MIGHT AS WELL BE OP

Chapter 301 Fluttered

Anthony's expression remained unchanged even as Aaaninja's attack struck him.

Possessing an extraordinary ability did not make him arrogant or conceited; he remained composed, his face devoid of emotion.

As his Thought Acceleration skill activated, his mind raced to analyze how Aaaninja had managed to execute such a precise maneuver.

If the initial strike had been a feint, he would have recognized it instantly, but it wasn't.

A cascade of thoughts surged through his mind.

Yet, even as Anthony vanished, Aaaninja did not afford him a moment's reprieve.

No, he pressed forward.

He relentlessly pursued his advantage.

In less than a split second, Aaaninja was already upon Anthony, his sword flashing toward his neck like the fang of a serpent.@@@@

This time, Anthony chose not to block.

Instead, he sidestepped, attempting to evade the strike.

Yet, the blade did not simply slice past him, it curved unnaturally, biting into his flesh.

Blood once again stained the battlefield.

But the wound was fleeting.

His Infinite Regeneration ability restored the damage in less than the blink of an eye.

As Aaaninja pressed forward, relentless in his assault, Anthony's thoughts raced.

And then, an answer.

A theory he needed to test.

As the sword streaked toward Anthony's head, he moved to intercept.

Yet, just as before, Aaaninja altered his trajectory mid-strike.

But this time, Anthony's katana followed.

With a resounding clang, steel met steel, the force of the impact reverberating through the air.

He had blocked the attack.

Anthony's piercing blue gaze locked onto Aaaninja, a faint smile curling his lips.

For the briefest moment, a flicker of surprise crossed Aaaninja's face, only to vanish instantly, as if it had never been there.

He hadn't expected Anthony to keep up so soon.

Anthony had sustained injuries not due to a lack of skill, but because Aaaninja was peering into the future as they fought.

Each time Anthony moved to block, Aaaninja had already foreseen it, adjusting the trajectory of his attacks accordingly.

This was one of Aaaninja's abilities: [Future Sight].

It granted him the power to glimpse a few seconds ahead, allowing him to react preemptively with almost no mana consumption.

Ordinarily, gazing into the future would demand an immense amount of mana.

Aaaninja was a man born of time itself.

He possessed no abilities or affinities beyond the domain of Time, yet within it, he reigned supreme.

But now, this raised a crucial question, how had Anthony blocked the third strike if Aaaninja was already looking beyond the present?

During Anthony's battle with Hariko, his All Seeing Eyes had activated on its own for the first time, revealing a glimpse of his impending death.

A vision of his severed head, moments before reality caught up.

(If you don't recall, read Chapter 35 again)

Though the system had introduced this ability long ago, Anthony had never actively used it.

It had remained an unspoken power, its existence noted but unexplored.

It was also stated that the limits of the All Seeing Eyes depended entirely on the user.

Yet Anthony had never given this future sight aspect a name.

After all, his eyes could already do so much, what was one more ability among many?

But now, a far more pressing question loomed.

What would happen in a battle between two beings who could both peer into the future?

In a flash of blinding light, they vanished once more, their swords singing through the air.

Steel clashed in rapid succession, each collision reverberating across the battlefield like a relentless war drum.

Both combatants glimpsed different futures, yet, paradoxically, they arrived at the same moment in the present.

Aaaninja, realizing that his Future Sight was being countered, wasted no time.

Without hesitation, he activated another ability.

The change was immediate.

Then, Aaaninja activated a countermeasure.

His lips parted, voice resonating with an undeniable force.

[Time Fracture]

Mana erupted from his core, surging like a broken dam.

The very fabric of time convulsed, unstable, erratic, indecisive.

Then it happened.

A dome of pure time particles exploded outward, expanding like a tidal wave of temporal distortion.

Everything within a ten kilometer radius trembled at its core.

Mountains crumbled into dust as centuries passed in an instant.

Trees rewound, regressing to saplings, then to seeds, before blinking out of existence.

Structures flickered chaotically, aging forward a second, then backward the next, only to revert to their original state, then loop endlessly in an infinite cycle of time's wrath.

Time Fracture created a battlefield of chaos, unstable zones where time warped uncontrollably, some areas accelerating, others slowing to a crawl, while certain places spiraled into endless loops.

Even Anthony, despite his overwhelming power, wasn't entirely unaffected.

Had it not been for his absurd bloodline and the resilience granted by his physique, his body would have aged countless times over.

As it was, he felt over two hundred years of his lifespan siphoned away in mere moments.

Yet Anthony remained unfazed.

Two hundred years?

That's nothing.

Then, he raised his hand as he snapped his fingers and uttered four words.

[Quantum Manipulation: Particle Disintegration]

A brilliant explosion of light engulfed the battlefield, a whiteness so absolute it devoured everything.

The rampant time particles, so volatile and uncontrollable, ceased.

No delay.

No resistance.

They simply vanished.

The fractured time zones stabilized, the looping structures freed from their infinite cycles.

However, the damage had already been done.

Those that had been eroded by time, mountains reduced to dust, trees erased from existence, were not restored.

What was lost to time... remained lost forever.

Aaaninja stared at Anthony, a slow smile spreading across his face.

Though surprised by the sudden disappearance of the time particles, he remained silent.

He understood the weight of what had just happened, erasing time particles wasn't something that could be done easily.

More importantly, he hadn't even felt the movement of mana.

That meant Anthony had accomplished this without using mana at all.

Yet, Aaaninja didn't ask.

He didn't demand answers.

He simply observed, silent and intrigued.

This... this was exactly what he wanted.

An opponent who could counter him.

He despised the ease with which he crushed most adversaries, how all it took was a simple pause in time, and they would crumble without resistance. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

But this battle was different.

He knew Anthony was beyond such tricks.

Even if he froze time completely, Anthony would still move.

Then, with a smile, Aaaninja moved.

But it wasn't just any movement.

It was subtle, almost imperceptible.

A single muscle, his eyelid.

Softly, slowly, it fluttered.

And in that moment...

Aaaninja opened his EYES.