MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1099: Anticlimactic

"This has grown tiresome, Blood Queen, perhaps I should conclude this confrontation soon if you can't muster more potent attacks and spells," Anthony declared, his gaze fixed upon her. The smile he once wore was gone, replaced by an expression of utter indifference and a distinct lack of excitement.

The instant his words ceased, he vanished from his original position, reappearing a mere step from the Blood Queen. Before she could even process his movement, Anthony's hand became a blur, delivering a blow with star-igniting force that sent her hurtling sideways. The sheer power of the impact warped the very fabric of space around them.

The Blood Queen was violently thrown aside, but almost immediately, she managed to arrest her momentum and regain control of her body. She reacted swiftly, channeling her affinity for Gravity. However, before she could fully unleash its power, Anthony was once more before her. His fist connected with her chest with a crushing intensity that offered no possibility of defense.

A sickening sensation overwhelmed the Blood Queen as her chest imploded and then erupted from her back in a violent spray of blood. Bones fractured and flesh shredded under the immense, unrelenting pressure. She was sent flying backward again, her regenerative abilities activating instantly, restoring her physical form with an unnerving speed and precision.

Yet, Anthony was already there again. He seized her by the jaw, and with another shift through space, reappeared beside a nearby star. With brutal force, Anthony slammed her head into its incandescent surface. The impact was so catastrophic that her head disintegrated upon contact, brain matter and bone fragments painting a gruesome tableau across the star's fiery expanse.

From the remnants of her shattered form, her blood stirred, coalescing and reforming into the Blood Queen once more. But the instant she materialized, Anthony's fist met her jaw in a savage blow. Her body was ripped upward as if launched by a missile, her stabilization utterly compromised.

As she ascended through the void, her thoughts raced, 'Has the gulf in our strength truly become this immense?' she pondered, her consciousness waning. She had anticipated a challenging fight and acknowledged that their battle would not be easy, but she never foresaw such a one-sided and overwhelmingly lopsided disparity.

Her reflections were violently interrupted as she impacted a distant sun, her spine fracturing upon the collision. Nevertheless, her passive regeneration disregarded her agony, mending her physical injuries while continuing to ignore the damage being inflicted upon her very essence.

A pained contortion twisted her features as her voice, imbued with a perilous and desperate determination, echoed through the emptiness of space.

With those words unleashed, a detonation of blood energy erupted from her body as she broke free from the sun's surface, ascending towards the celestial expanse. Her power surged in real-time, her mana reserves expanding exponentially, and her physical capabilities escalating dramatically with each passing moment.

The Forbidden Blood Art she had invoked was an ancient and treacherous technique, demanding a sacrifice of personal vitality in exchange for colossal power, thereby granting a comprehensive augmentation to her innate abilities, including her skills, techniques, and overall combat effectiveness.

The Blood Queen's eyes, now burning crimson, snapped towards Anthony. He remained at a considerable distance, observing her with an expression of complete boredom, the thrill of the fight having long since dissipated for him.

'Perhaps I should have prolonged my engagement with her subordinates,' Anthony mused inwardly with a quiet sigh. Despite the Blood Queen's significant enhancements across all aspects of her power, they held no weight in his estimation.

Even if an ant were to multiply its strength manifold, it would still remain fundamentally an ant.

The Blood Queen closed the distance with her newfound velocity, her vampiric might amplified to terrifying degrees. She unleashed a devastating punch aimed directly at Anthony's head, seeking to obliterate it instantly. Anthony, however, calmly assessed the incoming assault, his hand moving with minimal effort as he raised a single finger in response. With a resounding impact, his index finger arrested the Blood Queen's full-powered charge, stopping it effortlessly.

But it did more than just halt the strike; the sheer force concentrated within that solitary finger pulverized the Blood Queen's entire arm, from its tip to her shoulder. Her limb disintegrated as if it were a fragile shell colliding with solid rock, the chasm in their power made starkly, painfully obvious.

The Blood Queen's sharpened vampiric fangs immediately extended as she lunged forward, attempting to sink them into Anthony's wrist. Her objective was to drain his blood or forcibly transform him into one of her kind. However, the precise moment her teeth made contact with Anthony's hand, they shattered into countless fragments, yielding as if she had bitten into the densest, most unyielding metal in existence.

Before the Blood Queen could even comprehend what had transpired, Anthony seized her visage. His hand forced its way into her mouth, clamping down on her teeth, and with a disturbing display of ease, he wrenched out her entire set of fangs, tearing them from her being as blood violently spattered into the surrounding air.

The Blood Queen’s eyes widened in sheer horror. Even as she channeled her vitality for increased strength and power, she still found herself utterly incapable of matching Anthony in the slightest.

’How is this even possible?’ she mused internally, watching as Anthony ripped her teeth from her mouth. But before she could formulate any further reaction, a crackling sound echoed, followed by lightning surging violently and buzzing in her ears. Anthony immediately engulfed her entire form in an overwhelming torrent of rampaging lightning that tore through her flesh, her bones, her blood, and her muscles alike.

The Blood Queen finally screamed as the agony became utterly unbearable. She possessed a high tolerance for pain, but she was not immune to it, and Anthony had surpassed her threshold with effortless grace, pushing her far beyond what she could endure.

Her once exquisite face was obliterated, her pale skin reduced to charred remnants, and her perfectly coiffed, lush hair utterly incinerated as Anthony burned her to a crisp with his lightning.

"No need to persist in struggling, Blood Queen; at least this way, you and your son can be reunited. You might even discover the Ancient Vampire Blood Grade within the realm of the dead," Anthony stated, gripping her by the neck with calm indifference.

The Blood Queen stared at him, her eyes filled with hate, and declared, "Do you imagine the Vampire Domain will overlook this transgression? Every vampire on the Blue Planet will come for you," she vowed, her voice dripping with venom and defiance.

Anthony regarded her as if she were a simpleton before replying, "Then I shall dispatch the entire Vampire Domain to the realm of the dead; perhaps a new Domain can be established there," he declared with an air of finality, his tone flat as his Divine Flames consumed the Blood Queen, silencing her before she could utter another syllable.

Anthony remained still for a moment. To his perception, this particular battle had been somewhat anticlimactic. It had commenced with considerable promise, carrying a sense of initial excitement, only to conclude in a disappointingly dull fashion.

’I trust the Vampire Domain will offer at least some semblance of a fight,’ Anthony contemplated to himself, feeling a sense of disappointment at the deceased Blood Queen’s lackluster strength. His expectations for subsequent confrontations were elevated as he sought something truly worthy of being considered enjoyable.