MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1075: Humble Bragging

Bryan nodded in agreement with Bringer’s words. He himself had faced countless attacks inside the Dragon Domain, surviving one surprise ambush after another, but in the end, no Emperor or Domain Ruler showed real concern—as long as their heir or child survived, and the assigned bodyguards carried out their duties properly without any mistakes.

These Domain Rulers had gone through similar assassin strikes in their youth, battling life-or-death struggles that tested their limits relentlessly. Through such trials, they forged themselves into the powerful figures they now were. To them, it served as just another brutal method to harden their heirs, compelling them to grow stronger, sharper, and develop the unbreakable resolve essential for a true Domain Ruler.

"I suspect that even at the event where Father announces my older brother as the Crowned Prince, these assassins won’t stop coming after me," Bryan said, shaking his head, his voice steady yet tinged with resignation, though he had grown used to it; assassins felt as commonplace to him now as the air around him, always there and impossible to escape.

"I guess when we get to the military, that will stop," Tiara remarked, her excitement for enlisting in the military shining through her words more than anything else.

Anthony and Bryan nodded in unison, and then Bryan, Rider, and Tiara settled into sitting positions on the aircraft, relaxing as they stared up at the moons and stars dotting the immense sky overhead. Even Anthony, capable of shrugging off a star’s full force unscathed, gazed at them too; the five of them soaked in the peaceful instant, wrapped in a tranquil, almost holy quiet.

"The stars and moon truly are beautiful," Tiara murmured, her blood-red eyes locked on a far-off star that twinkled faintly like a tiny speck in the boundless night, her words filled with soft awe.

"They are," Anthony responded flatly, his face emotionless but his sincerity clear in his straightforward tone.

Rider’s lips quirked faintly as he commented, "You speak as though you are like us; you can just leave the Planetary and see the stars anytime you wish," a hint of envy threading through his voice, a deep longing for what lay just out of grasp.

While S-rank allowed automatic flight, it was merely one wish among many for the living—who wouldn’t crave seeing the stars up close, grasping them personally, standing on them to behold the universe’s grandeur directly?

"No need to talk to this guy called Anthony; I’m sure he is more into destroying stars. After all, in his battle with that Demon called Lilith, they were casually destroying stars, moons, and suns as though they were nothing more than mere mountains," Bryan said, shaking his head, his face showing lingering shock and admiration, the memory of the Forsaken Cult purge livestream still fresh.

"That’s true," Tiara agreed softly, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the moon, captivated by its ghostly luminescence.

Without seeing it themselves that day, none of them would have believed such feats; the sheer power needed to shatter those celestial objects remained unimaginable, utterly beyond their current grasp.

Bringer faced Anthony and inquired, "How many stars and other astral bodies have you destroyed since reaching the Apexus Mana Rank?" curiosity sharpening his tone, as if dreading yet craving the response.

Anthony paused briefly, as if tallying fights and recollections in his mind. "Well, even before reaching the Apexus Mana Rank, I could already destroy stars and suns. In fact, during the battle you saw between me and Lilith, I hadn’t even reached the Apexus Mana Rank at the time. Counting all of that, I would say a couple thousand each. After all, at our stage, we are more inclined to destroy them than to admire their beauty," he replied honestly, his voice even and factual. Then he shifted from sitting to lying back on the aircraft, a pillow materializing under his head via effortless Quantum Manipulation, treating it as no big deal.

Bryan, Rider, Tiara, and Bringer found themselves completely stunned by Anthony's words, their thoughts racing to comprehend the enormous magnitude of his offhand declaration. He had explained that Apexus Mana Rank enabled one-shotting anyone inferior, yet now he revealed his own battle prowess matching that level prior to attaining it, complete with slaying Lilith—a deed deemed utterly impossible by every established norm.

These burning questions weighed heavily on their minds, compelling them to interrogate Anthony; it all rang so contradictory, illogical, and utterly irrational.

Anthony responded to their queries with blunt simplicity: "I’m a genius and possess limitless talent," delivered in a flat tone stripped of any arrogance, as if reciting the most obvious truth etched into history and all existence.

The others stared in stunned silence at the strikingly handsome human, their faces blending shock, irritation, and grudging acknowledgment; if he'd been inferior in strength, they'd have smacked his head a couple times without a second thought... unfortunately, they held the weaker position here.

"I swear, it’s as if anytime we ask you any question, you somehow end up flexing on us; and if you don’t, you still do something similar," Rider sighed while shaking his head, then copied Anthony by reclining on the aircraft, his stance conveying deep fatigue and surrender.

"There is nothing humble about his humble bragging," Bryan commented, shaking his head at Anthony’s outrageous and nearly preposterous achievements, his voice laced with wry humor.

Even though Anthony had mentioned his Planetary-level power so nonchalantly before hitting Apexus Mana Rank, not one of them thought they could pull off anything close, no matter the scenario. It wasn't due to self-doubt or the like; they just refused to delude themselves and could plainly see the brutal truth staring them in the face.

"Such a cool night," Tiara murmured, opting not to overthink it as she reclined lazily, her form easing into the surface below. She couldn't recall the last time she'd admired such a stunning night sky... maybe five years back... but now she could again; free from that oppressive trap known as marriage, a gentle wave of liberation soothed her.

"Hey, Anthony, what do you think of taking us to see and touch the stars and the moon?" Bringer wondered aloud, his eagerness bursting forth. Instantly, the group's attention locked onto Anthony, curiosity ignited in a flash. Why endure a millennium's wait when the chance to live it dangled right there, ripe for the taking?

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