MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1096: Fun-4

For a brief moment, the remaining Vampires stood in silence, their gazes fixed upon Anthony as they pondered their next course of action. Nothing they had tried thus far yielded any success, and their numbers dwindled with consistent, relentless precision.

"Esteemed Blood Queen," Anthony's voice cut through the quiet, directed towards the unseen figure, "Will you not intervene? Your subordinates are perishing, you know." Yet, the Blood Queen remained unseen, observing the unfolding events from a distance. Her objective was clear: not only to test Anthony's strength but also to gather extensive intelligence on him during this battle, conducting it all as a meticulously planned experiment.

Only silence answered Anthony's taunt. After a short pause, he offered a relaxed shrug and a smile. "As you can see, she seems indifferent to your fate. I suppose the title 'Blood Queen' is fitting indeed," he remarked, his tone laced with amusement and an unnerving tranquility, as if no disturbance in the universe could possibly affect him.

The remaining five Vampires exchanged subtle nods, a silent communication passing between them as they coordinated their next maneuver. Anthony made no move to disrupt their telepathic exchange, finding little amusement in interrupting their final, desperate gambit.

In the ensuing moment, their blood energy surged in perfect unison, mimicking the casting of a powerful spell. Indeed, they were casting the same spell, their five voices resonating across the galaxy simultaneously.

The instant the spell was unleashed, their mana violently surged, their blood energy erupting in tandem. A pool of blood formed beneath them, steadily rising until it completely engulfed all five, transforming into a cocoon of writhing, pulsating ichor.

Anthony's eyebrow arched slightly. He neither intervened nor moved, merely observing with keen interest, curious about the outcome. Seconds later, the blood cocoon violently shattered, and from its depths, a monstrous entity emerged.

The creature, a formidable transformation of the Vampire, stood nearly twelve feet tall, its muscles bulging with grotesque density far surpassing any Titan. Immense wings, a stark contrast of black and blood-red, unfurled from its back, casting an oppressive aura. Its skin retained a deathly pallor, and clutched in its hand was a colossal, blood-red hammer that radiated the destructive potential to rend entire solar systems. Its eyes blazed with a maddened intensity as they locked onto Anthony, as if it had finally confronted its ultimate nemesis.

Without hesitation, the monster appeared before Anthony in less than a millisecond, its speed eclipsing that of any previous Vampire. It raised its gargantuan hammer and brought it crashing down towards Anthony's comparatively diminutive form, making him appear almost childlike in contrast.

Anthony calmly observed the descending hammer. Without the slightest delay, his hand moved towards the katana at his waist. The instant his fingers brushed the hilt, the blade liquefied, instantly reshaping itself into a hammer. With a fluid, dexterous spin, he swung it upward to meet the devastating impact.

A thunderous explosion of raw power erupted outwards, expanding like a colossal sphere that consumed everything within its reach. Yet, neither combatant retreated. In a flash, they vanished from their initial positions, reappearing on the surface of a distant star. There, they resumed their furious exchange, hammering at each other with relentless ferocity, like beings driven solely by primal instinct and unbridled aggression.

They did not cease, they did not pause, they did not even blink; they devolved into pure warriors, embodying nothing but overwhelming physical might and unrestrained force.

Despite the dramatic disparity in size, the monstrous Vampire found itself progressively on the defensive. Anthony dominated the encounter through his sheer mastery of the hammer, deliberately holding back his superior strength, as the swift conclusion of the battle would offer no satisfaction.

Like a falling comet, Anthony's hammer slammed into the jaw of the monstrous Vampire, sending it hurtling upwards as a blur. Anthony pursued instantly, appearing above it with a wide, exhilarated grin, his hammer raised high before bringing it down with even greater destructive force.

The Vampire monster reacted purely on instinct, swinging its own hammer upwards to counter Anthony's strike. The collision unleashed a deafening explosion, sending violent sparks erupting outwards with such intensity that they seemed to extinguish the very light of the nearby stars. Without pause, Anthony accelerated further, swinging his hammer once more, this time slamming it directly into the creature's abdomen.

With the fury of a celestial tempest, the Vampire beast plunged toward a nearby star, only to instantly recoil. Its formidable wings beat the void, expertly evading the subsequent blast. As it shifted, a sun erupted in a cataclysm of incandescent energy precisely where its head had been moments before, struck by Anthony’s mighty hammer.

The Vampire creature retaliated with the speed of a lightning strike, its entire form crackling with electrical energy that magnified its velocity and sheer destructive power. However, Anthony merely flowed through the air, sidestepping the potent assault with unnerving ease. His hammer then descended, meeting the creature’s chest with crushing force, instantly blasting a gaping void through its form.

Though its regenerative capabilities swiftly mended the grievous wound, Anthony remained unfazed. He swung once more, his hammer impacting the monster’s knees with the brutal, concussive force of two colossal rams colliding.

The Vampire beast’s legs instantaneously buckled, forcing it to its knees. Yet, as it knelt, its vision was consumed by the terrifying descent of Anthony’s hammer, its wielder’s face contorted into a savage grin, utterly devoid of mercy.

It was abundantly clear that Anthony derived an excessive amount of pleasure from this confrontation, a stark contrast to his stated reason for departing a Military Base – to simply meet with his companions.

The monster found itself utterly engulfed, unable to mount any meaningful defense. Before it could even process the onslaught, Anthony struck again and again, his hammer delivering a relentless barrage of blows in rapid succession, each impact occurring within mere fractions of a second.

His strikes rained down from every conceivable angle, an indiscriminate storm of annihilation. After enduring this relentless, continuous assault, the Vampire monster suddenly flared with an intense crimson light. In the blink of an eye, the five original Vampire entities reappeared, their fusion forcibly shattered by the unending, overwhelming offensive from Anthony.

But the instant they reformed, Anthony’s assault paused. In a movement of liquid grace, his hammer morphed back into a katana. Then, with the practiced swiftness and deadly precision of a True Swordsman, he unleashed a singular slash. Yet, from that one strike, countless arcs of luminous sword energy erupted simultaneously, reducing the newly reformed Vampires to mere wisps of dissipating flesh.

Even before the faintest hint of regeneration could manifest, Anthony unleashed his potent Divine Flames, immolating them completely, consigning them to utter oblivion. With the task complete, he calmly returned his katana to its sheath, standing solitary amidst the profound silence, a victor reveling in his own brutal satisfaction.

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