MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1092: Less Talk, More Action

Anthony’s eyes lingered on the Blood Queen for a moment. He had previously resolved to deny any involvement in her son’s demise if questioned. However, at this juncture, he questioned this resolve. Why should he feign innocence? The thought of affirming his role and reveling in the ensuing pandemonium brought a sly smile to his lips.

"If I indeed played a part in your son’s death, what actions do you intend to take? Knowing that I possess superior strength, are you prepared to rush headlong into your own demise and join him?" Anthony responded, a broad grin stretching across his face. His expression was laced with amusement and eager anticipation, as if the unfolding drama was a source of genuine enjoyment.

Boredom gnawed at him; a little chaos might just make things more interesting. Should the Vampire race face annihilation as a consequence, it was of no concern to him, nor would it trouble his sleep.

"ANTHONY!!!!" The Blood Queen’s furious shriek reverberated through the chamber. Despite Anthony’s indirect response, she had already condemned him in her heart, her emotions completely overshadowing any semblance of rational thought.

In a flash, she covered the distance between them, her form blurring into a crimson streak that sliced through the intervening space. Her fingers transformed into vicious, elongated claws, aimed with lethal accuracy at Anthony’s throat; the very fabric of space seemed to fracture under the immense force of her assault.

Yet, Anthony remained unfazed, his gaze fixed on the incoming strike, completely devoid of any apprehension. But before the attack could connect, it was arrested, halted once more by the power of Infinity.

"You know, I have no objections to reuniting mother and son, just not in the realm of the living," Anthony stated, a placid smile gracing his features. Before the Blood Queen could process his words or formulate a reply, his fist collided with her jaw with planet-shattering force, the impact utterly cataclysmic.

The blow sent her hurtling violently upward, her body rending the roof of the Blood Castle as if it were mere brittle glass. She ascended into the heavens, piercing the atmosphere with unstoppable momentum, her trajectory akin to a comet reversing its course, propelled towards the stars by Anthony’s devastating punch.

"My Queen!!" The guards materialized instantly, rushing to contain the perceived threat with swift, ingrained reactions. However, the moment their eyes fell upon Anthony, they froze mid-stride, their instincts blaring alarms as they recognized the formidable presence before them.

Their hesitation lasted but a fleeting moment. Driven by an unshakeable loyalty, they launched their attacks regardless, sacrificing their lives without a second thought. Anthony, however, had no desire to expend energy on weaker adversaries.

With a mere exertion of will, space itself contorted to his command, and with terrifying ease, every Vampire Guard in his vicinity was violently expelled outwards, their bodies rupturing like overfilled bladders. Blood, viscera, organs, and bone fragments rained down, splattering the chamber walls, floor, and doorway as Anthony twisted the very spatial dimensions within their bodies, leaving no remnant intact.

Without pausing, Anthony ascended, his form blasting through the fractured ceiling in pursuit of the Blood Queen, who was still being violently propelled skyward by the residual force of his initial strike, her ascent unhindered.

Powerhouses operating at a planetary level materialized in the space above Anthony, converging from various directions as if summoned by an urgent alarm. Though they lacked a complete understanding of the preceding events, their paramount concern was their Queen’s safety, and they stood prepared to act decisively.

'Eleven of them,' Anthony noted silently.

In the subsequent instant, a torrent of blood constructs, spears, swords, poles, spikes, and an assortment of other deadly formations rained down upon him with unrelenting ferocity, saturating the surrounding area with lethal intent. Anthony made no attempt to evade or defend conventionally; Infinity simply brought all motion to an abrupt halt.

The moment he closed the distance with the first Vampire, he seized the man by the head without resistance. Instantly, azure flames erupted, engulfing the unfortunate being and erasing his very existence before a single cry could escape his lips.

The remaining ten unleashed a synchronized assault from multiple angles, aiming to overwhelm him through sheer numbers and calculated precision. However, their efforts proved utterly futile. Anthony flickered between their positions instantaneously, appearing and vanishing unpredictably as he unleashed his azure-flame attacks, consuming each assailant sequentially before they could even register their predicament.

Apexus Mana Rank Vampires were notoriously difficult to deal with due to their ability to resurrect through their blood, making them persistent enemies in prolonged battles. However, Anthony had no intention of entertaining such nuisances; he had chosen to use his Divine Flames specifically to ensure complete eradication, as he couldn’t be bothered to deal with the inconvenience of regeneration from such insignificant opponents.

He didn’t concern himself with Tiara, Bryan, and the others’ safety, as everything had already been meticulously arranged for this moment. In a blur, he vanished from the sky entirely, teleporting directly to the Blood Queen’s position.

"Why did you kill my son, Anthony? He did nothing to you, why?" The Blood Queen’s voice echoed the moment she saw Anthony appear before her once more, her tone filled with a mixture of rage, grief, and disbelief.

"Well, he didn’t, but you can only blame yourself. You forced a friend of mine into some twisted arrangement, what exactly did you expect to happen?" Anthony replied with a casual shrug, his demeanor suggesting that the matter held little significance to him.

"He simply loved Tiara; he only wanted to be with her. What’s wrong with a mother fulfilling her son’s wish?" the Blood Queen responded, her aura surging violently as the space around her trembled with frightening intensity, her emotions spiraling further out of control.

Anthony let out a soft laugh as he shook his head slowly. "Save the lies, Elara. If that was truly all there was to it, I could have approached you and resolved the situation with compensation you wouldn’t have been able to refuse. But I am well aware of your plans, to drink your own grandchildren’s blood if any of them were born with an Ancestor Grade Bloodline," he stated calmly, his words cutting through her facade with ease as he hovered in place.

The Blood Queen’s eyes narrowed sharply at Anthony’s revelation, her expression shifting into one of shock. She couldn’t comprehend how Anthony had uncovered her plan, a secret that was meant to remain known only to her and her son, Drake.

The next moment, additional Planetary-level Vampires appeared around Anthony, surrounding him completely as though forming an impenetrable barrier, their presence reinforcing the Blood Queen’s authority.

Seeing the arrival of her reinforcements, the Blood Queen’s confidence surged noticeably. While she acknowledged that Anthony was stronger than her individually, she believed that with such overwhelming numbers, she could suppress him through sheer force and coordination.

"Resurrect him, and we will forget this ever happened, Null Anthony," the Blood Queen stated firmly. Despite everything, she still intended to use Anthony; after all, if he died, there would be no one left capable of bringing her son back to life. Even though Anthony had uncovered her hidden intentions, she had no plans of abandoning her goals. At this moment, she believed she held the upper hand.

Anthony smiled at her declaration, amusement flickering in his eyes. "I think you misunderstand something, Elara Bloodmoon," he spoke playfully. "You attacked me first, so I’m going to enjoy this battle until you, and every Vampire here, dies. So don’t think of this ending until one side is completely wiped out," his tone light, almost inviting, as though he was looking forward to what was about to unfold.

The Blood Queen remained silent for a brief moment before replying, "It seems that because the Humans on our planet call you a God, you have become arrogant," her voice carrying a cold edge.

"Less talk, more action. After all, you can’t avenge your son with your tongue, can you?" Anthony asked teasingly, his expression unchanged.

"Attack!!!" The Blood Queen ordered without hesitation at the mention of her son, her command echoing with chilling authority as the battle truly began.

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