The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse Chapter 1407: Going Back To Planet Yahmir

As the universe pondered the shocking revelations from Klaus's post showing him alongside the Burning Angel, he chose to retreat into seclusion for absorbing the wisdom bestowed by Efad.

With its stunning beauty and robust defenses, Planet Stella became his chosen spot to remain until the impending mission to the Jade Ant Queens’ Nest.

Yet prior to beginning his seclusion, a summons from Lord Flux drew him into the Dark Space, prompting him to visit first. Their encounter took place within Lord Flux’s personal quarters in the Dark Space.

"It seems you've stirred up plenty of chaos, enough to draw the whole Warrior Tower chasing after you," Lord Flux remarked, a grin spreading across his features.

"You truly are one of a kind, Klaus."

"I hear that often," he replied with a grin, a twinge of guilt hitting him for almost dragging Lord Flux into his mess. Had he been spotted with him earlier, pursuers would have targeted him too.

Fortunately, Hael (Burning Angel) had stepped in swiftly.

These days, within the Warrior Tower, even Supremes sought to win his favor. After connecting with a Celestial and snapping a photo together, countless others aimed to uncover his secrets for befriending the elite.

"I brought you here regarding Lady Ryuu. She's requesting one final task from you to confirm your true self."

"Oh, and what's her plan?"

Having already cleared much of his reputation, piling on extra proof couldn't hurt.

"Lady Ryuu reports that the criminal underworld plans a tournament soon. According to intel, that criminal Supreme Elder Juo claimed resembled you—or at least was used to tarnish your name—will join in.

She suggests you show up publicly then. That'll ensure no one confuses you with that guy anymore.

Regarding your Paragon status, since your Zorvian heritage is out, you needn't fret over it."

"That plan makes sense. Still, where's the best spot for a solid entrance? Streaming my everyday life probably won't cut it."

With a flick of his hand, Lord Flux summoned a display panel. Profiles of various individuals popped up on its surface.

"Behold the Warrior Challenge leaderboard. The Warrior Tower maintains these across every planetary system, star system, and galaxy. Here are the top 100 contenders in the S-rank division. The mightiest among them is a True Immortal.

Astonishingly, following your clash with Rouni, they're all eager to face off against you. Look, they've laid out their challenge terms and stipulations.

I've forwarded the details to your device, so spend the coming days examining them and selecting one. Don't forget, always check the terms prior to agreeing."

"Got it." Once his name was fully vindicated, doubts would vanish completely.

Once the panel vanished, he pulled out two ebony keys and handed them over. "Lady Ryuu mentioned that Supreme Queen Mirabel and Supreme Engineer Winnie entrusted these to her for you.

They're keen on a meeting, so drop by whenever you're free." Following additional talks, their session wrapped up, and both reemerged into reality.

Klaus commenced his seclusion, confirming he'd finish processing Efad's gifts within two days. The following months would involve encounters with powerhouse after powerhouse.

Afterward, he'd enroll at the academy. His conflict with Supreme Elder Juo? The Zorvian family would take care of it.

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[Planet Virel]

Meanwhile, on Planet Virel, employing his primary form to draw in the flame essence from the Burning Angel’s world, he advanced to Peak Early Immortal.

Yet benefits extended beyond him alone. Each of the four flame spirits had grown stronger. Prior to the intake, they resembled 13-year-olds. Now, they'd matured to at least 15.

Such advancement clearly signaled a leap in their power. Naturally, given their intense demeanor, they'd undoubtedly shake things up in the looming Blood Tournament.

"Daddy, are we heading out now?" Nirvana inquired, her voice carrying greater maturity than earlier.

"Yes. But first, I must speak with Big Sister Niva, so you four return and await my signal."

They acknowledged with nods and dissolved into his soul sea.

Niva, familiar with the four flame spirits already, merely shook her head in silence. Upon Klaus's arrival on Planet Virel a week back, he'd considered disclosing his real identity, but ultimately held back.

Rather, he sought an introduction to her father, whom he believed to be a Planet King. His goal was to pave a path for her return to the Righteous Faction post-Varkos's demise.

Shock struck him upon discovering her father was involved in the scheme from the outset. Thus, she had a reliable route home. The catch: rejoining the academy demanded solid proof of her actions causing no harm.

She had injured some, which could hinder her. Yet, thanks to her disguise on Planet Yahmir, Klaus devised assistance.

Her father would be crucial, so at the right moment, she'd contact him for guidance.

Ultimately, aid wouldn't come from Klaus’s core form. Rather, the Paragon would emerge dramatically and unexpectedly.

Varkos's end would come by the Paragon's hand.

"Heed my words. Upon hitting the True Immortal stage's peak, consume the blood essence I provided."

She nodded.

"How long until your return?"

"Two or three weeks, perhaps. But post-tournament, I'll need to evade pursuers, so our reunion is months away.

Sera will supply all necessities, so strive to achieve Immortal King status before I get back."

"I will."

"Furthermore, a contact of mine will get in touch, so stay alert to your communicator. Varkos might meet his fate earlier than anticipated."

She nodded.

After tying up loose ends, he departed aboard a stylish SS-class vessel. The Blood Tournament kicks off in three days, featuring 128 entrants, all at True Immortal level.

Klaus stands as the sole outlier with a far lower cultivation, merely Peak Early Immortal. Expect a ferocious contest, deciding the Black Tempest Cartel's entry for the forthcoming Underworld Slaughter Tournament.

Klaus aims to establish footholds in the Underworld and Heavenly Court, all while upholding his Paragon guise. No matter the perils in this tournament, victory remains his sole option.