The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse - Chapter 1011: Mysterious Egg

Chapter 1011: Mysterious Egg

After meeting Butcher, something hidden in Klaus awakened, driving him to seek out more strength.

Although he expected things to be much different, Klaus was already aware of the fate that had met some of the friends he had had in his past lives.

One could even say that it was through these many experiences that he found a way to send his friends and loved ones into the cycle of reincarnation whenever he was about to reincarnate himself.

But meeting Butcher made him realise that he still had much to do and learn, and so he was now looking for a way to ensure his life was not cut short by the scheming heavens.

“If it is a fight against the heavens, then so be it. I will become a Chaos stage warrior before the awakening, and there is nothing they can do to stop me.”

Klaus clenched his fist, a determined look appearing on his face.

Inside the Butcher Space, the unruly Butcher smiled, looking in Klaus’s direction. “You really are different now, Paragon. Although you have too much hatred in you, there is also too much love in you.”

Butcher smiled, “A paragon who has love in his life is a dangerous paragon. Very soon, the Heavens will know what tyranny feels like. I’d better train this new disciple of mine so that I can witness this tyranny firsthand.”

He looked at Kilian, who was seated in an enlightened state, comprehending the Blood Footwork Butcher imparted to him when he and Klaus were sparring.

“Good kid.”

It took Klaus several minutes to come within 200 km of a jade-like mountain. “Damn, who has this much money to use jade as building material?” Klaus was struck dumb as he looked at the mountain in the distance.

He began moving toward it.

As he drew closer, he began to sense a rather potent spiritual qi slowly thickening around him. Klaus activated his special eyes, and that was when he saw the formations in the area.

His mind moved, and soon he was able to decipher some of them. “Most are Spiritual Qi gathering formations, with the bigger ones acting as purifiers and the green ones making the storage formations.

Whoever created these formations must really have patience, for it will take years to come up with something this complex.” Klaus became impressed.

He looked at the mountain that was only 300 meters from him now, and he could see an entrance, or more like a portal, at the base of the mountain.

“That is the way in.” He moved forward, and soon he was in front of the portal. The key Lady Eleven gave him flew out and entered the door.

A refreshing feeling came from the door and entered Klaus’s body, causing him to close his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he was standing in a room with nothing but a golden egg about the size of three adult heads.

Klaus closed his eyes and opened them again just to be sure of where he was. When his eyes opened again, the egg was still there, showing he was indeed inside the room.

The expectation that he would appear in a treasure room filled with universe-defying treasures was shattered, replaced by a pondering expression.

However, just before he wondered where he was, a childish voice filled the room.

“You don’t smell like a god, or a demigod, or even an immortal. Though I have to say, aside from the master, I haven’t met anyone with this much soul purity. Who are you?”

“Huh.” Klaus was startled when he heard the voice.

However, being the smart person he is, he quickly figured out where the voice came from. He looked at the golden egg and crouched down to have a much closer look.

“You can talk,” Klaus raised his brow, clearly intrigued.

“Of course I can talk. Who are you?” the egg asked again, causing Klaus to look much closer at the egg before answering.

“You can call me Klaus. Nice meeting you, egg.”

“Klaus… What an unusual name for someone who caught my interest. And hey, I am not an egg, I have a name.”

Klaus smiled, hearing a hint of rebellion in the egg’s voice.

“Then what is your name?”

“Uhm… Uhm…”

“So you don’t have a name?” Klaus laughed slightly and sat down on the ground. He paid a closer look at the egg even now. Klaus saw that while the egg was golden, there were red threads of energy coming from the ground attached to it.

He took a closer look at this thread and saw a much stronger energy source coming from somewhere and being absorbed by the egg.

’Interesting. It’s like whoever or whatever is inside this egg has some form of attachment to this mountain. There is also the part where this egg has more energy than I do, even when I combine all nine cores.’

A smile that didn’t reach Klaus’s eyes appeared on his face. ’If I were to devour this egg, I would reach the Chaos stage for sure.’

The egg, as if knowing what Klaus was thinking, shuddered. “Hey, you, what evil thing are you thinking toward me?” the egg spoke, exuding a potent energy that pushed Klaus back.

Klaus laughed, picking himself up from the ground. “Don’t be a crybaby. I wasn’t actually planning on devouring you.”

“Wait, you were planning on devouring me?” the egg asked in a slightly hesitant tone before a sneer came from it.

“You do well to remember that I am the owner of all things left behind by my master, who was a Half-Step Primordial. Devouring me should be the last thing you should think about.”

“This is the 5th time I am hearing about this mysterious Half-Step Primordial… Care to tell me who he was or what?”

The egg exuded a potent light as if telling Klaus to be respectful. “You will do well to remember that there is nobody on the earth or heaven that is above my master… Not even Full-Step Primordials…”

The egg paused for a second. “Except maybe a paragon. Master respects the paragons after all.”

Klaus smiled, hearing the last part of her sentence. “I suppose he was impressive.” Klaus laughed and then asked a question that caused the egg to chuckle,

“So if I were to tell you I am now your new master, would you seem surprised?”

“As if I will take a bony and weak human like my master. Although your soul is very pure, and I would love to live in it, I wouldn’t lower myself to take you as my master.”

Klaus didn’t seem offended. He just laughed and asked again, “What if I am a paragon…”

“Not that I look down on you, but how can a bony human like yourself possibly be a—”

The egg cut its words when a star tattoo appeared on Klaus’s forehead. “How about now, huh? Does this bony human now qualify to become your master?”

“You are a para… para… Paragon,” the egg stammered, and if it were to be a real human, her expression would be riddled with shock by now.

Klaus just continued to laugh, unsure how to take in the turn of events. From the moment he entered the room, he started to sense something unusual about the egg.

At first, he pegged it as a treasure that had gone rogue. However, now, when the egg stammered, he saw through a layer of defence, and what he discovered made him extremely happy.

“So what do you say, Egg, or should I call you Ara, the soul of the Star Primordial Cave?”