The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

The instructors watching from the side, as well as those observing from afar, all wore expressions of shock as Klaus used the dragon’s Authority to force everyone to their knees.

In fact, witnessing the scene even stirred pity in them for the five factions.

“Isn’t this akin to bullying? I know he’s monstrous, but this level of monstrosity should belong in the inner section, not here,” one instructor remarked.

“The academy is all about strength, Instructor Park; the rules ensure that. So while he may be going overboard by making the faction wars meaningless, it’s within the rules. The weak serve the strong,” another instructor replied.

“And honestly, this isn’t something to complain about. It’s not like those five didn’t deserve it. They ganged up on a single faction, the weakest one at that, and not only stole their members but also planned to plunge them into debt for who knows how long.

From my perspective, this is a better outcome. At least they get to keep 50% of their monthly faction points.”

“I suppose you’re right, but I still don’t understand how a single person can be that strong,” Instructor Park mused.

“That’s true,” another agreed. “How can one person be this monstrous?”

“Maybe we should throw him a special mission. This will take him away for a month or two. I believe sending him to that dungeon will keep him there for a while,” an instructor said.

“I think so too. In fact, I think we should do that. After all, with his level of strength, he will be able to open the portal,” another instructor chimed in.

Suddenly, Head Instructor Victor appeared and gave the two a glare.

“Do you want the crazy lady to burn you all to ashes? That dungeon is something the Overlords discovered. We can’t casually toss the kid in.

We first have to inform the Dean and see if he can talk to them about it for us. After all, it’s not just the only dungeon in the world but also the most important thing to all of Mother Earth; doing something this reckless will cost us.”

“We will listen to you, Head Instructor.” The instructors who suggested Klaus be tossed into a dungeon nodded.

The instructors all continued to look at Klaus in horror. The sheer power he displayed was beyond normal comprehension.

Far from them, Old Lu and Nari gazed at the battlefield with varied expressions.

“This kid is dangerous to the outer section. Maybe I should promote him to the inner section where the playing field would level out a little,” Old Lu said. Discover more content at My Virtual Library Empire

Inside the outer section, he could tell that even if all the disciples went after Klaus simultaneously, the outcome would remain the same. There wouldn’t be any change.

In fact, after witnessing Klaus’s display during their missions, he could tell that even in the inner section, only a few could hold him back.

Klaus was simply too powerful for his age and cultivation base, and because of this, Old Lu didn’t want to keep him there anymore.

“Just leave him in the outer section. I believe his actions are also good. With this outcome, the others will finally see they are nothing in the grand scheme of things,” Nari said, her gaze fixed dangerously close on the dragon.

“I guess that’s true. Let’s keep an eye on him for a few weeks and see how he handles things afterward.”

Klaus gazed at the kneeling disciples with a calm expression.

“I know what you’re all thinking. You wouldn’t listen to my warnings and would even try to resist or challenge us once my friends and I weren’t around.

That can indeed be arranged, but tell me—how good would that be for you when I return? You see, I do not like to play games with my enemies. No, I kill them and be done with it for good.

So, while you may think there’s a way out for you, stop thinking. After today, you five factions are my enemies, and until I say otherwise, you will never be able to do anything.

But be thankful—I’m letting you keep 50% of your points, excluding the faction missions you might earn.

Now that your numbers are much larger, picking dozens of faction missions will make up for the losses you’ll incur every month.

It’s not my fault. You brought this on yourselves, and for that, you should all blame your own foolishness.”

Klaus sighed.

“Just a few months ago, you were all hoping to come to this academy to grow stronger and become powerful warriors, but look at you now.

In order to suck up to some idiots who call themselves Legacies and Great Clans, you chose to become puppets.” Klaus directed his gaze at Mason, who was sweating profusely.

“You chose to put bitterness in your heart and follow those idiots who only care about their status. Let me tell you, I can, at any moment, stand up, march to your so-called families, and destroy them.

Trust me. I have the strength to do just that. So, instead of thinking you are invincible because you are associated with those idiots, focus more on your strength.

That is especially true for you, Mason. I can tell you have potential, but instead of training to become your own person, you choose to suck up to that bitch. Look where you are now.

How pitiful.” Klaus shook his head.

Mason was probably blaming himself now. He was the top ranker from the Southern Union, yet his potential was going down the drain because he let the Legacies dictate his actions.

Klaus knew this because, when he fought him, he could tell he had great potential. But while he pitied him, he also didn’t care about what Mason did with his life.

He could keep on following their orders and fall even deeper or snap out of it and take his destiny into his own hands.

Klaus didn’t hate him; he just pitied him.

He then turned toward the 1,500 who had jumped ship. Most of them had collapsed, but the few left held guilty looks in their eyes. Clearly, they regretted their actions.

“One thing I hate is traitors. You lot are now my most hateful enemies. Had it not been for the no-killing policy, I would have killed all of you by now.

People like you cannot be trusted to have one’s back on the battlefield. You are the worst kind of warrior, and from this day onwards, make sure I don’t see you in the Yin-Yang Palace faction anymore.”

Klaus stood up. He had already accomplished what he came to do. Whether they listened to him or not, he didn’t care. If it came down to it, he would just beat the shit out of every last one of them.

“They say dreams are the best way to rethink one’s life choices, so before I leave, why don’t I send you all to the dreamlands?”

Klaus smiled and unleashed his Slaughter Aura, which immediately knocked unconscious those still holding on.

“Rethink your life choices well, and when you’re ready, you’ll know what to do next.”

After saying that, he walked away with the remaining 199 members of the Yin-Yang Palace and Kathy following behind.