as you want," Klaus growled, anger clouding his mind, as he set the dragon on the now-blind Blood Prince. The dragon lashed its tail, sending the zombie flying out of the killing circle.

The dragon followed, leaving the last Blood Prince for Klaus to handle. Outside the killing circle, the blinded zombie was engulfed in unholy chaotic flames, screaming for its life.

Death—the thing everyone feared—would have been a blessing for it. But death seemed to be on holiday, leaving the Dragon to continue the torture, just as Klaus wished. It was both brutal and necessary for Klaus to feel something, something that would snap him back to reality.

Klaus looked at the Last Blood Prince, who held a spiked mace in his hand and smirked. "Die now," he muttered. He didn't even need a complex technique this time. Tapping into the fire particles lingering in the air, despite his Ice Domain, Klaus moved with lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the Zombie Prince, ready to strike. But just as he was about to deliver the killing blow, something unexpected happened. His mind went numb, a strange disorienting sensation washing over him. Stay updated through m-v l|-NovelBin.net

BOOM!

The sound of the Bell of Harrows exploding rang out, reverberating through the battlefield. Klaus immediately sensed mortal danger locking onto him from all sides. His instincts screamed, but before he could react, the Blood Prince saw its opportunity.

The mace swung down with terrifying force. Klaus, momentarily distracted, couldn't dodge in time. The heavy weapon smashed into his side, sending him flying through the air, and crashing into the ground with a sickening thud.

"Fuck..."