MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1058: Discussion-1

Upon Beru’s declaration, realization struck Bryan, Rider, Tiara, and Bringer like lightning—the shadow soldier before them was truly an Angel, a fact that unleashed waves of incredulity across their minds. They stared in utter disbelief; an actual Angel served Anthony, positioned there as if it were the most ordinary occurrence imaginable.

"Anthony, how does your summoning work?" Tiara inquired, brimming with awe, her burning curiosity shattering her usual calm as she yearned to comprehend the secrets of this staggering power.

Anthony held nothing back; with his immense strength, secrecy held no value anyway, so he laid out the method clearly and without fuss.

"Doesn’t that mean you could potentially have billions and trillions of armies?" Bryan questioned, grappling with the notion of Anthony’s limitless summoning, the colossal scope leaving him reeling.

"Yes, I can, but it’s too bothersome; it’s been over a year since I summoned any shadow soldier," Anthony answered nonchalantly, his face serene, speaking as if leading such forces was merely a hassle rather than a boon.

Tiara’s imagination ran wild picturing herself with that power; as a Vampire wielding shadow control, she’d conquer all by herself. Per Anthony, the sole drawback involved mana for healing or summoning shadow soldiers, yet with her Royal-grade bloodline, mana overflowed without issue. Plus, they could train and evolve, an insane perk akin to hitting the ultimate jackpot... if only it belonged to her.

"But how powerful does an Ant have to be for Anthony to turn him into a shadow soldier?" Rider wondered aloud, struggling to process it all, stunned that an Ant formed part of Anthony’s forces. Naturally, he kept his tone respectful, sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Beru’s form alone, a force demanding wary reverence.

An Ant slaying a Dragon would dominate headlines and viral feeds everywhere.

"I’ve had these three even before I came to the Omni Peak Academy," Anthony responded with a grin, sidestepping Rider’s query while revealing a bombshell that hit even harder.

His statement froze them all, thoughts grinding to a halt. "I thought our Galaxy just came into contact with Angels recently. How come you had an Angel as a summon at that time?" Tiara pressed, her eyebrows knitting as she wrestled with the glaring inconsistency.

Anthony merely shook his head, replying, "Now that’s confidential," a sly smile curling his lips, plainly unwilling to divulge more. He couldn’t exactly blurt out that ??? handed it over from an anime-verse, a revelation bound to tangle everything up worse.

Anthony’s response sparked wild theories in their heads about his early Angel encounter, clashing with every scrap of intel they possessed. Still, shadow soldiers required corpses, and he’d been fifteen or younger then, making any Angel contact impossible. To them, the pieces refused to fit, riddled with baffling contradictions.

’Unless the Military always knew of Angels, and Anthony snagged one via his parents,’ Bryan pondered silently, desperately forging a sensible theory. He shook his head, a throbbing headache brewing from the unresolved paradoxes.

"How powerful are they?" Bringer demanded, eyes locked on Igris, who stood poised like a sheathed blade, exuding tranquil yet lethal elegance.

"They all possess Planetary-level combat power," Anthony stated with a smirk, tossing out the info like everyday chatter.

Rider, Bryan, and the others almost toppled from their chairs in shock at Anthony’s revelation; planetary-level strength struck them as pure madness, realms beyond their grasp, leaving them questioning what they’d heard.

Noting their stunned faces, Anthony dismissed the summons, shadows dissolving in a blink, the crushing aura evaporating as if never there. The shades underfoot normalized, free of any twitch or warp. All gazes dropped to the ground, probing the shadows—Tiara especially, with her Shadow and Darkness affinities—yet she detected zilch, as though the spectacle had been a mere dream.

"You know, with what I’ve just seen, I can’t help but ask, how strong were you in school? Knowing you, you were probably hiding your powers," Tiara probed, locking eyes with Anthony, her inquisitiveness now fixated on his history.

Tiara’s query drew every eye to Anthony; after his parade of miracles, he must have shone just as brilliantly—or brighter—in school days.

"I was already at the SSS Rank before I even joined the Omni Peak Academy," he declared flatly, no drama, like mentioning the weather.

His revelation detonated in their brains like a nuke. Pre-Academy, they’d hit A Rank, yet Anthony claimed SSS Rank upon arrival—a chasm so immense it bordered on fiction.

"I’m sure whenever we challenged you, you probably looked at us like idiots," Bryan remarked with a wry chuckle, the ridiculousness hitting home. The others nodded grimly, sighing as the gulf between them crystallized.

"What rank were you when we graduated?" Bringer followed up, eager to gauge Anthony’s rank leaps over that academy year, hooked completely.

"Why bother asking? He was probably at the Emperor Rank or something," Bryan dismissed with a headshake, bracing for the absurd.

"Well, give or take," Anthony quipped smilingly, evading direct yes-or-no while hinting broadly.

"Urgh, I feel like punching your handsome face," Bringer grumbled, fresh from his own breakthrough moments ago, now irked and deflated.

"I think this is the first time I’m about to be envious of someone’s life," Bryan admitted, blending shock with grudging respect.

"I mean, we are rich, handsome, powerful, royal, with powerful backing and backgrounds too, but we all pale compared to this guy," Rider added bluntly from aside, nailing the truth.

"The earlier you stop comparing yourself to him, the better," Tiara advised, a faint smile tugging her lips. She—or they—all sat at King Mana Rank, reeling that Anthony had surpassed it pre-graduation, a pill tough to swallow.

’Is this how other Vampires feel when they compare their talent to mine?’ she mused inwardly, a fleeting self-reflection, before sighing it off.

"If you were already at the SSS Rank, why even bother attending the Academy at all? Why not just stay home and train?" Bringer questioned, truly baffled, figuring he’d skip the Omni Peak Academy in Anthony’s place.

"Well, my parents wanted me to attend, and also, I loved the concept of the Academy," Anthony explained casually but earnestly, as if that sufficed.

Though school hadn’t thrilled him in his prior life, which reincarnator or transmigrator wouldn’t crave a fantasy Academy teeming with diverse races, living out pure fantasy and myth?