MIGHT AS WELL BE OP

Chapter 948: Eyes Of Genesis

Kingsley’s head hit the ground with a gentle thud, then rolled across the earth as though it were no different from an ordinary stone or pebble one might casually kick to the side. Following the head, the body dropped as well with a heavy, resounding thud, the impact dull yet disturbingly final, sending faint tremors through the loose soil beneath it and scattering dust outward in a slow, lifeless ripple.

Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos stood with a calm demeanor, as though he had already foreseen this moment from the very beginning, as though everything unfolding before him had long since been etched into an inevitable script only he could read. To him, Kingsley Sky was merely delaying the inevitable by deploying his Law Defiance Field. It was simply the reason Aaaninja neither spoke nor blinked at the sight; he knew that the ability was a time-based one, and once its activation limit was reached, he could end it immediately, cleanly, and without resistance.

After all, who could possibly be faster than time itself? Absolutely no one.

Kingsley’s strategy had been good, even commendable in its execution. If he had deployed this current Law Defiance Field against Aura Nova, he might have won against her due to her current limitations and the structural weaknesses within her abilities. But Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos was not Aura Nova. He bore none of the limitations Aura Nova did; his battle and combat experience was rich, deep, and carved from countless encounters that had refined him into something far more dangerous than raw power alone could ever achieve.

But at the end of the day, he should have lost when it came to close-quarter combat, as that was indeed Kingsley’s field of expertise, the very domain in which Kingsley reigned supreme without contest. Yet again, Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos was a man of a different caliber altogether. Whilst Kingsley’s Law Defiance Field might have worked flawlessly against most opponents, Aaaninja’s Eyes Of Genesis still functioned even in a basic form without the need for mana, operating as naturally as breathing itself and as effortlessly as sight.

Through his Eyes Of Genesis, Aaaninja was able to keep up with Kingsley’s ridiculous martial prowess. He could see fragments of the future at times, brief flashes and splintered visions that revealed what was about to occur moments before it truly happened, allowing him to predict Kingsley’s attacks before he even made them, which was precisely how he had been able to cut off Kingsley’s hand earlier with such terrifying precision.

Also, his Eyes Of Genesis boosted his perception of time and everything around him to an unnaturally heightened level, stretching moments into clarity and slowing chaos into readable patterns; hence, he was able to keep up with Kingsley’s absurd speed without being overwhelmed.

So, while Kingsley’s Law Defiance Field was a broken innate skill by every conventional standard, it paled in comparison to Aaaninja’s Eyes Of Genesis, which allowed him to survive an entire hour without sustaining even a single scratch, without so much as a strand of hair disturbed. As for how he had decapitated Kingsley, he did not even need his Eyes Of Genesis for that final act; basic Time Manipulation alone was more than enough to conclude the battle decisively.

The reason he moved first before Kingsley could react was because he understood that Kingsley could use his Concept Of Destruction to shatter and break down time particles themselves, thereby reducing his own combat efficiency and prowess greatly if given the opportunity. The evidence of this was clear from Kingsley’s battle with Aura Nova, where Aura Nova had paused time entirely, freezing the world in absolute stillness, and yet Kingsley moved regardless by destroying time itself, tearing through the frozen moment like glass.

Aaaninja simply could not take that risk at all.

And also, besides, while he was fascinated by how special Kingsley was, that did not mean he would spend hours exchanging attacks with him for the sake of curiosity or pride. His only goal here was the human named Null Anthony, and no one else, nothing else, no distractions or side conflicts that would delay his purpose.

Lucian Darkheart? Aura Nova? None of them mattered. If they came, he would end them just as swiftly as he had ended Kingsley, without hesitation or unnecessary spectacle.

It was not that he was arrogant or looking down on them, no, far from that. He respected all of them, after all, they each possessed power, ability, and talent comparable to his own, individuals who had clawed their way to the summit through their own strength. It was simply that he had a goal firmly set in his mind and nothing else held value beyond that objective.

But at the same time, he understood that Lucian Darkheart would be a tough opponent, someone who would not fall easily. As for Aura Nova... he would have to battle her personally to truly know the extent of her strength. Assumptions had no place in true combat.

His rainbow-colored, clock-like eyes fell on Kingsley’s corpse for a moment. He did not know if Kingsley possessed any personal resurrection abilities, but it did not matter. The man who called himself Klaus seemed strong enough to resurrect Kingsley if necessary, and with that thought, his gaze tore away from the corpse as he proceeded to walk away. But before he could take more than a single step, the sky trembled with maddening force.

Aaaninja paused, stopping in his tracks, his eyes snapping sharply toward the heavens. But he was not the only one gazing upward; the spectators were also staring at the sky, their expressions stiffening as an unfamiliar pressure descended upon them.

The barrier of the separate plane, which Klaus had just reinforced moments earlier, shattered like an egg against a sledgehammer, fragments of spatial energy cracking apart and dissolving as the sky trembled violently. A pure, unknown golden energy rumbled across it like a divine storm, vast and immeasurable. It was blinding, dazzling, almost holy in appearance, radiating a warmth that felt comforting and welcoming, as though it wished to embrace everything beneath it. But unfortunately, this phenomenon was not here for them.

’A True Enlightenment?’ Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos thought to himself. Something similar to this had happened when he lost against Anthony during the Starborn Tournament. ’No, it’s not True Enlightenment... can the dead even achieve True Enlightenment?’ he concluded internally, though another question immediately surfaced in his mind, one filled with quiet uncertainty.

From the sky, an overwhelming golden pillar of energy tore downward with blinding force and unimaginable weight, collapsing directly upon Kingsley’s body. Kingsley’s body rose gently from the earth below, his chest facing the sky and his back facing the ground as he ascended into the air, as though he were rising into the Heavens themselves and transcending humanity and mortality as a whole.

His head, which had rolled to the side moments earlier, vanished as though it had never existed at all, erased from reality without a trace. His blood also vanished from the ground, not drying or fading but simply ceasing to be. At Kingsley’s neck stump, a new head regrew, not slowly, not gradually, but instantly, appearing as though Aaaninja had never decapitated him to begin with, as though death itself had been rejected.

Everyone watched the phenomenon in awe and suffocating silence, not daring to analyze whatever was happening with any form of ability, instinctively understanding that interfering with something so unknown might lead to consequences far beyond their comprehension.

Klaus could only sigh. He had just reinforced this separate plane, and now it had been destroyed again. He could not help but wonder if they should simply shift this spar into the void of the galaxy itself and save him from the endless burden of constantly repairing everything.

After all, he had just reinforced it beyond the damage capacity and capabilities of everyone present, carefully strengthening every layer of its structure, only for an unknown phenomenon to shatter it effortlessly once again. All his efforts since this spar started had ended in vain, reduced to nothing more than wasted energy and quiet frustration.