Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1046

As everyone stared at the veil in the skies with varying expressions, Atticus was facing a battle of his own.

Xal’zereth’s detonation had unleashed a supernova of pure mana surging outward. And while he was currently containing everything, it was beyond straining.

He had turned into the energy that had reduced the paragons into nothingness, but it was a force capable of obliterating anything shaped by form, bound by structure, or composed of elemental substance.

But pure mana was not matter. It was essence. Unshaped. Unbound. Formless.

The elements destroy form. But pure mana has no form to destroy.

But yet the mana was still incredibly volatile, and he had to keep it bound and restrained until it stabilized and returned to a manageable state.

But this was the problem, he was containing a supernova. It was akin to a balloon attempting to contain an explosion from within. It was a miracle he was still in one piece.

’It’s painful.’ From within the expansive sky, Atticus’s thoughts ran.

He had long since unleashed his will, casting it around his formless form like an ethereal armor, and the crimson glow of the energy containing the explosion had gotten thicker.

And yet, it was hell.

The energy thrashed inside him like a caged god, unrelenting. Every second felt like his body was being torn apart from the inside.

His powers had always been centered around action and overwhelming force.

And while his defensive abilities were far from weak, they were never designed to contain something like this.

A single crack, a single slip in control, and the energy would consume him, detonate outward, not just destroying him, but everything around him in a wave of annihilation.

But still, he endured.

"I’ll help you, bond."

As Ozeroth’s voice came, a pulse of deep violet spread outward, like a curtain being drawn across the veil.

The explosion, the chaotic thrashing from within, began to slow. The energy dwindled, and the once-wild containment began to settle. Bit by bit, it shrank.

Soon enough, the supernova collapsed inward, folding into itself until it became nothing more than a small, stable core of seething light, trapped within the veil.

And when the final flicker faded, Atticus’s figure formed in the skies once more.

Then, the wind ceased. The air stilled. And the temperature dropped as his gaze fell upon the figures that had appeared just below him.

In the brief instant that Xal’zereth had detonated, before Atticus could fully contain the blast, the remnants of the dimensional world that held the military camp had crumbled.

The wish imbued by the life artifact, to prevent any outside interference, had been anchored to that very dimensional plane. And as the dimension shattered, so too did the wish.

Instantly, the leaders of the Alliance were alerted. But even with their immense capabilities and means, not even they could arrive in mere moments. They would still need at least a few seconds.

But it seemed someone else had a different means in mind.

Without warning, space distorted in front of the massive elemental cocoon that held Carius and Drakthanion. The air folded in on itself, rippling like liquid glass before two figures materialized mid-air, hovering in silence.

They had identical features, wreathed in such overwhelming power that the space around them stilled completely.

Paragons of the Dimensari race.

The first figure’s eyes flared.

"Carius!" Azrakan’s voice resounded through the ruin as his gaze swept across the devastated remains of the camp, the shattered earth, dead recruits, and scattered survivors.

But he paid them no mind. His focus was only on one thing, his son.

The artifact they had given Carius had teleported them here. They had given it to Carius for him to use to summon them in dire moments.

And since the Dimensari had been the primary architects of the dimensional world that held the military camp, they could bypass its restrictions. But that hadn’t been necessary, the dimensional plane was gone.

Azrakan’s eyes narrowed sharply as his senses locked onto Carius, trapped within the culmination of elemental forces, a cocoon. His expression darkened.

"Who dares!" His voice thundered, but before he could make a move, he froze. He felt it.