MIGHT AS WELL BE OP

As NovelFirearious thoughts flashed their minds, the aura suddenly vanished as everywhere returned to normal.

Well at least the atmosphere, but not the surrounding as the destruction caused by Anthony still remained.

Michael and Mitchelle didn't say anything after Anthony's reveal.

They just kept quiet and a loud silence descended upon the dining hall.

The word 'Baby Monster' couldn't cut it anymore at this point.

The silence stiffening as it swallowed any sound that made a move here.

After a while, a voice released a sound that silence dared not approach.

"HAHAHAHAHAH I expected nothing less from my son, you need to be at least strong to take over as patriarch"

Michael said as he laughed in joy as he clung his stomach.

"Who knew my baby would hide so deeply, such talent would soon make you a world powerhouse, like the butler said, we might have to seek protection from you soon"

Mitchelle's voice sounded as she smiled genuinely happy for her son.

"So, who do you want to battle first, your father or your mother"

As soon as the sentence was dropped, two thick battle intent instantly dropped on Anthony and tried to threaten him into selecting one of them.

With such amount of battle intent even someone who doesn't want to fight would be at least stimulated to take action.

But how could Anthony's Emperor demeanor skill allow him to be manipulated like this.

The skill that has always been active but automatically deactivates when Anthony is with his family instantly activated and burst forth with a higher momentum.

The raging battle intent was deflected to the side by the Emperor demeanor skill.

Anthony sat unfazed as his presence shifted from his usual child demeanor to that of a cosmic ruler as he looked at Michael and Mitchelle and stated.

"None"

One word.

One statement.

One declaration.

One utterance.

The sudden change in demeanor made Anthony revert to when he looked down on everything and everyone.

The aerosphere turned eerie and silent as the unknown hung in the air.

None of them stepped back, none relented, none acquiesced as the air trembled and melted as none backed down.

The battle intents were nothing more than mere breeze brushing past Anthony's face.

The battle intents kept increasing as they saw Anthony resisting without any trouble.

The grin on Michael's face getting wider and wider as he really wanted to test his son's limits on everything.

He wanted to see where Anthony's battle prowess really stood.

The fight during the mission was something Anthony could take care of with a wave of his hands so Michael didn't really see anything there, but with the little he saw, he knew his son still had cards up his sleeves.

He wanted to see him swing the sword, he wanted to see him moved around, he wanted to see him jump, parry, attack, he wanted to see him adapt to unfavourable situations and battles, he wanted to see everything through his own eyes and senses.

He wanted to see the amount of experience Anthony had gained through fighting.

But Anthony didn't need to fight to acquire battle experience since his skill already closed this gap.

Michelle while not a battle maniac like her husband was a different breed when it comes to magic.

To make the ever so prideful Dragons and Phoenix to recognize you, you must make even the best genius look no different than the untalented ones.

She also wanted to see how her son combined the elements with mana.

She wanted to see how good his mana control is, she wanted to see him cast his best spell, she wanted to know how many elements Anthony could use, she wanted to know how many spells Anthony could cast at the same time, she wanted to know how many elements Anthony could manipulate at the same time.

As all these feelings flowed and coursed through Mitchelle and Michael's body their battle intent burned brighter.

They all stood at an impasse.

Should they attack to satisfy their curiosity?

The dining hall vibrated intensely barely holding on under the trio's magnificent control.

None of the guards rushed in thinking that someone had attacked as they understood their patriarch and his wife.

Everyone felt the sudden battle intent.

But no one knew what was going on, no one sensed Anthony's aura because of his perfect control.

Although the dining hall was barely left standing, not a single aura left that hall.

Who knew if the demons or other races had a spy here, even the other families must have spies here.

You don't expect Michael and Mitchelle, two world powerhouse to go around signing a mana contract with every single maid or person that works in their estate or works for them.

As both Michelle and Michael saw they weren't getting any upper hand here, they just decided to give up.

The battle intent disappeared without a trace.

Then they both smiled at Anthony wondering how he survived that.

Then Mitchelle decided to change the topic to another thing she was curious about.

"So what is this mana reservoir artifact that everyone was after, let me see it"

She had also seen Anthony cast spells without any concern for his mana.

She also came to the same conclusion like Meek, Amos and the rest that Anthony possessed such an item.

"Mother you really want to strip me of all my cards isn't that cruel"

Anthony said as he looked at her.

"You don't have to worry, I too have a mana reservoir artifact, these types of artifacts aren't exactly rare, it's their capacity that makes people go crazy, just like yours"

Anthony expression changed into a suprised expression before it returned to normal.

It made sense, his mother is a mage so she should have something like that as without mana a mage is basically useless.

But warrior can't run out of aura, so they don't have this weakness, but their stamina is another matter entirely.

"Can I see the artifact"

Anthony asked as he looked at his mother.

But Mitchelle didn't say anything and just replied with a playful smile that meant;

'If you don't want to show me yours, why should I show you mine'

Anthony understanding the look she gave him could only give up.

He couldn't just say he has infinite mana right?

This wasn't even a concept, he couldn't just say it out loud because he was curious of his mother's artifact.

"So how did cultivate so fast to the peak Master rank"

Michael asked Anthony.

Anthony turned his gaze to his father and replied with a smirk.

"Have you forgotten about the fruit I gave you all, who said I didn't eat mine, and who said I didn't have something better than that"

Michael immediately understood where Anthony was coming from.

Even he who had a ridiculous mana rank and talent felt his cultivation soar, his talent strengthen, his physique strengthen.

And now Anthony said he also had something better, Michael couldn't even begin to imagine the effects of this new fruit.

He turned to Anthony and said with a smile.

"Do you have another one?"

"Father your body hasn't even finished digesting and adapting to the one you ate and you want to eat one with even better effects, does father have any death wish"

Anthony said with a funny tone.

Michael frowned then decided to give up.

He didn't ask about Anthony's foundation because he knew from his own cultivation that the fruit even strengthens already existing foundation.

The day continued with them asking Anthony different questions with Anthony either dodging the question or just saying they want to strip him naked.