MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 911: Nice Knowing You

"I need to contact my parents before we depart. They expressed a desire to witness the fight," Aaaninja remarked out of nowhere. The group offered no objections, simply nodding in unison.

Closing his eyes, he focused and established a Time Link with Zachary and Nyxss. As the connection solidified, data surged through the temporal bridge, enabling him to talk to them across the vastness of space as if they were standing right in front of him.

"I suppose I should reach out to my parents as well," Anthony added. He was certain that Michael and Mitchelle would be eager to see the battle unfold. He transmitted a mental message that bypassed the constraints of light-years in a heartbeat, slicing through time, space, and the very fabric of reality. A response arrived almost instantly—a brief, confident acknowledgement.

Altheria reached into thin air and pulled out her phone, sending a quick text to her family. Vega followed suit, her own device manifesting in her palm as if it had been there all along. Seeing everyone else summoning their parents, she felt it was only right to do the same.

Aura Nova, possessing no parents to call, instead reached out to Rain through their ancient mental bond. Kingsley, meanwhile, stood by himself. Having no family to speak of, he remained composed and silent, showing no signs of discomfort or sadness. Veronica did have parents, but because they weren't Planetary-level experts and she wasn't participating in the coming conflict, there was no point in trying to bring them there.

A few minutes later, ripples began to distort the surrounding space. Reality itself buckled under the weight of numerous commands as invisible powers rewrote the local laws of physics. One after another, glowing portals tore open. Figures stepped through these gateways with effortless grace, treating the barriers of the universe like mere curtains.

Altheria’s parents arrived first. Being nearby in the Celestial Solar System made their journey quick and simple. After a short, affectionate exchange with Altheria, she introduced them to the rest of the group.

Aaaninja’s parents appeared shortly after. Their aura was as heavy and suffocating as always, weighing down on the environment. Since everyone was already acquainted, they skipped the formalities, acknowledging the group with simple nods and sharp glances.

Suddenly, the air was saturated with overwhelming Sword Intent.

A black-haired man emerged, his very essence mirroring a perfected blade. It was Michael. Every breath he took seemed to possess a sharp edge, capable of slicing reality itself. He was flanked by Mitchelle and Collins, who had arrived to support their son and grandson. Anthony proceeded to introduce Michael and Collins to the party, having already introduced Mitchelle previously.

‘He truly earns the title of Sword Saint,’ Lucian mused, feeling the biting Sword Intent radiating from Michael. It was so intense it made his skin crawl.

Rain made his entrance without any grand display. Aura Nova simply created a Tear in Reality for him, ignoring the Celestial race's security measures as if they were non-existent.

"Are your parents on their way?" Altheria asked, turning her attention to Vega. Only Vega’s parents had yet to show up.

"They'll be here in a few seconds, I'm sure," Vega replied nonchalantly.

Hardly had she finished speaking when a soul-crushing pressure slammed into everyone present. Then, the vibrations started. Tremors rocked the entire Celestial Solar System as Klaus and Amara manifested above the celestial bodies. Their gaze swept over the planets before zeroing in on Vega’s position.

With a mere thought, they vanished.

A moment later, they stood in the hallway with the others. Hovering slightly above the floor, they looked down in silence. Their presence was absolute and domineering, making everything else in existence feel insignificant.

‘What incredible pressure...’ the group thought, staring at the pair in disbelief. Despite everyone there being a Planetary-level powerhouse, they found themselves paralyzed by the sheer weight of the newcomers' auras.

‘They are even more powerful than Michael and Mitchelle,’ Zachary and Riven noted internally. They glanced at Michael, who was grinning widely, and Mitchelle, whose face remained a mask of indifference.

As Klaus and Amara’s feet touched the ground, their overwhelming pressure vanished instantly, leaving no trace. The solar system grew still again, though the Celestials had already triggered their alarms, believing they were under a massive assault.

Under normal circumstances, Klaus and Amara wouldn't bother with such a flashy arrival. However, this was special. Their daughter had summoned them, and since other elite parents were showing up, they felt the need to make a statement for Vega’s sake.

‘There is something terrifying about the Blue Planet... how can it produce so many monsters in a single era?’ Nyxss wondered.

"Greetings, I am Klaus," Klaus stated calmly.

"And I am Amara. We are Vega’s parents," Amara added.

The hallway remained deathly silent. No one knew how to react to such beings.

‘They really couldn't have just walked in normally like everyone else?’ Vega thought, sighing internally.

Lucian’s mind raced the moment he heard the name "Klaus."

‘Is that... THE Klaus?’ he questioned. ‘The legendary figure from the fan theories? The one who wanted Anthony as a disciple? The man who could drop someone's mana rank with a tiny leak of his aura? One of the biggest enigmas in the entire novel?’

[Yes, Host. That is him, in the flesh.]

Lucian didn't need the system to tell him. He could feel it.

‘So Klaus has a daughter... and a wife? Since when did that happen?’ he wondered, observing the man who looked as though he could withstand the collapse of the universe.

‘I expected Vega to have a crazy background since she’s Anthony’s girlfriend, but this is ridiculous.’

A reckless thought crossed his mind. ‘Maybe I should try to copy him.’

[The Host is courting death with increasing frequency.]

Lucian clicked his tongue. ‘Are you sure my skill is actually Absolute Copy? I couldn't copy that cameraman, and now I can't copy Klaus?’

[Host, you are overpowered, but so are they. You aren't the only person with unique abilities in this world.]

‘Fine... whatever. If Klaus is too much, then what about his wife? Surely the author didn't make her just as strong as him... right?’

[...]

The system gave a mechanical sigh.

Lucian triggered his ability, trying to scan Amara’s powers. The very second he attempted it, Amara’s golden eyes locked onto him.

Golden eyes met black eyes.

Lucian realized immediately.

She knew exactly what he was doing.

‘I’m dead... aren’t I?’

[It was a pleasure serving you, Host.]