The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1612: Punishment Or Pleasure

It took Klaus three hours less to arrive at the borders of the Sylvaris Planetary System. With Icon working overtime, he managed to locate the docking bay and landed his X-Class spaceship.

The warriors there were all startled when they saw an X-Class spaceship arrive at their base. However, when they saw Klaus walk out, they immediately recognised him as the Renegade Hunter.

They quickly welcomed him and gave him a place to rest while some of them worked to contact General Lythariel, who was supposed to arrive with him.

Klaus informed them that General Lythariel had asked him to take the lead and that she would follow promptly. If only they knew the feisty general was furiously on her way, coming to give Klaus a piece of her mind.

Five hours after Klaus arrived, her spaceship docked, and, as if she had been possessed by a demon, she alighted furiously and immediately commanded a guard to bring Klaus to her.

Just then, the void tore open, and Klaus walked out, carrying a bowl of grapes.

"General Lythariel, I suppose," he said, walking casually toward the furious Elven General, who wanted nothing more than to snap Klaus’s neck.

"You bastard, I clearly gave you an order to come to Planet Seren. Why did you disobey my orders?" she asked, her index finger aggressively pointing at Klaus.

Seeing this, Klaus smiled. "I suppose, looking at our ears, I am a human, and you are an elf, so naturally, I am not obligated to follow your orders. However, that wasn’t even the reason I disobeyed your orders."

Klaus took a few steps forward, closing the gap between him and General Lythariel. "I disobeyed your orders because of your arrogance. I don’t know who you are or what you are capable of, but when addressing my majestic self, you ought to be polite."

General Lythariel gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. "Who do you think you are? A mere human scum with some luck doesn’t have the qualifications to warrant respect from me. Or do you think the Elven Galaxy is as low as your human universe?"

She also took several steps forward, her aura as a Universal God pouring out with each step. Clearly, she intended to suppress Klaus and win back her honour.

However, instead of making Klaus feel suppressed, the bastard smiled and, to the shock of the poor general, licked his lips like a predator that had found its prey.

Instinctively, General Lythariel panicked. However, the next second, she felt violated.

Just when she took a step to close the one-meter gap between them, Klaus moved, and before she could read his movement, a slap landed on the last place she expected.

PAH!

A wave of pleasantly stinging pain shot through her butt, travelling into her heart, and then her mind. Immediately, the pleasant pain reached her mind, her reasoning shut down completely. In an instant, she forgot how to think.

Her mind went blank, and even the onlookers lost their ability to think. They saw how Klaus had slapped their general’s butt, and that alone was enough to shut their minds down.

However, when they regained their senses, all of them moved back.

The next second, a furious scream erupted from General Lythariel’s mouth, accompanied by the full might of her Universal God power.

"YOU BASTARD!"

Klaus felt a terrible pressure slam into him, one powerful enough to send a God Monarch flying several miles away. However, Klaus merely smiled, tapped into his Gravity Law, and made his body as heavy as possible.

Only his hair fluttered in the wind, and that was all. As for those who couldn’t move back fast enough, they were sent flying away, some slamming into thick walls and passing out, while others managed to land on their feet.

Before General Lythariel could even widen her eyes in shock that Klaus had blocked her pressure, he moved again and landed another slap on her butt.

"You know, this is my first time meeting an elf with this much ass. Are you sure you are fully an elf?" Klaus asked, giving her ass a gentle squeeze before moving away.

Instantly, the weather turned hot as General Lythariel’s red hair started to flutter in the air. Her beautiful facial features contorted, twisting as her fury reached its peak.

"DIE, YOU SCUM-"

PAH!

Another slap landed on her butt, causing her fury to melt away. In fact, her body trembled, her legs shook, and then she raised her head and screamed.

But just when her scream died down, and flames were about to ignite in her eyes, another slap landed on her ass, causing her body to calm down again.

This reaction made her narrow her eyes at Klaus, who wore a smile.

She pointed forward and was about to say something when yet another slap landed on her butt. This time, she sensed something was terribly wrong.

Just now, she had tried to release a powerful soul attack. However, the moment Klaus’s palm landed on her butt, she melted docilely. It was as if her body welcomed the slaps landing on her butt, so whenever it happened, she calmed down regardless of her mental state.

She knew it was Klaus’s fault, but her ego, and the fact that over a hundred elves who used to fear her had just witnessed her getting slapped on the butt, prevented her from bringing herself to stop.

However, before she could do anything, Klaus appeared before her and, with a gentle movement, undressed her, taking off her armour and leaving only a short pair of pants that barely covered her ass and a military bra that somehow held her breasts firmly.

This action caused her to widen her eyes and, for a moment, wish she were dead. However, before she could make a sound, she found herself pinned down on a bed.

Klaus grinned at her and spoke, "You are a feisty one, aren’t you?"

"You- shameless bastard, what are you doing?" She tried to wiggle her way out of Klaus’s hold, but she was powerless. She could feel her strength, yet somehow, she was powerless against him.

"What am I doing?" Klaus brushed her hair to the side and caressed her cheeks. "Saving your life, of course."

General Lythariel narrowed her eyes and frowned. "What are you talking about? I am fine. I don’t need saving. Now let go of my arm, you pervert."

Klaus laughed and then, with one quick movement of his hand, Lythariel’s bra came off, revealing her beautiful breasts.

"Even after billions of years have passed, my mistake still seems to keep following you." Klaus brushed his palm across her breasts, and a green spider tattoo appeared on them.

"I am sorry, Lythariel. I am sorry for everything."

General Lythariel was stunned, unsure of what to say as she listened to Klaus. While her breasts were on display and she had no idea where she was, she also felt no need to try to leave after hearing Klaus’s words.

In fact, she felt deep in her soul that Klaus meant more to her than she actually believed.

"I know you are confused right now, but know that I am sorry for everything, Lythariel. I never should have let my lust get the best of me. I shouldn’t have destroyed your life the way I did."

Klaus reached forward and planted a kiss on her forehead.

The next second, her mind was flooded with memories of a life that ended in pain and regret.