The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

The moment Niva's two fingers tightened, the temperature plummeted so sharply that the arena lights flickered. The audience shuddered, feeling the cold air blow past them.

Those with weak resistance to ice felt their bones freeze and turn brittle.

"Wow, that is chilling even for a Real Immortal like me."

"I know, right. Looks like Blood Sword is in trouble this time around. This is the first time Niva is using space law to fight, and it seems she is rather good with it."

"It seems so. He is completely suppressed with no way of escaping... Unless, of course, he knows space law too."

"That is unlikely for a mortal. Harness the law of space is something even Immortals find draining.

A needle-thin strand of frozen needle formed at her fingertips—a compressed killing line that could slice through mountains like silk.

Niva basically compressed space into a needle. When released, defending against it will become a headache for Klaus.

Inside the dome, Klaus felt the threat instantly. His heart pounded once—just once—as instinct screamed to not dally.

[Master, the attack is called Spatial Sever. When unleashed, it will attack your core and shatter it from within. So you cannot allow it to hit your core.] Icon warned.

'Spatial Sever...sounds ominous'

The dome shifted, aligning itself so the attack would fire straight into him without resistance. Klaus saw this and started making his move to defend too.

Niva flicked her fingers, and a beam of razor-thin frozen needle shot forward, silent, and invisible.

Klaus reacted on instinct.

He crossed his flame wings before him, slamming every flame law he understood into them.

Orange, white, deep red, and gold flames burst out in a violent swirl, heating the frozen air until the dome began to hiss like boiling steel.

The Spatial Sever struck.

The impact was… soundless.

Klaus's flame wings shook violently, cracking at the edges as the spatial cut sliced through them.

Klaus gritted his teeth, blood coming from the corner of his lips. This time, he had met his match.

"Not… enough," Klaus muttered, his mind spinning to gather the next best move to use.

"I can't use the void since that is my trump card. I also cannot use those weapons unless I want every criminal chasing after me. If that happens, it will even affect my True Identity. So I must win using the flame law."

Klaus is determined, and that determination seems to fuel his strength.

He want to create many persona's and until he knew what the mission on Planet Korvel-3 will go, he wouldnt reveal too much her. Once he complete that mission, then perhaps he will create a proper criminal life.

He pushed more flame forward, forcing Nirvana, Fury, Void, and Qilin to fuse into a single point of heat. Klaus compressed the four flames at his disposal, weaving complex arrays of flame laws.

A miniature sun flickered between his wings, igniting the air in fiery radiance. In an instant, the ice started to melt.

However, Klaus also paid for it. His core was being drained so rapidly that he knew he had to end the battle soon, or else he would be forced to reveal more than he should.

The frozen spatial beam began to warp, bending around the heat. However, while the law of space contained in the beam is potent and complex, it had no luck breaking the miniature sun.

Outside, Niva lowered her hand slightly, eyes narrowing.

'He blocked it...'

She looked genuinely impressed that Klaus managed to block her attack. In fact, something in her heart accepted defeat just from this feat alone.

A mortal managing to block one of her signature techniques is more than enough reason to know Klaus is not an ordinary person.

'Just who are you?' she asked inwardly, finally seeing Klaus as a worthy opponent. However, she wasn't about to grow soft on him.

She raised her other hand.

Dozens of frozen sigils ignited around her, each with layered circles that stacked upward into a floating, rotating array. Its beauty captured everyone's attention.

However, inside the dome, Klaus's brows twitched. A feeling he once felt during his 4th incarnation, when he battled the Domain Ice Lady for 7 days before he was forced to run away, surfaced in his mind.

'This is getting out of hand quickly,' Klaus said inwardly.

Back then, the Domain Ice Lady used a law that came from the Primordial Era. Laws from that era are complex and ancient.

They even said such laws are what the modern era used to derive their primitives laws from.

Most of those Primordial laws are mostly used for superimposition. In other words, if one attack doesn't kill, they will reinforce it into something that can kill.

Because of this knowledge, Klaus immediately realised what Niva was about to do.

'She's building a formation on top of a formation. Damn it—she's too talented for her own good.'

[The Master asked for it, and he got it. Now, find a way to survive.]

Klaus smiled and flapped his wings once, shattering the thin frost on his shoulders.

But before he could try to make an escape, the dome shifted again.

The inner walls bent, folding like mirrors toward a single focal point.

Klaus's eyes narrowed.

'She's compressing space inside the dome… a collapse attack.'

Klaus, in a strange way, smiled despite feeling his life in danger. He smiled because, while Niva is not a criminal, he kind of wanted to have a true deathmatch with her.

In Niva's mind, she is aiming to kill. But Klaus wasn't... He wouldn't kill her since her mission is a noble cause.

However, seeing how terrifyingly powerful and intelligent she is, he couldn't help but feel sad that this wasn't a deathmatch. This made him smile.

The air grew heavier within the dome. His hair and feathers froze again.

Then the dome vibrated, shrinking inward.

Outside, the sigils stabilized behind Niva, releasing waves of ice.

She whispered coldly, emotionless, in his mind.

'Frozen Singularity.'

The entire dome began collapsing into a single, deadly point. The more it collapsed, the more threatening the dome became to Klaus.

However, he didn't just sit there and do nothing. He reacted instantly.

He threw his bow into the air.

The Flame Eater Bow spun, absorbing the four flame elements swirling around him.

"Alright then… let's see whose law burns hotter." Klaus gritted his teeth, feeling the space collapsing around him.

He slammed his palms together, creating a crackling sound.

His flame wings folded inward, wrapping around his body like a protective cloth.

Suddenly, an intense heat surged, so intense the shrinking space trembled. The barrier shielding the audience started to melt, but more kept replacing the damaged ones.

The audience of course continue cheering like a bunch of crazies.

A vortex of flame erupted around Klaus, bathing him all over. Klaus tapped into the flame law again, and this time, he saw a way to break free.

He had been going about the whole process the wrong way. Now, Niva had given him a hint on how to break her dome.

Naturally, Klaus, with his Hivemind, was able to weave the flame law just the way he wanted in less than ten seconds.

It was just that he wouldn't be using an ancient law. His knowledge of Primordial Laws are limited at this moment. So he would just build upon his miniature sun.

Soon, he was done.

"Flame Law: Collapse Break!"