MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 909: Crazy Author

Aura Nova spoke up as if recalling a vital detail, her tone composed but unwavering. "I wish to propose a rule before we start. Anthony must not utilize his spirit. This fight would be pointless otherwise."

"There is no need for concern," Aaaninja answered almost instantly. "Knowing Anthony, he had no intention of calling upon Romulus for this duel. He only did so during the Starborn Tournament because Charles Evander summoned the Spirit King." He took a short breath before adding in a steady voice, "He won't use it as long as you refrain from summoning anything ridiculous."

Kingsley and Lucian nodded their heads in silence. They were well aware of Anthony’s character and saw no reason to doubt Aaaninja’s assessment.

Suddenly, Anthony’s gaze flickered to the side for a split second before he let out a soft sigh. "How much longer do you plan on stalking us?" he inquired calmly.

The group went quiet at his remark. Their senses instinctively surged outward, scouring the surroundings for whatever Anthony had noticed. However, no matter how hard they pushed their perception, they detected nothing. Even so, none of them questioned Anthony’s claim or hinted that he might be wrong. To do so would have been an outright insult to his capabilities.

As if in direct response to the question, the fabric of reality began to peel back like the petals of a blooming lotus. Space itself rippled and folded, parting to reveal a man stepping out from the distortion. He was dressed in a sharp suit and a well-fitted hat, with a white mask completely obscuring his features. It was StreamGhost.

"It has been some time, Anthony," StreamGhost remarked, his voice smooth and level as he drifted downward with effortless grace. "You have finally decided to introduce me to your companions."

The rest of the party immediately shifted into a state of high alert. Not one of them had felt his presence before he showed himself, and even now, with him standing directly before them, they still couldn't sense him. Had they closed their eyes, they wouldn't even know he was there. That fact alone made everyone tense up, their guards rising by instinct.

'Based on what Anthony said, he has been trailing us for quite some time,' Aura Nova mused while observing the mysterious figure.

'What kind of overpowered side character has the Author tossed in now?' Lucian wondered to himself, keeping his face neutral despite his rising wariness. Just because the man was an acquaintance of Anthony didn't mean his motives were pure. After all, even the Demon King was an acquaintance of Anthony.

"It is a pleasure to meet all of you," StreamGhost said with polite grace, tipping his hat as he gave a slight bow. "Aaaninja, Aura Nova, Lucian Darkheart, Kingsley, Vega."

Veronica and Altheria traded quick looks. They couldn't help but wonder if they were invisible or if the masked figure was simply ignoring them. In reality, StreamGhost gave them no acknowledgment at all. With so many extraordinary individuals gathered in one place, he saw no reason to waste his time on two ordinary people.

Every eye turned toward Anthony. He sighed once more before speaking. "Everyone, this is StreamGhost. As for his purpose here, he intends to record our fight." He offered no further details, clearly having no interest in explaining further.

"How long has he been following us?" Kingsley demanded, his eyes locked onto the masked man.

"Since the moment Aura Nova began sealing the Tears in Reality," Anthony replied truthfully.

A few frowns broke out among the group at that answer. Being completely unable to sense someone was a fresh and uncomfortable experience for them.

"Do not worry," StreamGhost said in a reassuring tone, a calm smile evident in his voice. "You won't even notice I'm here, just as before. I will simply record your duel and then depart to find something more captivating to document."

While he hadn't recorded the Starborn Tournament as it happened, he had traveled back through time afterward to witness it himself, gaining a complete understanding of everyone involved.

"I am a fan of your battles," StreamGhost went on, his smile widening a bit. "Both the matches from the Starborn Tournament and the clashes against the Angels. I look forward to seeing more."

"How is it that Brother-ben didn't sense him?" Veronica suddenly asked. "Didn't he reach the peak of the Ramen Singularity Timeline?"

"I am significantly more powerful than that fellow," StreamGhost answered with a smirk, openly flaunting his status. "So it is only natural he couldn't detect me." His gaze then shifted toward Aaaninja as he added, "And do not bother searching the River of Time. You won't be able to find or spy on me from there either."

Aaaninja’s eyes narrowed. This was his first time hearing of someone who existed entirely beyond the reach of the River of Time. However, how could the River of Time possibly affect StreamGhost when the man was, for all intents and purposes, omnipotent?

"Where is your camera?" Lucian questioned, staring hard at StreamGhost. "If you are here to record, you should have one, even if it's just a standard model."

"The human eyes are the ultimate cameras," StreamGhost replied smoothly. "What could be more precise or better at capturing reality than my own sight?" His attention then turned to Aura Nova. "I didn't see you at the Starborn Tournament, so I am rooting for you. To be honest, seeing someone defeat Anthony would make this a monumental day for me. Documenting the impossible becoming possible would be truly rewarding."

Aura Nova offered no reply. She stayed silent and stoic, her eyes fixed on the man. She felt a powerful urge to analyze him and decipher his nature, but she held herself back. He had just claimed that even the River of Time couldn't track him.

A thin smile curved Lucian’s lips. He didn't know this man, but this seemed like the perfect chance to copy his powers. With that thought, a list of StreamGhost’s abilities flickered before his eyes. However, the moment Lucian saw the data, his eyes widened in pure shock.

StreamGhost only had two abilities, but both of them chilled Lucian to the bone.

'Has the Author lost his mind?' Lucian thought in disbelief. 'Not even Anthony is this broken.' A surge of excitement hit him. 'But, this is perfect.'

Just as he was about to make a move to copy StreamGhost’s powers, his system let out a sharp chime.

[The System advises the Host not to court death]

Lucian froze in his tracks.

'What do you mean by that?' he asked internally.

[The Anomaly, StreamGhost, possesses an Omnipotence ability that automatically terminates anyone who tries to copy or analyze him. This death is absolute and cannot be reversed]

Lucian stood there, completely stunned.

'So if I die, I can't be brought back?' he questioned.

[Correct, Host]

Lucian exhaled slowly, his excitement dying instantly. 'What a crazy Author,' he thought to himself.