MIGHT AS WELL BE OP

Chapter 979: Checkmate

With a grin on his face, Lucian unleashed his next mind-numbing ability, reality warping around him while space trembled violently as he spoke, the very fabric of existence shuddering as though bracing itself for an inevitable decree that it had no choice but to obey.

Law Imposition

The next moment, a golden pulse erupted from his body, spreading throughout the entire separate plane as though the light of the heavens themselves were descending from above. The radiance was neither warm nor gentle; it was absolute, tyrannical, carrying an authority that demanded submission from everything it touched.

Aaaninja stared at the golden light, his Eyes Of Genesis working in real time to decipher what Lucian had just done, but the more he tried to decipher it, the more nothing seemed to happen, as though the ability existed beyond calculation itself.

A couple of split seconds passed in silence, yet no attack was unleashed upon reality, then a full second passed, and then it came... Lucian’s voice.

”No time-based ability or skill shall work, be it innate, be it learned, be it physical. As long as it is related to time, it shall be obsolete.”

The words echoed like thunder within Aaaninja’s ears, heavy and absolute, carrying the weight of an unbreakable command. The next moment, his heart, which had been beating in a perfectly steady rhythm throughout the battle, went out of rhythm, smashing violently against his chest with frightening intensity as he felt something wash over him.

It was not the dread one usually felt when brushing past death, nor was it the chill that crawled through the blood and spine when standing before absolute power.

It was something else entirely... something worse, something far more fundamental, like the sensation of having a piece of one’s very existence forcibly torn away.

The next moment, he felt it, and it started with his eyes. For the first time in his entire life, Aaaninja lost his connection to the Eyes Of Genesis. His rainbow-colored, clock-like irises turned white as their mesmerizing beauty vanished, the intricate mechanisms within them fading into dull emptiness.

But it did not stop there.

Aaaninja felt his innate, absolute connection with time vanish entirely. The time particles that used to dance around him with glee and happiness without even being commanded began to drift away from him as though they were repulsed by his presence, as though he were now a stranger to them.

Then it clicked within his mind, the shock absolute and undeniable; he had lost every ability and skill related to the time element. He had lost it all.

And for someone like Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos, a man who had been born with only Time affinity and nothing else, this was not merely a disadvantage, it was a catastrophic disaster that severed him from the very foundation of his strength.

Lucian grinned like a madman as he stared at Aaaninja with a schadenfreudic smile, clearly taking pleasure in Aaaninja’s unadulterated shock and disbelief, savoring every fraction of that silent despair as though it were the sweetest reward.

Law Imposition allowed Lucian Darkheart to impose laws onto reality as he saw fit, as long as his mana could support the imposed command. And at this moment, he had established a law that rendered all time-related abilities in any shape or form completely useless. Meaning, Aaaninja was as good as a fish on a chopping board, stripped of the very weapon that had defined him.

The next moment, he vanished in a flicker of motion, his speed peaking as he closed the distance in less than a blink, his katana singing toward Aaaninja’s head in a lethal flash as he aimed cleanly for decapitation. Although Aaaninja had lost his eyes, it did not mean he was useless without them.

He could still see, he could still follow Lucian’s attack, because as someone with planetary-level strength, his perception was ridiculous in every sense of the word, with or without the Eyes Of Genesis guiding him.

The next moment, he raised his blade, his Sword Intent roaring to life as he cloaked his entire body and sword within it. With a thunderous boom, the two blades met, a titanic explosion tearing outward with rampaging might and overwhelming force, shockwaves ripping through the ground and sky alike.

Lucian, seeing that Aaaninja had switched to his Sword Intent, immediately switched to his own, but he did not stop there. Black lightning crackled violently through his body as he transformed into a black storm itself, like a pillar of lightning splitting the night sky, chaotic and terrifying.

Dimensional Lock

Lucian’s voice echoed as his ability locked Aaaninja at a fixed point in space, pinning him down like an insect trapped in amber. He closed the distance in a blur, his katana tearing forward in a deadly thrust as he moved to explode Aaaninja’s brain in one decisive strike.

But Aaaninja was only locked in place physically. With a single thought, his Sword Intent blasted outward, tearing space to shreds as though it were nothing more than paper. The moment he was free, he immediately vanished as he teleported out of the way.

Lucian’s katana met nothing but air yet again, space collapsing upon itself at the point of the thrust. He was not surprised that Aaaninja had dodged through teleportation. Although Aaaninja did not possess an affinity for space, those who had practiced their Sword Intent to an extreme level could achieve teleportation through it.

This was how Null Michael, the Sword Saint, had been able to teleport anywhere he desired. One simply had to destroy space through Sword Intent, then step into the portal created by that destruction, or directly teleport toward any Sword Intent they had previously left at a specific location.

But still, Lucian could not help but shake his head at Aaaninja’s resourcefulness. The man always had a way to stay alive, always finding an impossible path where none should exist. However, Lucian had no intention of dragging this battle out for too long. After all, the Law Imposition was devouring his mana in real time, and he could not use Event Rewriting in conjunction to rewrite himself into a full mana state.

Lucian smirked as he remembered a skill Aaaninja had used against him earlier, and with that thought, he spoke again.

Event Rewriting

His mana pulsed as he imprinted his will directly into reality itself, and the next moment Aaaninja felt his body grind to a halt. His form flickered through space in reverse motion as though time itself were being rewritten, as though he were being dragged backward to the moment when Lucian had first used his Dimensional Lock ability.

Aaaninja’s eyes widened as he recognized the skill. This was his own Time Displacement technique.

But now, Lucian had replicated the same effect through Event Rewriting, bypassing time manipulation entirely, since time manipulation had become obsolete under Law Imposition.

Aaaninja suddenly found himself standing at the very spot he had escaped less than a second earlier, and there stood Lucian, whose katana was already in motion with a huge smile stretched across his face.

”Checkmate,” Lucian Darkheart murmured with a grin as his katana flashed in a silver blur, the sound of flesh tearing echoing through the air as a head soared through the sky in a crimson arc.

Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos had been decapitated.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: Need your golden tickets and gifts. Super gifts are also acceptable... Muahahaha.