MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1136: Reunion

Within the hallowed grounds of the Divine Realm, Anthony’s loyal subordinates began to materialize, one after another. Each individual entered the realm with an air of absolute ownership, their imposing presence causing the very fabric of space to contort as if yielding to their command. However, the instant they fully manifested, their overwhelming auras and formidable energies seemed to dissipate, vanishing as if they had never been present at all.

Spectre, ever the steadfast second-in-command, was the first to make his appearance. His trusty katana rested at his hip, and the dark lightning that typically surged around him gradually receded, leaving behind no discernible trace of its destructive power.

Donna materialized with an aura of serene blue tranquility, as though water and the very essence of aqua could carve pathways to any corner of existence. Her flowing azure hair and matching eyes radiated an unparalleled calmness, a gentle smile gracing her lips as she surveyed her surroundings with quiet composure.

Litt burst onto the scene with an irrepressible grin plastered across his face, his well-defined muscles rippling beneath a loosely worn, unbuttoned shirt. An earring adorned one ear while the other remained bare, his casual attire a striking contrast to the lethal aura he could unleash at will. His soul-bound spear hovered nearby, emitting a faint, almost sentient hum.

Clement seemed to arrive as if he had always occupied the space, as though he had resided within the Divine Realm long before Anthony even conceived the idea of their assembly. His entire form was cloaked in an impenetrable shroud of darkness and shadow, concealing even his eyes, leaving him indistinguishable from ???’s default spectral appearance. The shadows surrounding him writhed in response to his mere existence, and any light that dared to approach him was instantly swallowed by the abyssal darkness that enveloped him.

The very essence of space appeared to fracture and freeze with Vivian’s ethereal arrival, her beauty as divine and breathtaking as ever, her countenance as icily indifferent as it had perpetually been. Her very presence seemed to arrest the flow of time, as if her chilling aura could solidify even the ephemeral particles of time to bend to her will. Her cascading blue hair was a perfect complement to her elegant attire, and she stood with the placid serenity of a goddess detached from the trivialities of mortal concerns.

Marcus emerged next, his demeanor as placid as a tranquil lake. A simple smile played on his lips, clad entirely in black, his Physique-bound sword, Celestine, hanging nonchalantly at his waist. He exuded no discernible pressure or presence, yet every fiber of his being seemed to resonate with the fundamental principles of the sword – slash, slice, cut, split – techniques honed to an unfathomable degree of perfection.

Ross was the subsequent arrival. Akin to Spectre, he commanded the element of lightning, though his was a striking crimson hue rather than black. It crackled softly around him, his saber resting loosely at his side as he appeared with a calm exterior that hinted at an imminent eruption of power if provoked or tested unwisely.

Arnold’s presence reverberated into the Divine Realm. With his manifestation, the immediate surroundings seemed to awaken, not the Divine Realm itself, but the very earth beneath their feet, which pulsed in resonance with his existence. Arnold’s innate connection lay with the Earth element, and the ground itself seemed to exult at his coming. He casually rested his spear upon his shoulder, his hand gripping it as he advanced with an air of indifferent tranquility.

Mike materialized next, his hair a slightly disheveled blend of brown and black. His shirt remained open, revealing his chest, and a broad grin illuminated his features. His entire form radiated palpable heat, and it was evident to all that he could command the raging inferno with absolute mastery whenever the desire struck him.

Evelyn completed the assembly, her arrival so imbued with grace that the surrounding trees seemed to burst forth with renewed vitality simply from her presence. Her hair shimmered with a brilliant golden hue, perfectly mirroring her radiant eyes, as though she were a direct scion of the Sun itself.

With Evelyn’s arrival, all ten of Anthony’s chosen subordinates were finally united. A profound silence descended upon the air, somewhat unnerving at first. After all, it had been a considerable duration since they had all convened in such a manner, and in the interim, monumental transformations had occurred within each and every one of them.

They now stood united at the Apexus Mana Rank, each possessing combat prowess on a planetary scale. Through the intricate workings of the System, their advancement had not been a mere progression; they had, in essence, cheated their way to the top. They had relentlessly hunted monsters, beasts, and formidable entities across myriad planets and galaxies, amassing System Points. These points were then judiciously exchanged for potent abilities, significant enhancements, and rare resources acquired from the System Shop.

At this juncture, the majority of them had secured several astonishingly powerful abilities, coupled with entirely novel elemental affinities that perfectly complemented their burgeoning growth and distinct combat methodologies. Furthermore, each possessed a Perfect Grade Human Bloodline, elevating them to heights far surpassing their former selves.

They were utterly unrecognizable from their past incarnations. To compare them to who they were merely five years prior, when Anthony had first encountered them and irrevocably altered their destinies with a single drop of his blood, would be an exercise in futility.

Now, they stood at the zenith of power, a level of might that could only be rivaled by exceptional individuals such as Aaaninja, Aura Nova, Lucian, and Kingsley, for these figures were anomalies in their own extraordinary rights.

Due to the interference of ???, Anthony's Blood Servant ability did not turn his parents and grandparents into anomalies. This was precisely the reason Mitchelle could still perceive their strings of Fate and Destiny without any obstruction.

However, the brief silence that followed the final arrival was shattered in less than two seconds by Spectre.

"It feels like ages since we last gathered like this," Spectre commented, his face wearing a serene expression and his tone laced with a hint of nostalgia.

The last occasion they had all convened was at a restaurant, sharing drinks and pleasantries before Anthony abruptly summoned them, causing their sudden disappearance mid-meal and leaving the restaurant bill unpaid. To this day, that establishment still maintained a ban on their presence.

Marcus erupted in laughter as he stepped forward, drawing everyone into warm embraces with a beaming smile. "So, what have you all been up to?" he inquired, his voice brimming with genuine liveliness. Within this intimate circle, the need for airs of mystery or overwhelming power was entirely absent.

"You haven't changed a bit, still as energetic as ever, Marcus," Litt remarked with a smirk, their handshake immediately highlighting their established familiarity.

"Vivian, Donna, how are your guilds and orphanages faring?" Evelyn inquired, turning towards them with a tone that was both warm and genuinely curious.

"Everything is progressing smoothly," Vivian responded placidly. "It seems Anthony's grandmother has taken a real liking to you," she added, a subtle smile gracing her lips.

"I'm absorbing so much under her tutelage," Evelyn replied softly, her voice imbued with quiet reverence.

"Hey, Spectre, I trust you've shed that second-in-command stiff attitude and all that seriousness," Mike quipped, his grin widening as he spoke.

And with that, the group of ten friends instantly fell into a comfortable rhythm of lighthearted banter, exchanging inquiries about each other's lives, recent exploits, and newfound experiences. The atmosphere transformed into one of profound relaxation and camaraderie, their laughter and voices echoing throughout the Divine Realm as they patiently awaited Anthony's arrival, each savoring this rare, uninhibited moment of reunion.