MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1178: The Strongest

Collins, Michael, Irene, and Mitchelle watched with their mouths hanging wide open and their eyes nearly falling out of their sockets as they couldn’t believe what they were seeing at this moment.

Never in their lives could they have imagined that a Galaxy could be destroyed to this extent.

Anthony simply sat with a smile as he had expected such a reaction. Although he had chosen not to say anything about it earlier, but since Michael had asked, he decided to show them.

For a moment, silence passed between the parents and grandparents. Suddenly, they didn’t feel powerful anymore. They, who had been happy and ecstatic at their new abilities and the fact that they had taken another step on their path toward the peak, were now reminded that there was always someone stronger. But it seemed as though their son was always that someone in question.

At the same time, they couldn’t believe that the Demon King and God possessed such powers too. Surely, if they had joined that battle, they would have been killed by the Demon King and God before they could even blink.

"You rascal, you’ve grown so much stronger," Michael stated with a smile. "It seems I might have to stop calling you Baby Monster. That name doesn’t suit you anymore."

’About damn time,’ Anthony thought to himself, but his hope was crushed beneath Michael’s next words.

"I would have to come up with a new nickname," Michael continued as he hummed thoughtfully, as though he wanted to come up with the name on the spot before he lost the godly inspiration that was coming to him at the moment.

Anthony could only sigh and shake his head. Parents were indeed tiring sometimes. He couldn’t help but wonder if his own child would feel like this one day, he mused to himself.

"It seems we were worried for nothing," Mitchelle stated with a smile as the illusion before her vanished.

She now understood that even with her ability to create elements and break them down, her only limitations were her Mana and her own imagination. Truthfully, she had never imagined a power of this scale. She had never imagined a Quasar. Regardless, ideas began to form within her mind, concepts of elements that could be combined to create such a phenomenon. She couldn’t help but imagine unleashing such a power with her own hands, especially upon the Upper Galaxy.

"Although it might sound boastful or arrogant, I’m the strongest within the Acarnis Galaxy at the moment, and dare I say, across all Lower Galaxies," Anthony stated with a faint smile on his face, his tone calm and devoid of arrogance or hubris, containing only simple factuality.

The only reason the Demon King and God had been able to injure Anthony even once was because Anthony had allowed it to happen. If he wanted, he could have deployed Infinity throughout that battle or at that moment, and with the current skill and power behind the Infinity skill, Anthony at this moment was definitely able to withstand the explosion of the Acarnis Galaxy even if it were destroyed at this very moment, as the skill could stop any and all attacks.

It wasn’t arrogant to say that the Demon King and God should be praised for injuring someone like Anthony even once, right?

"I wonder how long it will take us to reach such a level," Michael sighed as he added.

As for Irene and Collins, while they were shocked, they didn’t seem particularly concerned about reaching such a level. Or perhaps they were, and the both of them were simply good at hiding their expressions.

"We should be grateful that we are as strong as we currently are," Mitchelle mused, choosing to accept and embrace the present rather than dwell on the future.

After all, who knew how long it would have taken them to reach their current level of power without Anthony’s Blood Servant ability? A million years? Ten million years? Or would they have died long before then?

Mitchelle sighed inwardly as she couldn’t help but think that they had accepted far too much from her son. But at the end of the day, she was powerless against such things, as it wasn’t as though she possessed anything that could match Anthony’s resourcefulness. She didn’t voice her thoughts, keeping them entirely to herself.

"But I have to ask," Collins began to speak for the first time. "When we were within your Mirror Dimension, everything was fine and okay, then suddenly, after a few hours, you forcefully teleported everyone to that Realm."

His question was logical and grounded.

Although Anthony hadn’t outright stated that he was the one who had teleported everyone to the Rogue Planet, everyone already understood and knew it was him. After all, with a single wave of his hand, he had returned them all to the exact place where they had been two days ago.

"Well, initially, after talking with you guys, I went to meet up with a few friends. But after meeting with them, I encountered the Demon King and God having a secret meeting through their Projections on that very same planet I teleported everyone to," Anthony revealed without hiding anything. "So I decided to spy on them, and it turned out that they were discussing working together, as well as sealing me away and all that," Anthony continued. "Since I was already there, I simply decided to toy with their Projections a little and let them go. But things escalated out of hand, and I had to summon everyone." He explained everything calmly.

With the way Anthony had said it, one would think that the Demon King and God had been the ones who summoned their own forces, thereby forcing Anthony to summon his, not knowing that Anthony had done so entirely on a whim.

But hey, since Anthony had resurrected everyone, it was all good, right?

Collins and everyone else could only shake their heads and sigh as they finally understood why the Demons and Angels had been working together throughout the entire war. It finally made sense to them.

To the four of them, this was the best way things could have gone. After all, if events had been allowed to unfold as the Demon King and God had originally intended, then they might have surely lost. After all, both of them had also been accounting for Anthony.

"You are fine. That is all that matters at this moment," Irene, ever the sweet and caring woman, spoke in a calm tone with a bright smile.

Although she didn’t say it aloud, she feared that the Demon King might have survived through some unknown method or Olden Time artifact. As a healer, she had witnessed the wickedness of Demons firsthand. Many of them tended to hide curses, hexes, and other dark afflictions within people’s bodies, which gave her headaches and served as proof of how cunning they truly were.

After all, a normal healer might miss these curses, abstractly hidden poisons, and hexes, causing their patients to later die despite having been healed "fully."

She hadn’t voiced any of that aloud. After all, the Demon King could truly be dead, just as Anthony had said. He was the powerful one here with absurd skills, not her. So she accepted his words exactly as he had spoken them.