The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

(A/N: I will introduce something called the Threat Level of beasts and monsters. These ranks determine their power levels. Basically, if two monsters in the same tier have different threat levels and ranks, their power levels will differ.

Ranks/Threat Levels [Low/Medium/High]: S, SS, SSS, SSE, SSR. These ranks indicate how dangerous a monster or beast is. This also applies to others like Zombies, Vampires, and so on.

There are only three for humans: [Low, Medium, and High].

I will represent this as a Threat Level. Thanks for reading. Now, let's dig in!)

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<Your first opponent is the Flame Berserk Demon Hellhound. It's the 7th strongest hell demon and your first challenger. Now, I will display the details of your opponent to get an idea of who you will be facing.>

<Flame Berserk Demon Hellhound>

-> Berserk Flame Lord

-> Rank: Tier 10 (Ascendent - LVL 2 )

-> Threat Level: S (High)

-> Berserker Flame Beast

-- A mutated Hellhound that devoured 10,000 bloodlines of its kin and evolved into something else. After its evolution, it went on a rampage and consumed 10,000 more fire-type cores to rebuild its Law of Self.

-- It is said that the Demon Hellhound possesses impenetrable skin and can withstand soul attacks because its soul has evolved into a soul core.

-- It boasts immense combat prowess and can wield any weapon. Naturally, it prefers sabres as its weapon of choice. These sabres are soul weapons and indestructible.

-- It wears metal armour forged from an amalgamation of various metals it absorbed from bone dragons, which have evolved its bones to the Obsidian grade.

-- It fights dirty and doesn't shy away from using any and all forms of schemes to secure victory.

-- It possesses a Law of Self-called 'Hell Chain Domain.' Within this domain, all its stats receive a 20% boost, and for every 30 minutes it remains inside, an additional 10% is added to its stats.

-- At random, it can summon Hellhounds from hell to aid in battle.

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<Hell Chain Domain>

-- A domain of pure flame and chains forged from the blackest fire, capable of burning both body and soul.

-- Within this domain, individuals lose 10% of their focus every 10 minutes they remain inside.

-- All fire-type skills are amplified by 30%.

-- All non-fire-type skills are diminished by 60% in potency.

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"Fuck, that is one nasty fellow," Klaus muttered, seeing the headache coming. He steeled himself, preparing the mindset of someone determined to win.

"Is that all I need to know?" Klaus asked.

<Yes. You must study other details during your battles. That is the challenge; you must win if you have the power.>

Klaus sighed.

He steadied himself, and with a single thought, he resolved that he had to win no matter what. As a Saint with seven Sage cores, killing an Ascendant should be possible, right?

"Take me to the domain. Let me start then," Klaus said with a smile, drawing a deep breath.

His surroundings shifted, and soon, he stood in a domain filled with the metallic stench of blood. The jagged landscape stretched before him, dotted with strange, ominous-looking stones.

Klaus's focus, however, was on the raging volcano in the distance. He knew that was where he had to go to put an end to a menace.

But he didn't have to look far.

The space 3 km away cracked, and a 3-meter-tall demonic-looking, metal-armoured hellhound demon beast stepped out, a large sabre resting on its shoulder.

It walked forward and hovered in the air, instantly emanating a great pressure that pressed down on Klaus, who stood with a calm expression on his face.

'Well, it is nasty alright... but it is also a dangerous opponent,' he sighed.

'But I have to win and add one more point to my life points. Who knows how many dangers like this will come?'

"You have come to challenge me," the hellhound said, its tone leaving no doubt that it was making a statement, not asking a question.

"It seems so," Klaus responded.

The Sword Box appeared and landed beside Klaus, who grinned slightly before stepping onto it with gentle and graceful finesse.

"Hmm. I don't know if I should laugh or cry. But I know this: I will kill you," the hellhound said, lowering its sabre.

"You can call me Zarok, the Flame Berserk Demon Hellhound."

Zarok moved, and in the next second, he was in front of Klaus, his sabre slicing through his neck.

Klaus's head struck the ground with a thud, making Zarok smirk. It seemed like an easy kill. But then, the head on the ground dispersed, and Zarok's sixth sense flared as he picked up danger from behind.

He swung his sabre, deflecting a sharp sword flying at him with incredible speed. The sword was swatted away, but it wasn't alone.

Three more swords struck Zarok's chest, sending sparks flying, while another aimed for his sabre-wielding arm. Yet all the attacks merely released more sparks.

"This will be troublesome," Klaus muttered, standing atop the Sword Box as he retrieved the Razor Disc.

The next moment, Zarok, furious at being deceived by an illusion, charged at Klaus. His sabre cut Klaus in half, leaving his lower body standing on the Sword Box while the upper half fell to the ground.

But once again, Zarok sensed another attack from behind.

This time, ten swords and the Razor Disc appeared, landing squarely on his body. Sparks flew again, but the force of the attack sent Zarok stumbling back three meters.
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"Moon Slash."

Klaus unleashed the Moon Slash, his ice qi freezing a portion of Zarok's armour. The attack slightly lowered his defence.

However, that was it—no real damage was dealt.

The armour covering Zarok from head to toe was just too strong to penetrate. As the system had told Klaus, it was made of metal.

'It can be killed through the sockets of his eyes, and I have the perfect weapons for that. But to do that, I have to weaken it first.'

'Well, that's the idea. Considering this is an Ascendant, I should be running away by now,' Klaus thought with a smirk, recalling a few days ago when Nari, a mere level 7 Ascendant, had locked him down with just her aura.

He knew he was biting off more than he could chew here, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. Right now, the only objective was to kill this bastard and discover just how powerful he had become.

He may be a paragon, but now he was facing a demon with an impenetrable defence. Now, that is what you call levelling the playing field. Well, it's more like stacking the odds against him.

'Lol.'

More swords flew at Zarok, who was effortlessly defending against them with a metal smirk on his lips.

'He was amused.'

Klaus smiled.

'I used to feel that way when facing weak opponents,' he sighed. A smirk appeared on his lips. He wasn't about to let Zarok take all the finesse in the battle that was about to begin.

'Playtime over,' Kent sighed, and then his spear appeared. At the same time, he felt his surroundings change. The temperature rose, and he started to hear howling sounds.

Zarok wanted to kill him now. A mere Saint shouldn't give him too much trouble like Klaus was doing.

"Hell Chain Domain." His deep voice boomed, and everything turned to hell... literally.