The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Niva moved the instant Klaus fired the arrows.

Her reaction speed is even faster than Seraya, who was an assassin. This shows just what kind of monster Niva is and why Klaus should take her seriously.

She quickly tapped into the Law of Space and harnessed its insidious power, aiming to make Klaus's life hard from the get-go.

Space folded around her like rippling glass, her body vanishing and reappearing three meters to the right. The arrow streaked past her, carving a molten line across the frozen ground.

The impact shook the arena.

However, just when the flame mixed with her ice, the temperature plunged again, extinguishing it.

In retaliation, a pillar of ice erupted beneath Klaus's feet, trying to skewer him. Klaus flipped back, wings flaring. He landed lightly as the ice spire shattered where he once stood.

'Excellent control of Ice, huh. She is not a cookie that can be cracked easily.' Klaus smiled.

Just when he landed on the ground, Niva raised her hand, causing the air to turn even colder. The ice started to stir, and the space started to freeze.

Nirvana's tattoo on his arm lit up, warming his body.

Dozens of crystalline blades formed behind her, each one humming with both Ice Law and spatial distortion.

She snapped her finger, and the blades warped forward with deadly speed. One had to applaud her control...

They weren't just sharp—they were vibrating between locations, making their trajectory impossible to predict. To understand their trajectory, one would also need to be familiar with space law.

However, Klaus was already prepared even without harnessing his comprehension of the space law.

Tapping into his Hivemind, he calculated countless directions instantly. His hivemind allowed him to think much faster than the ordinary folk, so making complex computations wasn't at all difficult for him.

His flame wings wrapped around him, shielding him as he shot backward, each step melting the ground. He pulled the bowstring, but he didn't unleash an arrow. Instead, a white and golden fire condensed instantly into a blazing spear-shaped shot.

The space shuddered, and flames burst out of Klaus's body.

Looking at the two of them, one surrounded by ice-cold blue ice and one surrounded by multicolored flames, everyone cheered loudly.

This sight is magical, and they could see and feel the cold, flaming intensity in the air.

The fiery spear tore through five of the spatial-ice blades, evaporating them instantly. Klaus's calculation was spot on, but also skewed, indicating that he isn't yet at the point where he can predict everything.

To get it right, he had to apply the space law as well. However, he isn't doing that since it will be draining and tiring.

The remaining blades curved midair and chased him like hungry ghosts. With space folding around them, they were moving much faster than they should.

'She is actually controlling them independently... how troublesome.'

One blade closed in on his shoulder. However, Klaus swung his bow like a staff, smashing it apart in a burst of steam.

However, that was when Klaus realized he had fallen into a deadly trap.

'Damn, she really wants me dead, doesn't she. I just wanted to help you.'

A massive yet complex ice formation erupted, instantly encasing Klaus. It expanded into a circular dome of frozen space, swallowing everything within a 20-meter radius.

Klaus didn't even have a chance to make a move. Not even the void step would have saved him from this formation.

Klaus's brows lifted. A part of him felt amused while the other felt cautious of Niva. Despite having 450 minds, he couldn't calculate this outcome.

In fact, he never saw it coming, nor can he pinpoint when Niva executed this move.

From what he had seen and experienced so far, she only attacked him with blades made of ice. He destroyed five using his arrow and cut one with his bow, while the others were wasted.

It all happened in under two seconds, and through it all, Niva didn't move. So, the question is, how did she manage to cast that formation and accurately predict where Klaus would be, so she could manifest it?

'Unless the blades aren't the main attack.' Klaus smiled inwardly, a part of him wishing Niva would listen to reason and let him save her. Her talent is monstrous.

'Using blades as a conduit to draw and activate a formation. I need to copy her.' Klaus looked around and saw that there was no sound entering the dome.

"That's new."

He shot upward, wings blazing.

But the dome reacted instantly—space twisted, and the top of the dome appeared above him again, locking him inside like a shifting cage.

Niva's cold voice echoed inside his skull.

'You cannot run from space itself. So relax and let me freeze you to death.'

Klaus grinned. 'Who said I'm running?'

He raised his hand, sending commands to his spirit weapons.

All ten flame spears ignited at once, the four flame elements roaring like beasts. Niva sensed danger, so she pulled her focus away from the dome of ice to focus on the spears.

The moment Niva's attention shifted, the dome's pressure loosened—only slightly, but enough to give Klaus an opening to make his move and break free from his confinement.

At the moment, he is at a disadvantage.

Niva had him suppressed, and while he can employ other means to break free, Klaus could yet again sense the True Immortal locked his gaze on him.

But even if he wasn't there, just being at a disadvantage is enough for Klaus to train and advance his combat power using just the bow and the flame element.

Klaus felt the space around him tremble.

He forced his wings open, flooding the dome with a violent pulse of flame.

He wove the flame laws into his flames, causing cracks of molten gold to ripple across the frozen barrier, though they sealed almost instantly as Niva refocused.

Outside the dome, Niva lifted her palm.

A chilling circle of runes spun beneath her feet. Then an ancient sigil of Ice Law and Space Law intertwined.

The arena floor beneath her froze into a fractal pattern, shimmering with deadly ice-cold intent.

The coldness grew even colder, causing the defense barriers to be reinforced to protect the audience. However, even with that, they started to break slowly, showing that Niva was not joking around.

Klaus didn't need Icon to tell him this was dangerous, that his life was in danger.

Inside the dome, the air had condensed so severely that every breath cut his throat like shards of frost. Ice crystals formed along his hair, lashes, and wings, weighing him down.

He clenched his teeth.

"Explode."

On the outside, like how he had intended, all ten flaming spears detonated at once.

The explosion didn't burn outward—it bent space itself, collapsing into a spiraling inferno. Klaus harnessed the flame law to create that explosive effect.

And it worked as intended. The dome buckled. Cracks spiderwebbed across its surface.

For a heartbeat, it seemed ready to shatter...

However, Niva didn't let that happen. She slammed her hands together and focused more ice into them. Then she taps into the space law.

The dome restored itself, stronger, denser, colder.

Klaus hissed. 'That's troublesome. She reinforced it with Space Lock.'

Outside, Niva raised two fingers, and Klaus felt his life threatened.