MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1093: Fun-1

The Vampires charged forward, each brandishing different weapons, their forms crossing the expanse in mere moments with terrifying swiftness and accuracy. Anthony simply took a breath, as if absorbing the very essence of the moment, relishing the impending confrontation, a broad smile gracing his lips. Like a projectile launched from a firearm, he surged ahead, his fist clenching tightly as he drove it towards an approaching blade with cataclysmic force.

The cosmic atmosphere erupted outwards in sheer chaos, space rippling violently from the impact's power. In the very next instant, the weapon disintegrated completely under the might of Anthony’s blow. The Vampire’s eyes widened in astonishment, but Anthony pressed on, his hand moving once more as he launched another devastating punch towards the Vampire’s midsection. The immense power sent the Vampire hurtling backward, his body crashing heavily against a distant star.

Yet, Anthony did not pursue. Another Vampire closed in on him instantly, this one wielding a colossal hammer that swung down towards his head as if the blood-drinking creature intended to crush him utterly. Anthony, however, did not evade. Instead, he turned to meet the incoming assault, his left foot blurring upwards as he intercepted the blunt-force strike with only his toes.

The wind howled in protest as Anthony halted the attack as trivially as child's play. Employing the same left foot, he effortlessly deflected the blow, his body pivoting fluidly with his waist. His left leg landed as his right leg thrust forward with explosive power, his heel striking the Vampire's jaw with a world-shattering eruption that echoed through the void.

Two assaults, two Vampires subdued with absolute supremacy.

But in the following moment, countless blood constructs flooded his vision, their numbers reaching into the millions—an overwhelming and suffocating deluge of destruction. Yet, Anthony neither dodged nor employed Infinity to block; he was here for amusement. Instead, he adopted a precise martial stance, his body a blur of motion as he met each incoming blood construct with flawless martial technique, his fists, legs, and knees shattering every construct into fragments upon contact.

His physique moved with a speed surpassing a blink, quicker than thought, exceeding even the velocity of light itself. His form seemed to multiply in that instant, leaving countless overlapping afterimages that distorted perception itself.

The Vampires were not yet finished. Witnessing Anthony obliterate constructs capable of tearing planets apart, they promptly altered their strategy. In the next breath, the remaining constructs flared with space-purging power and chaotic intensity, unleashing a titanic blood explosion that expanded outwards for thousands of kilometers, consuming stars, asteroids, and all in its destructive wake.

The Vampires hesitated, their gazes fixed upon the lingering smoke and the epicenter of the blast, seemingly intent on verifying if they had at least managed to inflict injury. After all, they were confronting the God-like Anthony. But as the smoke dissipated, Anthony stood untouched, his attire immaculate as if the dust clouds had never neared him. He raised a hand and brushed his shoulder, as if flicking away a speck of dust, though nothing was there.

Upon seeing him, another Vampire immediately sprang into action. A surge of blood energy boomed violently around her, accumulating with potent force that appeared even greater than the explosion they had just unleashed. The blood energy coalesced around her palm, and without hesitation, she directed it straight at Anthony, space bending around the projectile as it hurtled forward with overwhelming momentum.

Anthony's grin broadened as he observed the incoming attack. He raised a hand, mana pulsing wildly, gathering into a concentrated point as he charged his own beam assault. It converged precisely between his index and middle fingers, and with a world-rending burst, the mana beam shot forth to meet the incoming strike.

And with calamitous, apocalyptic force, reality itself fractured as the two beams, one of mana and one of blood energy, violently collided. The very fabric of space at the point of impact yielded completely, giving rise to the void. Yet, even then, Anthony and the Vampire intensified their output as if they possessed limitless energy to expend.

In the span of a single blink, two more Vampires materialized beside Anthony, flanking him to his left and right. They could not simply remain passive observers. The instant they appeared, they employed shadow abilities, one conjuring binding chains intended to immobilize him, while the other generated slicing waves of shadow aimed at tearing him asunder.

Their swift, sudden assault would have overwhelmed even a seasoned warrior, yet Anthony was far from ordinary. His battle experience dwarfed even Klaus's. A grin plastered on his face, he vanished from his spot. In the blink of an eye, the Vampire who had fired the blood energy beam found herself in Anthony's original position, while Anthony materialized where she had stood, their locations swapped by his astonishing spatial abilities.

Before the Vampire could even process the impossible shift, she was eviscerated by the attacks of her own allies. Anthony, now occupying her former space, turned his gaze to the other Vampires hovering nearby.

Before any of them could react, he grabbed one by the shoulder and head. With a terrifying ease, as if tearing fragile paper, he ripped the Vampire's head clean from its body. Flesh yielded effortlessly; the Vampire's spinal cord remained grotesquely attached to the severed head, leaving the headless body behind as crimson fluid sprayed into the emptiness.

Without a pause, Anthony pulverized the skull with a simple clench of his fist. Then, without missing a beat, he launched a devastating uppercut into the headless torso's chest. A thunderous boom echoed as the headless body was propelled with immense force toward a nearby planet.

But these were Vampires; the man regenerated his head with little effort. Anthony relished this; his objective was amusement, and the Vampire's swift return to life simply promised him more entertainment and more agonizing forms of death for his foe to experience.

The remaining Vampires had already retreated rapidly, creating a significant distance from Anthony, repulsed by his brutal and gruesome methods of dispatch. Yet, as they attempted to gain space, Anthony simply annihilated it.

"Why the hasty retreat? Did your queen not command you to attack? Are you defying her orders?" Anthony taunted, appearing directly before another Vampire.

Before the man could utter a word, Anthony seized his head firmly with both hands. Then, driving his thumbs forward with vicious glee, he plunged them into the Vampire's eyes.

"Aaaarrghhh!!!" The man shrieked at the highest pitch, his hands desperately attempting to pry Anthony's grip away, but it was a futile struggle against his overwhelming strength.

"Why the scream? Are you not at the Apexus Mana Rank? Your pain tolerance should be exceptionally high," Anthony retorted, the Vampire's blood trickling down his fingers. With a sickening, tearing sound, the man's eyes were ripped out as Anthony's thumbs burrowed into his brain, utterly destroying it.

The body instantly went limp. Witnessing this, Anthony casually tossed it aside like a broken plaything. Since the Vampire was momentarily lifeless, Anthony had no further use for him.