Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1307

Chapter 1307: Realization

A heavy silence followed.

Only gods were allowed in the Arena of Gods. Should he accept, there would be no interference. God versus god.

Kancilot and his warriors waited. But the king’s eyes were cautious, despite their superior power.

During their own trial, they hadn’t sensed anything until their capital was under attack. They assumed it was part of the test.

As a god, he should have felt everything happening in his world. But back then, he hadn’t sensed their arrival. Not their movement. Not their presence.

It was only after his family was gone that he realized. But this child, this boy, had found them before they’d even taken a step.

It was strange.

Kancilot had felt a gaze watching them from the sky. His warriors assumed the child had just appeared. But deep down, he knew that wasn’t the case.

He had been there all along. Watching them since their arrival. The thought alone was enough to send a shudder through him.

But Kancilot shoved all those feelings down. There was no way he was losing here.

Seconds passed since Kancilot’s challenge, but no response came.

’A trial, huh.’ Atticus’ thoughts were utterly calm.

He had suspected something was wrong. Quiet Flame and Whisker had spoken of the middle planes, but never about the act of ascending. Even when he asked Quiet Flame directly, the star had evaded the question.

Something was off. Something was going to happen during ascension. That had been Atticus’ conclusion.

So, he had anticipated it, prepared for what might come. And as it turned out, it was another trial. Another world.

"Good."

That was all Atticus said.

The warriors of Kariot narrowed their eyes, immediately on edge. Where was the shock? The uncertainty? The caution?

Who reacted to intruders invading their world with such nonchalance? Good?

The air around the king and his circle grew hotter. This child... he was looking down on them. Their killing intent burst forth, flooding the space like a tidal wave.

The king’s voice was like iron.

"The challenge was to prevent needless bloodshed. Only your death is required. Your people don’t have to die. Take it as mercy."

His will flared as he spoke, expanding rapidly. It was thick, thicker than even the crimson will that surrounded the world.

None of the Kariot warriors felt the pressure of Atticus’ crimson will anymore. They fueled their wills with the armor and stone, channeling the power into their weapons, suppressing the outside influence.

But Atticus simply tilted his head, intrigued.

He had arrived here long before they did. He had seen everything. His eyes had especially been on their armors and the glowing stones embedded in their foreheads.

Atticus could tell it was those items that enabled them to wield such high level power.

With just a glance, he saw it clearly, their wills surpassed the cap of the lower planes. Even the warriors themselves, not just the god. It was insane.

To think that weapons could bring out such force in people...

Atticus cleared his thoughts as he felt their wills spreading. He hadn’t been lying with that single word earlier. He was glad they had attacked Eldoralth.

He had just undergone what could only be called a power up. Right now, he stood at the edge of unfamiliar territory. He needed to understand this power. To control it.

In simple terms, he was happy he had gotten test subjects.

At Atticus’ continued silence, the expressions of Kancilot and his circle began to twist, until Atticus suddenly raised a hand.

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