The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse - Chapter 1291

Capítulo 1291: See Ya

[Astryx Star System – Planet Lumin Star]

A True Immortal flew at great speed through the air, speeding toward a mansion standing atop a mountain. The sun in the sky shines with a silver glow, making the entire atmosphere look silvery.

The look in his eyes showed he was in a hurry, so without slowing down his speed, he landed on the mountain, causing it to shake.

“Who dares disturb my sleep?”

A terrifying voice came from the mansion, accompanied by an invisible force, forcing the True Immortal to go down on his knees. He couldn’t resist.

“What do you want, Quill?” The voice spoke again from inside the mansion, lifting the pressure from the True Immortal.

“My lord, it is the young miss… She is in danger.”

“WHAT?” A man with short silver hair appeared from thin air, his expression dark as he waved his hand, causing Quill to stand up.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. But I just received a message that a priority rescue mission had been posted in the Dervas Mission Hall. The SOS signal came from Young Miss Ophelia’s life signal.”

“Those bastards. Even after sending her away, they still managed to track her down.” The man, whose name was Victor Astryx, the ruler of the Astryx Star System, muttered, tapping a few buttons on his communicator.

Soon, the face of a man who immediately became scared upon seeing Lord Victor’s furious-looking face appeared in holographic form.

“If anything happens to my daughter, you and the Dervas Mission Hall will give me an explanation,” Lord Victor said coldly before hanging up the line. He didn’t even give the man a chance to explain himself.

Just after Lord Victor hung up the call, his communicator rang, and he answered it quickly. A hologram of a man with a long beard and a bald head appeared in the air, wearing a twisted smile.

When Lord Victor saw this, his frown deepened. “Ornyx, what do you want?”

“Oh, already to the point, I see,” Ornyx smirked and waved his hand, manifesting an image of a map fragment. “It came to my attention that you, little flower, came into possession of a fragment of the Jade Ant Nest.

“My lastborn, of course, asked nicely, but even after killing five of her guards, she refused to hand it over. Something about it belonging to her daddy and the Stella humans. Could you believe the balls on her…

“I wouldn’t want to bore you with the details. Just know that she tried calling for help, but as you already know, we, the Voidbound Corsairs, don’t like to be messed with, so we jammed her signals.

“So why don’t we come to an agreement? You will order her to hand the map over, or we will kill her and take it.

“My son is closing in on her as we speak. And oh, the Mission Hall wouldn’t be able to get there fast enough, so make your decision. I can grant you a one-way connection to order her.”

Lord Victor gritted his teeth, a crazy look appearing on his face.

He thought for a moment before a twisted smirk formed on his lips. “What is funny?” Ornyx asked in a somewhat startled tone.

“As to whether she gets to survive and bring the map will depend on her fate. If she dies, then that is her fate too. Just as today is the day fated for the Voidbound Corsairs to be wiped out.”

Lord Victor turned to Quill and spoke in a serious tone. “Gather the Stella Wardogs. We will be wiping out the Voidbound Corsairs today.”

Under Ornyx’s surprised gaze, Lord Victor took off, his strength as an Immortal Lord pushing his speed to the max.

“Don’t be crazy, Victor. We can talk about this. It is your daughter’s life we are talking about here.”

“Too late. You all will be going down today. I have had enough of your nonsense.”

Ornyx cut the call in a panicked mode. They both were Immortal Lords, but he knew he was no match for Victor. He would wipe the floor with him.

Seeing his dangerous eyes, he panicked.

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[Planet Nivel]

Ophelia held her bow in a firm grip, her gaze locked on Desmond.

The gap between them was vast, since Desmond was a High-level Real Immortal and Ophelia was only a Low-level Real Immortal.

However, she was a ranged fighter, and as such, she had some advantage as long as she maintained her distance. Currently, their only hope was that the SOS she sent would reach its intended target and that help would arrive on time.

Her four guards stood around her, their gazes locked on the others.

But considering they had been surrounded by seven warriors, two of whom were True Immortals, made their resistance seem already futile.

“So what do you say, Ophelia? Are you handing the map fragment over, or should I take it by force?”

Ophelia raised her bow and drew the bowstring, manifesting an arrow. “Over my dead body.” She fired the arrow, and her four guards dashed forward to take on the others.

Two of them went against the two True Immortals, while the other two took on the five peak Real Immortals, leaving Desmond to Ophelia.

The arrow fired was blocked by Desmond, who merely slashed his spear, and the void took the arrow away.

“Futile,” Desmond smiled and moved, his speed blinding. Before Ophelia could realise where he was, a spear stabbed toward her shoulder from behind.

She moved forward instead of evading to the side. This allowed the spear to touch her; however, due to the gap she created, Desmond was forced to stretch significantly, reducing the force behind the stab.

If she had pivoted to the left, considering the stab came for her right shoulder, Desmond would have used the momentum to attack with his leg or even a sword he had hidden inside the void.

Ophelia knew Desmond all too well, since they had been clashing with the Voidbound Corsairs, a mercenary family full of hardened criminals and rapists, for years already.

So, based on what she knew, she used it to save her skin in the first exchange. However, against someone like Desmond, who had been battling literal True Immortals long before he became an immortal, he didn’t let the setback ruin his mood.

With a smile on his face, he raised his spear and tried to attack again.

But Ophelia anticipated that, so she made her move mid-strike. Her hair whipped through the air, and ten hidden weapons flashed out, catching Desmond by surprise.

He abandoned his strike and used his spear to defend. However, as fast as he was, he couldn’t fully defend himself, allowing a needle to graze his cheek.

“Poison.” Desmond’s expression turned dark. He quickly pulled a pill from his space ring and took it. However, that delay gave Ophelia the chance to distance herself again and attack with another arrow.

“BITCH, YOU ARE DEAD!”

Desmond exploded with fury, cutting the arrow that was fired at him in half. But the shockwave pushed him back. This gave Ophelia another chance to lock an arrow.

However, before she could release it, the void cracked, and from within, a handsome white human jumped out, an A-class laser gun aimed at the forehead of a True Immortal.

“See ya,” Klaus grinned and fired the laser beam.